"Be good, don't cry, second junior brother, little junior sister will be taken care of by you and the third junior brother first, you stand back, I want to avenge the master and you today!" Lin Han gently pushed Lin Xiaolu away from him, handed it to Zhou Wufeng, turned around, and stared at Mu Wanchun fifty meters away with an expressionless expression, his expression was stiff, and he was a little unbelievable and refreshed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mu Wanchun didn't run away, because he sensed that Lin Han's cultivation was only the sixth level of Qi cultivation, two levels worse than him, although Lin Han had a powerful magic weapon in his hand, but when he came out, the thirteen elders also gave him a magic weapon.

As long as it is a Dharma weapon, and the cultivation level does not exceed the tenth level of Qi training, then whether it is a low-grade Dharma weapon or a high-grade Dharma weapon, in the hands of a monk below the tenth level of Qi training, the power that can be exerted is the same.

Mu Wanchun knew that it was Tianlei Suo, and was shocked how Lin Han could have such a high-grade magic weapon, and at the same time wondered if he would get his other treasures if he killed Lin Han.

"Tut-tut, I'm a little curious now, what can make a waste become a sixth-level Qi cultivation monk in just one month!" "During the Qi cultivation period, there are a total of fifteen layers, although the first and fifteenth layers belong to this great realm, the distance between them can be described as countless times.

One layer is twice as powerful as the other.

Mu Wanchun was very calm, his cultivation was two levels higher than Lin Han, it didn't seem to be much, but in the end, his true qi was four times stronger than Lin Han.

"Mu Wanchun, how do you want to die?" Lin Han's face was hideous, no matter Mu Wanchun's status and identity in the County King's Mansion today, he would have died, if he hadn't come one step earlier, he might never see Zhou Wufeng and them at this moment.

As soon as he thought of this, Lin Han was very scared.

"Lin Han, don't think that you can show your teeth and claws in front of this steward if you have some adventures, forget that you knelt in front of this steward a month ago and begged me to spare your life? After Mu Wanchun calmed down, the people of the Black Armor Dragon Guard died, and Jia San also died, but it didn't matter, these people were originally cannon fodder, and they didn't take it to heart at all, and it didn't even affect his combat effectiveness at all.

Lin Han looked at Mu Wanchun gloomily, he hated the county king's mansion very much in his last life, and he could even say that he hated it to the bone, after the county king's mansion was invaded by Beichuan County, not only did he not have the slightest sense of humiliation as a native of Donghuang County, but on the contrary, he felt very happy.

Ninety percent of the reason why he hates it so much is because of this Mu Wanchun.

In the previous life, it wasn't until hundreds of years later that he happened to meet Mu Wanchun, but at that time, Mu Wanchun was not a small Qi cultivator, but a monk in the late stage of the Jiedan.

In the next hundred years, until the cultivation became a great success, Lin Han wanted to take revenge, but he never found Mu Wanchun, it is rumored that Mu Wanchun entered the ancient magic mountain to explore the treasure, and never came out.

This incident has become a serious illness in Lin Han's heart.

In this life, Lin Han vowed to destroy Mu Wanchun, but he is not strong now, and he does not dare to hit the door of the county king's mansion to find Mu Wanchun's trouble, originally thinking that if the county king's mansion comes to recruit An, he will obey.

Then find an opportunity to take out Mu Wanchun.

But he didn't expect Mu Wanchun to send it to the door by himself, and he almost killed his junior brothers and sisters.

New hatred and old hatred, if he doesn't kill this person, Lin Han will regret it for the rest of his life.

The battle between the monks at the tenth level of Qi cultivation is very simple, whoever has the magic weapon is powerful, and whoever has the true qi is the winner.

And above the tenth level of Qi cultivation, most monks are able to use low-level spells.

Especially after awakening, spells, supernatural powers, and martial arts will be the key to fighting.

Mu Wanchun is very sure that he will win, he will not lose in the competition of magic weapons, and in the competition of true qi, he is equivalent to four times that of Lin Han.

"I will cut off your head and put it in front of my master's grave to pay tribute to his old man!" Lin Han's voice came faintly, accompanied by a flash of thunder, and the heavenly thunder suo sacrificed, and two hand-thick thunderbolts fell with a bang.

Locked Mu Wanchun's body with his divine thoughts, unless he could instantly rush out of a distance of 100 meters, he would not be able to dodge any of Lin Han's attacks.

"It's up to you, don't be ashamed!" Mu Wanchun sneered arrogantly, patted the storage bag, and a small black sword flew out, the sword body was black, very exquisite, it was the Netherworld Sword that Qi cultivators dreamed of.

Lin Han once had one, but unfortunately it was destroyed under the Heavenly Thunder Suo.

Under Mu Wanchun's sacrifice, the Nether Sword instantly turned into a black dragon, rushing towards Lin Han's face door like lightning.

Lin Han's mind moved, and he instantly locked on the Netherworld Sword, and the thunderbolt that was originally slashing towards Mu Wanchun slammed into the Netherworld Sword.

