The early spring sunshine shines on Hexi, through the layers of dense verdant leaves, sprinkling a little bit of light, rendering an indescribable atmosphere of dead silence.

Hiss!

The seven people looked at each other and were shocked: "The horns of the giant bull demon are broken?"

Unbelievable!

They looked around a little dazedly.

The bright black giant bull in front of him was fierce to the extreme, hideous to the extreme, I am afraid that he must have the terrifying strength of the peak of the martial arts realm, which is enough to easily torture and kill them.

And the stronger the demon, the harder the horns.

It is no exaggeration to say that the horns of this bright black bull are almost comparable to the diamond diamonds circulating in the market. Unless there is a special cutting instrument, it can be crushed.

But.

The young man in the black trench coat just lightly pressed his palm, and shattered the horns of the giant bull, what a ridiculous level of force.

The next moment - moo!

The giant bull, whose body was glowing with a shiny black luster, instantly felt the sharp pain of the broken horns, and its scarlet eyes turned crimson, brewing tyranny.

"Human!"

It roared in rage and stepped forward.

"It's so weak, and the voice is still so ugly, it's better to die. Han Dong smiled slightly at the broken horns of the bright black bull, and withdrew his left fist with liquid internal force to his waist.

Bang!

The left fist was dispatched, as if a cannon was ejected.

The surging fist surface was chiseled on the broken horn on the spot, making a crisp sound, and it actually blew up the remaining horn on the spot, like smashing the diamond diamond with a palm.

Side.

The seven disciples from the small martial arts sect were all moved: "The flesh and blood body and the demon horns are hard to face, shattering the horns, and their own bodies are intact?"

They see it clearly.

Han Dong's left fist was not wounded in any way, like a neat and flawless white jade. In front of him, the impregnable horns of a giant bull are like weak plastic products.

I'm afraid that the elders of the sect are no more than that.

"Presumptuous!"

"Damn humans!" roared the Giant Bull Demon.

It trampled its hooves and feet fiercely and disorderly, and the demon body rose high and stepped downward, forming wind pressure, causing the whistling wind to disperse the surrounding area.

Two hooves and feet, stepping out of the wind that swept around.

Apparently.

It no longer had the strength to try to brutally trample Han Dong, who was wearing a pitch-black trench coat. After all, the strongest point of the cow demon is not the horns, but the trampling of the cow's hooves.

Boom, boom, boom!

There were four or five trampling in a row.

But the bright black giant bull noticed that something was wrong, the scarlet eyes the size of a wheel, looked at Han Dong below, and saw the left arm like a chain across the river, steady as a mountain to hold his bull demon trampling power.

What the?

What's going on?

It swore that in its thirteen years of life, it had never encountered such a strange thing, it was clearly just the momentum of the military general realm, but it carried its own trampling power?

It shouldn't be that way.

As long as it is a military general, he should be trampled to death by himself.

"Hey. The corners of Han Dong's mouth outlined a chill, as if his right palm penetrating the wind and clouds caught the hooves and feet of the bright black giant bull: "What do you mean by jumping so high." ”

Immediately.

The right arm, infused with strong internal force, shines brightly, as if the restriction of a golden hoop that cannot be disobeyed, carrying the hooves and feet of the giant bull, and slamming it towards the earth.

Boom, boom, boom!

The same fierce bombardment produced an incomparably dull loud noise, as if countless thunders exploded on the flat ground, echoing in a radius of hundreds of meters, startling all birds and birds.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Dense foliage with a slight emerald green tendency, shaking and falling.

As the demon body hit the ground, the tremor was extremely strong, spreading in all directions, creating a small earthquake with manpower, shattering the giant bull demon body.

"What?"

"Is it still a human being?" The seven people were stunned for a moment, and then took a few steps back, their eyes glowing with horror: "Maybe his strength can barely touch the martial arts level of the twelve hidden dragons that are famous today." ”

The twelve hidden dragons can be called the high-ranking martial arts genius.

In this battle of Tianjiao, in the face of the twelve hidden dragons who looked down on everything, most martial arts geniuses could only be reduced to bystanders, watching the twelve hidden dragons create brilliance.

The other side.

Han Dong carried the giant bull demon and fell seven or eight times, and finally moved his muscles and bones, and his left palm suddenly exerted his strength, and he lifted it upward.

The demon was in mid-air, powerless to resist.

Bang!

The terrifying right leg like a giant chain of steel has undergone a thousand tempers, falling from the sky, the air is simply unbearable, and the sound of sharp cracking clusters of air waves resounds-the arrogant right leg slammed the giant bull demon cow in the air.

A whip leg killed him in an instant.

Boom.

The bright black color of the giant bull, the demon body twisted into a strange shape, and fell crookedly to the ground, all the bones were shattered, and there was no life or death.

"Hmph. ”

Han Dong snorted coldly.

There is no need to have the slightest sympathy for demons and monsters...... He took out the breeze paper towel in his pocket, which was still printed with the handwriting of pure logs.

Breeze tissues, full of toughness, and this is sent by Zhang Hao.

Phew.

Han Dong, who had just killed the demon in a rage, shook out a white tissue and carefully wiped his dirty palm.

"Huh?"

"What is he doing?"

The seven people who were trembling stood together as if they were huddled together for warmth, and watched Han Dong take out a tissue in amazement, wiping his palms like a breeze, rendering a sense of slow and logical freehand.

