, wonderful and free of pop-ups! "Shadowless Palm" is a clan martial art of the Han clan, an ancient clan in Yunxiao Continent.
This set of martial arts is even superior to the heaven-level high-level martial arts. Even among the Korean people, not everyone can practice it.
As one of the strongest people among the Korean people, the old man in gray knows this very well.
He is also one of the few Koreans who has practiced the "Shadowless Palm".
Not only did he know that "Shadowless Palm" was a powerful martial skill that surpassed the heaven-level high-level martial arts, he also knew that this set of martial arts had entered the ranks of 'sacred martial arts'.
Sacred martial arts is a saying passed down from ancient times by the Korean people. It is said to be passed down from a distant place. It refers to martial arts that are superior to heaven-level high-level martial arts.
The old man in gray clothes stared at Han Xuenai, his face was pale and colorless, his face was full of shock and disbelief.
""Shadowless Palm"?"
Hearing the words of the old man in gray, Han Xuenai was startled at first, then smiled disdainfully, "Are you sure that what I used was the "Shadowless Palm"?"
As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for the old man to respond, Han Xuenai took action again. Waves of icy breath spread in the void, followed by a burst of freezing coldness.
At the same time, gusts of cold wind blew by.
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
…
Loud noises were heard, and the light shield surrounding the old man in gray was shattered. In the blink of an eye, he was swept away by waves of icy aura coming from all directions, completely turning into an ice sculpture.
It can be vaguely seen that inside the ice sculpture, there are clear palm prints around the body of the old man in gray, as if he had been slapped many times.
"Now, do you still think this is "Shadowless Palm"?"
Han Xuenai asked calmly.
At the same time, she slowly raised her hand, and the ice sculptures around the old man in gray turned into nothingness, as if they had never appeared.
"puff!"
"Wow!!"
…
As soon as the ice sculptures around his body disappeared, the old man in gray shuddered suddenly, then opened his mouth and spat out blood. His body was shaky and dying.
It wasn't until he took out a pill and drank it that his expression softened a bit.
If Duan Lingtian were here, he would definitely recognize that the healing elixir taken by this old man in gray clothes was the 'quasi-imperial quality death elixir' that he was all too familiar with.
"It's not "Shadowless Palm"!"
Hearing Han Xuenai's words, the old man in gray couldn't help but get excited. He looked at Han Xuenai with a horrified expression, and his heart was filled with shock. "Although there are shadows of "Shadowless Palm", it is better than "Shadowless Palm". Palm> and even more powerful martial arts!"
"Sacred Martial Arts! It's Holy Martial Arts! It's still a Holy Martial Arts more powerful than "Shadowless Palm"."
"Who is she? As far as I know, in the entire Yunxiao Continent, only the two major 'ancient tribes' including our Korean tribe have 'sacred martial arts'."
"She actually knows the holy martial arts, and it is a more powerful holy skill than our Korean's "Shadowless Palm"... Could it be that she is from that place?"
Thinking about it later, the old man in gray seemed to have remembered something, and looked at Han Xuenai again, as if he had seen a ghost.
The Han clan, as one of the two 'ancient clans' in Yunxiao Continent that has been inherited for thousands of years, knows many things that ordinary Yunxiao Continent warriors do not know.
Including Yunxiao Continent, there are other continents.
not only.
According to the secret manuscripts passed down from generation to generation by the Korean people, only the direct descendants of the Korean people are qualified to read the following records:
The first-generation patriarch of the Han clan, the ancestor of the Han clan who single-handedly founded the Han clan, was not from Yunxiao Continent, but from another continent.
According to what the Korean ancestor said, the continent he was originally on was an existence in the Martial Emperor realm, and it was only at the pinnacle of 'mortal' status.
In that continent, there are many, many existences that transcend 'mortals'.
Daowu Holy Land!
That's the name of that continent.
"I've heard from Qingnu a long time ago that... on Yunxiao Continent, there is a family that can barely be considered a branch of our family, the Han family."
I don’t know when Han Xuenai spoke calmly, and I don’t know whether she was talking to the old man in gray or talking to herself, “Being able to pass down the Shadowless Palm in the Sky shows that the people who created this Korean nation, no matter how bad, are us. A descendant of the same clan."
boom!
What Han Xuenai seemed to be talking to himself was like thunder when it reached the ears of the old man in gray.
"Little... miss, you... you... you just said... that the ancestors of our Korean clan are collateral descendants of your clan?"
The old man in gray asked with an almost trembling voice.
As a direct descendant of the Korean people and the former leader of the Korean people, the old man in gray knows as much about the Korean people as any other contemporary Korean people.
"According to the notes left by our ancestors... when our ancestors were still in that 'Daowu Holy Land', they were indeed a collateral disciple of a powerful clan."
"Although the ancestors did not describe that big clan in detail, their words showed that that big clan also has a pivotal position in the 'Daowu Holy Land'."
