"You are really joking. I have killed the son of the master of your Xuan Mo Cave. How can he still listen to your plea and spare my life?
Unless you are also his son, is there still some possibility?"
Su Han smiled.
The surrounding atmosphere was silent and silent.
No one else has the courage to mock the saint in front of him.
"Whether he dies today or not, at least his martial arts courage is hard for anyone to defeat."
The young man looked deeply at Su Han and said to the woman beside him.
"Senior brother, how about we reveal our identity and rescue him?
In a place like Xuanmo Cave, there is only one great sage sitting in charge, so they will definitely have to sell Master's face."
The woman said.
"No, Master's face cannot be abused. If this is reported back, you will definitely be punished."
The young man shook his head slightly: "Besides, we have other important things here, so we don't want to get into trouble."
"Too."
The woman nodded slightly.
"He's dead."
Hou Jin's eyes were a little strange.
Even if the Xichan Saint doesn't kill the opponent on the spot, he will definitely capture him alive and torture him.
He is a demon clan, so he naturally knows the rules of Xuan Mo Cave. Even if he thinks about the torture there, he will shudder.
Peeling your skin and cramping is considered a good thing, digging your heart out in front of you and pairing it with wine, and chatting and laughing with you, allowing you to slowly feel the passage of life... "If you don't eat a toast, you will have to drink as a penalty!"
The Saint of Xi Chan sneered, opened his mouth, and the Xi Chan sword flew out again.
Poof! Su Han's figure disappeared.
It's another trick! A sneer flashed in the eyes of Saint Xichan. After killing the clone, Xichan sword passed through the void again! Everyone saw a figure slowly appearing in the void,
The center of his eyebrows has been pierced by the Xichan Sword! "Is this his true form?"
If you use the same method twice in front of a saint, it will definitely be useless."
Everyone thought secretly in their hearts.
But the next moment, Su Han's figure slowly dissipated, and it was obvious that he was a clone again.
The Saint of Xichan looked a little confused, and the Xichan Sword was instantly activated to the extreme, moving crazily in the small space.
One after another, the clones were shattered.
But from beginning to end, they were unable to kill Su Han's true body. When everyone saw this scene, their expressions became even weirder.
If the surroundings were not suppressed by Saint Xichan's Fate Cage, they would not even be sure whether Su Han's true body was still in this area.
After killing hundreds of clones but not even a single true body, the Saint of Xi Chan laughed angrily, opened his mouth, took back the Xi Chan Sword, and then rushed into the battlefield himself.
The surroundings were empty, and Su Han could not be seen. It seemed that there was only Saint Xichan. He stood quietly in the void. Everyone held their breath and concentrated, a little nervous.
The next moment, Saint Xichan suddenly punched the void, and the mighty power of destiny exploded.
Empty.
This punch made him feel lonely.
There was a look of astonishment in everyone's eyes.
Saint Xichan's face turned slightly red. He finally decided not to hold back anymore. The power of luck in his body swept out crazily, as if it had turned into endless sharp blades, filling the entire luck cage! Next
In a moment, everyone saw a terrifying and huge figure slowly appearing behind Saint Xichan.
The sharp blade of the power of luck kept making scars on this figure, but the sharp blade of luck that could easily kill the existence of the quasi-sage in the first and even the second realm could only attack this demon whose eyes were like thunder.
Go up to the ape and cause flesh wounds! "In the back!"
Someone said subconsciously.
The Saint of Xichan was slightly startled. He only had time to secretly say how brave he was before his body was hit hard by the terrifying force.
Boom - The air waves generated by the huge force swept in all directions, and even the fate cage was shaken by the impact of the air waves! With this punch, Su Han used the sixth level of Purple Demon Eyes to strengthen his power.
Strengthened to an extremely high level.
He also used the authority of the Thunder God True Dragon, and the breath of the terrifying thunder that had just dissipated remained on his fist! Su Han continued to pursue the victory, but before the Xichan Saint could even land on the ground, he adjusted his body shape, turned around and punched out.
Bang! Su Han flew up upside down and was a little dizzy after being bombarded by the terrifying power of luck.
Looking at his somewhat burnt skin, the Western Toad Saint looked at Su Han coldly, "You succeeded in irritating me."
He was a saint, and when he was dealing with a third-level quasi-sage, he was touched behind and punched behind him?
This is simply the biggest humiliation he has received since becoming a saint! Chunyang Saint was also obviously a little shocked.
The rest of the people were watching the fun, but a saint like him only looked at the door. His strength was about 50-50 equal to that of the Saint Xichan. At most, he might be able to take advantage of it in terms of elixirs and magic weapons.
But if a fight really breaks out, he may not be able to make the Saint of Xichan disgraced like Su Han did just now.
"But that's all."
The Pure Yang Saint narrowed his eyes.
Saint Xichan has planned to show his true strength, so the opponent will no longer have any room to resist! Things were just as Saint Chunyang thought. Saint Xichan roared directly and turned into a green-skinned man.
Giant toad monster.
But it's not the kind lying on the ground. Instead, his legs are upright, his muscles are all tangled, and his body is much larger than Su Han's Immortal Demon Ape.
He was angry, so he wanted to use his fists to completely suppress the opponent! Everyone saw the Saint of Xichan punching the demon ape one punch after another at an extremely fast speed.
The Demon Ape would occasionally disappear into the air and strike back again, but both in terms of strength and speed, there was a certain gap with the Saint of Xichan! This gap was almost irreparable! But gradually over a cup of tea,
Everyone became increasingly aware that something was wrong.
The Saint of Xichan was indeed crushing his opponent.
But whether the opponent's awareness of tactics or the ghostly figure, the terrifying power far exceeds the level of the quasi-sage peak. Occasionally, if an arm is broken by the Western Toad Saint, it can be reborn with flesh and blood in an instant, and it is not like ordinary people.
The arms that need to be cultivated for a period of time are still the same as before! "What cross-training technique has he practiced that makes his physical body so powerful and endless?"
The Pure Yang Saint frowned slightly.
"This kid is really difficult to deal with!"
Saint Xichan suddenly felt dizzy and was punched by Su Han again. Then the dizziness disappeared and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.
If the fight continues, even if he suppresses the opponent, he will lose all face.
Thinking of this, Saint Xichan smiled coldly at Su Han, stretched out his hand and grasped it in the void, and a huge mace appeared in his hand.
The mace exudes the aura of a Dayan magic weapon, which is far superior to the ninth-level magic weapon. As soon as it appears, the power of luck in the Xichan saint seems to have increased several times! Is he alive?
The Saint of Xichan does not plan to stay.
He brandished his mace and struck Su Han in anger.
Su Han, who possesses the immortal body of the Great Dao, also felt an unprecedented threat at this moment!