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Chapter 1111 Identity blurred

This holy image was probably built by the Lord of Licheng. The masters of the Buddha world are all instructors in the Buddha world. He needs to build holy images to absorb the power of faith.

As long as someone believes in him and bows devoutly to his image, he will inevitably strengthen his faith.

These powers can be accumulated continuously in his body and always help him break through the realm.

At this time, the Buddha light flashed on the body of the lord of Licheng City must have been caused by the fact that the entire Licheng people began to kneel down and worship.

Han Yi was confident that Licheng would not perish.

Because the power of the Lord of Licheng City will continue to increase, he will never consume it.

On the contrary, the other party will not be like this, and the other party's strength will definitely be exhausted.

At this time, Han Yi stood under the square statue, quietly waiting for the other party's arrival.

This time, Han Yi went against the rules, waiting openly and fighting openly, which would put invisible pressure on the local area.

Every step Han Yi took has a certain reason, and every calculation will be clear, all for his own victory.

"It's you!" After the other party came, he looked at Han Yi coldly.

"It's you." Han Yi said with a smile.

"You should have known it was me for a long time." The master of the Blood Hand Pavilion squinted his eyes and looked at Han Yi.

Looking at Han Yi's unscrupulous eyes, he even felt a little suspicious that maybe he was trapped this time.

However, his thoughts surrounded the entire square, and no outsiders were present. He couldn't help but wonder why the person in front of him was so confident.

"You should know the purpose of me bringing you here." Han Yi said with a smile.

"Of course! You originally wanted to plot the array eye, but I showed it, so you wanted to lead me here and kill me." The master of the Blood Hand Pavilion said slowly.

His emotions were also very relaxed. He was a master of Xuanxian. He had the advantage and didn't need to have any tension at all.

"You're right! But have you ever thought that when you come here, you will die?" Han Yi said with a smile.

"To be honest, I did think about it, but after I arrived, I understood that you were just bluffing." The master of the Blood Hand Pavilion said with a smile.

"Indeed, I was just bluffing, but if you think about it carefully, can I not think of anything you can do?" Han Yi said with a smile.

"Hmm?" The master of the Blood Hand Pavilion suddenly frowned.

"So, you're still trapped, and many things are not something you can imagine." Han Yi smiled.

"What the hell are you going to do? You are no match for me!" The master of the Blood Hand Pavilion stared at Han Yi.

His thoughts were thrown to a distant place again, but this place still had no breath, which means that Han Yi had no help at all.

"I thought of everything you can think of, so you will definitely fall today." Han Yi's voice suddenly became cold.

"Do you think you can kill me today?" The master of the Blood Hand Pavilion really couldn't believe it.

At this time, he had already made a very surprised expression, but at this time he did not dare to take action first.

He didn't move, and Han Yi would naturally not move either. He just wanted to wait for Han Yi to take action, but Han Yi remained unmoved now.

Han Yi smiled and felt very relaxed. He just wanted to make this atmosphere, which made him panic first, leading to his own judgment errors. In the end, Han Yi would find an opportunity to kill him.

The master of the Blood Hand Pavilion is the weakest among the four great immortals, and he is also the most impulsive. He is the youngest among them, so he naturally wants to win the first prize, so he will always try this kind of opportunity.

With too many attempts, there will naturally be more failures.

This is the ratio between victory and loss. If you want to succeed, you will definitely fail many times before you can succeed, without exception.

Han Yi was very careful and carefully observed the other party's emotions. As long as the other party had a slight hesitation, Han Yi would take action.

"Actually, you are already frightened now." Han Yi smiled.

"You?" The master of the Blood Hand Pavilion seemed to be unable to hold back his anger.

"Actually, I just want to test you. You really began to hesitate and even a little scared. You should really feel ashamed!" Han Yi said coldly.

"Are you a disciple of heaven? If you are a disciple of heaven, we don't need today's battle at all. I will give you face in heaven. I don't care what you are here to do, and there is no intersection between us!" The master of the Blood Hand Pavilion said coldly.

This is already very obvious. Today, as long as Han Yi admits that he is a person in heaven, no matter the authenticity of your identity, he will not attack you.

"Very good! Actually, I also want to admit that I am a paradise, but my goal cannot be achieved. You should also know our temper. For the purpose, I will not hesitate if I can use an identity to make you fall." Han Yi said coldly.

His meaning was very vague, neither admitting nor refuting, and he expressed only one meaning, that is, killing the other party.

"Okay! Very good! Since I have said this, I will not show mercy!" The master of the Blood Hand Pavilion suddenly glared.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Han Yi jumped away directly, and the entire statue was bombarded immediately, and the statue actually had a slight shaking.

Han Yi was extremely surprised that the power of this Xuanxian master could not destroy a holy statue, which was simply incredible.

At the same time, a strong golden light suddenly surged around the icon, directly surrounding the icon to avoid being hurt again.

The master of the Blood Hand Pavilion was also a little surprised, but these seemed to be within his expectations.

"You are not here to find the little princess! You are here to deal with the city lord of Licheng!" Han Yi suddenly said subconsciously.

"Hmm?" The master of the Blood Hand Pavilion narrowed his eyes.

"Do you have anything else to say now?" The master of the Blood Hand Pavilion began to slowly walk forward.

The master of the Blood Hand Pavilion thought Han Yi was scared, and a proud look began to appear on his face.

"My purpose is the little princess of the Wang family. Now I know that we are not on the same path!" Han Yi suddenly said in a hurry.

Han Yi was actively showing weakness. At such a critical moment, Han Yi took the initiative to show weakness, which directly caused the other party to feel a illusion of fear.

Han Yi was secretly happy inside, but he was still fooled.

The masters of the Blood Hand Pavilion ignored them and directly killed Han Yi.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

"I am a disciple of heaven. Do you really want to kill me?" Han Yi said excitedly.

"You are indeed a man from heaven! What are you doing with the Wang family?!" said the master of the Blood Hand Pavilion immediately.

When Han Yi heard this, he believed this person so easily, and he actually believed it, otherwise he would not have asked this.
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