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Chapter 1958 Kill you, do you have any complaints?

There was a roar all around.

Some female disciples even screamed and quickly retreated to both sides.

Under the fighting platform, a vacuum zone appeared invisibly, and countless people stared at the corpse in front of them in disbelief.

Dead?

Ye Han...

Ye Han killed an inner disciple in public?

Even though that guy is only at the third level of the Supreme Immortal, and is mediocre among the inner sect disciples, his inner sect identity is there after all.

Ye Han, how dare he?

Killing people in public is a completely different situation than destroying those people in public.

Under the suppression of the academy's rules, Ye Han could not escape the death penalty.

Zhao Shanhe's brows were tightly knitted.

He seemed to be coming here recklessly, but at this moment his heart was beating hard.

Ye Han beheaded an inner disciple in public. He knew exactly what this meant.

"In the next life, take care of your own dogs."

Ye Han looked at Zhao Shanhe calmly.

"What did you say?"

In Zhao Shanhe's body, there seemed to be turbulent volcano-like energy and blood about to erupt.

"Get up here!"

After Ye Han finished speaking, he took one step forward and jumped directly into the battle field.

At this moment, two disciples were fighting. Drawn by Ye Han's momentum, the battle was immediately interrupted.

"Boy, you..."

The two disciples stared at Ye Han at the same time.

"roll!"

Ye Han spit out one word.

The sound waves are surging, like the sound of panic from the sky, deafening and deafening.

The two inner disciples who had entered the eighth level of the Supreme Immortal were trembling at the same time, showing signs of fear and fear.

"Walk!"

The two disciples didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore and walked out of the battle field helplessly.

At some point, the surroundings became silent, and even the commotion and whispers of the crowd disappeared.

Many people sense that something is wrong.

It seems like something big is going to happen in this battle field today.

"Get up here!"

Ye Han stood in the middle of the field, his eyes traveled through and locked onto Zhao Shanhe.

In an instant, countless eyes were focused on Zhao Shanhe, but they saw Zhao Shanhe hesitated and did not respond to the call to enter.

"Senior Brother Zhao, go up and kill him!"

"Senior Brother Zhao, there is no need to worry. Even if you kill this reckless Ye Han, it will be fine. If the academy rules require you to be punished, all of us will bear witness for you!"

"That's right, some people are looking for death. Who can stop them? Brother Zhao Shanhe, you are punishing evil and promoting good. You will directly kill this low-quality, despicable and shameless person to eliminate harm for the people."

Many disciples kept talking.

Zhao Shanhe's face became increasingly ugly.

Ordinary people don't understand how terrifying Ye Han is.

But at this moment, Zhao Shanhe, as the ninth level Immortal, was only one step away from being promoted to Immortal Lord and becoming a true disciple. With his strength and vision, he felt that something was wrong with Ye Han no matter how he looked at it.

Anyone who can pass the assessment of Guangyin Academy and be directly promoted to an inner disciple cannot be a fool.

Ye Han came alone today and was so strong. Is it really like what many people said, using Mu Xun'er's power to pretend to be powerful?

"Senior Brother Zhao, don't hesitate. Everyone supports you. Go up and kill Ye Han, a man of low character."

Someone spoke again, already eager to see Ye Han being suppressed.

Although they were extremely unhappy with Ye Han, they had to admit that at this time, unless the true disciples took action, only a handful of the strongest beings such as Zhao Shanhe among the inner disciples could suppress him.

Ye Han’s background.

Countless eyes were locked on him, and countless voices came into his ears, making Zhao Shanhe... unable to retreat.

Finally, after more than ten breaths of silence, he took a step forward, his body rose through the air, and appeared directly in the battle field.

"If I kill you, do you have any complaints?"

Seeing Zhao Shanhe enter the scene, Ye Hanlian laughed.

"Kill me?"

Qi and blood began to explode wildly around Zhao Shanhe's body.

Every moment, a stream of energy and blood divine light was transmitted, and it seemed that circles of energy and blood apertures were superimposed outside his body.

"I don't believe you can kill me!"

Zhao Shanhe stepped out.

"Let's do it, I'll give you the upper hand!"

Ye Hanlian glanced over it, as if looking at a dead person.

boom!

With a loud noise, Zhao Shanhe stepped into the void, his murderous intent and fighting intent piled up, and he was instantly blessed.

A long stick made of unknown immortal gold appeared, containing suffocating power. It was smashed down hard and fell from the sky.

Once he takes action, it is an extremely vicious move.

"Senior Brother Zhao is invincible!"

I don’t know how many disciples shouted excitedly: “Destroy this guy.”

Ye Han dares to ask Da?

I really don’t know whether to live or die.

It is said that a lion must fight a rabbit with all his strength. Today's battle is very likely to be a battle of life and death. Is this Ye Han so arrogant that he takes the initiative to let Zhao Shanhe take action first?

How ridiculous.

Above the battle field, a vacuum shook, and the shadows of sticks fell down all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun, directly submerging the battle field below.

The shadow of the stick is unpredictable, with equal emphasis on skill and strength. Each shadow seems to carry a huge force, and is simply domineering and boundless, approaching Ye Han's body almost instantly.

"snort!"

Ye Hanhan hummed.

At the moment when countless stick shadows were about to fall, he stretched out his right arm and opened up the world with one hand.

Above the arm, a large hand of immortal essence suddenly condensed and formed.

His big hands support the sky, and his defense is unparalleled.

Boom boom boom…….

A dense sound of loud noises suddenly came out.

Every roar seems to be transmitted to the depths of everyone's soul sea, knocking into the depths of their souls, causing the bodies of everyone around them to shake and their blood to boil.

All the changes last no more than a few breaths.

When the last roar fell, the vacuum seemed to shatter countless times.

However, Ye Han stood there motionless.

From the beginning to the end, he never moved even half a step. His eyes were extremely cold, staring into the air, locked on Zhao Shanhe.

"you……!"

Zhao Shanhe stood proudly in the void, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The experience just now was like a dream.

He had reached the peak of his fighting power, but he had not been able to shake Ye Han even a little bit.

That is his most powerful immortal technique: Nine Immortal Cudgels, Nine Cudgels Strike Out. With his current state, every blow can kill a supreme immortal and smash all kinds of divine bodies, imperial bodies, and war bodies in the immortal world.

body…….

But he failed to break through Ye Han's immortal hand.

"If I kill you, do you have any complaints?"

Ye Han spoke again.

But this time, before Zhao Shanhe could respond, Ye Han's body was shaken violently, his feet stomped on the ground, and he suddenly jumped up.

Boom!

The place rumbled and trembled.

The previously condensed Immortal Yuan hand did not disappear, but combined with Ye Han's own will, he moved forward in an instant.

The space above the battle field seemed to be shaking, shaking violently, and was about to collapse into powder at any time.

escape!

This was the only word in Zhao Shanhe's mind.

He felt a killing intent.

The murderous intention is so intense that it makes people tremble and despair.

This murderous intention made him despair and suffocated.


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