"Obey!" The old man slowly walked out of the crowd and stood opposite Han Xiao. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Little master of the Han family, I'm sorry, if you want to complain, you will complain that you don't know the height of the sky, which angered the little prince. Now, let me die!"

Before the words fell, the gray-robed old man directly made a bold move, without giving Han Xiao any time to react.

This guy is also cautious, knowing that Han Xiao can kill the violent ape, and his strength is not as simple as it seems, so as soon as he makes a move, he goes all out, without any intention of underestimating the enemy.

Rumble!

Within a radius of ten zhang, the air suddenly exploded, and the wind swept violently.

Sun Lao's figure, like a flash of lightning, broke out of the air, and in the blink of an eye, he flashed directly in front of Han Xiao, and his arm was raised, like a heavy hammer, smashing down.

This guy's speed and strength are quite strong, and this kind of strength is enough to kill any martial artist under the Condensation Realm.

It's a pity, how can Han Xiao be an ordinary person?

"Hand-to-hand combat with me?" The corners of Han Xiao's mouth hung a touch of arc, if this Sun Lao relied on his strong Yuan power, used martial arts, and launched a Gangyuan attack, he was only afraid that he would have to spend some hands and feet, but he actually dared to get close to his body to fight hand-to-hand, it would be purely looking for death!

A hint of coldness flashed in Han Xiao's eyes: Old guy, I will let you see the power of the evil dragon overlord in a while!

Rumble!

An iron fist, in the midst of lightning, smashed into Han Xiao's chest.

There was a grim smile on the corner of Sun Lao's mouth, and he used this punch with all his might, even if he was also a powerhouse in the fourth stage of the Condensation Realm, he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Zhao Zijing snorted lightly, watching Sun Lao's fist fall, his heart was greatly happy, he seemed to have seen Han Xiao being torn apart under Sun Lao's fist, turning into a pile of minced meat.

However, just when Sun Lao's fist was about to touch Han Xiao, Han Xiao actually bowed back slightly at an extremely subtle angle, and the iron fist actually touched Han Xiao's chest, passing by without causing the slightest damage.

"Do you really think you're going to eat me?"

A faint voice sounded in Sun Lao's ears.

This voice was full of incomparable confidence and calmness, and Sun Lao couldn't believe that this young man would remain so calm and calm at such a critical moment.

At the moment when the voice came out, Han Xiao made a move.

As soon as he made a move, it was thunderous and unreserved.

Zheng!

A blood-colored long sword, I don't know when it has fallen into Han Xiao's hand, the two of them are very close to each other, and before Sun Lao can react, his heart is cold.

His heart was pierced by a sword.

"This ...... How is that possible?"

This last thought flashed through Sun Lao's mind, and then, his body fell suddenly, and he didn't blink a blind eye.

"Grass, how did that sword come out?" Zhao Zijing suddenly felt that his brain was completely insufficient, even if he took out the sword from the Qiankun bag, it would take a process, but Han Xiao's blood-colored long sword was clearly like it "grown" out of Han Xiao's body!

"Now, who is going to kill whom?" Han Xiao stared at Zhao Zijing coldly, and said with a cold smile: "Once this old guy from the Condensation Realm dies, what else do you have to rely on?"

His voice, cold and cruel, as if a messenger from hell, completely announced Zhao Zijing's death.

"Kill...... Kill him, shoot together, kill him for me!" Zhao Zijing screamed, Han Xiao's eyes made him feel creepy, even more cold and bloodthirsty than the most terrifying beast.

"Kill!"

Those disciples of the Xuan Palace's Mansion suddenly came back to their senses, drew their weapons one by one, and immediately roared out, killing Han Xiao together.

"Do you think it's useful if there are a lot of people?" Han Xiao snorted coldly, and the next moment, in the void, a scorching breath suddenly surged, as if there was a fire that burned the sky, suddenly erupting from the heart of the earth, wanting to burn everything in the world.

This was the first time Han Xiao had released the blazing flames within the Evil Dragon Burning Sky Wheel since he had cultivated the [Evil Dragon Ten Thousand Emperor Skill].

