The sun sets in the west.
Even in a city like Daliangcheng, there are still slums under the emperor's feet.
They are marginalized people living in bustling cities.
In a thatched house in the corner of the slum, Ling Feng opened his eyes with difficulty, and the muddy thatched roof came into view first.
"Am I still alive?"
He turned his head slightly and saw a boy who looked to be in his early ten years kneeling on the cold ground. His upper body was naked and he was sleeping heavily against the head of the bed. His face was still stained with dried tears and mud marks. It's his second brother Ling Yun.
Yesterday he was selling newspapers in the streets, and he met a kind-hearted young lady and a young man who bought four newspapers and gave him ten taels of silver without any change.
Ling Feng felt like a big pie fell from the sky. With these ten taels of silver, the two brothers had hope of getting out of the slums.
He gave the ten taels of silver as tuition to the martial arts master Zheng Fugui in the civilian area, and became an apprentice at the Huishan Boxing Academy, which gave him a backing from the martial arts school.
I heard that Master Zheng also came from a slum, so he gave many preferential treatment to children from poor families. The cost of learning martial arts is the cheapest among the nearby martial arts schools. Ten taels of silver can be used for five months of training, and lunch is included.
With his apprentice status, third-rate gangs like the Wild Wolf Gang would definitely not dare to make things difficult for him while he was learning martial arts.
Orphans like them who live in slums and have no parents to support them will be coerced by many gangs, and basically have to work for a certain gang.
Wang Xiaoer, who lives next door, was coerced by the gang to steal something. As a result, he stole something from a blood-training realm quasi-martial artist, and his hands were chopped off on the spot, which was painful to death.
Because Ling Feng is smart and good at getting things done, the Wild Wolf Gang asked him to sell the 'Zhong Xing Miscellaneous Newspaper' near the inner city.
He gets a penny for every newspaper he sells.
Although the money is small, it can enable him and his brother to survive in this cruel world.
Of course, if you want to practice martial arts to change your destiny, you won’t be able to save enough money in your next life. But yesterday, the fate-changing opportunity suddenly came.
In the past, when returning to the Wild Wolf Gang's stronghold, the small and medium-sized gang leaders would search their bodies. However, Ling Feng had been working diligently for more than a year and had never hidden any money.
So the little boss just counted the number of newspapers sold and the money recovered, and then let him go home.
But on the way back, Ling Feng was so excited that he couldn't help shouting, and ended up meeting Chen Kai, the young leader of the bandit gang.
Chen Kai stopped him, beat him up, and finally found the ten taels of silver in his shorts.
Ling Feng endured the excruciating pain and limped back home. As a result, he passed out as soon as he reached the door of his thatched house.
"Hiss~" Ling Feng moved slightly and felt severe pain in his body. His chest felt tight and he had difficulty breathing.
Just when he felt like he was out of breath, a weak stream of heat surged out from his lower abdomen and flowed through his limbs, which relieved some of the pain in his body, and finally he could breathe again.
"Brother, you're awake! I thought you were... wow!" Ling Yun suddenly woke up from his light sleep when he heard the noise. Looking at his awakened brother, he cried excitedly.
"Don't cry, brother, it's okay." Ling Feng endured the pain in his body, stretched out his hand and gently touched Ling Yun's head, comforting him weakly.
"Brother, are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat." Ling Yun got up, turned around and walked towards the cooking pot.
The one-foot-square thatched house can be said to be completely bare. Apart from a clay kang and a stove made of yellow mud, there was not even a table, chair or bench in the house.
The earthen wall made of yellow mud has turned black, and cracks have appeared in many places.
Behind the stove, Ling Yun was naked to the upper body, shivering with cold, and banging the flint hard.
When the thatch that started the fire was ignited, he stuffed the thatch under the stove, and then began to put in the firewood.
