With a gun in his hand, Han Aotian's momentum became stronger again, his majestic appearance, generous and heroic, even a master of Hu Tiange's level could not help but be impressed by him.
"He's a man!"
Amid the admiration of everyone in the Hu family, Han Aotian followed Huo'er and quickly rushed towards Wang Mang.
People are like shooting stars, and guns are like swimming dragons.
Even Wang Mang, a half-step spiritual king, couldn't help but be slightly surprised.
Although he was shocked, Wang Mang was a strong man trained in strong winds and waves after all. He quickly adjusted and the pressure that the Half-Step Spirit King should have burst out at this moment. Even Han Ding, who was hiding in the distance, also
I felt a little depressed and started to worry about my father.
Obviously, Wang Lang's death also angered Wang Mang, and his speed suddenly accelerated, heading straight towards Huo'er.
"This Wang Mang is going to strike hard!"
From Wang Mang's actions, Hu Tiange judged the former's intention. They are all fucking cruel people. Han Aotian desperately killed a spiritual master of the Wang family, and Wang Mang also wanted to destroy the equal strength of the Han family.
"Huo'er, retreat quickly!"
The reason why Han Aotian shot out the moment he killed Wang Lang was because he had long seen how powerful Wang Mang was. Now that he felt the latter's murderous intent, he knew that if Huo'er faced him alone, he would definitely
Killed instantly.
"Zui!"
The psychic Huo'er naturally saw that the guy on the opposite side was not something he could compete with. After hearing this, he screamed, suddenly turned to the right, and flew towards the direction he came from.
"It's too late to run away now!"
Just as Huo'er turned back, Wang Mang's cold voice came over. Then, everyone on the ground saw a black light next to Wang Mang's gray shadow. At this moment, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to crazily accumulate in the black light.
.
This sudden change once again shocked everyone in the Hu family. Even the people in the Wang family and Tianlin Town who were still fighting fiercely were stunned by the shocking movement at this moment and couldn't help but look at Fei Sui.
Wang Mang on the move.
"Is this the true strength of the Half-Step Spirit King? He is indeed a powerful being who can mobilize the power of space!" Hu Tiange also looked at the black light and murmured, as if he wanted to get a glimpse of the mystery.
"hair!"
After a deep shout, the black light broke away from the gray shadow and chased the firelight like lightning.
"Zui——"
At this moment, Huo'er also felt the threat of death, and screamed. Knowing that he could not avoid the blow that was like the wrath of heaven, he simply turned his head again, opened his mouth, and a ball of fire came out, towards the black light.
Welcomed him.
The fire was blazing, and the black light was like electricity.
Everyone has seen that although the fire spewed out by Huo'er is powerful, it is definitely no match for the black light with the power of space.
"Sweep the world!"
Han Aotian, who was about to get close to Huo'er, saw this. With a flick of his wrist, he and his gun transformed into a shadow of a divine dragon. He accelerated again and stabbed towards the black light.
"Martial arts that transcends levels!"
Hearing the roar of the dragon and looking at the phantom of the dragon, Wang Mang and Hu Tiange both screamed in surprise. But then, there was a hint of greed in the former's eyes, while the latter fell into deep thought.
"boom!"
In different minds, the collision between powerful people has already occurred.
Following the loud noise of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, violent air waves spread out, blowing a hurricane in the air. Under the thrust of the hurricane, a fiery red shadow shot backwards with an increasingly faint whine.
And out.
Obviously, Wang Mang's blow had severely injured Huo'er, who was comparable to a spiritual master. However, what is surprising is that after Han Aotian received that powerful blow, except for his clothes that were a little tattered, he looked
It didn't seem to be a big deal.
"fire!"
At the moment when Huo'er's whining screams came out, a young man's voice suddenly sounded, and then, a thin figure quickly ran from the distant roof towards the fiery red shadow.
"Powerful martial arts!"
Wang Mang glanced at the thin figure running towards the Fire Eagle quickly, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and turned back to look at Han Aotian opposite, narrowed his eyes slightly, and praised.
"I said, this is Tianlin Town. Even if you are a half-step spirit king, if you want to come and act wild, you must first ask if my gun agrees."
Han Aotian looked at the other party coldly and replied.
"It's just that no matter how powerful your martial arts is, your level is too low. Can you stop me?"
"You have to block it even if you can't!"
Although Han Aotian's words were firm, Wang Mang still saw that the other party was slightly shuddering before speaking. Knowing that Han Aotian was trying to show off his strength, the look of contempt appeared on his face again, and he pointed at the young man who had already caught Huo'er and said: "
You are just like that kid on the ground, you don’t know how high the sky is or how high it is.”
No one on the ground could hear the conversation in the sky, but seeing that the two were only more than ten feet apart, but there was no second confrontation, everyone on the ground secretly felt strange, and a slender young man next to Hu Tiange couldn't help but speak out.
Asked: "Uncle Eighth, what are they doing?"
"Li'er, do you know why Wang Mang's father Wang Gang was able to start from scratch and establish the Wang family in Puzhou?"
"Strong enough, ruthless enough, cruel enough!" The young man curled his lips and replied. This was not the first time that his eighth uncle had raised this question in front of him.
"Then do you know what is the cruelest way to treat an enemy?"
"It's to torture him slowly." The young man was extremely smart. After answering this sentence, he suddenly raised his head. Sure enough, he vaguely saw Wang Lang's mouth opening and closing, and said in surprise: "Uncle Eighth, you mean that Wang Mang wants to
After hitting Han Aotian's information to the lowest point, did you kill him now?"
Hu Tiange nodded and said: "I think it's more than that. With Wang Mang's character, he will be moved when he sees the spiritual martial arts that transcends levels."
Hu Tiange's judgment was also Han Aotian's judgment. He was also happy to deal with it like this. After all, he had suffered some minor injuries after receiving the blow just now, so he took the opportunity to recover secretly.
On the ground, after catching the Fire Eagle, the young man quickly found a quiet place and gently placed the Fire Eagle on the ground. The young man stroked the Fire Eagle's iron-hard feathers and looked at the blood seeping into the ground with a look on his face.
He felt distressed. After thinking for a moment, he took out a white fruit that looked like a pearl and put it into the Fire Eagle's mouth.
"That is--"
Although Hu Tiange was dozens of feet away from the young man, he still smelled a fresh fragrance when the young man took out the fruit. He quickly looked up and didn't see clearly what the young man had brought out. It was as crystal clear as a pearl.
Ordinary fruits have gone into the mouth of the fire eagle.
"Zui!"
Hu Tiange was still guessing when the Fire Eagle, which had stopped whining, suddenly made a sound again, and then stood up unsteadily.
The Fire Eagle was able to stand up despite being so seriously injured. Even a fool could see that the fruit that the young man fed the Fire Eagle was not a mortal thing. Hu Tiange's eyes widened again and he quickly asked the young man next to him: "He fed the Fire Eagle
What did the eagle eat?”
The young man whom Hu Tiange called "Li'er" shook his head.
In the sky, after a short adjustment, Han Aotian's minor injuries had been suppressed. He looked down at Huo'er who was standing up, and said to Wang Mang who was still chattering: "Maybe the so-called one is not me!
"
Han Aotian's words and deeds made Wang Mang cast his eyes on Huo'er, and then he became furious: "In that case, let me see how many tricks you can take on me!"
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