Jiang Lang's twenty-odd earth-level talismans made the young man from Tianlang Palace despair. Any talisman hit him. Qi Bing and Zuo Yiyi chased him and he had nine lives to die.
Since he knew clearly that he was going to die, he wanted to drag someone along to support him. Jiang Han had practiced the breath-condensing technique, and it seemed that he was only at the level of Xuanyou Realm, so he naturally chose to drag Jiang Han to be buried with him.
The red light on his long sword shone brightly, and he looked like a tiger coming out of its cage. It was as powerful as a mountain, roaring and killing Jiang Han.
With the combat power of the seventh level of Xuanyou Realm at full strength, he didn't believe that he couldn't kill a first level of Xuanyou Realm instantly.
"Jiang Han, retreat!"
Zuo Yiyi and Qi Bing rushed towards this side at full speed. Seeing the young man from Tianlang Palace rushing towards Jiang Han like a vicious tiger, Zuo Yiyi quickly started drinking.
Jiang Han did not retreat!
This person is too fast, and the sword has locked onto him, so he has no time to retreat.
He held the long sword and rushed forward, releasing the seven-fold sword. The long sword, along with afterimages, suddenly struck at the young man from Tianlang Hall.
"die--"
There was a look of despair on the lips of the young man from Tianlang Palace, and his long sword slashed down Jiang Han's sword with great force.
He firmly believed that with his strength, he could easily knock away Jiang Han's sword, and then the sword would split Jiang Han into two pieces alive.
"Buzz~"
However, the moment the long sword slashed down, Jiang Han's figure shone slightly, and then his figure froze in place. The young man from Tianlang Palace's sword penetrated Jiang Han's figure and struck the air.
Jiang Han changed his form and appeared behind the young man from Tianlang Palace. He suddenly swung his sword and slashed at the young man in the middle.
This young man was worthy of being a strong man at the seventh level of the Xuanyou Realm. His reaction speed was extremely fast. He did not turn around, quickly retracted his sword, and stabbed backward from under his arm with his backhand.
"Bang!"
Jiang Han's long knife hit the young man's waist, but he didn't expect the sound of gold and iron colliding. The young man actually had soft armor under his clothes.
The young man's long sword thrust out from his armpit and pierced Jiang Han's chest so fast that Jiang Han had no way to avoid it.
Jiang Han could only unleash his weapon-shattering magical power. The red air in his left hand shone and turned into sharp claws, grabbing at the long sword. At the same time, his long knife suddenly pulled down and sliced off the young man's left calf.
"Kakaka~"
The magical power of breaking weapons was so abnormal that the young man's long sword was broken into pieces and he was caught and turned into powder.
The young man turned his head to look, with a look of shock on his face, and then he let out a scream. His left calf was slashed by Jiang Han's sharp long knife, and a section of his calf was severed.
"Drink~"
He saw Jiang Han swing his long sword again, and at the critical moment of life and death, he suddenly clapped his palm, and a strong wind blew up.
Jiang Han's body was blown away and he fell to the ground in pain.
"die!"
Zuo Yiyi arrived, and the huge hammer fell from the sky. The young man could only watch the hammer fall, and his body was smashed into a living meat pie.
Over there, Jiang Lang flew over and helped Jiang Han, who was falling on the ground, up. He looked at Jiang Han with bright eyes and said, "Xiao Hanhan, the move you did just now to break the weapon was so cool, was it a magical power?
"
Qi Bing flew down, instead of chasing down those Purple Mansion Realm warriors, and looked at Jiang Han with some curiosity.
The sword that the Heavenly Wolf Palace warrior stabbed Jiang Han just now, if Jiang Han hadn't scratched the weapon to pieces, he would have been stabbed to death. She was naturally curious about such a powerful magical power.
"Well, I realized it accidentally..."
Jiang Han laughed, looked at the purple mansion warriors who were fleeing, and said, "Aren't you going to chase them?"
"No more killing!"
Zuo Yiyi put away the hammer and said nonchalantly: "It is not my style to rely on the strong to bully the weak. As long as all the strong men in the Xuanyou Realm of Tianlang Palace are killed, aren't these Zifu Realm warriors just lambs to be slaughtered? Let
Just kill Gu Yunfeng and the others."
Zuo Yiyi and Qi Bing are not easy to kill, and neither is Jiang Han. As long as there is no threat to him, it doesn't matter whether they kill him or not.
