"Master!" The people in the Supreme Temple who were fighting in the distance looked at Qin Tianjun, who was directly bombarded by Xu Han's stele into the city, and their eyes were shocked.
Previously, many powerful men in the Dacheng realm were all dead under Xu Han's sacred stele. Xu Han's terrifying attack just now made Qin Tianjun no good luck.
Glancing at the shocked people on one side, Xu Han's eyes flashed with heart palpitations, and he did not expect that this last blow was actually much better than the shock of the sky.
In the huge pothole, the divine stele stood quietly, but Qin Tianjun's figure was never seen.
With a wave of Xu Han's right hand, the towering god monument suddenly became smaller, and he stood upright next to Xu Han, looking at the shadow of the person under the god monument, with a trace of consternation in his eyes.
His clothes had long been broken, and Qin Tianming was lying in the pit embarrassed, covered in blood. Although he was seriously injured, he was still alive.
Seeing Xu Han who appeared in front of him, Qin Tianming's eyes swept away slightly, but a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
The Tianzhou-level force, the Supreme Temple Master, who has been famous for many years in Tianzhou, is now lying on the ground with a painful face, and with every breath, a mouthful of blood gushes out of his mouth.
Xu Han stepped on it step by step, and in his right hand, a fierce energy was already condensed.
Cough!
Qin Tianjun let out a soft cough, and didn't care about Xu Han who was coming by. He turned his head lightly and looked to the right.
A long sword with only the hilt left was scattered with fragments everywhere. Looking at the shattered war spirit, Qin Tianjun's eyes were full of grief.
"I knew why it was today!" Looking at Qin Tianjun on the ground, Xu Han's face was calm, and he whispered in his mouth, the spiritual power condensed in his hands became stronger and stronger.
"Stop! Huh will hurt my leader!"
Just as Xu Han was about to blast the qi from his hands, there were a few loud shouts from the pit behind him, but several warriors rushed down, looking at Qin Tian on the ground, his eyes were full of panic.
Xu Han's gaze shifted slightly, and he looked at the few people who were rushing, his hands raised high.
Pouch!
Several people chasing after him, looking at the Qi Jin in Xu Han's hand, just about to blast out martial arts, suddenly a few tentacles flew out in the void, and the several people who rushed were directly involved in it, and then they all joined together. The sound of Dao's piercing came.
"Ahem??? Xu Han! I hope you will not rush to kill the Supreme Temple in the future." Qin Tianming glanced at the several warriors who were killed in the distance, a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes, and suddenly faced Xu He whispered in the cold mouth.
Xu Han's expression was slightly surprised. He looked at Qin Tianjun who was begging in his eyes, and said coldly, "Then you have thought about Shengguang'an?"
Qin Tianming sighed softly, looking at Xu Han and muttering in a low voice: "The responsibility lies, there is no way!"
Looking at the helpless look in Qin Tianming's eyes, Xu Han's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt, but his eyes were faintly looking at the contemplative Qin Tianming.
"Hey! If time is in a hurry, they may not be dead yet." A flash of memory flashed in Qin Tianming's eyes as he watched Xu Han mutter in a low voice.
"Where are they now?" Xu Han's eyes flashed anxiously, and he said anxiously as he looked at the low Qin Tianjun.
Previously, I heard that most of the disciples in Shengguang Temple were not dead, but were captured by Shiweitian. Xu Han had suspected that they were locked up in the remote soul island before.
"They are being kept in the virtual??? Ah!"
Pouch!
Just as Qin Tianming talked about the key point, Qin Tianming's face suddenly changed when he was lying on the ground, with blood in his mouth, his head in his hands, his eyes full of pain.
"Who?"
Looking at his pupils widening, his eyes were full of unwilling Qin Tianming, Xu Han's face was furious, and he shouted in a burst of anger. The figure that turned slightly, but not far away, a figure stood erect.
"Sure enough, it's still a group of disobedient dogs!" Glancing at the corpse on the ground, the black-robed warrior who appeared, said coldly, but looked at Xu Han with a little surprise.
"These guys finally appeared." Feeling the martial artist who was clearly distinguished from the aura of the outlying soul island under this black robe, a cold color flashed in Xu Han's eyes, and he shouted in a low voice.
But in his heart, he was puzzled about Qin Tianming's death. Xu Han didn't feel a trace of fluctuation in the air at all, and Qin Tianming died on the spot.
Yu Guang looked into the distance, and sure enough, one after another tyrannical figures swept across the air, and with a large number of warriors, it seemed that the costume seemed to be the powerhouse of the other states.
The sudden emergence of warriors made the Yin Clan in the sky pale in shock. It was a well-matched battle, but now so many warriors have poured in, I'm afraid
While Xu Han was worried, suddenly there was roaring in unison from the north of the city, and then a series of stalwart figures appeared in the air, rushing towards the numerous warriors.
"It's him!"
Looking at the figure in front, Xu Han's eyes flashed with surprise. It was the young man from the barbarian race that he met in the martial arts club. It seemed that this was what Yin Zhengyang had prepared.
The warriors who rushed out, all naked and holding various huge weapons, roared towards the many warriors.
"Who are you?" Looking at the martial artist who was covered in black robe, Xu Han whispered a cold color in his eyes.
