Han Diao Temple was able to grow from a young eunuch to the powerful eunuch he is today. It is unknown how many hardships he has put in and how many corpses he has stepped on.
Countless masters died at the hands of Han Diao Temple, including many first-grade Tianxiang. As for King Kong and Zhixuan, there were even more than ten people, and they had to kill and skin them every time.
Being called the devil, Han Diao Temple deserves the title.
Among the three major demons of the Spring and Autumn Period, if Huang Sanjia and Xu Xiao ruined the Spring and Autumn Period, then his killings at Han Diao Temple and Xu Xiao's horse riding in the rivers and lakes destroyed the rivers and lakes together.
Wang Xianzhi once said that in the Xuan Realm, Deng Tai'a won the first place.
Then, the old cat Han Diao Si is the second person to refer to Xuan, who is good at pointing to Xuan and killing celestial phenomena.
And the reason why he has gained such a reputation is not just because he can cut off immortality by snapping his fingers, and can cut off the connection between heaven and man.
It was also because he was strong enough. Otherwise, after the celestial master fell into Zhixuan, how could he be easily skinned and killed by him.
Korean cats' martial arts skills and experience are among the best in the world.
After seeing King Mighty being restrained by a fishhook and line, the Korean cat realized that the opportunity had come. The first punch came out with all his strength, severely injuring the powerful king.
Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, the Korean cat took advantage of the victory and launched another punch.
This punch uses his mysterious finger technique, which can cause chaos in the opponent's body. He can exert 100% of his strength, at most 70% to 80%.
Then, his eyes flashed, and a figure stood in front of him, with his fingers spread wide, and he received his punch gently and deftly. It was as if he, the human cat who made the world tremble with fear, had really become an old cat.
"You said that when you get old, you have to obey your old age. Why are you competing with us young people?"
The visitor shook his head slightly and punched Han Shengxuanping calmly: "Come on, old hermaphrodite, take my punch and see."
"Danger."
But just such a punch made the Korean cat feel alarmed, and the hair on his body exploded like a frightened kitten.
He faced countless enemies throughout his life, and even Cao Changqing, the "invincible official", was forced to retreat by him. This shows that he is not a person who lives up to his reputation.
However, the sense of crisis this punch brought to him was actually stronger than Cao Guanzi's back then.
Point to the mysterious realm, and clasp your fingers to pray for immortality. One of the most important characteristics is to anticipate the enemy's opportunities, foresee the unknown, and sense hidden dangers.
Under the pressure of a huge crisis, every bone of the Korean cat seemed to be rattling, as if every force in its body was about to burst out.
Then.
The Korean cat retreated.
Skimming and retreating.
He has always believed in his own senses.
The moment he retreated, he vaguely saw a black crack appearing in the void where his fist hit, but it disappeared again when he turned around, making people wonder if he was dazzled.
"I don't dare to take this kind of punch. I think you should not call me a Korean cat. Korean turtles are pretty much the same."
Yu Liancheng sighed and shook his head. The punch just now contained the "shattering" power that he had clearly understood in Zhixuan. The power was extraordinary, but the Korean cat ran away.
"He finally came back." Xuanyuan Jingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the majestic energy gradually calmed down. If he wants to show his strength, he has to sacrifice his life. Now that his family is barely harmonious and he has a place to display his talents, he is reluctant to die.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng's beautiful eyes were shining brightly next to Xuanyuan Jingcheng. She admired the man in front of her very much, as evidenced by her black dress.
On the other side, after Xuanyuan Dapan's will was wiped out, he turned into a puppet, King Dali, using both arms to pull the thread suddenly, and a figure emerged from the sky.
But he is a middle-aged man with an ordinary face. His Taoist robe is simple. He is currently living an unknown number of feet high in the sky. His Taoist robe is fluttering. He looks a bit immortal, but it is unfortunately ruined by his slightly gloomy face. It's all clear, who else could it be if it wasn't Zhao Huangchao.
"It's you again, you're so old, you're really a dog-skin plaster, you can't get rid of it no matter what."
Yu Liancheng turned to look at Zhao Huangchao, and suddenly said in a surprised tone: "But why do you only have a mysterious cultivation level, and your energy is scattered? Isn't it because you were beaten twice by me? Look, You, at such an old age, don’t even know how to cultivate your moral character. No, you must be punished."
"Emperor Murong Tong, I want you to die!!"
Zhao Huangchao's eyes widened, and his whole body shot out murderous intent.
The first time he met Yu Liancheng, he was beaten violently by the opponent with almost no backhand power. He was severely injured and almost gave birth to inner demons.
The second time he wandered out of his body, he tried to kill Wu Su's remnant soul, but he didn't expect that it was just a trap set by Yu Liancheng. This time, he was even more unlucky and fell directly into the Zhixuan realm.
