Mu Yunyao was also standing aside, still wearing a silver iron mask on her face. No one could see clearly what kind of expression she had under her mask at this time. They could only hear her speaking unhurriedly:
"Feihonghou is really decisive and ruthless. For a young talent like Han Jiulin who can threaten his future status, Feihonghou will naturally not give him any chance to grow up. For people like Han Jiulin, the outcome is probably already doomed.
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Mu Yunyao felt extremely disappointed at this moment. Since Han Jiulin was dead, not only would the owner of Ghost Villa want to choose someone else, but he would also have no chance to conquer Han Jiulin's heart.
At this moment, a surprised word suddenly sounded not far away:
"Oh my god, this... this was all done by Han Jiulin?"
Mu Yunyao followed the sound and looked to the other end of the street, only to see many corpses floating one after another on the rolling blood-colored water. Judging from the clothes, they must all be disciples of Feihonghou Mansion.
Mu Yunyao saw corpses drifting past in front of her eyes along with the bloody wave. After a brief reckoning, she realized that the corpses of at least thirty disciples of the Feihong Alliance were floating away in front of her eyes.
But after the blood faded away, only countless corpses were left lying staggered on the street. Most of these corpses had no heads on them, and some even turned into mummies and a pile of mangled and rotten flesh.
This situation can almost be seen only in hell, but now it is displayed in front of everyone's eyes.
What made everyone even more unbelievable was the young hero who stepped over countless corpses next.
Han Jiulin is not dead!
He actually did it, killing all the cultivators under the Feihong Alliance who participated in the siege against him!
At this moment, the person who was most unbelievable about the scene in front of him was Zhang Qishan, who had previously circulated spiritual energy in his body here to prevent his practice from being unstable.
As he had expected, more than 30 Feihong League disciples led by Qiu Xiuming would go together to encircle and suppress a seriously injured Han Jiulin. It was a sure thing.
But the actual result was far beyond his expectation.
Not only did Han Jiulin not die, but the disciples of the Feihong Alliance he brought were killed to pieces by him. Even his junior brother Qiu Xiuming, who had reached the eighth-level magical realm, died in the battle.
How could Han Jiulin's cultivation level soar in such a short period of time?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
However, what Zhang Qishan saw before his eyes forced him to accept this reality.
Some cultivators hiding in the streets and alleys and high-rise buildings couldn't help but feel an inexplicable panic when they saw that all the disciples of the Feihong Alliance were killed by Han Jiulin.
It was as if they were the ones being hunted at this moment, and Han Jiulin was the real hunter.
"Han! Jiu! Lin!"
Zhang Qishan's anger had exploded at this moment, and then a pair of blue and white battle armor condensed on his body. Although he was so angry at this moment, he was still quite afraid of Han Jiulin's "Bloodthirsty Demonic Skill".
This blue-and-white battle armor is derived from his magical skill "Wind Eagle Magic", which can not help but form a battle armor with strong defense and possess various wood-type powers.
After an angry shout, strands of mist instantly spread from Zhang Qishan's body, covering all the surrounding buildings within two hundred miles in a few breaths.
Zhang Qishan's figure also disappeared into the mist in the blink of an eye.
"Han Jiulin, even I must admit that you are indeed a peerless genius that has been rare to see in Guangming Academy for hundreds of years, but it is a pity that you are still too young now. If you were the same age as me, I am afraid I am not yours.
rival."
"It's just that you...hehe, I'm still sure of killing you right here!"
Zhang Qishan's voice continued to spread from all directions, making it impossible for Han Jiulin to detect Zhang Qishan's traces based on the sound.
But the sound of breaking through the air in the surrounding air continued for a moment.
Seeing this situation, Han Jiulin remained calm as usual, showing no signs of panic, and said loudly: "Zhang Qishan, do you mean that you will definitely be able to put me to death today?"
As soon as Han Jiulin finished speaking, Zhang Qishan appeared in front of Han Jiulin's body as a phantom and murmured:
"Three years ago, my cultivation level was the same as yours at the sixth-level magical power realm today. After a bloody battle, I personally killed an academy master who was at the peak of the seventh-level magical power realm.
At that moment, I thought the entire academy was invincible."
"So I became extremely arrogant and arrogant, until I met an academy master who was in the ninth-level magical power realm and challenged him. However, I lost that fight and was seriously injured by him within three moves. I almost
He died on the spot."
Han Jiulin sneered and said: "You want to use your own experience to tell me that no matter how talented I am, there is still a three-level insurmountable gap between me and you. If I challenge you today, I will definitely die in the end?"
Zhang Qishan nodded and said: "Yes, no matter how talented you Han Jiulin is, I am still three realms better than you, and with my talent, I am also the best among my peers. Why do you have to fight me?"
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Zhang Qishan's words are not bragging. Not only is he a powerful cultivator at the Nine Transformation Divine Power Realm, he has already been ranked among the top ten in the imperial capital. He is already the most outstanding and powerful cultivator among the young people.
However, Han Jiulin was actually unwilling to face such a powerful enemy unless he had to do so, but he had no choice at the moment.
Han Jiulin said: "Zhang Qishan, of course you are confident that you can kill me today, so how about we make a bet?"
"bet?
Why should I take this gamble with you?"
Zhangqie Mountain Road.
Han Jiulin said calmly: "Because there should be a lot of academy disciples watching the battle between you and me. Your Feihong Alliance made such a big fuss today in order to kill me. If you kill me with your own hands, this news will definitely
It can’t be covered up.”
"And once the news of your killing me reaches Prince Qinglong's Mansion, my grandfather, Prince Qinglong, will definitely not let you go. If my grandfather wants to kill you, even Feihong Hou Meng Haoran will not be able to stop you! You will definitely die by then.
No burial place!"
Zhang Qishan's expression changed, and he undoubtedly knew very well that what Han Jiulin said was not false. If King Qinglong was determined to kill him, there would always be countless ways to make him disappear from the world.
It was precisely because he was afraid of King Qinglong's desperate revenge that he and Qiu Xiuming repeatedly wanted Han Jiulin to commit suicide on the spot, so that he would not have to worry too much about King Qinglong's targeted revenge.
So Zhang Qishan smiled lightly and said: "Okay, you might as well tell me what kind of bet is between you and me?"