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Chapter 793 Don't Think About Someone Han(2/2)

Mr. Hong's expression changed and he quietly took half a step back.

"You brat, how dare you..."

Thousand-Hand Man Tu Peng Dahu is a very daring disciple among the casual cultivators. He is cruel and cruel in his actions. He often goes on a killing spree at the slightest disagreement. Even Mr. Hong is extremely afraid of him.

Just now, when he reached a critical moment in his cultivation, he was suddenly disturbed by a flash of spiritual consciousness that passed by, and he almost went crazy.

Normally when you are walking on the road in good order, you will kill a few people who don't open your eyes, let alone being harassed today?

How can I bear this tone?

He was so angry that he was about to take action, but... the next moment, he saw clearly Han Yang, who was standing quietly in the clouds, wearing white clothes, and his face couldn't help but shudder.

After a moment of hesitation, he slowed down, turned his head left and right, and saw a fact confirmed in the eyes of several other Wu Zun who jumped up beside him.

Whoosh!

Peng Dahu's face turned pale instantly.

"I... didn't know it was Realm Master Han here. I apologize."

After saying that, he rushed back to his cabin without looking back and slammed the door.

"Ah, World Master Han... you can do whatever you want!"

"Offended!"

"Forgive me, forgive me!"

All the Martial Lords who had been surrounding Han Yang were so frightened that they all hurried back.

It was as if the young man in white clothes in front of him was not a first-level Martial Lord, but... a Martial Ancestor.

"..."

Mr. Hong and that evil slave were completely dumbfounded.

What's going on?

Even sixth-level and even seventh-level martial master Peng Dahu was scared away by the boy in white in front of him.

Although the Tianxing Ancestor is powerful and Xingxiu Mountain is at its peak, Feizhou has already left the Manzhou territory at this time. They don't need to be so afraid of a disciple of the Tianxing Ancestor.

Why is it like a mouse seeing a cat, and is more frightened than seeing the ancestor of Tianxing himself?

After thinking about it for a while, Mr. Hong beside him was already trembling and his face was pale.

What did they just call this person?

Korean Realm Lord?!

Only the first-generation Lord of the Blessed Land who has ascended is qualified to be called a Realm Lord.

He was given the Heavenly Star Shield by the Heavenly Star Ancestor and became the Lord of the Blessed Land?

The two identities were superimposed together, and the true identity of the boy in white in front of him became obvious...it was Han Yang.

Han Xingzi.

Han Yang, who single-handedly killed the other six holy places in Manzhou and almost cut off the inheritance of the third-level martial masters... Han Xingzi?

Is he going from Xingxiu Mountain to Xingxiu Sea to participate in the selection of stars?

Thinking that he had offended a Xingzi unintentionally, Mr. Hong's heart was so nervous that he almost burst out of his chest.

"If you are not careful, this matter may even implicate the family!"

Mr. Hong realized that he was no longer able to handle the situation. Perhaps only by asking the young master to come forward in person could he resolve the dispute this time.

He no longer cared about the evil slave, turned around and left.



"Found you!"

Han Yang ignored the others at all. After releasing his consciousness unscrupulously, he quickly found the Feizhou steward.

boom!

The figure flashed, and the white figure disappeared into the aisle.

Bang!

The next moment, the door of the cabin where the steward was located was blasted open.

The steward of Feizhou, who was having a sweet dream, was caught off guard and was hit in the face by the hatch.

There was a loud bang, and the hatch shattered into a pile of splinters.

Although it didn't hurt him this time, it made him extremely embarrassed.

"Who!"

The steward of the flying boat jumped up in panic, and immediately saw Han Yang, dressed in white, standing in his cabin.

"Yes, it's you..."

He became frightened and became incoherent.

Why did this kid come to the door so quickly? According to the plan, shouldn't he be in conflict with the grandson of the Gray Ming Ancestor at this moment?

Bang!
Chapter completed!
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