Of course, even if he fell into Zhixuan, with his hundreds of years of cultivation, he would still be far better than the ordinary first-class, and his methods were endless, rare in the world.
Whoosh!
The fishing line and fishhook originally wrapped around King Dali suddenly spread out and hooked towards Yulian City again.
"Don't worry, your opponent is him." Yu Liancheng patted King Dali on the shoulder.
King Dali shook his arm, and the wind from his palm blew wildly, pushing the fishing line and bait away. At the same time, he stamped his feet, flew into the sky, and charged towards Zhao Huangchao.
A Dragon Tiger Zhixuan who had entered the fairyland of land gods fought against a puppet Tianxiang who was physically strong but had no mind.
"Okay, now it's our turn."
Yu Liancheng turned to look at Han Diao Temple.
Han Diao Si's face was as dark as water, but he was not slow at all in taking action.
I saw the red rope on his arm unfolding like a long whip, and suddenly scattered into dozens of pieces.
The long whip danced wildly, and as it twirled, it was like hundreds of red-chained snakes dancing wildly in the air, as if they were living creatures, exuding a cold aura and covering the entire body of Yulian City like a dragnet.
Bringing life to dead objects has always been a symbol of masters in the celestial realm. Most of the sword immortals of the past dynasties were also able to make a common sword channel spirits, just like a monk nodding his head when speaking.
Although the great eunuch in python robe in front of me refers to Xuan, he has celestial means. His immersion in the Zhixuan realm has indeed reached a level that is unimaginable to ordinary people.
Yu Liancheng opened his palms, and there were three more small swords in his palms.
Each of these three small swords has its own characteristics.
The one on the far right is the largest, with a wider blade. Although it is only a small sword, it gives it a clumsy and thick aura, like a knight singing wildly and drinking nothing.
The sword in the middle has a longer blade, which shines with a captivating cold light, and has a sharp energy, like a general who is invincible in every move.
The sword on the right is the smallest, graceful and delicate, and has an ethereal and agile feeling. She looks like the girl next door who looks back and smiles, and also looks like an assassin walking in the dark.
"Hongfu."
Yu Liancheng flicked his finger, and the small sword on the far right flew out, as fast as lightning, without any sound, and the sword struck at the slightest turn of dozens of "Red Chain Snakes".
As the sword light danced, it was as if it was nailed to seven inches, nailing all Han Diao Temple's strange attacks.
Han Diao Si frowned, his energy surged, and the red chains danced even more wildly. The air was sucked out loudly, almost turning into a mass of paste. The red rope whipped on the ground from time to time, and the ground exploded immediately, as fragile as tofu.
However, no matter how Han Diao Si urged the red snakes with red ropes on his arms to dance wildly in the sky, they were all blocked by that subtle sword light, and all their efforts were in vain.
There were even some red ropes that were chopped off and fell to the ground, leaving only nine out of ten.
Han Diao Si snorted coldly, shook his arms, and the red rope snakes were bundled together again, flying through the air, and driven by the true energy, they struck out like thunderbolts. Between the sound of the whip and the shaking of the whip, there was a thunder.
Although the "red whisk" changed flexibly, its power was too weak. In an instant, Han Diao Si's whip force enveloped Yulian City again, and it seemed that the next moment he would be whipped to pieces all over his body.
"Li Jing!"
Yu Liancheng flicked his fingers, and the small sword with sharp energy flew out immediately.
Although "Li Jing" is not as flexible as Hongfu, it is not slow, and is extremely sharp. It can kill back and forth vertically and horizontally. In cooperation with Hongfu, the two swords are a perfect match.
Not long after, only five or six out of ten of the red rope snakes in Han Diao Temple were left.
"go!"
After forcing the red rope snake back, Yu Liancheng raised his finger and chanted again.
"Red Whisker Girl" suddenly flew out, like a lightning strike, but it was far more flexible than lightning.
"Li Jing" also turned into a flash of sword light. Although the speed was slightly slower, it was flying like a divine dragon.
The two swords cooperated with each other to form a sword network, and the sword force was layered upon each other. The red rope red snake of Han Diao Temple was difficult to resist.
In an instant, the sword light poured towards the humans and cats.
Han Diao Si twisted his waist and turned around, his python robe floated like flowing clouds, his body turned upside down, and he avoided his eyebrows, throat, heart and other vital points in a thousandth of an instant.
It was just that the python robe was flying and sizzling, and many holes were torn open by the sword energy, and blood was flowing, making this powerful eunuch very embarrassed.
"No, this man's flying sword skills are very strong. Even if he can't compare with Deng Tai'a, he can still beat my Red Rope Red Snake..."
