The bald young man stood in the martial arts arena, his heart was shaking, he shouted and asked.
At the same time, he pinched his hands together, and strange runes the size of his thumb appeared in front of him, quickly sinking into the Eye of Death in the sky.
"Crack!"
The eye of death instantly rotated, as if there was a devil living inside, blinked repeatedly, and then shot out a beam of red light again, sweeping away. This beam of red light was like a death ray from hell, shooting out, hitting the heaven and earth wherever it went.
Divide, no matter what, it is difficult to resist.
The red light cut through the space and directly cut off Han Shan's slashing sword in the middle. Even the thunder spirit communicated from the void could not reach the bald young man's body.
Under the protection of this eyeball, almost any attack or defense is difficult to resist!
Han Shan's figure ran over from the distant sky, his whole body seemed like a meteor moving forward, very fast.
"Very good! Take another strike from me! Crazy thunder slashes the sky!"
Han Shan roared again in an instant, and the sound shook the sky, like rolling thunder, which surged out in an instant.
Buzz..........
In an instant, the space trembled inch by inch, and the air currents were swept up one after another onto a huge sword light. This sword light was three feet long, and the entire surface was covered with winding and twisted thunder runes.
As Han Shan's cultivation level continued to increase, the "Crazy Thunder Sword Technique" he used was all connected to the void thunder and lightning. The void thunder and lightning condensed into tiny silky runes attached to the blade, making people's scalp crackle when they saw it.
numb.
The sword light breaks through the air and arrives in an instant!
The true energy, like the waning moon, howled with murderous intent and slashed at the bald young man.
Fast! Very fast! Extremely fast!
For a moment, the bald young man had nothing else to say in his heart except these three quick words.
Although he was shocked by the speed of Han Shan's sword, he did not panic, but shouted calmly and angrily: "The power of ghosts and gods, attach to my body, and transform into ghosts and gods!"
The eyeball in the sky melted instantly, and the flowing liquid dripped on his body, continuously condensing into an armor of death with a ferocious appearance and murderous intent.
Putting on this death armor, his whole body was raised by more than ten centimeters, almost reaching two meters away!
"Ghost and God Fist, break it into pieces for me!"
With one punch, it was like countless ghosts and gods descending, and the atmosphere was so gloomy that the entire martial arts arena became a hell on earth. Everyone felt that there seemed to be countless hell ghosts and gods crawling up from below, terrifying and ferocious!
Woo woo..........
There were gusts of dark wind in the sky, ghosts howling, and a huge shadow devil condensed out, roared, and rushed towards Han Shan.
This devil seemed real and illusory. Suddenly, the atmosphere of blood around him was strong. Everyone seemed to see blood flowing in hell. It was terrifying and bloody!
A series of strange spiritual shocks also burst out from the mouth of the shadow devil, attacking Han Shan in circles.
Although the sword light was terrifying, it penetrated directly through the shadow devil's body. Only the crackling thunder and lightning essence on the sword light shot at the shadow devil's body, emitting jets of jet-black gas.
"roar!"
It was as if the thunder and lightning essence on the sword made it feel frightened, and the shadow devil went around directly, and the impact of spiritual consciousness was like sharp spears condensed into one, piercing into Han Shan's mind!
............
From the time Han Shan appeared until now, although he talked a lot, he only had a few breaths.
The most excited person at the moment is Ye Mingzhen.
Ye Mingzhen was extremely excited when Han Shan returned. His strength increased dramatically. Ye Mingzhen was also the most proud of it. After all, he was his direct disciple!
At the same time, Su Ming and Li Shaohua, who were standing in the martial arts arena, were looking at Han Shan who was standing upright and fighting like a saint with shocked faces, as if they had seen a ghost!
"He. Is he really Han Shan? Isn't he possessed by a thousand-year-old devil?"
Su Ming's eyes went straight, he swallowed hard and stammered.
He couldn't believe that Han Shan, who had only cultivated to the third level of the True Qi Realm before, actually broke through to the fifth level of the True Qi Realm after two months out. What frightened him even more was that he could actually change realms with the gods.
Fighting between warriors, and moreover, fighting between examiners from the academy!
Everything he saw with his own eyes seemed like an illusion, and Su Ming couldn't believe his eyes.
However, Li Shaohua on the side was a little calmer. He knew that Han Shan must have had great adventures in the past two months, otherwise he would never have been promoted to such a terrifying level!
"That's right! He is Han Shan, and he has not been possessed by a thousand-year-old devil. However, it is still hard for me to imagine that his cultivation level at the fifth level of the True Qi Realm can actually be comparable to that of a warrior in the Divine Transformation Realm, and he is also a student of the inner courtyard of the academy.
This is something that has never been heard of in thousands of years. This Han Shan is definitely a monster! A monster that has not appeared in thousands of years!"
Li Shaohua's eyes were full of envy and jealousy, but it was deeply hidden. He knew that compared with Han Shan, the gap between him and Han Shan was like an egg and a stone.
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"What is this!"
