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Chapter 467 War Wuzun!

"The Martial Lord in the Concentration Stage has only just dabbled in the power of the soul. His soul will not be much stronger than that of the white jade demon..."

Su Han looked indifferently at the barbarian warrior who kept approaching him, with a ferocious smile gradually appearing on his face.

He was judging the strength gap between the two sides in his mind and calculating the next battle plan.

How can we resolve the battle quickly and leave Xuantianfang?

Su Han already knew it in his heart.

Yuan Shen Flying Knife!

The ripples in the void flickered again, and the Barbarian Warrior seemed to be aware of it, but only slightly.

He couldn't see the trajectory of the Yuanshen flying knife at all, let alone the existence of the Yuanshen flying knife, so naturally he couldn't avoid it!

The Yuan Shen flying knife landed on the Barbarian Martial Lord. In an instant, his body leaned forward, his legs softened, and he knelt in front of Su Han!

At the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. In an instant, the Barbarian Martial Lord, whose spirit and energy were at his peak, immediately became sickly and his face became pale with a degree visible to the naked eye.

Su Han moved and appeared in front of this barbarian warrior, already holding Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand.

The cold light of thunder flashed, and the head of the Barbarian Martial Lord was thrown high, spinning continuously in mid-air.

There was still a trace of shock and confusion on his face!

Su Han didn't stop, and the Fang Tian Painted Halberd in his hand flew down on the Barbarian Martial Lord. In the blink of an eye, the Barbarian Martial Lord's body was chopped into pieces.

Putting away Fang Tian's painted halberd, Su Han opened his palms, and blood flames rolled out, refining the body of the Barbarian Martial Lord in an instant, leaving only a black trace on the ground, and the Barbarian Martial Lord even lost his roots.

I can't even leave my head in this world.

The blood energy in the body of the Barbarian Martial Lord was once again absorbed by the blood inflammation, and finally gathered on the unabsorbed blood pill in the Su Han Dan Sea.

Wu Zun, whose life value reached 31 points, was killed by Su Han.

From the time he took action to the end, Su Han spent about three breaths of time, most of which was wasted on the blood inflammation.

It was only at this moment that Lijiang Feiyu and the others recovered from their shock and astonishment, and looked at Su Han blankly.

"Death, even if you die, you will be burned to ashes?"

A flash of fear flashed in the eyes of some barbarians, and a layer of cold sweat formed on their backs!

"Didn't you say it's just the Yuan Dan realm?"

Lijiang Feiyu looked at Su Han blankly.

"Protect the young master!"

His follower reacted quickly and jumped out with a fearful look on his face, blocking Lijiang Feiyu.

The flying fish in the Lijiang River immediately turned around and ran away, with vicious words coming from his mouth:

"You're dead! Just wait for me!!"

Su Han's eyes glowed with purple light. If he used the Soul Flying Knife at Lijiang Feiyu at this time, it would be enough to kill the opponent instantly.

It's a pity that using it once will drain half of his soul power. If he uses it again, Su Han will be exhausted and will definitely fall into a coma.

Yes.

Su Han disappeared from the spot, appeared in front of one of the barbarians, and slapped his chest with his backhand.

The barbarian with Yuan Dan realm cultivation flew up in response and hit the wall heavily. Everyone could clearly see that his body seemed to be much flatter.

Upon closer inspection, all the barbarians present couldn't help but gasped. The back of the Yuandan barbarian's body was all broken, which is why it gave people the feeling that his body had become flat!

"Quickly use the body-protecting energy to protect the young master's retreat. This person dares to kill people in our Xuantianfang. We must not let him leave alive today!"

One of the barbarians shouted loudly, and the other barbarians also reacted and used their body-protecting Qi.

With the body-protecting aura, Su Han's fist could not directly kill them instantly, but any barbarian hit by Su Han would groan on the ground with a look of pain on his face.

Just because you can't die doesn't mean you can't be hurt.

The terrifying force shattered the muscles and bones of these barbarians who were protected by the body-protecting aura!

Su Han solved Lijiang Feiyu's followers in an instant, and Su Han chased after Lijiang Feiyu with an indifferent expression.

"Quick, stop that thief behind. He dares to kill my protector in Xuantianfang. Go and notify my father!"

Lijiang Feiyu asked the barbarians in Xuantianfang to stop Su Han, and ordered them to inform his father, the master of Xuantianfang, a golden body of Dharma!

The barbarians didn't know what happened, but they still obeyed the orders and stepped forward one after another to block Su Han's way.

It's a pity that basically no barbarian can be Su Han's enemy. When Lijiang Feiyu escaped from Xuantianfang in embarrassment, Su Han's figure also appeared at the door of Xuantianfang.

"Lijiang Feiyu, we agreed to go get the spirit coins, why are you so flustered? You lost 20,000 spirit coins from us today, aren't you planning to default on your debt?"

Opposite Xuantianfang, a group of young barbarians saw Lijiang Feiyu running out and immediately stepped forward to block his way.

"Go away, go away!"

Lijiang Feiyu waved his hands in fear.

Among those young barbarians, there were a few human faces, and they were Su Lingtian and others from the fifth room of the Su family!

"The son of the dignified master of Xuantianfang, if you really want to default on your debt, you will embarrass your father. Take out the spiritual coins quickly!"

Su Lingtian snorted coldly: "If I lose the spirit coins, I will still settle the account. Your father is your only son, so he can't be unwilling to give you even this little money!"

"Ling Tian is right, Lijiang Feiyu, if you can't get the spirit coins today, we will make a big deal here and let the people in Tianqin City see how you embarrassed your father!"

Some barbarians agreed.

In addition to Su Lingtian and others, this group of barbarians also came from the other three major barbarian tribes in Tianqin City.

They are the Northern Ghost Eagle Clan, Chifeng Leopard Clan, and Sky-Swallowing Python Clan!

Northern Ghost Soaring Eagle is also on the list!

"Get out of my way!"

The look of fear in Lijiang Feiyu's eyes became more and more intense, especially when he saw the figure behind him very close to him, his heart immediately thumped!

"Something's wrong."

Everyone finally realized something was wrong, and all their eyes fell on Su Han.

"From the Lion Clan? I don't know which Lion Clan it is."

Su Lingtian looked at Su Han with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Lijiang Feiyu, what happened? This person is chasing you? Isn't this your Xuantianfang?"

Beigui Tengying took a step forward and frowned slightly.

Before Lijiang Feiyu could speak, everyone suddenly felt a strong wind blowing in front of them, and then they saw Lijiang Feiyu being caught in the opponent's hands.

"Don't kill me!"

Lijiang Feiyu said in horror.

"Put down the young master!"

Several angry voices sounded from Xuantianfang, and then a strong barbarian with the aura of the Martial King on his body was seen chasing out with a group of Martial Lords.

"Uncle Wu, save me!"

Lijiang Feiyu quickly looked at the barbarian martial king and begged for help.

The barbarian King Wu waved his hand to stop his subordinates from moving, then looked at Su Han, and said solemnly: "I'm in the wild waves of the Li River. I wonder why Feiyu offended you? Can you put Feiyu down and talk to you carefully?"


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