Seeing the gray blood spilling in the air, Xu Han's expression was astonished. Suddenly there were several screams in the distance. Xu Han looked at it, but saw that the warrior of the barbarian tribe, several of them fell directly from the air.
"It's this strange attack again!" Looking at the martial artist who was surrounded by black robes, Xu Han's eyes flashed with shock, and he whispered.
With a wave of his right hand, he put away the headless corpse in front of him. Xu Han's figure jumped, and he swiftly swept towards the several black-robed warriors. These warriors are so strange. Ask the Yin family at that time. Maybe there will be any information. .
Several black-robed warriors stood in the air, looking at Xu Han who flew by, a flash of surprise flashed in their eyes, but they still rushed towards Xu Han.
Xu Han's particularity was what they thought of, and the martial artist in front of him was only in the middle stage of the Dacheng Realm. Facing the tyrannical Xu Han, they suddenly died on the spot.
"In Xiaman Mausoleum, thank you!" The young man with a strong breath looked at Xu Han who was rushing, and there was a trace of shock in his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth.
The few weird warriors just now suffered a lot, but they didn't expect to be killed so easily by Xu Han.
"Brother Man is polite, this is just what we should do, besides, we have had several connections." Xu Han smiled slightly, looked at the man with the same strength in front of him, and said loudly.
Listening to Yin Zhengyang's meaning, it seems that this barbarian ancestor had received great favor from the ancestors of the Yin clan before he was willing to come. Otherwise, with the barbarian's xenophobic character, even if he walked outside, he would be alone.
Man Ling's face was startled, and he looked at Xu Han carefully, a look of astonishment flashed across his eyes, but he thought of the scene of the Budokai period.
"Haha! I didn't expect that young man was you at the beginning." Looking at Xu Han in front of him, Man Ling laughed.
Looking at the tyrannical barbarian warrior in the surrounding air, Xu Han's eyes were full of consternation. Each of the warriors seemed to be the same as this barbarian tomb, and they were all pure cultivation **.
The barbarians lived in the wild land north of Xuanzhou, where not only the environment was harsh, but also many powerful spirit beasts survived, so the warriors living in it were all tyrannical.
Looking at the people around, they should all be the warriors who eat for the sky in the rest of the states, facing the weird warriors, the barbarian warriors are all roaring up.
Looking at the surrounding scenes, Xu Han's eyes flashed with worry. The warriors who just rushed were obviously not all the black-robed warriors. The strongest person who chased himself to Xuanzhou did not appear.
"Boss! You were very mighty just now!" Xu Han, who was stepping in the air, suddenly stared, and saw Zhou Xiaopang jump out from nowhere, looking at Xu Han with excitement.
First kill the third son of Lihundao, and then kill the Supreme Master of the Supreme Temple. With such strength, I am afraid that after this battle, Xu Han will be named Zhenda 6.
Looking at Zhou Xiaopang, who was clean and without the slightest trace of blood, Xu Han smiled lightly, and whispered, "Can there be any abnormalities?"
"To the east, there is a thick black mist coming." Zhou Xiaopang's eyes flashed with a trace of contemplation, looking at Xu Han's mouth seriously.
Xu Han's eyes were startled, and his eyes were full of unpleasant colors. Sure enough, things were not that simple.
In the battle in the field, the warriors of Shiweitian and Lishun Island, even if the barbarians are added, the Yin side is still a lot less, if there is another strong coming, I am afraid it will be troublesome.
And the most troublesome thing is the black robe strongest person who hasn't appeared yet, whether there is any strongest person in the Yin clan, Xu Han doesn't know, the black mist that flows in the distance must be related to the island of the soul.
"Wait for the meeting machine to act, depending on the situation, the big array will be activated." Xu Han's face was solemn, feeling the dullness of the sky in the distance, looking at Zhou Xiaopang, and whispering in his mouth.
Although it was the ten ancient formations, with Zhou Xiaopang's current strength, it might not be so easy to kill the strongest.
"I know the boss!" Zhou Xiaopang whispered, and immediately flew down and hid in the corner.
The roar of the warriors and the roar of the spirit beasts formed a tragic picture. Xu Han no longer knew how many strong men had lost their lives, but the warriors with low strength in the city all ran away.
Except for a few buildings, the entire Baihong City was destroyed. Fighting warriors can be seen everywhere in the air and on the ground.
A cloud of black fog as large as a thousand meters suddenly appeared outside Baihong City, and the faces of the two warriors fighting in the field were suddenly different.
"Xu Han! It seems a bit uncomfortable." Xu Han turned his head slightly, but he saw that Leng Yichen swept to Xu Han's side at some unknown time, looked at the slowly dissipating black mist, and whispered in his mouth.
Although I haven't seen the scene, the tyrannical aura obviously hides a lot of powerhouses in it, and Mu Xinyu and Yin Zhiyu in the distance are also flying up, looking worried. With Xu Han.
"I hope it won't be too bad." Xu Han said softly as he looked at the black fog that had faded.
The faint black mist dissipated with the wind, looking at the martial artist standing in front, Xu Han's expression was startled, his eyes were full of unpleasant colors, it was the strongest person who appeared in Tianyang City at the beginning.
