Before he could finish speaking.
Zhao Mengyou's evil voice sounded again.
"No need to bother you!"
"No matter how we, Tiansheng Palace, act, it is not the turn of outsiders to interfere!"
After listening to Zuo Yang's explanation, she felt that everything she did today was tantamount to ogling in front of a blind man. She was already in a depressed mood, and now she was even more upset after hearing the instigation of the two men. Naturally, she would not
What a good look.
"Mengyou, you..."
The two looked at each other, and just as they were about to continue provoking, their bodies suddenly stiffened.
But it was locked by a fierce murderous intention!
Gu Han!
"You two."
He stared at Wu Han and the two with some curiosity.
"You seem to be displeased with me?"
"yes!"
Wu Han's face was expressionless.
"so what?"
"how?"
Qi Jun sneered.
"You just know?"
"Just right!"
Gu Han turned his long sword and slowly pointed it at the two of them.
"I also think you are very dissatisfied. I haven't settled the account with you just now!"
"Be bold!"
Behind Qi Jun.
One follower was furious.
"Did you know that my Holy Son is..."
"Son?"
Gu Han's tone was slightly mocking.
"I'm sorry, I was born to be at odds with the Holy Son and the Young Master, so I have a very resounding name, but it's a pity..."
He glanced at Chu Kuang in the distance.
"useless!"
"Not convinced?"
He raised his sword lightly.
"Come to show off with me?"
"..."
Hear the words.
Wu Han and Qi Jun's expressions instantly darkened.
Come.
"Don't you dare?"
Gu Han laughed endlessly.
"I forgot, you two...the Dao Bell rings six times, right? Your strength is really not that great! Of course, in terms of disgusting kung fu, you two can at least have the Dao Bell Ringing nine! How about this, you guys go together,
I'll continue!"
Their expressions became increasingly gloomy.
Gu Han.
The road bell rings nine.
them.
The road bell rings six times.
Although they were already at the Sky Control Realm, even if the two of them were put together, they would not be absolutely sure of winning against a Dao Bell Nine Rings.
"Pooh!"
Murong Yan looked disdainful.
"Son?"
"That's it?"
"Two against one, you almost wet your pants?"
"That's good."
Gu Han suddenly laughed, his tone indescribably arrogant.
"Don't say I won't give you a chance!"
"those people……"
He moved his sword lightly.
He pointed at the people behind them, there were about fourteen or five.
"Are they all your followers?"
"Come along too! I won't have to kill you two. They're holding on to me, so I'll take care of them all!"
now.
His eyes are sharp and his momentum is like a sword.
But it was a bit more sharp than when he fought Chu Kuang just now.
Silence!
No one could have imagined that he would say such a thing.
those followers.
Even though their strength is not as good as that of Wu Han, they are both at the Sky Control Realm!
A realm of spiritual connection.
Challenge a dozen or so people in the Sky Control Realm?
Ask yourself.
Among the young generation present, no one can do it, and no one has ever thought of doing so!
Purely sending death!
Inside the curtain.
Zhao Mengyou's eyes were filled with brilliance.
That’s how it should be!
The majestic bell rings nine times, and the talent is unparalleled. It is to have this domineering attitude of standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking all living beings, who else can you think of!
Pity.
She seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes were a little resentful.
Why is it just... alas!
"Arrogant!"
To be continued...