Divine Envoy Macallan looked at the tall subordinate and said in a arrogant tone: "Will you get out of here on your own, or will I catch you out?"
The "you" in this guy's mouth naturally refers to Netherworld.
It can be heard that this powerful Xuandu feels that he has completely defeated Netherworld, which is why he has such a condescending attitude.
Cheng Han paused with his right hand holding the pencil, hesitated for a moment, and issued an instruction: "Since we bumped into each other, let's fight!"
Although his true level of strength is still at the level of a mysterious master, relying on several super powerful mysterious seals, his combat power is enough to defeat all the mysterious masters in the world.
He felt that he could try to challenge Xuandu, practice his new abilities, and see what shortcomings he still had.
Nether's response was immediately heard: "Your Excellency, as you wish!"
in the screen.
The tall subordinate bowed slightly: "Your Excellency, the Envoy of God, I am very honored to accept your test!"
After he finished speaking, he made a "go to the right" gesture: "Ask the envoy for enlightenment!"
The words just fell.
The tall subordinate's whole body was instantly ignited with light blue flames.
When Macallan Divine Envoy suddenly saw this scene, he shrank slightly.
Originally, he received a secret message and knew that the opponent's strength was only at the level of a mystic master, but he didn't think so. How powerful can a mystic master be?
At this time, I witnessed this strange flame that I had never seen before, and I finally became cautious.
After a blink of an eye.
The tall subordinate was nowhere to be seen.
The ashes fell down and formed an arrow on the ground, pointing to the right side of the dense forest.
The Macallan Archangel muttered "pretending to be a ghost" with disdain, and his body suddenly exploded into a ball of black smoke, and he shot out rapidly.
This dense forest has regained its tranquility.
Speaker Arthur stared at Hui Ji with an extremely complicated expression.
*
Thousands of miles away.
In a wilderness.
A seemingly disparate battle broke out.
You Ming took the initiative to show up, glanced at the eye envoy, caught the connection between the other party, raised his hand and shot a divine darkness destroying spirit spear.
When fighting against the powerful Xuandu, you will naturally come up with the best tricks.
Several kilometers away.
The Macallan Divine Envoy had no expression on his face, but he was quite shocked in his heart.
At this moment, the distance between them is more than three kilometers, and even a high-level mystic master's attack limit when using mystical magic is not that far away.
The shadow of the gun shooting from a distance and the deep fluctuations emitted also quietly improved the evaluation in the heart of the envoy.
This mysterious man really has some skills!
The Macallan Divine Envoy's body turned into blue smoke and changed two positions at extremely fast speeds. He was unable to get rid of the gun and could only watch it fly up.
This moment.
The angel was finally shocked.
What kind of attack is this?!
The shadow of the gun flashed forward and hit the black mist on the body of the God Envoy.
"call!"
The blue flames ignited instantly.
Only a moment later.
Before the blue flame could spread, it was immediately hit by a surging spiritual tide and was extinguished.
Despite this, the Macallan Archangel became increasingly horrified.
He clearly felt that although the strange blue flame was extinguished, the spiritual sea was stirred up, and the mobilization of source energy produced a trace of stagnation.
It's really incredible that a mere mystical master can do this!
A sharp light flashed in Macallan's eyes and he shouted: "Go!"
Following this sound, extremely powerful fluctuations surged within the body of the divine messenger.
A large black mist surged out of thin air within a radius of a hundred meters, completely obscuring his figure.
The black mist condensed into more than a dozen black eagles with fangs and claws, and they rushed towards the Netherworld in groups at a terrifying speed of more than three kilometers per second.
at the same time.
"Ah~"
The Archangel Macallan let out a shrill howl.
Layers of ripples flashed through the air, and they quickly flew towards the Netherworld.
Wherever it passed, the surface vegetation withered instantly, and then turned into black fly ash.
Looking down from the sky, we can see a black zone up to a hundred meters wide, extending forward like a giant snake, swallowing up all life.
Facing this extremely fierce attack, any other mysterious master would have died.
But Netherworld has a way.
He chuckled lightly, and his figure instantly exploded into a ball of black mist, and then the black mist dissipated.
The place was deserted.
It’s the Leap of Dark Light!
far away.
The Macallan Divine Envoy witnessed this scene and snorted in his heart: "I have already guessed that you have such a move, otherwise you would not dare to fight with me."
at the same time.
This method of escaping without warning was a secret technique that the envoy had never seen before, and it filled his heart with surprise.
The brief moment of fighting really shocked him too much.
The god's heart moved, and a small statue in his arms emitted a dull black mist.
The guy's eyes jumped, and he yelled: "Kill!"
the other side.
The Black Mist Eagle transformed into a black spear, suddenly made a turn in the air, and struck at another location hundreds of meters away like lightning.
After a moment.
A wisp of black mist spilled out from mid-air, forming an illusory figure.
The black spear shot accurately and was about to penetrate the illusory figure.
The Macallan Divine Envoy suddenly showed a full smile.
This guy is dead!
He has a rare item that specifically suppresses dodging. He can spy on the fluctuations in space and then find the opponent's jumping position.