But he looked towards the person behind the warrior, but his face was full of shock, that familiar face.
"It's the prodigal son!"
Mu Xinyu by his side was all present, looking at the martial artist with a faint black air on his face, his face was full of consternation, and the martial artists behind him were all participants in the martial arts meeting.
"Prodigal son!" Xu Han's face was startled, looking at the young man standing with a knife, he immediately went forward and shouted loudly.
After arriving in Xuanzhou, Xu Han deliberately searched for the whereabouts of the prodigal son, but there was no clue. He did not expect to appear with this warrior now.
Looking at the scene in front of him, the prodigal son only glanced at a few people slightly, and then his face was full of indifference. Behind him, Qiu Bei, Sheng Yu, each of the handsome men who participated in the martial arts meeting, were all full of faces. The color of indifference.
"It seems to have been controlled!" Mu Xinyu whispered while looking at the martial artist with a cold face and dark lingering eyes.
A few people looked at them, but they didn't see Hao Kong. It seemed that they had not been caught by the warrior who had eaten the sky at that time.
"I haven't seen it for a while, I didn't expect that you all broke through to the Dacheng Realm." The warrior who was covered in black robes looked at Xu Han, who was shocked, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
Xu Han stepped forward, looking at the prodigal son who didn't know him at all, and shouted, "What the hell did you do to him?"
"Don't worry, you will become like this later." A trace of excitement flashed in the martial artist's eyes, looking at the god monument in Xu Han's hand, and said with a light smile.
"Looking for death!" Xu Han yelled loudly, his figure swept, and the sharp monument in his hand blasted down.
Looking at Xu Han’s divine stele, which came with a frightening atmosphere, a hint of surprise flashed in the martial artist’s eyes, and then he waved his right hand forward, and a huge crack blocked him. Xu Han’s furious blow hit him directly. Up among them.
Looking at the fast-closing crack, Xu Han held the monument and retreated. A trace of contempt flashed in the martial artist's eyes, and the figure flicked, so that Xu Han's figure, sharp right hand was already grabbing Xu Han's neck.
"Be careful!"
Seeing this, several people in Mu Xinyu in the distance yelled in unison and rushed up, but the standing prodigal suddenly slashed forward with a big sword in his hand, and a dragon-shaped sword rushed down, blocking it. Before everyone.
"Damn it!" Looking at the warrior in front of him for a short while, Xu Han flashed a trace of consternation, and the god monument in his hand blew, blocking the direction that the warrior had grabbed.
The pitch-black crack disappeared in a flash, and the figure of the warrior had disappeared behind him. Xu Han's eyes were shocked, and the warrior appeared directly to the right of Xu Han.
Xu Han has absolute strength to deal with the martial artist of Dacheng Stage, but he did not expect that this strongest person is so strong, this kind of degree can't keep up with him at all.
Looking at the palm that had reached the neck, Xu Han had a trace of panic in his eyes. Just as he was about to call the Silver Tree, suddenly a figure of 岣嵝 appeared beside him.
boom!
The powerful claw of the black robe warrior was directly knocked into the air, and only a hunched old man stood in front of Xu Han, but even the curved back figure was much taller than ordinary people.
"Barbarians! You really want to die!" The blow that was inevitable was missed, and the black-robed warrior looked at the old man who appeared in front of him, and shouted loudly.
Seeing the old man who was casually wrapped in spirit animal skins in front of him, Xu Han's eyes were full of astonishment, and even the strongest came from this barbarian clan.
"Brother Xu Han, are you okay?" Yin Zhiyu and a few people behind him galloped up, looking at Xu Han with palpitations, and said anxiously.
Xu Han shook his head slightly, glanced at the two strong men in the field, but looked at the prodigal son in the distance, but was attracted by the big knife in his hand.
Not seen for a while, it seems that the big knife in the hands of the prodigal is a bit different.
"Not much to say! If you want to fight, fight!" The old man shook his right hand in the air, and a huge wooden staff appeared in his hand. The entire back of Biao's was also slowly straightened, and a terrifying aura burst out from his body .
Standing in the air, Xu Han saw two dark shadows passing by, but they disappeared into the air in front of them.
"My lord! Please allow me to fight Xu Han." As the two sides looked at each other, a person suddenly jumped out from behind the prodigal son and said loudly to Xu Han.
Looking at the warrior who rushed out, Xu Han's eyes flashed with surprise, it was actually the sword mountain city jade face Xiaofei Ge Lan Zenghui.
"roll!"
Yu Guang, the prodigal son, swept away the young people who stepped out beside him, looking at Xu Han and said coldly: "Xu Han! I wanted to fight you for a long time, now I can fight well."
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Lan Zenghui's face, but he stepped back slowly, and a trace of resentment flashed across his black eyes.
"The prodigal son! What happened to you?" Xu Han stepped forward, looking at the prodigal son, and said anxiously.
"Stop talking nonsense, talk about it after a fight." The prodigal son raised the sword in his hand and roared as he watched Xu Han's mouth, then he jumped and stepped up.