Han Diao Si's mind moved, and suddenly turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards the remaining members of Huishan, grinning a cruel and vicious smile: "Even if I, Han Diao Si, die, I will drag them to be buried with them."
Immediately afterwards, the red rope red snake on the human cat's arm was divided into dozens of long snakes again. The long snakes danced wildly, whipped down randomly, and screams could not be heard.
Anyone who is touched by the red rope red snake is lucky enough to only lose their arms and legs. Many people have their waists broken by a tug. Even if someone is wearing soft armor, it will break like tissue paper.
In just two breaths, with Han Diao Temple as the center, the area within a few feet was like a purgatory on earth, filled with a river of flesh, mud and blood.
The others no longer dare to stay and watch the masters compete, but they will endanger the fish in the pool and pay the price with their lives.
"You hermaphrodite, you're looking for death."
Yu Liancheng snorted coldly and put his hands behind his back. Pointing his toes, he flew towards the human cat, while Hong Fu and Li Jing's two small swords were guarding him.
A young guest from Huishan passed by Yu Liancheng, with a look of panic on his face. He was in a panic and couldn't choose his way out. He only regretted that his parents had lost two legs.
And just as the two of them passed each other, the Huishan guest's flustered expression suddenly turned calm and calm, with a hint of murderous intent.
He pressed his hand against Yulian City.
Boom! !
With this press, an invisible force fell from the sky, as if a huge mountain was suppressing Yulian City.
Yu Liancheng's figure suddenly froze, and his bones creaked.
The hard ground beneath his feet was cracked and crumbling.
In a moment, his feet were submerged into the ground.
The two Huishan guests who were closer to him lay on the ground and were crushed into a ball of flesh amid a low scream.
"Hey kid, it's time to die."
Han Diao Si had a sneer on his face, as if he had expected this to happen.
In other words, this was all planned by him and another land god.
The human cat took a step forward, clasped his fingers towards Yu Liancheng, and used his world-famous fingering secret technique. Although there was a long distance, the energy in Yu Liancheng's body became chaotic and uncontrollable.
Immediately afterwards, the human cat, who had not shown any signs of fatigue in the battle so far, clapped his hands gently, and the red ropes on his arms began to wander like spiritual beings, all suspended in mid-air, gathered into lines, began to twist and deform, and finally turned into a red line. The three-foot sword reveals its sharp and sinister energy.
"Die!!"
Han Diao Si raised his finger and pulled the Qi machine. The red line three-foot sword cut through the sky. The scarlet sword light rose into the sky, exuding an unknown Qi machine.
There seemed to be bursts of sobbing sounds between the heaven and the earth, which were so cruel that it made people feel numb. It seemed as if this sword strike would stain the world with blood.
The red-lined three-foot sword flew in front of Yulian City in the blink of an eye, unaffected by the strange pressure at all.
Han Diaoji has full confidence in the red line three-foot sword. No matter how powerful the opponent is, he will be pierced through the heart.
He looked at Yu Liancheng, admiring his opponent's desperate posture.
After he is nailed to death, he can be made into red armor of a talisman and be driven by it day and night. How happy it will be.
However, Han Diao Temple suddenly discovered.
Yu Liancheng didn't show any panic at all, as if he had everything in mind, which gave him an ominous premonition.
Then, he saw the opponent flick his fingers, and the broadest and thickest small sword flew out.
Although he was affected by the pressure and his speed was not fast, he just happened to intercept the red line three-foot sword.
Ding!
The tips of the two swords clashed together, and the sword energy was released like a frenzy.
Han Diao Si's face turned pale, and he responded to the red line three-foot sword energy machine.
If one loses, both will suffer, if one gains, both will prosper.
I thought I could destroy the opponent's small sword in one go, but suddenly I realized that the thing opposite was not a small sword, but an ancient and heavy mountain, carrying tens of millions of huge forces, "slowly" pushing forward, and it was unstoppable.
The red line three-foot sword was pushed back little by little, and even bent, allowing Han Diao Si to instill the true energy with all his strength, but there was no way to stop it.
collapse!
After bending to the extreme, like a long bow, the Red Thread Three-Child Sword completely collapsed and turned into a mess of scattered red threads falling to the ground.
And this sword named "Qiu Bearded Guest" thrust towards Han Diao Temple.
Although the speed of the little sword changed a lot after jumping out of the weird pressure range. But with Han Diao Si's speed, he can easily dodge it.
But at this moment, "Li Jing" flew out of the sky, its sharp edge flashing, blocking his way, leaving him to face the attack of the bearded man.
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ps: I had something to do the day before yesterday, so I forgot to ask for leave. The rest of the time, I will update as normal. Eunuchs don’t do this kind of thing, and I am also preparing to update 20,000 words for 515.