Purple Heavenly Thunder could use the Heavenly Thunder Shuttle to destroy Lin Han's Nether Sword, but Lin Han couldn't use the Heavenly Thunder Shuttle to destroy Mu Wanchun's Nether Sword.

After all, the cultivation of the Purple Heavenly Thunder can exert the power of the Heavenly Thunder Suo by thirty percent, but Lin Han can't even activate the first layer at present.

Monks in the Qi training period can barely urge the high-grade magic weapon above the tenth level without being eaten by the magic weapon, normally speaking, only the foundation building monk will use the high-grade magic weapon.

Lin Han is a sixth-level cultivator who has practiced qi, and he can attack the enemy without being counterattacked by the Heavenly Thunder Shuttle, which is already a good behavior.

Two thunderbolts.

The Nether Sword was bombarded by lightning, but it only shook a few times in midair, slowing down, and when the lightning disappeared, it still stabbed towards Lin Han.

"Bell!"

Lin Han hurriedly used the Heavenly Thunder Shuttle to protect his body, and fought hard with the Netherworld Sword.

The Nether Sword collided with the Celestial Thunder Suo and sparked.

Mu Wanchun's sword finger shook, and the Nether Sword flew back in an instant.

"Hmph!" The sound cracked the golden stone, very harsh, Mu Wanchun's body was full of momentum, his robe hunted and hunted, his eyes were like electricity, shooting out more than two feet long green mang, his big hands were crossed, and his mouth was chanting: "The netherworld is angry and the sea is over!"

"Roar!"

The Nether Sword turned into a black dragon, and it was like a black sea, devouring Lin Han with its teeth and claws.

Lin Han's eyes shrank, a small phantom array was actually engraved in this Nether Sword, which could change the body of the Nether Sword, although it was not too lethal, but the momentum was amazing, making people palpitate, and they couldn't be calm.

Not far away, Zhou Wufeng, Lu Tao, Lin Xiaolu, Wang Dafu and others all changed color, their eyes widened, and they looked at Mu Wanchun, who was like a demon god, full of fear.

At the same time, they looked at Lin Han, can the senior brother fight, can the head win?

"Thunderbolt!"

Lin Han also roared, and the true qi in his body slammed into the Heavenly Thunder Suo one by one.

The Heavenly Thunder Suo hung in the air, booming, and thunderbolt-like thunderbolts blasted towards Mu Wanchun's body.

"It's not good, Senior Brother is going to die with him!" Everyone watched the battle between the immortal masters in fear, and the magical fighting scene made them unforgettable for life.

Although they didn't understand the fighting methods between the monks, with their vision, Zhou Wufeng could still see that Lin Han planned to brace Mu Wanchun with a blow and bombard Mu Wanchun with Tianlei Suo.

This is very dangerous, and even if it succeeds, there is a high probability that both sides will lose.

Zhou Wufeng didn't think that Senior Brother Lin Han could survive under the Nether Sword that turned into a black dragon.

"Senior brother!" the little junior sister Lin Xiaolu shouted angrily, she felt powerless and couldn't help at all.

"Stinky boy!" Mu Wanchun's face was gloomy, and he instantly activated his true qi to form a body shield, and scolded Lin Han secretly, it was no longer possible to withdraw the Nether Sword to protect himself, but his eyes were fierce, and the power of Tianlei Suo in the hands of a sixth-layer Qi cultivator like Lin Han was not very strong.

The two had already fought each other, and he knew that if he resisted, he would be slightly injured at most, but he would definitely not lose the strength of a fight.

His advantage is that his True Qi is four times stronger than Lin Han's, as long as his True Qi is insufficient, he can be killed at will.

Thundered.

When the thunder fell, Mu Wanchun felt that his body protection qi shield could not stop the power of the powerful thunder at all, his whole body was paralyzed, and all his internal organs were slightly injured, and he resisted the urge to vomit blood, and his face turned pale.

Two thunderbolts in a row, Mu Wanchun felt that he couldn't bear it, although he couldn't hurt the root, but it still made him very painful.

"Little bastard, I will definitely break your corpse into ten thousand pieces!" Mu Wanchun was ruthless in his heart, raised his eyes to look at Lin Han, and was stunned for a moment.

The dragon's sea-like Netherworld Sword devoured Lin Han, but Lin Han's body actually emitted a burst of dazzling light, blocking the attack of the Netherworld Sword.

"This, how is this possible!" Mu Wanchun's heart was shocked, his mind was unstable, the phantom array on the Netherworld Sword suddenly disappeared, the dragon was gone, and the Netherworld Sword turned back into a sword as black as ink.

Bang!

Mu Wanchun was a spirit, and the thunder above his head exploded again, followed by two heavenly thunders again.

This time, Tian Lei Suo launched so fast and urgently, Mu Wanchun didn't have any chance to defend at all, and was struck by two bolts of lightning.

"Ahh

When the boom sounded.

There was no longer any mind to control the Nether Sword, and the Nether Sword fell to the ground without the control of divine thoughts and true qi.

Lin Han raised his hand and took a suck and put it in the storage bag.

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