He picked up the stove, puffed up his cheeks, and blew hard. When he blew, the firewood was not ignited by him. Instead, a pile of ashes spewed out from the stove, all of which touched his face. Thick smoke streamed out. The earth comes out.
"Cough, cough, cough!" The thick smoke made Ling Yun cough. His eyes stung, tears streamed down his face, and his face was covered with ashes.
"The firewood is damp, please put less firewood." Ling Feng whispered.
It’s also very troublesome to pick up firewood for cooking pots. They rarely open fires, and most of the time they just eat some cornbread.
"I know, brother." Ling Yun pulled out some firewood, ignited the straw, then took a deep breath, put the blower close to the flame, and blew hard several times. The firewood in the stove was finally ignited, and the flames rose.
"Okay, big brother!"
Ling Yun quickly put his hands close to the stove hole to keep warm, turned to Ling Feng with a face as black as the bottom of a pot, grinned, and spoke with a mouth that was missing two front teeth.
Ling Feng was amused by his appearance, but the smile only lasted less than a moment. He turned his head to the side against the wall, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
There was a big hole in the paper window, which was blocked by a piece of coarse linen clothing. It blocked the biting cold wind, but it couldn't block the overwhelming despair.
"Are we destined to be like weeds due to our background?" Ling Feng gritted his teeth, unwilling to give in.
After a while, Ling Yun walked towards Ling Feng cautiously, carrying a pottery bowl with a chip in it. In the bowl were two steamed buns soaked in hot water. There were two of them inside.
"Brother, come and have something to eat."
"Okay." Ling Feng struggled to get up. After a while, he suddenly found that his body was not as painful as before.
"Hey! Lingfeng, you are so tough!"
At this time, a joking voice came.
Ling Feng turned around and saw a young man with a wretched face standing at the door of the thatched house.
"Brother Lu." Ling Feng knelt down on the Kang and quickly saluted the young man. The other person was Lu Bao, a bastard from the Wild Wolf Gang.
"You dare to hide money secretly, you are very brave!" Lu Bao's face darkened.
"I picked up the money, and it has been snatched away by Chen Kai!" Ling Feng said quickly.
"I don't care about this. From today on, your daily task share will be doubled." Lu Bao said coldly. When he heard that Chen Kai had snatched ten taels of silver from Ling Feng, he was furious. Ling Feng actually Dare to hide money and not hand it over.
"Brother Lu, my eldest brother was injured by Chen Kai. Can you let him rest for two days?" Ling Yun begged.
"Get out!" Lu Bao slapped Ling Yun in the face, knocking him to the ground and bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
"You!" Ling Feng was furious, but immediately lowered his head, not daring to get angry.
"The gang doesn't support idlers. If you don't work, let your brother do it." Lu Bao said with a sullen face.
"I'll go! I'll go for my brother!" Ling Yun said hurriedly.
"Then you go." Lu Bao stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, and fell straight to the ground.
A middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties or fifties stood at the door.
He was wearing a golden robe, and his long black hair was meticulously combed and spread behind him. He had thick upturned eyebrows and a majestic face. Even if he stood there motionless, he still showed the domineering power of a superior.
"Are you Ling Feng?"
"The villain is Ling Feng, who are you, the master?" Ling Feng looked at the man in front of him with a panic expression. Just looking at the man's demeanor and demeanor, he felt that he was even more powerful than Master Zheng who returned to the Shanquan Academy. He quickly climbed out of bed and pulled his brother to kneel on the ground.
However, his knees were bent halfway, and when he was half a foot away from the ground, his body seemed to be lifted by an invisible force, making him unable to kneel down at all.
"I am Xiongba, Han Zhao is my eldest disciple." Han Zhao said calmly.
"Han Zhao? Han Zhao on the Qilin Ranking?!" Ling Feng has never heard of the name Xiong Ba, but Han Zhao's name is simply thunderous. He is now simply a role model for young warriors. In recent issues of Zhongxing News All have his name.