Looking at the hands outstretched in the black robe, Xu Han's face was startled, but his eyes shrank unconsciously, which turned out to be a pair of gray palms.
"Hey! Ignorant human beings, we are a clan of gods and envoys, how can you compare them." Looking at the ancient monument next to Xu Han with guard eyes, the warrior's eyes flashed a trace of disdain, and he shouted in a low voice.
"Divine Envoy Clan? Is it another secret family?" Xu Han's face was startled, he looked at the martial artist in the late Dacheng Stage in front of him, and whispered in his mouth.
"Ignorance! Die!"
It seemed that after hearing Xu Han's words, a trace of contempt flashed in the martial artist's eyes, and he stepped on his body and rushed towards Xu Han.
Seeing such a confident warrior who was only in the late stage of the Dacheng Realm in front of him, a trace of doubt flashed in Xu Han's eyes, but he greeted him with a monument.
Even the head teacher of the Supreme Temple, Qin Tianming, was defeated in his own hands. Could it be that Qin Tianming was never stronger than a martial artist of the same realm.
The martial artist danced with both hands, and through the black robe, Xu Han saw a dark light flashing in his eyes, and then a strange energy flashed away from him.
Humph!
Xu Han snorted and slammed the monument in his hand. The warrior's expression was shocked, and he flew back and looked at Xu Han in astonishment and said, "Why are you all right?"
"baffling!"
Looking at the warrior whose expression had changed drastically, Xu Han flashed a trace of doubt in his eyes, holding the monument and blasted.
Space was blasted everywhere, and the warrior who was covered in the black robe had to flee in embarrassment, dancing continuously in his hands, but Xu Han still bite behind him.
"Impossible! How can you ignore my attack?" Looking at Xu Han's face as usual, without a trace of strangeness, the martial artist roared.
It seemed that he had encountered something extremely frightening, and the warrior immediately held his hands again, but he saw Xu Han's face still as usual.
Xu Han was confused now, what is going on with this so-called divine envoy
I've been talking to myself all the time, but Xu Han also feels weird. The warrior covered in black robes doesn't hardly connect with him at all. Every time the god monument attacks, he just avoids it in a hurry.
Moreover, he just kept dancing his hands against himself, and didn't attack at all.
"Is it?" Xu Han's eyes were startled, but he thought of Qin Tianwei's weird way of death just now, wouldn't it be of no use to him.
Perceiving Xu Han closely and paying attention to his surroundings, his eyes suddenly froze. When the martial artist was dancing his hands, Xu Han suddenly appeared a strange energy, but it was completely absorbed by the god monument in his hand.
"You can feel my energy?" As if feeling Xu Han's abnormality, Wu Zhe's face was shocked, and his mouth panicked.
really!
A smile flashed in Xu Han's eyes, and the figure flew up, waving the sacred monument in his hand, directly covering it, the martial artist did not dare to insist on it at all, just sprinting in the air.
"Strange! It seems to be able to perceive my movements in advance!" Xu Han looked at the strange warrior in front of him, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
Pouch!
Seeing the warrior avoiding his own blow, suddenly a silver tentacles rolled out in the void and rolled towards the warrior. The warrior's face was shocked, and he flew away immediately.
But with Xu Han's continuous bombardment, more tentacles rolled out of the void, and the warrior looked at the tentacles that completely covered the air around him, his face changed drastically.
After a while of the battle, Xu Han also felt the strangeness of this warrior. It seemed that besides the weird attack method, there was only this seemingly expected perception.
The god monument in his hand was smashed, and many tentacles rolled up behind him. The warrior's expression was startled, and he immediately flashed to one side, but a touch of silver sword energy was already drawn and cut on his back.
Tear it!
The martial artist screamed, Xu Han looked at the gray blood stains at the wound, his eyes were full of shock, and this world was actually a human with gray blood.
The warrior's face was panicked, looking at the tentacles rolling around, he was extremely embarrassed.
"The gods, what kind of weird guys are they?" Looking at the martial artist who was constantly evading in the small space, Xu Han's eyes were full of confusion.
The entire space has been completely filled by the tentacles, but the figure can still fly continuously between the gaps, perception is really annoying, no wonder Xu Han didn't show up when it first appeared.
"Boss! This guy will attack your consciousness!"
Just as Xu Han was surprised, Xiao Yin's sound suddenly rang in his heart. Xu Han was slightly startled, and a trace of clarity flashed across his face. It seemed that this martial artist had a special attack martial skill.
Now that he knew the reason, Xu Han stepped forward and danced with the monument in his hand, directly covering the entire space. The warrior's face was panicked, and he flashed backwards, directly hitting the wrapped tentacles, and was entangled. Strictly.
Under Xu Han's sign, the tentacles in the air picked up and tore the robes of the black-robed warrior. Seeing the real face of the warrior, Xu Han's eyes were full of consternation.
This warrior not only has a weird skin color, his blood is different from ordinary people, but his head is also very big, and his whole body looks extremely strange.
"Who are you?" Xu Han looked at the martial artist who was constantly struggling in his tentacles, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in a low voice.
The warrior struggled desperately, seeing that it was hard to move, he looked at Xu Han and said coldly: "Humans? Humph! You will all die!"
Immediately, the head of the warrior exploded, and a strange energy swept toward Xu Han, but it was all inhaled by the god monument beside him.