"Huh! Boss, your attack is still so fierce." Zhou Xiaopang, who flew to the distance, looked at the scene in front of him, with a trace of shock in his eyes, and he couldn't help but whispered.
The result of the martial arts just now is much more terrifying than the last time, but Xu Han seems to be a lot more proficient in the control of this martial arts.
Mu Xinyu brushed away the energy that was sweeping in front of her eyes, looked at the rising dust, and whispered in her mouth, "I wonder if the old guy is dead?"
"It shouldn't be that easy, be careful!" Feeling the power of martial arts just now, Xu Han responded softly, but then his face changed and he shouted loudly.
As Xu Han's words fell, suddenly countless tentacles burst out in the air in front of several people, rushing forward.
boom!
The tentacles that rushed from the air were all smashed, and the old man with a ragged face and furious face rushed out with a sharp sword in his hand. Looking at the few people in front of him, the old man waved his right hand and blasted directly at The nearest Yin Zhihuan.
The sudden appearance of the old man was completely unexpected to several people. The martial arts performed by several people hurriedly were all shattered in the air, and the horrible remaining energy hit Yin Zhiyu's chest.
Xu Han, who was flying backwards, was startled in his eyes. With his left hand, he grabbed Yin Zhimao, who was panicked, and threw him directly behind him, but his figure met the blasting old man.
"I want to die! I'll send you down." Looking at Xu Han who was greeted directly, the old man's face was angry and he shouted, but just after thinking about doing his best, he seemed to have thought of something, but he took back several layers of strength.
Other warriors can die, but this Xu Han is someone who was specially confessed by the envoy, and the old man, no matter how angry he was in his heart, did not dare to kill him.
The silver sword that Xu Han hurriedly slashed was directly shattered by the old man's blow, and then the old man's fierce fist struck Xu Han's right shoulder.
bump!
Under that terrifying force, Xu Han, who had fallen in the end, had already passed Mu Xinyu very quickly and fell towards the distant ruins.
"Xu Han!"
"Boss!"
Seeing Xu Han who had been knocked into the air, several people in Mu Xinyu's expressions were shocked, and they said in a hurry, while Yin Zhiyu's expression on one side had already been panicked. Xu Han would certainly not have been hit by the blow if it weren't for himself.
Humph!
Seeing Xu Han who was knocked into the air, the old man stopped in the air, his face full of frost. Although he did not try his best, Xu Han, who was hit by himself, must be seriously injured.
In the battle just now, the old man also saw that although the strength of the few people was not weak, it was Xu Han that was really difficult to deal with.
Not only is the hidden martial arts more powerful than the disciples of the Tianzhou-level forces, but the war spirit is also weird. Now that he is injured, the remaining three people are not scary at all.
The three Mu Xinyu people who hurriedly followed, looked towards the place where Xu Han landed, but saw Xu Han stand up with a pained expression on his face.
"Hiss! Nyima hurts!" Tore open his clothes and looked at the armor that was actually forming a fist mark, Xu Han said with a trace of shock in his eyes and pain in his mouth.
The few people who rushed, saw Xu Han's face full of weirdness, and their expressions were all happy. It seemed that the black armor had taken off a lot of strength for him.
"How can it be?"
The old man who flew slowly looked at Xu Han who stood up, his face was unbelievable, he would be fine if he hadn't died, but Xu Han's appearance didn't seem to be hurt at all.
"Huh! Dacheng-level martial artists are really powerful," Xu Han grinned as he looked at Mu Xinyu who were anxious and said indifferently.
The old man who rushed over had a flash of anger on his face. I didn't expect Xu Han to be so resistant to fights, and he shouldn't have kept his hand just now.
"Be careful! The old guy is here again." Zhou Xiaopang glanced at the warrior who flew by and said loudly.
A few people were startled, and they immediately leaped forward. The place where they could leave was struck by a terrifying vigor, and then the grim-faced old man stepped forward.
"I didn't expect your life to be so hard?" After a glimpse of the dark armor, the old man's eyes flashed with a strange color, and he looked at Xu Han with a guarded face, and said coldly in his mouth.
Xu Han's expression was stern, and the sharp thunder spirit power wrapped around his hands, but he whispered in his mouth: "Your life is too impatient."
Looking at the old man's appearance, under the terrifying blow just now, except for the embarrassment, there did not seem to be a trace of harm. The difference in realm was so much.
Now Xu Han can feel that his two-volume martial artist is obviously not simple, and he did not expect to cause any harm to the old man.
"This time, I won't keep my hand anymore." The old man raised the big sword in his hand, looked at Xu Han and the others, and said coldly.
As soon as they stepped on their feet, Xu Han several tens of meters away, only felt the ground sink, and then the dark figure, so that several people's heads slashed down wildly.
"It's so fast!"
Yin Zhimao looked at the old man flying down in the air, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but said in surprise, and then several swirling water vortices flew away on the short sword in his hand.
The swirling water vortex in the air just approached the old man, suddenly burst out, and the dense heavy water was like a polynet, covering the old man.