"Exactly." Han Zhao stood with his hands behind his hands, "The person you met yesterday is Han Zhao."
"What?" Ling Feng looked in disbelief. He never dreamed that the young man who bought newspapers from him yesterday was actually Han Zhao. He just thought that he was extremely valuable and did not dare to look at him more.
"I want to take you two as my disciples." Han Zhao said solemnly.
Ling Feng's eyes widened. He didn't expect that the plot in the storybook actually happened to him.
Although Ling Yun was a little confused, he also knew that this was a great opportunity.
"Master, please accept my disciple's bow." The two brothers quickly bowed and kowtowed three times.
With a "bang" sound, a short knife fell to the ground.
"Kill him." Han Zhao pointed at Lu Bao lying on the ground, but his eyes were on Ling Yun.
[Ling Yun——Hidden special physique. Details indicate that you need to pay 10,000 taels of gold. 】
Han Zhao's eyes narrowed and he muttered in his mind: "Pay."
[Ling Yun has an 81% probability of being the 'Thunder Cloud Spirit Body'; an 18% probability of being the super root bone 'Thunder Accumulating Body', and a 1% probability of being other super root bones. 】
[Thunder Cloud Spirit Body: Practicing thunder attribute skills and secret techniques will get twice the result with half the effort. After breaking through the condensation evil, priority will be given to absorbing the thunder evil spirit to activate the spirit body. When there is a tribulation transcender nearby, at the cost of permanently losing half of the Gang Qi and blood, it can help the tribulation transcender weaken 50% of the power of a heavenly tribulation. 】
[Thunder Gathering Body: Practice thunder attribute skills and secret techniques, and you will not encounter bottlenecks before reaching the evil condensation realm. 】
"Is this?!" Han Zhao was shocked. He didn't expect that he would encounter such a thing on a whim.
One of the two brothers has superior bones, close to super, and the other one is very likely to have a spirit body.
This is so important to Han Zhao.
"Master, I'll do it!" Seeing that his younger brother was a little scared, Ling Feng picked up the knife and stabbed Lu Bao in the heart, causing blood to spurt out.
"What about you?" Han Zhao looked at Ling Yun.
Ling Yun grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, but he didn't dare to touch the knife at all.
"Master, I..." Seeing 'Xiong Ba' frown, Ling Feng said quickly.
Han Zhao raised his hand to interrupt Ling Feng's words, and then with a flick of his finger, a hair-thin light entered Lu Bao's body.
Soon, a shocking scene appeared.
Lu Bao actually stood up again. Even if he was a warrior, he would definitely die with this amount of bleeding, especially with a knife stuck in his heart.
"Ah!" This strange scene scared Ling Yun and shouted.
"Did he hurt you?" Han Zhao suddenly asked.
"No, no, it's Chen Kai from the Bandit Gang." Ling Feng replied quickly, he was also frightened by this scene.
"Go, bring Chen Kai back!" Han Zhao ordered towards 'Lu Bao''s body.
Lu Bao took off his blood-stained coat, the wound on his heart quickly recovered, and left the thatched house with his upper body naked.
After a while, Lu Bao returned to the thatched house carrying a bald muscular man in black shorts.
thump!
Lu Bao and Chen Kai fell to the ground at the same time.
Chen Kai woke up from his coma. However, he found that his body seemed to be suppressed by a stream of air and he could not make a sound at all.
"This person injured your eldest brother. Without Han Zhao's true energy to protect his body, your eldest brother is dead now." Han Zhao said calmly.
Ling Yun's body trembled and he looked at Chen Kai with surging hatred in his eyes.
"Ah!" He shouted as if to embolden himself, grabbed the short knife, and stabbed Chen Kai randomly with his eyes closed.
Chen Kai continued to bleed and died soon after.
After doing all this, Ling Yun fell to the ground and retched.