Thinking of this, when the old man in gray looked at Han Xuenai, his body was so frightened that he trembled.
Seeing the 'sacred martial arts' that the girl in front of him had previously displayed, he vaguely guessed that the other party was probably someone from the mysterious 'Daowu Holy Land'.
The holy martial arts performed by the girl were even better than the holy martial arts of their Han clan and another ancient clan.
The holy martial arts of both their clans were passed down from the mysterious 'Daowu Holy Land'.
That's why he guessed like this.
And now, after hearing what the girl was almost talking to herself, he vaguely guessed that the other party was probably from the same clan as their Korean ancestors based on the relevant information recorded in the handwritten notes left by their Korean ancestors.
Moreover, the holy skill used by the opponent can still see the shadow of "Shadowless Palm", which is more like an upgraded version of "Shadowless Palm".
All these connections made him have to suspect that Han Xuenai's identity was probably really related to their Korean ancestors and their Korean people.
"What? Do you think I will shamelessly want to have anything to do with you Koreans?"
Hearing the question from the old man in gray, Han Xuenai said disdainfully: "If I'm not wrong, with your strength, if not the strongest among the Koreans, you can at least be ranked among the top three..."
"Do you think my strength is not as good as the strongest of your generation in Korea?"
After talking about it, Han Xuenai's tone became more and more disdainful.
"No! I didn't mean that...Miss, I really didn't mean that!"
Hearing Han Xuenai's words, the old man in gray suddenly panicked.
Just as the girl in front of him said, although his strength is not the strongest among Koreans, he can still be ranked among the top three.
However, even if he faced the strongest one among the Koreans, he would not be as embarrassed and helpless as he was in front of the girl in front of him.
"Sister Xuena, why are you talking so much nonsense to him... According to me, just kill him."
Xiao Jin stood aside, and while speaking calmly, he glared at the old man in gray, "Hey! Aren't you going to avenge that Han Jing? My sister Xuena is here, hurry up and do it."
After hearing Xiao Jin's words, the old man in gray had just regained some of his rosy complexion, and turned pale again. At the same time, he said in a panic: "Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"
"I came here today just to find out how Han Jing died... Since he was killed by you, Miss, he must have sought his own death! He deserves to die!"
The old man in gray clothes looked at Han Xuenai and said with fear on his face.
"Moreover, the young lady has a close relationship with us Koreans. Please forgive me this time for the sake of our Korean ancestors."
The old man in gray begged Han Xuenai for mercy.
"Your surname is Han?"
Han Xuenai asked calmly.
"Yes! Yes! My name is 'Han Tong'."
The old man responded hurriedly and did not dare to neglect at all.
"You can if you want me not to kill you...but you must make up for it."
Han Xuenai said.
"Sister Xuena."
When Xiao Jin heard Han Xuenai's words, she couldn't help but frown. For the old man who almost killed her just now, she wished he would die immediately.
"Xiao Jin, there is still use in keeping him."
Han Xuenai comforted.
Xiao Jin nodded. Although he was still a little dissatisfied, he did not dare to go against Han Xuenai's words.
"Miss, please speak. Miss, please speak."
Han Tong said humbly, as if he was deeply afraid that Han Xuenai would regret it.
"Use your Korean power to find someone for me."
Han Xuenai said again.
Lingxuan Peak.
Near the residence of Emperor Lingxuanwu, there were two more wooden houses standing on a small stone platform. These two wooden houses had obviously been erected not long ago.
The brothers Nangong Chen and Nangong Yi lived in the two wooden houses.
Since meeting Emperor Lingxuanwu last time, they have lived here.
According to the words of Emperor Lingxuanwu.
Since they are Duan Lingtian's friends, they are also his friends. It is not convenient for him to accept them as disciples or disciples, but he can allow them to stay in Lingxuan Peak as 'guests'.
Although they are 'guests', they can enjoy all the benefits of 'emperor Wu's direct disciples'.
This shocked and delighted the two Nangong brothers.
He was shocked by how much Emperor Lingxuan Wu valued Duan Lingtian, and was happy that he could stay at Lingxuan Peak and enjoy the treatment of his direct disciple.
According to the words of Emperor Lingxuanwu.
They can stay in Lingxuan Peak as long as they want, and they can leave at any time when they no longer want to stay.
Even if you leave, you can come back at any time.
Another wooden house standing on the stone platform not far away is the residence of 'Duan Lingtian'.
However, since the Nangong brothers arrived, they have never seen Duan Lingtian leave his residence, so they have never seen Duan Lingtian.
Days pass by.
On this day, Lingxuanwu Emperor 'Yang Hui' left his residence and came to Duan Lingtian's residence.
"Brother Lingtian."
Yang Hui greeted inside.
After a moment, the door of the wooden house where Duan Lingtian lived opened. Duan Lingtian flew out and stood facing Yang Hui. "What? Is there any news?"
Duan Lingtian's eyes suddenly lit up.