Han Xiao's sword light flashed, and at the edge of the sword, there were blazing flames entangled, and in the air, bursts of piercing explosions were heard.

The sword light shone brightly, and a cold light swept by, and one after another the disciples of the Xuan Palace, Han Xiao harvested their lives and fell in a pool of blood.

"Damn!" Zhao Zijing trembled all over, Han Xiao, he actually became so powerful!

Is this still the sick seedling who was once beaten by himself and had no power to fight back?

"Run, you must run!" Zhao Zijing walked wildly with his legs, he no longer had the courage to continue to stay, otherwise, he would definitely become the next corpse to fall in a pool of blood.

"Want to run?" Han Xiao's body was like lightning, and he still stopped in front of Zhao Zijing with an arrow step, "I said, no one can escape today, and everyone will die!"

Just now, he had killed all the children of the Xuan Wangfu Mansion, leaving no armor behind.

Han Xiao himself didn't notice that the more he killed, the more crazy his heart became, and his strength slowly increased unconsciously.

This kind of anomaly also appeared when hunting demon beasts, and it seems that as long as he starts killing, he is a little unable to control himself.

You must know that the primeval evil dragon is the master of killing, dominating killing, completing the transformation in the killing, and achieving the immortal throne of the lord of ten thousand dragons.

Han Xiao has the inheritance of the Ancient Evil Dragon, even if he is not murderous by nature, he is destined to follow a path full of killing and blood.

"No...... Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The little prince Zhao Zijing's face turned pale with fright, and before Han Xiao could make a move, he howled again and again, his whole body was paralyzed on the ground, and he kept trembling, how could he still have the arrogance he had before.

Han Xiao's decisive and thunderous methods just now had completely frightened him.

"What? Aren't you asking me to lick the soles of your shoes clean for you?" Han Xiao stepped forward, stepped his head into the ground, and said coldly: "What, your arrogance as the little prince of Xuan Wangfu, have you fed the dog?"

"Dog, I'm a dog!" Zhao Zijing howled and cried: "Uncle Han, I'm not human, don't kill me, I'll lick the soles of your shoes, please, don't kill me!"

"Cheap bones. Jiangnan and Jiangbei streets, you don't inquire who is your father?" Han Xiao snorted coldly, "If you didn't provoke me, how could you cause death, let's die with peace of mind!"

"No, Han Xiao, you can't kill me!" Zhao Zijing hurriedly said: "You have to be calm, you must be sensible, I am the little prince of Xuan Wangfu, if you kill me, it will definitely bring a catastrophe to the Han family, and the people of your entire Kaiyang City will all be buried with me!"

Zhao Zijing grabbed Han Xiao's ankle tightly, his eyes widened, and his face was full of horror.

In Han Xiao's body, he felt an aura of death, as long as Han Xiao used his strength, he would be reduced to a dead corpse.

"Hehe, who can prove that it was my hand to kill you?" Han Xiao leaned over and sneered, "After all, I'm just a waste sick man, who would suspect the head of a waste?"

Zhao Zijing's pupils contracted suddenly, as if he had been thundered.

Yes, in everyone's eyes, Han Xiao is just a waste riddled with evil diseases!

"No, don't kill me, please, don't kill me!" Zhao Zijing was completely desperate, "As long as you let me go, I will give you everything, money, women, and even my father's concubines can be brought out for your enjoyment!"

"Hey, hey. Han Xiao showed two rows of white teeth at Zhao Zijing, and said with a faint smile: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in you your mother." ”

After speaking, Han Xiao's face turned cold, and the preschool teacher stepped on it fiercely.

"No!Han Xiao, you can't die a good death!" Zhao Zijing cursed wildly, his eyes were full of resentment, "Kill me, you won't survive, my third brother is near here, he is a powerhouse of the Seven Layers of Condensation, he will kill you and avenge me!"

Click!

The voice stopped abruptly, and Han Xiao kicked him, directly stepping on his throat, and at the same time shattering his heart.

This arrogant and domineering little prince died here!