"Very good." Han Zhao nodded slightly. If he didn't dare to take action against his enemies, he would definitely not be able to survive in such a world. He might as well just use the 'Spirit Seizing Technique' to absorb Ling Yun's physique.
"What I am best at is the fist, palm, and kick skills. Today I will teach you the three skills of Shaking Mountain Fist, Yin Sha Palm, and Chengfeng Kick."
With that said, Han Zhao pushed out with his palms flatly, and his energy and strength directly entered the bodies of Ling Feng and Ling Yun.
"Ah!" The two of them felt a sharp pain in their bodies, but the painful sound was stuck in their throats and could not come out at all.
When the two brothers felt that they were about to die, the pain suddenly disappeared without a trace.
"My body is healed?" Ling Feng climbed up and found that his body, which had struggled to even stand, had completely recovered, and his whole body was full of strength.
"Infusing the body with zhenqi can only elevate you to the bone training realm. Any higher level will damage your foundation."
Han Zhao said calmly.
"Bone Training Realm?!" Ling Feng was stunned. The leader of their Wild Wolf Gang seemed to have just broken through to the Bone Training Realm.
His original idea was to sign up to learn martial arts at a boxing academy. As long as he entered the skin training realm, he would no longer have to be bullied and would have no worries about food and clothing. Why did he end up in the bone training realm?
This is simply a step to the top!
"Use your true energy to open it. The resources inside are enough for you." Han Zhao threw out a Sumeru bag.
"Thank you, Master!" Ling Feng took the Xumi bag and bowed deeply.
"Master, even if we are shattered into pieces, we still don't know how to repay your kindness!"
"You don't need to test me, I will need you one day!" Han Zhao said expressionlessly.
"Disciple, I don't dare." Ling Feng lowered his head.
Han Zhao waved his sleeves, and the bodies of Lu Bao and Chen Kai on the ground instantly turned into powder and dispersed in the wind.
Then, he turned and left.
"Master, how will my disciple find you in the future?!" Ling Feng shouted when he saw him leaving immediately.
"Isn't Jinlin a thing in the pond? It turns into a dragon when it encounters a storm. Remember this sentence." A rich voice rang in the ears of the two people. When they came to their senses, there was no one outside the thatched house.
"Best regards, Master."
Ling Feng took his younger brother Ling Yun, and the two knelt down and kowtowed outside the empty house.
Ten days later.
South of Daliang City, on the outskirts.
A carriage was driving slowly, driven by a middle-aged man.
In the carriage, an old man and a young man were sitting.
The old man was kind-looking, dressed in Taoist robes, and looked like an immortal.
The young man is in his early twenties and has a handsome appearance, which can even be said to be beautiful. If it weren't for the slightly raised Adam's apple on his throat that showed his gender, it would be difficult to tell at first glance.
His complexion is as white as jade, and between his eyebrows is a five-petal lotus mark similar to a woman's flower. This mark looks like lotus petals from a distance, but up close it looks like five swords of different colors: green, yellow, red, black, and white, with a faint light. The flow is vaguely sharp, making people afraid to look directly at it.
"Kong Yi, I see that your luck is pure blue and purple, and you have the talents of heaven and man. Why do you have to go to Daliang?"
The old man looked at the outline of Daliang City that had appeared outside the carriage, and advised him earnestly.
"Since Mr. Xu believes that this junior has the talents of heaven and man, why can't we go to Daliang City?" Kong Yi looked directly at the old man in front of him.
The old man is the "Star Envoy" of Zhongxing Pavilion, who specializes in collecting major events in the world for Zhongxing Pavilion. He calls himself Xu and has no given name.
"Don't say it, don't say it." The old man shook his head slightly.
The luck and the five virtues are combined, and the five colors are black, white, red, yellow, and green, with purple on top.
In ancient times, there was a saying that the purple energy coming from the east is indescribably valuable.
This hole is pure green, faintly purple, and has a noble destiny.
