"You trash, you want to fight me, you are really desperate." Wu Lian's face was full of disdain.
"We respect you as a disciple of Lingfu, so we have to tolerate you a lot. Don't think that we are afraid of you." Han Luo's eyes were cold, and he held the unsheathed silver sword in his hand, his spiritual power secretly flowing.
The rest of the underworld members also activated their spiritual power, staring closely at Wu Lian, ready to take action at any time.
"More than a dozen spiritual master-level monks dare to talk so shamelessly. If you are not afraid of me, then go ahead and let me see if you surnamed Han are all idiots who don't know what to say."
The surrounding Han family disciples also noticed something was wrong, and their expressions changed. It seemed that Wu Lian was not here to give guidance on cultivation, but to cause trouble.
"Do it."
Han Luo shouted angrily and took the lead in swinging his sword. A sword light several meters long shot out and stabbed Wu Lian's throat. The other gang members also attacked, and more than a dozen spiritual skills were thrown at Wu Lian's body.
The Han family disciples who were watching felt the fluctuations in spiritual power and looked shocked.
"How is this possible at the spiritual master stage?" Someone shouted in disbelief, "They have all broken through to the spiritual master stage."
"This..." The other Han family disciples stared blankly, speechless.
"Are you very strong at the spiritual master stage? I really don't know what to say." Wu Lian's eyes swept over the faces of the Han family disciples who were watching, taking in all their expressions, and he sneered with disdain.
"Today I will show you what real power is." He waved his hand, and substantial flames appeared in the air around him. Those flames condensed together to form a solid flame light curtain.
Boom boom boom, the spiritual skills fired by Han Luo and others fell on the light curtain and exploded, without even shaking the light curtain in the slightest.
"Fire Palm."
Wu Lian let out a low shout and smacked his palm lightly. The flame screen split instantly, and more than a dozen flame palm prints shot out, hitting the chests of Han Luo and others in a flash.
The fire flashed, and the clothes on his chest were incinerated, leaving a black palm print, and a burnt smell spread in the air.
"Puff puff puff..."
More than a dozen people spurted out blood at the same time, and their bodies were shot backwards more than ten meters away. Bang, they fell to the ground and lost consciousness, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
"So...so strong." The Han family disciples who were watching took a breath of cold air and were horrified.
The gap between those in the underworld and the Lingfu disciples was too big. It was not a battle on the same level at all, but a crushing of ants by the strong.
"You have gone too far. Even if you are a disciple of Lingfu, you should not bully the weak." Han Long's voice sounded from behind the crowd, and all the Han family disciples stepped back to make way for him.
Han Long is now the most powerful young disciple of the Han family and the future head of the family.
"You're not bad." Wu Lian looked Han Long up and down and smiled lightly, with disdain still on his lips, "But you're not strong enough."
Han Long stared at Wu Lian, an invisible sense of oppression came from his body. There was no doubt that Wu Lian's cultivation and strength were far superior to them, but for the dignity of the Han family, even if he knew
There is no doubt that we will lose, and we must never give in.
"You are stronger than me, but I won't admit defeat."
"Sure enough, you guys surnamed Han are all idiots. If you know you can't do anything but stop doing something, it's not courage, but recklessness." Wu Lian commented.
"You're right, I have always been a reckless man, but did you know that every reckless man has his own merits?" Han Long's face was expressionless, not angry, just indifferent.
"advantage?"
"Reckless man, I have never been afraid of death, and I don't know what fear is."
Han Long suddenly raised his voice, amber spiritual power emerged on his body, and a layer of rock armor condensed out. Boom, boom, boom, he strode out and appeared in front of Wu Lian in an instant.
"Spiritual power materialized, Lingzong stage." The surrounding Han family disciples were even more shocked. They didn't know that Han Yi had given spiritual liquid to the Han family's late spiritual disciple and spiritual master stage monks. They always thought that Han Long was just
A monk in the middle stage of spiritual mastership.
"Boss Han Long, we must beat him down." The gang members roared.
"Yes, come on, boss Han Long." All the gang members started shouting.
Bang, Han Long bombarded with all his strength, Wu Lian's palm was wrapped in red flames and Han Long was bombarded. Every time it collided with the spiritual power of the earth attribute and the fire attribute, it would explode, and the energy flow would shoot to the ground, instantly exploding a number.
A pothole as big as a meter.
Han Long took advantage of his close combat skills to the extreme. What Han Yi taught him on the ship flashed through his mind. The use of power is not to be released without reservation, but to be freely released and released in one go. Those are all about luck.
Skill.
Just like river water, if there are no ditches to guide the flow, it will only escape in all directions, but if there are ditches, it can gather all its power and rush to the sea, endlessly.
Spiritual power surged through Han Long's meridians, and finally poured into his limbs and bones. Every muscle on his body was undulating, and the power flowed through it in a somewhat chaotic manner.
Controlling power is indeed too difficult.
Han Long stepped forward and punched Wu Lian in the face. Bang, Wu Lian blocked it with a palm. Han Long turned around and struck with an elbow. Bang, Wu Lian blocked with his arms. Bang, bang, bang...the figures of the two people.