The moment the mysterious man appeared, he was mummified!
The next second.
Archangel Macallan's smile solidified.
The black spear passed by, and the illusory figure collapsed.
And one kilometer away.
The figure of the mysterious man appeared and laughed loudly: "Your Excellency, the Envoy of God, please say goodbye!"
The words just fell.
The other party disappeared again.
The angel's eyes widened in surprise.
how so?
How can one go wrong in judging extraordinary items?
Divine Envoy Macallan stood quietly and did not pursue him.
Because he knew that the fluctuations in the battle would definitely alarm the local Xuan Pavilion. If he stayed a little longer, the god of the Wanhao people would definitely descend and incarnate.
The divine envoy sighed softly, his whole body turned into black mist, and he flew quickly through the dense forest.
*
Inside the airship.
The halo fluctuated a few times and turned into starlight all over the sky.
Cheng Han was very satisfied.
The dodge method that just deceived the divine envoy was a new secret technique obtained after the True Flame Mysterious Seal was upgraded - Phantom Dark Flash.
This secret technique can create several phantoms that appear in different locations to confuse the enemy's judgment.
And this fight is enough to prove that although a single Netherworld can't do anything to a powerful person at the level of Xuandu, he can more than protect himself.
Cheng Han muttered in his heart: "If a group of Netherworlds swarmed up and used wolf pack tactics, they would be able to fight Xuandu!"
He put down the pencil in his hand and was secretly proud: "Unconsciously, I have become so good!"
The little girl next to her, Yingying, had a lively temperament. When she saw this, she immediately asked: "Uncle Han, do you want to take a rest?"
At first the twins called him "Mr. Designer", but now that they are familiar with each other, they started calling him "Uncle Han".
Cheng Han nodded and said, "Yes."
Yingying suddenly asked a question out of curiosity: "Uncle Han, mom said that you have practiced Jiuyuan martial arts. Why don't you practice martial arts on a daily basis?"
Every person who has formed the Seal of Origin Sense will definitely practice martial arts all year round.
After all, there are too many dangers in this world, and at critical moments, the more people who are proficient in martial arts, the higher the chance of saving their lives.
In the past few days, many people on the airship had discussed this point. The little girl had heard so much that she couldn't help but ask.
Cheng Han told the truth: "Ordinary exercise methods are not of much use to me. Besides, I don't like fighting very much."
Yingying flashed her big eyes and said "oh".
Several passengers sitting nearby heard the conversation between the two, and their expressions showed obvious suspicion.
A young male passenger muttered intentionally or unintentionally: "I'm just a sealer, not a warrior. You have such a loud voice!"
The guy paused for a moment, and then his voice got louder: "I am also a sealer, and I never think that ordinary methods are useless."
Cheng Han smiled slightly and was not angry: "Each sealer has a different physique, a different understanding of martial arts, and a different ability to adapt to cultivation methods."
The twins seemed to understand but still tried hard to listen.
The male passenger just said "hehe": "Who doesn't know the truth?"
Cheng Han thought to himself and said: "There are ever-changing methods of exercise. The so-called 'adapting to people's conditions' means only fools will stick to the old ways. Smart people should choose methods that are more suitable for themselves."
When the male passenger heard the word "idiot", his expression immediately changed: "What do you mean by riding on a horse?"
As soon as this statement came out.
The atmosphere in the observation hall immediately became tense.
Cheng Hanhun didn't care and continued: "For example, when I was painting, my right hand did not touch the pencil. There was actually a very small gap between the two."
The male passenger glanced at the painting on the drawing easel and his expression became suspicious.
As a sealer, this guy naturally understands it very well. If this sentence is true, this is indeed a very powerful training method.
Cheng Han waved at the pencil: "That's it."
With this movement, the pencil flew over with a "swish".
Cheng Han stretched out two fingers and made a "virtual clamping" gesture with a pencil. There was an obvious gap between the fingers and the pencil.
He made a "writing" posture again: "Using this method to practice can exercise the subtle control of force. I personally think the effect is very good."
While talking.
I saw a neat line of large characters quickly appearing on the paper, without any trace of scrawling.
The male passenger stared blankly for a few seconds, stood up, and left without saying a word.
Everyone could see that this guy was firmly restrained and had no shame in staying here any longer, so he had no choice but to leave in disgrace.
The twin sisters looked at the drawing board and then at Cheng Han. They had two identical little faces with obvious admiration.
Cheng Han smiled and said to them: "Let's go! I'll take you back!"
The twin sisters nodded together: "Okay!"
Cheng Han quickly packed up his things and left with the two little girls.
After a while.
Someone in the observation hall started talking in low voices.
"Was that move difficult just now?"
"Of course it's difficult!"
"Let's put it this way, if you use force to control the pencil through the air, the pencil will definitely shake constantly. It's good if ordinary people who are doing seals can barely write."
"Mr. Han actually wrote so neatly. This is definitely a very good skill!"
"I see!"
"I thought Mr. Han was just painting all day long, but it turns out he works harder than anyone else."