Bang! Zhao Su suddenly let out a shrill scream, and a crisp slap sounded on his face, and then his body was like a dead dog. Being slapped, he spun three times in the air and fell hard to the ground.
On the ground, there was bleeding from the mouth and nose, and several teeth were missing.
What?
Everyone was dumbfounded.
The genius who came from Xuanyuan Holy Land was knocked down by Lin Han's slap.
They all have the urge to see hell.
How could this young man be so powerful?
"No, how is this possible..." Zhao Su was in a daze, touching the blood flowing from his mouth, and shouted.
He felt like an ant moved to an elephant, which was very unreasonable.
The disciples of Xuanyuan Holy Land also changed their expressions in horror. They took a few steps back and looked at Lin Han with a much more serious look.
Senior Brother Zhao Su ranks very high among the geniuses of Xuanyuan Holy Land.
Looking at the entire Deity Realm, there are very few young people who can achieve this level.
Lin Han's ability to do it really surprised them.
"Boy, who are you?"
At that moment, Zhao Su looked at Lin Han with a look of horror in his eyes and asked.
In his opinion, Lin Han must be a genius among some hidden forces, otherwise he would not be so unknown.
Moreover, his age must be false.
Even among the hidden forces, it is impossible for anyone to reach this stage in their twenties. This is a fantasy.
"Who I am has nothing to do with you, do you still want my Yuetian Dog now?"
Lin Han smiled, walked over, stretched out the sole of his foot, stepped hard on Zhao Su's head, and asked.
The force was not strong, but Zhao Su's head was pressed tightly to the ground, making him unable to lift it up.
You must know that he is a genius in Xuanyuan Holy Land, a symbol of nobility, and no one dares to do this to them.
Lin Han's move shocked many people.
The other disciples of Xuanyuan Holy Land were furious, feeling that Lin Han was slapping them in the face in front of everyone.
"Boy, even if you have some skills, you shouldn't be so arrogant. Let's go together and this boy will win!"
"Yes, kill him!"
"Xuanyuan Holy Land cannot be insulted!"
The disciples of Xuanyuan Holy Land all drew out the swords on their waists, and with a cold light and shocking murderous intent, they thrust their swords towards Lin Han.
They are already extremely powerful, and they can all act independently. With so many people attacking together, their power is extremely powerful, and it is also extremely scary.
At this moment, a cold wind blew on the streets, as if the cold winter was coming in the twelfth lunar month, which made many people tremble.
Zhao Su also laughed viciously, and secretly made up his mind that when he broke free, Lin Han would not be able to survive or die.
Even if Lin Han defeated him with one move, he felt that he was too careless and did not use his true skills at all.
If he could break free, he would definitely be able to deal with Lin Han.
"court death!"
However, in the face of their attack, Lin Han smiled contemptuously and looked as usual. Then he waved his sleeves and a hurricane appeared out of thin air, like an unstoppable torrent, hitting the front.
"Ahhhh..." The swords of those people were instantly like chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a blow, and they were all shattered.
Then, during Lin Han's attack, a majestic momentum bombarded them, causing them all to fly backwards.
No one felt better, most of them had their bodies broken open and blood was flowing continuously. Some even those with low strength were turned into blood mist on the spot and died miserably.
Lin Han's move once again aroused the fear of many people.
"Why is this happening..." Zhao Su was completely heartbroken. He raised his head with difficulty and saw this scene. For him, it was no less than a cold knife thrust into his heart, and he felt that the world was plunged into darkness.
If he thought he could crush Lin Han if he faced it well before, now he has no confidence at all.
It turns out that Lin Han's true strength is so abnormal.
He is no match at all.
He really couldn't accept it.
“Go away, if you see me next time, stay away from me, you know?
Otherwise, I will beat you once I see you."
Lin Han's eyes were indifferent and he didn't care about these minions. He kicked with the sole of his foot and with a bang, like a ball, he kicked Zhao Su away and hit the wall not far away hard, causing the solid wall to collapse.
Gaps were opened.
Zhao Su was rolling on the ground in pain.
Lin Han said coldly to Zhao Su.
Zhao Suqi's teeth were almost broken. Damn it, he had never been so humiliated in Xuanyuan Holy Land for thousands of years.
If Lin Han is not made to pay the price today, it will be even more uncomfortable than killing him.
At that moment, he shouted to the sky at the top of his lungs: "Senior Brother Gongsun, please come forward, someone is insulting me, a Xuanyuan Holy Land disciple!"
"Senior Brother Gongsun?
Could it be that he is Gongsun Wentian, one of the three great saints of Xuanyuan Holy Land?"
Hearing this, many people were startled, their hearts trembled, and they lost their voices.
Gongsun Wentian is a famous name in the God Realm. Apart from Xuanyuan Yun, the first holy son of Xuanyuan Holy Land, he has some rivals among the young people in the God Realm.
He ranks third among the three saint sons of Xuanyuan Holy Land.
Huangpu Haoran is far from his opponent.
No one expected that he would be alarmed just like that.
I heard that his realm has reached the eighth level of the Five Elements Realm, and is not even far from the ninth level.
"Gongsun Wentian?"
Lin Han also frowned. Xuanyuan Holy Land, as the first of the ten Holy Lands, is indeed very powerful. Other Holy Lands only have one Holy Son, but he has three Holy Sons, all of whom are the kings among the Holy Sons.
Gongsun Wentian, Su Liujian, and Xuanyuan Cloud are famous in the endless starry sky.
The appearance of any one of them can make hundreds of millions of young people look up to them.
Now that this person was about to arrive, there was something strange in his heart.
"So brave, who dares to go against Xuanyuan Holy Land?"
Not long after Zhao Su's voice fell, a loud shout, as dull as thunder, sounded in the noisy street.
Then, with a rumble, a magnificent and surging blood energy swept over from the end of the street like a tide.
An extraordinary man wearing black clothes flew towards here riding endless waves of light.
Under his feet, there was a huge black sword, like a ship, exuding a calm and heavy flavor.
He just flew here and naturally exuded aura, which made many young people want to kowtow and surrender to him.
"Is this Gongsun Wentian?"
Many people couldn't help but have a hint of curiosity in their eyes.
Lin Han also looked over.
I saw that Gongsun Wentian was about thirty years old, with fair skin like a woman, long hair reaching her waist, and was dressed in black, which added a cold look. In the twinkling eyes, there was a strange scene of stars sinking and the moon falling, which was very