He is a direct descendant of the Bailing Sect, and possesses the blood of the five-color peacock. His future achievements are comparable to those of a martial god in the magical power realm, and he is expected to be worthy of heaven and earth.
However, a person's luck can change.
The closer Kong Yi got to Daliang City, the purple energy on his head became thicker and thicker.
This was originally a good thing, but as the purple energy increased, black energy gathered between his eyebrows, which was a bad sign!
The old man could only give a little reminder, but he couldn't tell where the black energy between his brows came from.
"The only person on the Qilin List who can pose a threat to me is Cao Wuyu. I treat the others as nothing."
Kong Yi looked calm.
"The weird things in Zhongzhou are not worth mentioning. The danger can't be Han Zhao, right?"
Among the rich and powerful children of the same rank, only Cao Wuyu could be taken seriously by him.
Moreover, Cao Wuyu was only born a few years earlier, otherwise he might not be his opponent.
As for Han Zhao's challenge to him, he didn't take it to heart at all.
"In short, it's better not to go to Daliang." The old man said seriously.
"The theory of luck is illusory. I, Kong Yi, never believe in fate! I can only control my own destiny." Kong Yi smiled proudly.
If the sect master hadn't asked him to get closer to the people in Zhongxing Pavilion, he wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to this nagging old man. As long as he was strong enough, no one could decide his fate.
The five-color peacock bloodline will not be lost to anyone.
This is the confidence that makes him proud of the world.
"Alas" the old man was helpless, because luck can be changed, so it can indeed be said to be illusory, but if he were Kong Yi, he would definitely rather believe it.
It's just that these peerless geniuses of the same age are all arrogant. The only difference is that some people are gentle on the outside, and some are arrogant both internally and externally.
Among these people, Kong Yi is considered quite polite.
Zhongxing Pavilion has always been on good terms with wealthy families and suppressed warriors at the same time, so he naturally did not want anything to happen to Kong Yi.
However, the other party didn't take his advice seriously at all, so there was nothing he could do.
Perhaps Kong Yi's destiny is noble enough to survive this calamity and the purple energy will come from the east, but it is still unknown.
As soon as the carriage left the forest, it stopped.
"What's going on?" Mr. Xu asked aloud.
"Sir Star Envoy, there is someone blocking the road ahead." The middle-aged man driving the car said respectfully.
"Huh?" Kong Yi was a little unhappy and opened the curtain.
I saw a young man dressed in purple standing by the roadside. His face was like a crown jewel and he was handsome.
Kong Yi felt an extremely powerful aura from his body.
He walked out of the car, stood at the front of the car, and said condescendingly: "Who are you?"
"You don't know me?" Han Zhao looked at the 'young man' standing on the carriage. At first glance, he thought he was a woman, more beautiful than the image on the Qilin List.
"It means you are not very famous and not worthy of my memory." Kong Yi said lightly.
"I am Han Zhao. Are you Kong Yi?"
Han Zhao asked. Judging from Kong Yi's appearance alone, he felt that he was slightly inferior.
"You are quite courageous, you are so anxious to die." Kong Yi chuckled.
"Han Zhao, who is this person?" At this time, Mr. Xu's expression in the carriage suddenly changed, and he looked at Han Zhao with a look of surprise.
He used the Qi-gazing technique to check and saw that Han Zhao had purple energy rising into the sky. He was the noblest among the nobles. He could be called the son of destiny, the darling favored by heaven and earth.
However, within this purple energy, the black energy is so dense that it is like a real substance. It is simply unbearable for heaven and earth. I can't wait for a thunder calamity to come down and destroy it in the next moment.
Logically speaking, how could such an indescribably precious destiny be accompanied by such horrific 'bad luck'.
Kong Yi's luck is pure green with purple, and faintly black, indicating that he may encounter bad luck recently, or he may turn bad luck into good luck.
But Han Zhao's luck was so weird that it was possible for him to pick up a treasure when he went out for a walk, and then choke to death after drinking water.