They were crossing each other in the martial arts field at a terrifying speed. The Han family disciples who were watching could hardly see clearly the figures of the two fighting each other. They could only see blurry shadows.
Huhu, Li Mo was the first to appear on the edge of the martial arts field. He was a little surprised when he saw Wu Lian and Han Long fighting. From this point of view, the fight between Wu Lian and Han Long seemed to be a bit of a competition. But when he saw the people lying around,
The expressions of the dozen or so Han family disciples who were standing there darkened.
Han Yi appeared shortly after. Without any hesitation, he came to the injured and unconscious people, took out the healing elixir from the space ring, and stuffed it into their mouths.
"Look, that person seems to be Han Yi." A's eyes widened.
"What nonsense are you talking about? It's obviously Mr. Ji." A certain Yi squinted.
"I think he is really Han Yi." A certain Bing asserted, "Although he is darker now, I remember there is a mole on his chin."
"Are you sure you remember correctly?" Person B was shocked.
"Boss..." Han Si opened his eyes and looked happy when he saw Han Yi, then his face turned gloomy, "We are really useless."
"I don't blame you, that guy is too strong." Han Yi comforted, "Just have a good rest."
Wu Lian in the martial arts field raised his lips when he saw Han Yi, the spiritual energy in his dantian surged out, he stepped on his feet, and the speed of his attack suddenly accelerated.
His right palm struck Han Long's chest with lightning speed, and several cracks appeared in the rock armor. Han Long was knocked back by the huge force. Wu Lian stepped forward, his left hand turned into a claw, and Han Long crossed his hands to resist.
Hey, the rock armor on his arm was pierced, and the power of scorching flames invaded it, making his arm extremely painful.
"Han Long, come back quickly." When Han Yi saw Wu Lian not holding back, his face changed and he shouted angrily.
"Boss, leave the Han family to me from now on." Han Long said in his heart, and the power under his feet exploded, and he immediately rushed towards Wu Lian. He actually gave up his defense, and his chest opened wide.
"Idiot." Wu Lian sneered, his right hand turned into a claw, and pierced through the rock armor in a flash. Han Long had no time to resist, and he didn't even think about resisting.
He grabbed Wu Lian's wrist and laughed crazily.
"I got you."
Han Long twisted his body, and all his spiritual power was injected into the rock armor. Wu Lian was unable to pull out his palm for a moment. With a click, his wrist broke under Han Long's desperate twisting, and heartbreaking pain hit his brain.
"You bitch, how dare you hurt me? You'll die."
Wu Lian jumped like thunder, veins on his forehead jumped, and he struck out a palm with his left hand instantly. Bang, ka ka ka, Han Long was blown away by the huge force, and the rock armor on his body exploded.
"Pfft." He spurted out blood.
Han Yi hugged Han Long's burly body, removed all his strength, and placed Han Long lightly on the ground.
His sternum had been completely broken, and his internal organs were burned by the powerful power of flames. Han Yi pressed down gently with his palm, white spiritual power was injected into his body crazily, and he took out a high-level healing elixir from the space ring and stuffed it into it.
in his mouth.
"Pfft..." Blood still kept pouring out of Han Long's mouth. The spiritual power of Luo Shen Jue was unable to expel the power of fire in his body for a while. Once the two forces collided, Han Long
The internal organs will be crushed in an instant.
The healing elixir had no effect, and the repairing effect of the medicine was far inferior to the damage caused by the flames.
"Boss, boss, am I going to die?" Han Long looked at Han Yi with tears in his eyes.
"No, no, I will save you, I will definitely save you." Han Yi gritted his teeth and tried hard to control his emotions, "By the way, Elder Mu, Elder Mu can definitely save you."
He suddenly raised his head and roared.
"Elder Mu, if you don't come out, I will withdraw from Ling Mansion."
"Don't be so impulsive, guy. If you quit the Ling Mansion, the master of the palace will take my life." Elder Mu's voice rang in his ears, and no one in the martial arts field saw him.
How did it appear?
"Elder Mu, please save him quickly."
"Okay, okay, I really owed you in my last life." Elder Mu glanced at Han Yi, raised his hand, and a green beam of light shot into Han Long's body. The power of the fire in his body was instantly extinguished, and the fire in his organs was
The injury healed quickly, and the broken sternum returned to its original shape one by one.
Seeing that Han Long had regained his vitality, Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief. He slowly stood up and looked at Wu Lian, his face gloomy and filled with murderous intent.
"Wu Lian, very good, very good. I won't provoke you, but you insist on provoking me, so let's give it a fight."
"Han Yi, don't be impulsive." Elder Mu spoke out, but before his voice fell, Han Yi had already disappeared.
Boom, the black fist hit Wu Lian's face. Wu Lian, who had already suffered a loss once, knew the terror of Han Yi's physical strength and did not dare to fight hard. He raised his hand and waved, and a layer of flame light curtain appeared out of thin air.
, blocked Han Yi's iron fist.
The flame light curtain trembled and was instantly penetrated, and the fire light scattered in all directions.
"Glimpses of light."
Han Yi shouted low, and his body was divided into three parts. The giant palace and the Leixiao Sword appeared in the palm of his hand. The three Han Yi pounced towards Wu Lian, the dancing swords drew a perfect sword circle, and the air roared.