Just as everyone was holding their breath and looking around, Li Shisan's anxious and nervous voice came out.
Soon after, a flash of silver light suddenly appeared behind Mr. Tong. Mr. Tong, who felt something was wrong, had no time to react.
Just when Tong Lao was about to turn around and react, the man behind him twisted his body in mid-air, and a kick as heavy as a mountain tore through the space with a roar, and directly swept the Tong Lao behind.
back.
The tyrannical force of his legs knocked Lao Tong's whole body away, like an arrow from a string flying all the way.
The old man's face turned pale, showing a very painful expression, and you could faintly see a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth. It seemed that Han Ze had gathered enough strength for this kick.
Han Ze succeeded in the move and did not stop. Three pairs of air wings flapped and he chased after him. His fists fell on Tong Lao like raindrops.
At this moment, everyone's hearts froze.
From heaven to hell, and from hell to heaven again and again, no one can stand this rapid reversal.
'boom!'
After a series of punches and kicks, Han Ze crossed his fingers and hugged each other, and suddenly hit Mr. Tong on the chest, intending to smash him into the molten ground.
The whistling wind blew past Tong Lao's ears, and as he fell at an extremely fast speed, the old man forcibly twisted his body.
Just when his body was less than a hundred meters away from the ground, Tong Lao put his palm down and suddenly spurted out a stream of air to bounce his body up, thus preventing his body from coming into contact with the high-temperature molten liquid.
"so close!"
Tong Lao, who was staying above the lava, turned pale and secretly wiped his hands with cold sweat.
If exposed to lava without the protection of an air shield, even Wu Zong's powerful physique would be severely burned. If things went wrong, he would become the next Han Ze.
Raising his arm to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Tong Lao finally understood that Han Ze had always had reservations before.
Ever since his eyes changed, both his aura and his strength were completely different.
Originally, the overall strength of the two was almost the same, but now this sudden reversal made Tong Laodun feel troubled.
If he was half sure that he could defeat Han Ze before, now based on the greatest estimate, he only has a 20% chance at most, or even lower.
"These eyes are so weird. What kind of skill is this? Or is it some kind of unknown secret technique?"
Huo Wu didn't know much about the puppets, but she was not stupid. She could sense a strange aura from each puppet, which meant that after the eyes of this group of people changed, their overall power would skyrocket.
To two turns.
At this moment, she was thinking that if she could also have such an ability, then with her cultivation as a pseudo-sect, it would not be a matter of minutes to leapfrog the level and challenge the existence of the Wuzong? This was much more tempting than martial arts.
After taking a short rest, Mr. Tong immediately started to take a preemptive strike. After using his teleportation, he miraculously appeared in front of Han Ze, as fast as lightning.
The next second, before Tong Lao could attack, a sneer from behind completely pulled him into the ice cave.
"We were taught by the same master. Couldn't he teach me what he taught you?"
Han Ze's body in front of him began to show signs of blur. Tong Lao's big hand passed through his body without any resistance, and his expression was frozen. He was really going to die now...
In Tong Lao's mind, this was the only thought that flashed through his mind.
The next second, another thunderous attack fell on him. Han Ze did not care about his friendship with the same sect and vented all his resentment over the years on Tong Lao.
Everything just happened in the light of calcium carbide fire. Unexpectedly, Tong Lao was beaten again and was unable to fight back. This was so different from the previous even match that the alchemists couldn't accept this reality!
A loud shout penetrated the air wall and spread to the sky. Han Ze raised his arm with flashing scales and punched Tong Lao in the face.
In an instant, Mr. Tong's cheek that had been hit by the punch became distorted, and his whole head and body began to turn.
Han Ze refused to give up, and when he was about to pull back his fist and punch again, Mr. Tong suddenly grabbed Han Ze's wrist and used the force of his body rotation to throw Han Ze away.
The sudden resistance surprised Han Ze. When he stabilized his body, Tong Lao's livid face appeared in front of him, and his piercing eyes released endless killing intent.
With their eyes facing each other, Tong Lao's hand burst out with a sharp stream of air, stabbing Han Ze's heart without hesitation.
Using such methods, other normal martial arts masters would probably be unwilling to perish, but Han Ze is not an ordinary martial arts master.
At the same time, Mr. Tong underestimated Han Ze’s silver armor and scales!
There was a sound of 'Bah!', and the sharp airflow on Old Tong's palm pressed against the former's heart. No matter how hard he tried, the airflow, which was sharper than a sword, could not penetrate Han Ze's silver armor and penetrate into his heart.
At this second, Tong Lao's expression was one of shock, and his whole person suddenly became much older.
Strong martial artists often fail to succeed in their attacks and are defeated. Han Ze is cunning and sophisticated and will not let go of every opportunity to defeat his opponent.
While Tong Lao was stunned and lost his mind, Han Ze grabbed his wrist with a big hand like an iron pliers, and said with a contemptuous smile, "You have underestimated my silver armor.
It’s so naive to want to break the defense!”
Before he finished speaking, Han Ze swung Tong Lao on the spot, and in an instant he danced into a roaring hurricane.
In the eyes of others, Tong Lao tragically became a doll in Han Ze's hands, unable to break free at his mercy.
I don't know how many times I swung it on the same spot, but Tong Lao's mind was already confused. He felt that the world was spinning, the mountains and rivers were upside down, and he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north.
Han Ze was enjoying it. He always remembered what Tong Lao had done to him, including others who hunted him down and set him on fire until he was completely burned. For so many years, he had lived without a human being or a ghost, only in the cloak.
Under the cover of this person, he would not feel inferior. All of this was given by the person in front of him.
Wanting to be here, Han Ze suddenly became angry, and the murderous intent continued to overflow from his eyes.
Immediately, Han Ze let go of his hand, and Tong Lao hit the air wall of the spirit sacrifice array with a strong force, causing ripples of turmoil.
As the air wall was hit, in the crowded place of 200,000 people on the ground, hundreds of people spat out blood and fell to the ground. People around them began to panic, causing quite a stir.
Han Ze laughed evilly, shouted loudly under his scarlet eyes and struck out with a palm "Mountain Seal!"