With his current fighting strength, no matter how many people at the ninth level of the Purple Mansion Realm can hurt him, they are too lazy to chase him.
Jiang Lang didn't make a move from beginning to end, only Niu fiercely swung the ax and howled, chasing him all the way.
"Let's go!"
Zuo Yiyi was afraid that Niu Meng would be surrounded by strong men coming from the enemy, so she took the badge from the young man's clothes on the ground and chased after him with everyone.
…
What everyone didn't know was that a huge cold iron warship was suspended two hundred feet in the sky above everyone's heads.
The warship floated quietly above everyone, but no one who was fighting fiercely below noticed it.
There were two people standing on the deck of the warship, an old man with a white beard and white robe, holding a black dragon-headed cane.
In front of him stood a beautiful girl in a yellow dress, with a silver sword hanging from her waist, yellow embroidered shoes on her feet, and a wreath of small yellow flowers on her head.
People are more beautiful than flowers, and flowers are more beautiful than flowers.
"Escape? Teleport? Shatter soldiers?"
The beautiful woman in the yellow dress looked at Jiang Han who was running below her. She raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Uncle Yang, who is this young man?"
The old man, who was leaning on a dragon-head crutch, said with a smile: "Holy girl, this son's name is Jiang Han. Zuo Yiyi brought him back to Yunmeng Pavilion from a small town below a year ago. He is one of the members of the Killing God Team. It is said that he is in
When I was in the Purple Mansion Realm, I realized two or three magical powers."
"oh?"
The girl in the yellow skirt's eyes were changing, but there was no hint of happiness or anger. She didn't ask any more questions and said indifferently: "Follow me."
"Here!"
Uncle Yang waved his hand, shooting out a stream of light, and the warship started slowly.
The warship flew in mid-air without making any sound, and Jiang Han Zuo Yiyi and others below were not aware of it, as if the warship could become invisible.
Down below, Jiang Han and the others ran quickly and caught up with Niu Meng. Just as they were about to let Niu Meng stop and rest, three figures flew towards them from a distance.
Two of the three people have tattoos of different colors on their faces, their aura is as strong as a mountain, and their momentum is as strong as a rainbow. The remaining one is obviously at the ninth level of the Xuanyou Realm.
"Shadow wolf, white wolf!"
Zuo Yiyi saw the expressions of the three people change slightly. Two of the three people were the Young Wolf Lords of the Tianlang Palace. They were powerful in battle and possessed powerful magical powers.
Zuo Yiyi and Qi Bing looked at each other, feeling a little hesitant in their hearts. If only two people at the ninth level of the Mysterious Nether Realm came, they would definitely choose to fight without any hesitation.
Now that there are three of them, it's a bit difficult to deal with. Can they each face one, Jiang Han and Jiang Lang Niu Meng, can they hold up a person at the ninth level of the Mysterious Nether Realm?
While Zuo Yiyi and Qi Bing were still hesitating, Niu Meng roared and rushed forward with an axe.
The khaki skin of his body shone with light, patterns appeared one after another, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in a layer of khaki scales.
"Come on!"
Zuo Yiyi and Qi Bing sighed helplessly. Qi Bing turned to look at Jiang Han and Jiang Lang and said: "You two and Niu Meng besieged the man on the left. Yiyi, you go fight against the white wolf. Leave the shadow wolf to me."
"Be careful on your own. If you are defeated, Jiang Han, you guys, escape from the ground immediately and leave us alone!"
"good!"
Jiang Han tightened the sword in his hand, his eyes were hot and his fighting spirit was high.
He has killed a strong man at the sixth level of the Mysterious Nether Realm. The strong man at the seventh level of the Mysterious Nether Realm just now didn't seem to be that good. Now he is facing a ninth-level Xuanyou Realm man. How strong is he?
He wants to try it!
Jiang Han rushed forward with a knife, but Jiang Lang shrank back and hid behind a stone.
He poked half of his head out and looked at the three powerful men of the ninth level of Xuanyou who were charging violently in the distance. He said with a sad face: "My dear mother, those are three of the ninth level of Xuanyou, and the other two are prestigious young men.
Wolf Lord, do you think it’s the three Han Linfengs? Sigh... with a few such brainless teammates, I will be really unlucky for eight lifetimes."