For a moment, Han Shan only felt that his vision went dark. When he opened his eyes again, he was already in a dark hall. There were countless instruments of torture, such as whips, iron hooks, barbs, soldering irons, tiger benches, iron...
Locks...Eighteen kinds of torture instruments are available.
At this moment, one after another of ferocious-looking ghost generals next to the torture instrument were rushing toward him ferociously, holding soul-enchanting chains in their hands, shouting step by step: "Han Shan...die, Han Shan...
....!"
At this moment, Han Shan only felt that his scalp was numb, and the soles of his feet were feeling cold. At the moment when Han Shan felt frightened, a very strong consciousness suddenly rushed out of his mind: "Gods and demons...demons...
.Hell...without form..."
In an instant, Han Shan only felt that his soul overlapped with his body, and a thought as heavy as a mountain rang in his heart. This was the thought of the "God and Demon Body Tempering Technique".
Originally, this illusory hell scene not only did not corrupt Han Shan's soul, but instead inspired the hell demon-like thoughts in his body.
In hell, the most noble one is the Demon God of Hell. He is also the leader of countless groups of demons. The Demon God of Hell is the master of hell and the myth of hell. In the eyes of the Demon God of Hell, everything is just a passing cloud!
With the emergence of the idea of the Hell Demon God, Han Shan suddenly opened his eyes, dispersed the strong Yin Qi all over his body, and shouted: "The Fist of the God and Demon!"
This was what Han Shan understood on his own from the mind of the Demon God of Hell. Relying on the power of advanced understanding and the support of the huge and boundless mind, the boxing technique he learned actually carried the boundless and mighty fist style of hell.
In one punch, a small hell appeared behind Han Shan. It was pitch black and boundless, with billowing demonic energy running rampant everywhere, penetrating into countless planes in all directions at all times.
Those countless demonic energies are the origin of each hell crack.
The bald young man was immediately shocked and exclaimed: "What! You are actually immune to the influence of the devil's will. Who are you?"
Han Shan didn't answer. What answered him was a huge fist that suddenly appeared!
"Crack!"
The power of this punch is unparalleled. Although he has only just realized it, with Han Shan's absolute strength which is not weaker than that of the bald youth, he can forcefully make a dent in the armor of death worn by the bald youth!
At the same time, the body of the bald young man was also shaken by this huge force and he retreated continuously. It took more than ten steps to stabilize his steps!
"Damn it! I'm going to kill you!"
The bald young man had a ferocious look on his face, and with a quick grab of his big hands, an extremely sharp halberd flew out from his waist.
"Fang Tian draws a halberd, and the stars vibrate!"
He shouted loudly, held the square spurge in his hand, and stabbed it directly. This blow was sharp, and countless streams of air spurted out from the spurge, shooting towards Han Shan.
"Hands of gods and demons!"
Han Shan also stepped forward, taking one step forward, and the majestic zhenqi behind him turned into a rolling torrent, directly condensed into a big black hand and slapped down.
"Bang!"
The big hand of Zhenqi directly slapped on the countless air currents shooting out, and with a loud noise, they disappeared in pairs.
But the next second, Han Shan's big hand grabbed the euphorbia naked.
"Crack!"
Han Shan slapped his fleshy palm lightly, and forcefully broke off a crescent blade from the extremely sharp euphorbia. At the same time, he clenched his palm and punched hard.
"Boom!"
Immediately, Han Shan punched the euphorbia into a pile of scrap metal and threw it out!
"What!"
The bald young man's eyes almost bulged out and he couldn't believe his own eyes.
That euphorbia was a low-level Xuan-level magic weapon, but he had him forcibly turn it into scrap metal?
But before the bald young man could react, Han Shan's fist arrived again!
"It's too much to bully! It's simply too much to bully! I want to see how far you can take care of your physical body, Death Fist!"
The bald young man, wearing dark and ferocious armor, flashed his fist and faced Han Shan's fist!
"Bang!"
The two fists collided, and the two of them separated in an instant, and a turbulent air flow ejected from the middle.
At the same time, the two roared again, fists clashed, and collided again!
"Crack!"
This time, the two figures separated, but there was a look of fear on the bald young man's face. The armor made of the eye of death on his body was actually shaken by Han Shan's punch, causing tiny cracks!
"How is this possible?"
The bald young man didn't believe it and shouted again: "Come again!"
"As you wish!"
Before the sound came, the fist wind arrived first, and Han Shan's fist of gods and demons attacked brazenly!
"Boom!"
This time the fist exploded and the air flow surged. Both of their bodies were knocked backwards by the opponent's power. Han Shan's internal organs seemed to have been displaced; and in front of the bald young man, the armor of death was actually blown away by this force.
A corner was shattered with one punch!
"Come again!"
This time it was Han Shan's turn.
I saw him clenching his fist with five fingers, and with a thunderous burst of energy, he rumbled towards the head of the bald young man. The fist was so heavy that it was like a mountain bearing down on him, making it difficult to breathe!
Not to be outdone, the bald young man flashed his figure, gathered all his strength, and slammed into him.