The more I observed, the more shocked I became.

The more shocked, the more astonished I became.

Goo-dong.

The disciples of the Martial General Realm led by him couldn't help but swallow two mouthfuls of dry saliva, and looked at the other six people: "Could it be that this is the custom after killing demons and monsters?"

"No, it's the indifferent elegance of sitting and watching the clouds roll up. ”

"It makes sense, this young man in black may not be weaker than the twelve hidden dragons, he just simply wiped his palm, and he also has an extraordinary momentum. ”

The seven of them were shocked and discussed. Although the voice was subtle, it couldn't hide it from Han Dong at all.

Belch.

Han Dong looked at his palms speechlessly, because of the wild smashing of the giant bull demon, his palms were covered with dirt and dust...... That's the root cause of taking out a tissue and wiping it down.

The right palm begins to shine.

As the internal force surfaced on the surface of the body, it stimulated extremely strong energy, instantly crushing the used breeze paper towels, so as not to pollute the forest environment.

"Caring for the environment is everyone's responsibility. ”

"There are really not many good young people like me in society today. Han Dong thought leisurely and shook his right palm.

Not.

His gaze fell on the seven people next to him.

In fact, the performance of these seven people really surprised him, how could a sect disciple with such a poor heart kill demons and monsters?

The scene that should have been easily escaped turned into a life-and-death situation.

I see.

It is no wonder that this year's battle has changed to the only way to measure the enemy by killing.

"Hello. The disciple of the Martial Generals Realm led by him sneered and said, "Are you also a martial arts genius who participated in the Battle of Tianjiao?" ”

The Battle of Tianjiao?

Shouldn't it be a battle of the world?

Han Dong was stunned, didn't say anything, just nodded.

The seven of them were overjoyed when they saw this, and hurriedly asked Ai Ai for help from Han Dong, hoping to go to the meeting place with Han Dong.

After all.

There is still a distance of more than ten kilometers, which is indeed dangerous.

Han Dong didn't take it seriously, looked at the seven people who were nervous, and smiled: "Let's go together." ”

......

The southeastern region of the Taihang Mountains.

The valley and jungle, which was originally empty, have now set up tents that stretch in all directions, and a large number of martial arts practitioners have gathered here, and the scene is extremely noisy.

This is where the Battle of the World is held.

There were six or seven martial arts geniuses in the martial arts realm, standing at the edge of the jungle with their arms crossed, their eyes scanning the audience vigilantly.

"In this year's battle of the world, there are too many generals. ”

"Hmph. Rao is a high-ranking martial arts realm, and their faces are also extremely stern: "Fortunately, the competition method has been changed to kill the enemy, otherwise a simple competition in the ring, who can beat those lower-level martial arts realms?"

The realm of martial arts and the realm of martial generals can be called the difference between heaven and earth.

Even if the world is at the peak of the martial arts realm, it can only be comparable to the lower martial arts realm, whether it can be defeated depends on many factors such as the right time and place.

"It's a pity. ”

One of the female generals shook her head, her short black hair was about ear-length length, and her voice was full of sighs: "The battle of the world is becoming more and more unworthy of the name." In my opinion, it should be called the Battle of Tianjiao, anyway, this name has indeed been recognized by many martial arts geniuses. ”

The other five looked at each other and bowed their heads secretly.

With the development of the times, today's scientific and technological level has some integration with the three realms of martial arts. Scientific and technological progress is also conducive to the practice of martial arts...... For example, a small number of martial arts geniuses relied on scientific instruments to forcibly advance to the Martial Sect Realm.

That's why.

Gai Shi Tianjiao fought, but Gai Shi was no longer qualified to dominate, and instead those new martial arts realms controlled the seats of contemporary Tianjiao.

"I said yes. ”

"The world is indeed invincible. Another young man was also indignant and said: "Why is the battle of Tianjiao still prefixed with the battle of Tianjiao, maybe we should jointly make a proposal to make the battle of Tianjiao officially renamed the battle of Tianjiao." ”

They talked loudly, their voices were loud, and occasionally they observed the martial arts geniuses who had come out of the surrounding jungle and arrived here.

Or chuckle and shake your head, or be silent.

The union of six high-ranking generals is enough to crush everything.

"We don't need to be afraid of anyone. The female military commander opened her mouth with a smile, and then added in a low voice: "Except for the twelve hidden dragons...... Even the weakest hidden dragon has already touched the martial arts level of the Martial Sect Realm. ”

"The twelve hidden dragons are indeed terrifying. Someone answered.

At this moment - boom.

In the dense jungle next to him, a young man in a pitch-black trench coat suddenly walked out, his face was as indifferent as a cloud, and his steps were leisurely, silent, without alarming anyone.

It's as calm as a mirror lake, without any ripples.

The restrained seems to be simple and unpretentious, and the qi is ordinary.

Follow.

Seven young men also walked out of the back, both men and women, all of whom muttered a sentence or two in a sincere whisper: "We all think that you are not much worse than the Twelve Hidden Dragons...... Benefactor, can you tell us your name?"

Twelve Hidden Dragons?

The six high-ranking generals who heard the key words turned their heads with their eyes like torches and looked over.

"Huh?"

"The Ninth Hidden Dragon-Gaishi Han Dong!" The relaxed faces of the six changed slightly, and their pupils narrowed by a few points.