The change in front of him did not surprise the old man. He hummed and danced with a big sword in his hand. It was actually a little bit of heavy water untouched, all splitting inside.
Seeing this scene, Mu Xinyu next to him saw the white silk flying in the air, and the falling snowflakes all covered the heavy water, and then turned into ice, carrying fierce strength and shooting towards the old man in the air. go with.
Looking at the surrounding scenes, the old man's eyes flashed with astonishment, and with a big sword dance in his hand, the gathered ice was all broken.
"Scatter!"
Mu Xinyu had a joy in her eyes and a low drink in her mouth. The snowflakes that had covered the heavy water suddenly melted away, and the empty ice instantly turned into drops of heavy water, which was wrapped around her whole body with the old man's blow.
Feeling the aura in the water, the old man saw a trace of disdain in his eyes, but he didn't care about the water droplets that had approached him, and stepped to chase Xu Han.
"Zhou Xiaopang! Is your big formation useful?" Xu Han, who was flying backwards, looked at the figure leaping in the air, and turned to Zhou Xiaopang to one side, and said anxiously.
Zhou Xiaopang, who was flying backwards, had a trace of worry in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid it can only play a role in interference!"
It was an old man who didn't care, but when the heavy water approached, the figure flying in the air suddenly fell towards the low, feeling the power of the whole body, and he couldn't help but be full of surprise.
A turbulent spiritual energy spurted out of the spirit sea, and the old man who had fallen in shape suddenly burst out a violent energy, and the heavy water attached to the whole body was swept away.
"It seems that the only way to use the sacred monument." Xu Han looked at the surprised old man in the sky, and a dignified look was in his eyes. Whispered in his mouth.
The strongest martial arts are all used by several people, but they can cause minimal damage to the old man. I am afraid that even if the purple feathers in the sea of spirits are summoned, they will not have much effect.
"Xu Han! What if it attracts the attention of other warriors?" Yin Zhiyu said in a soft voice with a trace of worry flashing in his eyes.
After such a while, Xu Han felt that in the later stage of the Transcendent God Realm, compared with the martial artist of Dacheng Realm, it was not just a realm relationship.
Xu Han swept away the dark night, and a cruel expression flashed across his face, and he whispered in a low voice: "Lihundao is obviously already aware. By then, these major forces will definitely send warriors to chase them, even if the other warriors know how ?"
Several people in Mu Xinyu's expressions were startled, but there was a trace of clarity in their eyes. Even the strongest forces of Lingyuanda 6 knew of Xu Han's possessions, let alone the rest of the warriors.
Several people have already been chased by everyone from Lihundao, even if there are more warriors, it is not a big deal, maybe it can still disrupt the whole situation.
After all, the ancient boundary monument is such a precious treasure, every warrior has selfishness and will definitely scramble for it. Then maybe Xu Han can still fish in troubled waters and quickly improve his strength.
Xu Han already has a clear understanding of the warriors of Lingyuanda 6, as long as he breaks through to the strength of the Dacheng realm, he can become a strongman of Lingyuanda 6.
After all, even the commander of the power of the Supreme Temple is nothing more than the strength of the Dacheng Realm. What you need to worry about now is the threat that comes from far away, as long as you work hard to improve your strength before it comes.
"Okay! Then let's seize the opportunity and give him a fatal blow." Mu Xinyu, who had figured it out, said in a low voice with a chill flashing in his eyes.
Since Xu Han had such a plan in his heart, Mu Xinyu would not object, but if he could hide it for a while, he could give Xu Han a little more time.
"Yep!"
Xu Han responded softly, and the old man rushed into the air, suddenly bursting out countless tentacles, rolling towards the figure in the air.
The two Mu Xinyu beside him looked at each other. Above the battle spirit in their hands, there was a cohesive and tyrannical vigor. The two galloping up, shouting in unison, blasted the old man in the air.
Seeing that Xu Han hadn't come up, the old man's eyes thought a little, but because he was injured in the previous hit, a smile flashed in his eyes.
Facing the martial artist that Mu Xinyu and the two blasted, the old man's face was disdainful, but he stood quietly in the air, gently lifting the big sword in his hand, and the few people with poor skills to see what they could do.
"Get up!"
The old man's reaction was completely beyond Zhou Xiaopang's expectations. Looking at the figure standing in the air, Zhou Xiaopang danced with his hands, and three stones in his hands fell directly on the surroundings.
"Formation?" Seeing the white mist suddenly rising around, the old man's eyes flashed with confusion, but his mouth was disdainful.
Sweeping his eyes, it was just a blessed maze, but he didn't care. After all, Xu Han and the others were all covered in it.
The big sword raised high was cut down, and both Mu Xinyu's attacks were shattered, and a trace of joy flashed in the old man's cliff, and his eyes couldn't help looking towards Xu Han's direction.
"Huh!" Looking at the figure dressed in black, the old man's eyes were full of confusion. In the thick white mist, he actually felt a vague and mysterious aura.