"Kong Yi, it would be best if we could stop fighting." Mr. Xu grabbed Kong Yi who was about to get out of the car. Even if Kong Yi could kill Han Zhao and take away part of his purple energy, the black energy that soared into the sky would not be enough. How much can it bear.
"Mr. Xu, wait a moment and watch me take him!" Kong Yi smiled proudly and flew off his horse.
Chichi!
In an instant, the void behind Kong Yi was slightly distorted, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered around him, forming a lifelike peacock.
This peacock is more than one foot long, with an emerald green head and tail coverts forming a tail screen. It is bright and beautiful, just like a living peacock.
The only difference is that there are five more three-foot-long feathers on the peacock's tail, like a sword, each with its own color, divided into green, yellow, red, black, and white, faintly flowing.
I saw the peacock flapping its wings gently and flying straight towards Han Zhao with Kong Yi.
Whoosh whoosh!
The peacock opened its tail, and its tail feathers shot out like a sharp sword at a terrifying speed several times the speed of sound.
Normal warriors can only activate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth by breaking through the realm of Ningsha and returning to the innate world.
Kong Yi, on the other hand, directly activated the spiritual energy of heaven and earth through the blood of the spiritual beast, condensing the virtual form of the peacock.
Although Kong Yi looked down on Han Zhao, he never underestimated his enemy when fighting, so he used all his strength when he attacked.
"Well done!"
Han Zhao's pupils shrank, and the industry-killing knife in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath.
An extremely strange wave emerged from his knife, and the scarlet blade was completely covered in white light.
Han Zhao lightly slashed out his sword, and a dazzling white light bloomed across the sky and the earth, and his two hundred years of life passed by in an instant.
"Kurong style!! This kid is risking his life as soon as he comes up?!" Mr. Xu, who was watching the battle on the carriage, was shocked. He was so frightened that he jumped off the carriage and ran away.
Tsk tsk tsk!
White light swept across, and substantial ripples appeared in the air, and the peacock's tail feathers instantly turned into powder.
The power of Nirvana continued unabated, and fell on Kong Yi in an instant.
But seeing that Kong Yi didn't panic at all, the peacock's virtual form glowed brightly behind him, and its five sword-like tail feathers quickly materialized and flew into his palm.
He brushed the tail feathers in his hand, and five colors of green, yellow, red, black, and white light flashed past.
The power of annihilation seemed to be stagnant, and then the peacock's virtual wings behind Kong Yi closed and blocked the withering style.
"Kurong style? The power of annihilation is really dangerous! It's a pity that you are not a martial saint. You should not provoke me." Kong Yi was proud. Han Zhao was much stronger than he expected, but he did not rely on it, and he gathered the peacock as soon as he came up. Xu Xing, even if it is Tiansheng Sect’s secret skill, so what.
"Today, you will definitely die!" At this moment, Kong Yi was determined to kill Han Zhao. If Han Zhao broke through the Ningsha Realm and used the Kurong Style again, then unless he had reached the third bloodline awakening, even if he used the five-color divine light, You may not be able to catch this move unscathed.
"It's hard to say who is going to die!" Han Zhao's sword in his hand trembled violently, and the white light that had just dispersed condensed in an instant.
Another slash came out.
Kong Yi's eyes changed slightly, did he want to die with him?
"Buzz!"
The five-color tail feathers that were about to disappear in Kong Yi's hands were activated by him again.
With one stroke of his hand, the power of annihilation was blocked again.
"Five-color divine light, swipe everything! You can win with nothing." In the middle of Kong Yi's words, Han Zhao slashed out with his third sword in a withering style.
"Crazy!" Looking at the white hair growing on Han Zhao's temples, Kong Yi cursed angrily, and he pushed the power of his bloodline to the extreme.
Buzz buzz buzz!
The five-color tail feathers in his hand bloomed with dazzling light, like a gorgeous crystal sword.
