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"Your strength is much higher than I expected, no wonder Conway wants to ask me to come out in person, and the rest of his men really can't do anything about you. The black-haired old man said unhurriedly, "However, although you are extremely talented, after all, you have not long stepped into the realm of the Innate Grandmaster, and at most it is to that extent." It's just a warm-up, and then it's dinner, are you ready?"

Han Ye's eyes froze, staring at the black-haired old man and said, "My strength is more than this, are you ready again?"

The black-haired old man sneered, his body stretched violently, and Han Ye subconsciously flashed to the side, wanting to dodge the other party's attack and then counterattack, but the black-haired old man did not attack him, but only left a string of phantoms near him.

Han Ye stood in place, not moving, and did not follow the rhythm of the other party.

He had already sensed that this black-haired old man was known for his speed, and his strength was not much different from his, and he might even be weaker than him, and if he followed the rhythm of the other party, it would be detrimental to him.

The best way to defeat the opponent is to brake statically.

The black-haired old man walked around Han Ye for a while, and seeing that Han Ye was not confused, he seemed to be a little unable to hold back, and finally made the first move.

He went around Han Ye's back, his claws were like iron hooks, and he snapped towards Han Ye's shoulders, as if he wanted to crush Han Ye's shoulder joints in one fell swoop.

As soon as Han Ye heard the sudden sound of the wind behind him, he immediately threw a punch back without looking back, hitting the heart of the black-haired old man.

He's a lose-lose move.

Even if the black-haired old man might be able to smash his shoulder joint, his punch was enough to blast the black-haired old man's heart into powder.

With a temporary injury to the arm, in exchange for the other party's life, in general, he still made a profit.

The black-haired old man naturally didn't want to fight with Han Ye, and when he saw that Han Ye's fist was so fierce, he hurriedly changed his moves, retracted his strength slightly, changed his grasp to press, and flipped over with the strength of Han Ye's fist, and actually flipped into the air, and then roared, and rushed straight down from the air with an amazing momentum, like a missile, one leg hit Han Ye's top door!

Han Ye was not in a hurry, his palms turned upward, and his divine power was condensed in his palms.

Then he slapped his palms upwards and exhaled suddenly, and powerful divine power erupted from his palms and rushed towards the black-haired old man's legs.

"Boom!"

The huge impact force made Han Ye take two steps back before he stood firm, while the black-haired old man was shocked and flew up several meters high, then spun around in mid-air, and flew to Han Ye's right side, grabbing Han Ye's eyes violently, not giving Han Ye any breathing space.

In the process, the black-haired old man barely landed on his toes, flying in mid-air like a goshawk, fighting with Han Ye.

Han Ye is like a rock in the stormy waves, no matter how fierce the opponent's attack is, even if the waves are monstrous, he will never move.

The two sides fought fiercely for hundreds of rounds in an instant, and no one took advantage.

The black-haired old man's face couldn't help but be a little gloomy, he was twice as old as Han Ye, and his strength was overwhelmed by Han Ye, and just now he even boasted about Haikou, wanting to take Han Ye down easily.

But I didn't expect that after fighting for so long now, he didn't have the upper hand, if it was spread out, where should his old face go?

What's more, he found that Han Ye's stamina was much stronger than he expected.

According to his experience, although the combat method used by Han Ye was safe, it was extremely expensive.

He originally planned to use the method of grappling to consume a large amount of Han Ye's strength, making Han Ye unable to continue.

In fact, every time he encounters a similar opponent, his move always works.

Han Ye was only an innate first-order grandmaster, and his true qi was limited, and he believed that Han Ye would soon feel that his true qi was not good, and his actions would become sluggish.

What surprised him was that although Han Ye had only just stepped into the threshold of the Innate Grandmaster, the power in his body was like a great river and a big lake, extremely huge and endless!

He had been fighting with Han Ye for so long, and Han Ye's strength showed no signs of weakening at all!

On the contrary, his own true qi has consumed a lot.

If he continued to fight like this, he would instead exhaust his true qi before Han Ye!

The black-haired old man knew that he had underestimated Han Ye too much before, if he didn't show the ability to press the bottom of the box, it would not be the other party who would die this time, but himself!

The relaxed look on the black-haired old man's face swept away and became solemn.

He no longer attacked at will, needlessly consuming his true qi, but began to surround Han Ye, constantly flashing and moving.

The speed at which he flickered was so fast that each time he flickered, he left a faint phantom.

And as the speed increases, there are more and more phantoms, more and more real, and finally even become like real people.

Soon, Han Ye found that he was surrounded by the figures of black-haired old men, overlapping and overlapping, making it impossible to see which one was true and which one was fake!

Han Ye watched and listened to all directions, paying close attention to every movement of every figure around him, hoping to find out the black-haired old man's body.

At this moment, only to hear the sound of "whoosh", a figure rushed from the side, with both claws like hooks, digging straight to his temples! .