Chapter four hundred and fortieth six: the mountain does not turn and the water turns
Facing the whistling claw prints, Su Yan's movement was very simple, just a punch came forward.
"It's really a search for death,"
Seeing that Su Yan was so arrogant, the man in black could not help but sneer, and felt that his absolute advantage in power would tear Su Yan into two directly.
But the next moment, his smile suddenly solidified. When his claws collided with Su Yan's fist, it seemed as if the fist poured with gold and iron smashed everything, and then crossed the space and hit his chest heavily. .
"puff..."
It seemed as if it was hit hard by a sacred mountain. The man in black robe directly shot out a blood arrow, and his ribs clattered and cracked, and I don’t know how many broken ones were.
The man in black robe looked at Su Yan in disbelief. He could never imagine how Su Yan, who was not yet in the third level of heaven, would be so strong, but he didn't know that Su Yan had now reached the peak of the fourth level of heaven, and then the essence of life. After being changed, even Su Yan, a warrior in the fifth level, defeated him with one force, let alone him.
Su Yan would not give the man in black robe too many opportunities to speak. Killing Qi Ying was already his biggest taboo.
"Dragon-grabbing hand,"
Su Yan directly hit the dragon-capturing hand, and the big golden hand was everywhere. He cracked the attic on the spot and grabbed the man in black with the wind and thunder.
"ah..."
Feeling the terrifying aura coming from the Dragon Capture Hand, the man in black robe shouted and immediately attacked desperately. Various killing techniques and regular forces were used to hit the Dragon Capture Hand.
But with Su Yan's current cultivation level, the dragon-capturing hand he has produced is majestic and shocking. How could he stop it? The dragon-capturing hand destroys everything, the space is completely powdered, and he directly smashes the man in black robe into a ball of blood with the storm of time and space. The fog and blood rain all over the sky dyed the attic red.
The fourth-level master, Su Yan killed him in just a few minutes. Su Yan was like a bloody war god, making everyone frightened. The previous continuous attacks and threats had already accumulated Su Yan's anger. A vertex is about to be released now.
"Bang..."
Su Yan kicked the door where Nangong Qi was located to pieces, but Nangong Qi was not included, leaving only some graceful women in messy clothes curled up in it tremblingly.
Su Yan suddenly turned his head and saw a stream of light breaking through the sky and flying up in the sky. It was Nangong Qi.
"Leave it to me,"
Su Yan shouted loudly, and his powerful Yuan power roared through the air like a long dragon, condensing the space. Then Su Yan pulled it violently and pulled Nangong Qi back directly.
"Nangong Qi, now I know I'm afraid,"
Su Yan sneered and walked step by step towards Nangong Qi, who looked frightened and angry, with murderous intent.
"Su Yan, dare to assassinate me. Do you think you can go out alive today?" Nangong Qi is also a martial arts master after all. Although he is not as good as Su Yan, he is also full of courage and naturally he will not be too timid.
"You don't seem to know your current situation..." Su Yan looked at Nangong Qi with interest.
"Hmph, you really think you can kill me," Nangong Qi shouted angrily.
"Otherwise, you run and I'll take a look..." Su Yan looked at Nangong Qi jokingly.
"boom...."
Nangong Qi was furious. After all, he was a prince. How majestic? Su Yan provoked him and he took action. Nangong Qi himself was also a master of Xuanji realm. Naturally, the momentum was amazing and the space was shattered. The violent power surged up like a storm, trying to smash Su Yan to pieces.
"Bang..."
But what made Nangong Qi feel sad was that in the face of his huge blow, Su Yan just stretched out with one hand and directly tore his Yuanli Storm apart, and then it was like a steel plier holding his wrist with one hand, gently
Once twisted, the severe pain made Nangong Qi exhaled in pain and stood up with difficulty.
"To quote you, you are just an ant in my eyes..." Su Yan looked at Nangong Qi, who was trembling in pain under his hands, and joked.
The mountains and rivers did not turn around. At that time, Su Yan was at an absolute disadvantage in Jian'an City. Nangong Qi looked down on Su Yan in a condescending manner and said such words. But now, the situation happened to be reversed, but Su Yan took these words as if they were the same.
I returned it, and it was a bad retribution.
"You..." Nangong Qi was so angry that he trembled all over. As a prince, he had been so humiliated that he almost went crazy, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could never break free from Su Yan's big hand.
"Bang..."
Looking at Nangong Qi, Su Yan sneered, then suddenly pulled out his right leg and directly tugged on his waist and abdomen, knocking him out hard. I don’t know how many ribs he had broken, and blood was squirting wildly.
Su Yan's leg was very heavy, and Nangong Qi could hardly stand up because he was so thrust that he could hardly stand up. He leaned on the ground with one hand with one hand, and blood kept pouring out.
“Buzz…”
Su Yan's wrist shook, Long Yuan choked and walked towards Nangong Qi step by step.
"Nangong Qi, you can have today and you are completely bound by yourself. No wonder others... I have been walking along the way, you don't know how many times you have made things difficult for me and how many times you want to kill me. Have you ever thought that one day, you
It will lie at my feet and hold my life in my hands," Su Yan sneered.
"You dare to kill me," Nangong Qi looked at Su Yan in shock and anger. Compared to fear, he was more of a strong humiliation. Once upon a time, Su Yan was still his prisoner, and life and death were in his hands, but now,
The situation was turned upside down.
"Haha... Let's talk about it, what's wrong with me, Su Yan, what's wrong with me, let alone, we are still mortal enemies now..." Su Yan smiled contemptuously.
"Nangong Qi is seeking death by himself and tying himself up. This is no wonder I am,"
Su Yan didn't say much anymore. Long Yuan stood up high, and a sword light soared into the sky, tearing the space with cold murderous intent and falling towards Nangong Qi's neck.
The life of the dignified prince is about to be lost in Su Yan's hands.
"when..."
However, an accident suddenly arose, and a stream of light broke through the air like lightning, hitting Su Yan's sword, shocking him back. Then a figure rose and fell, and then he directly carried Nangong Qi out.
Then retreat.
"Who are you?"
Su Yan stood still and frowned and looked at the old man in front of Nangong Qi.
"I'm Song Han, you're that Su Yan,"
This man was wearing a brocade robe, with a cold look, and a pair of them were as bright as stars, which made people dare not look directly at them, and their aura was amazing.
"Song Han, where did it come out?" Su Yan thought for a while, and seemed to have never heard of this name.
"The young man is quite brave... He dares to come to Pingyang City to attack the prince in the street. Do you know how to write the word "death"?" The old man looked arrogant and seemed to not take Su Yan seriously at all.