Five-color divine light flashed out.
Not only did the power of annihilation dissipate, but the karma-killing knife in Han Zhao's hand was instantly released and flew into Kong Yi's hand.
"I see how you can use the Kurong style without a knife."
Continuously stimulating the power of blood and using the five-color divine light, Kong Yi's breath was severely damaged at this moment. If it were any other person, he would not be in such a mess.
This is a life-threatening act that cannot be stopped by ordinary people.
It is estimated that even Cao Wuyu, who is ranked number one, may not be able to block the three-sword Kurong style at such a close distance.
The five-colored tail feathers in Kong Yi's hand instantly collapsed, and the virtual form of the peacock behind him also faintly disappeared.
"Die!" The peacock wings behind Kong Yi shook violently. His figure flashed and appeared in front of Han Zhao in an instant, punching him in the face.
Deal with Han Zhao at close range in case he has a spare spiritual weapon, the sword.
Kong Yi won't give him any more chances.
boom! ! !
Dazzling golden light exploded from Han Zhao's body, and the dense and terrifying strength and energy were like a hurricane sweeping through, setting off a violent airflow. The ground was swept by the strength and true energy, and the nearby big trees broke in an instant.
Han Zhao suddenly opened his arms, white-gold arcs flashed around his body, and a ferocious white tiger tattoo appeared on his chest.
"Vajra body protection!!"
Han Zhao shouted loudly, his whole body crackled and exploded, and his whole body expanded crazily like it was inflated! In the blink of an eye, he turned into a little giant over two meters tall, with veins all over his body and explosive muscles all over his body!
His upper body clothes suddenly shattered, revealing explosive muscles that were all red gold. His whole body turned into a vajra body. The surging innate Yang Gang Qi formed a red battle armor more than three inches thick on his body surface. His whole body was like a Avatar.
Han Zhao clenched his fist with five fingers and punched out!
Countless air currents were exploded instantly, and the huge force and energy crazily compressed the air, forming an astonishing high-pressure shock wave that blasted towards Kong Yi like a laser cannon.
"Not good!" Kong Yi's expression changed suddenly. How come Han Zhao's sword skills were so terrifying and his close combat skills even more outrageous?
He wanted to escape, but it was too late.
boom--!
Following an earth-shattering explosion, Mr. Xu who was watching the battle and the middle-aged man driving the car hugged the tree trunk tightly. Their bodies were blown in a straight line with the ground by the aftermath of the violent wind, and their clothes turned into rags. .
Although walking in Dongsheng Continent requires force, Mr. Xu is equivalent to the strength of a warrior's three-qi master. Most people are not his opponent, and those who are stronger than him know that the Star Pavilion will never embarrass him, a star envoy. .
But today he realized that even at the master level, even the aftermath of the battle cost him half of his life.
Is this a battle between peerless geniuses?
When Mr. Xu raised his head, his expression became horrified.
"Kong Yi was defeated so quickly?!"
Han Zhao, whose upper body was exposed, was seen pinching Kong Yi's neck with one hand and lifting him high.
"I accept the five-color peacock bloodline without mercy!" Han Zhao quickly absorbed the spirit beast blood essence in Kong Yi's body.
"Ah——!" Kong Yi's eyes were red, and the pain of losing blood and essence made him unable to even speak.
"Poof!" Soon, Kong Yi was sucked dry by Han Zhao, and his body turned into powder and dissipated in the wind.
After doing all this, Han Zhao took Kong Yi's Sumeru bag into his palm, turned around and left.
After consuming six hundred years of life in one breath, plus using the Vajra body protection, and the amplified physical body of the dragon incarnation and the white tiger incarnation, his body is now weak, and he may not even be able to defeat an ordinary Yisha realm martial saint.
We have to go back to Daliang City to rest quickly.
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PS: The system is poisonous and my cover was forcibly changed.
(End of chapter)
