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The low-level disciples lined up, and Wang Weng stood first, holding a ghost staff with a hideous face.

Although the number of people is small, there is a martial artist like Wang Weng Lao, who is in the realm of martial arts, and the location of the town entrance of Liuquan Town is also driven by a fierce momentum and murderous intent.

In the distance, Han Chen and Iron Thorn naturally discovered the scene here, Mo said that Han Chen had already reached the realm of laymen, even if he was still at the level of the eighth order of the Martial Realm in the past, he did not have the slightest feeling of fear of Wang Weng Lao.

The two of them stepped forward, without a moment's stagnation under their feet, and it didn't take long for them to reach the forefront of the town.

This short distance of 100 steps has already made the news of the return transmitted to Liuquan Town, large and small power groups, all kinds of high- and low-level martial artists, squeezed the position at the entrance of Liuquan Town, and swept it away, as if there were three or four hundred.

Wang Weng Lao is also a little famous in Liuquan Town.

The martial artists of the Great Perfection of the Martial Realm are not everywhere, except for the three that originally existed in Liuquan Town, there are only four in the remaining seven towns, which shows that the strength of the martial artists in this Mohan County is indeed generally not high.

With Wang Weng Lao standing here, those warriors could only watch from afar, not daring to come up and touch the battle between the two parties.

Just like this, let Wang Weng and his party test how strong Han Chen's strength is.

Regarding the question of Han Chen's strength, in the past four months, it has become more and more evil, and it has always made people a little jealous.

"Han Chen! You killed my two masters in Wangjiazhuang, and today I will take them back, and I also have an explanation for our disciples in Wangjiazhuang! Seeing that Han Chen and Iron Thorn had already walked up to him, Wang Weng Lao shouted loudly with an awe-inspiring attitude.

Han Chen's gaze turned around him, and the corners of his mouth smiled, "I didn't expect that Lord Wang Zhuang would be so impatient." Do you remember what I said that day, I will definitely ask you for this account back. ”

"Hmph, ignorant child, don't be ashamed, let me pierce the veil of mysterious strength on your body today, I want to see if you can really defy the sky in just four months!"

After Wang Weng finished speaking, he took a step under his feet and rushed towards Han Chen.

If he didn't agree with each other, he directly fought, but he saw that there were more and more people watching around, and he was afraid that something would happen, so he wanted to strike first and take Han Chen's head.

He has coveted that rich reward for a long time, so he naturally doesn't want to be snatched away by others.

The shadow of the ghost gate staff was continuous, dancing in Wang Weng's old hands, the strong wind gusted, and he could see the dust on the ground, and the shadow of the staff seemed to be real and fake, layer upon layer, and it hit Han Chen's body up and down.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

Wang Weng's combo made the people around him eye-opener.

The Great Perfection of the Martial Realm is the Great Perfection of the Mortal Martial Realm, and it is really extraordinary, after this set of ghost gate staff is displayed, I am afraid that even if it is a martial artist of the same level, it will be extremely difficult to resist it if he is caught off guard.

It happened that when Han Jingtian and the three of them just walked to the entrance of Liuquan Town, they saw a scene happening here.

Han Jingtian's gaze quickly swept the situation in the field, and when he saw Han Chen and Iron Thorn in ragged clothes and dark faces, he was still happy in his heart, as long as he didn't die.

Then he didn't find the shadow of the Xu family, and he was a little curious, not knowing what happened to Xu Yesheng.

He only said that Han Chen relied on the complexity of the mountains and forests and the changeable terrain to get rid of the pursuit of those people, and through this more than a month of detour, he ran down from the mountains and forests.

Maybe they were forced to go down the mountain, and they wanted to find another way to get out of here.

The thought turned extremely fast, don't look at Han Jingtian thinking so much, in fact, it was a blink of an eye.

When he put away his thoughts, he realized the crisis that Han Chen was facing at this time.

Wang Weng Lao has no relationship with him, but he is also a martial artist of the Great Perfection of the Martial Realm, and his name is naturally heard, looking at his continuous moves with a staff shadow, his complexion changed slightly, and it was too late to stop him at this time.

I regretted it a little in my heart, I knew that he had sent someone to wait for Han Chen's return, and he didn't have to fall into this scene in front of him.

The town gate was empty, and even if Han Chen had the heart to escape, he was powerless.

Is it destined that he can't avoid the scourge of killing, he just escaped from Xu Yesheng's pursuit, and met these people here.

Han Jingtian's expression changed, and the thoughts in his heart were also fluctuating.

Not only Han Jingtian, but many of the warriors present were optimistic about Wang Weng.

First, he has a good reputation, and he is a martial artist of the Great Perfection of the Martial Realm. Second, looking at the martial arts he displayed at this time, it was clear that he was doing it with all his might, and it was a third-level martial art, and Han Chen was caught off guard, and he couldn't resist it.

Of course, knowing Han Chen's true strength, the Iron Thorn didn't have the slightest worry.

Even the martial artists of the Jushi Realm can still be killed, not to mention the great consummation of the mortal martial realm in front of them.

His thoughts were completely to see how Han Chen shot and killed the other party.

The smile on the corner of Han Chen's mouth retracted, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, the other party was looking for death, so he didn't have to worry about anything.

Originally, he was very angry with Wang Weng, and the scene when the three of them surrounded and killed him that day is still vivid.

Since he has made up his mind to recover this account, wouldn't it be better for the other party to send it to the door.

As soon as the blood qi turned, the red light in his palm flashed rapidly, and the seemingly ordinary finger pointed out.

Shout.

There was a slight cracking sound, followed by a crackling sound.

Wang Weng's old body stiffened, and the momentum of rushing forward came to an abrupt end, and everyone looked at it, and they could see that the wooden crutch he was holding in his hand had been broken at this time, and the top position flew upside down, drawing several arcs in the air, and falling to the ground.

You must know that although the wooden crutch in Wang Weng's old hand does not belong to the category of sharp weapons, it also has a small origin, but it is made of that hundred years of iron and wood, and it is much harder than ordinary copper and steel.

Ordinary sharp weapons may not be able to break this wooden crutch in one fell swoop, let alone a mere martial art.

Wang Weng was dumbfounded, looked at the half-cut wooden crutch in his hand, and then looked at Han Chen, a chill rose in his heart.

What kind of martial arts does this kid make so powerful?

I have long heard that the Han family kid was originally a waste, and he suddenly developed because of some adventure.

It seems that it should have something to do with the martial arts in his hand.

It's just a sixteen-year-old kid, but the eighth order of the Martial Arts Realm is so powerful, if it falls into his own hands, wouldn't it be a god blocking and killing a god and a Buddha and killing a Buddha!

Wang Weng Lao was greedy in his heart, his eyes were shining, and he didn't think about it carefully, he clenched the half-cut wooden crutch in his hand, and rushed up in front of Han Chen again, looking at the excited look, he was afraid that he would not stop until he reached his goal.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead." Han Chen sneered, and as soon as he grabbed the void in his right hand, he saw that blood qi surged, and it instantly condensed into a void palm, and grabbed it directly towards Wang Weng Lao's body.

The dignified martial artists of the Great Perfection of the Martial Realm, under the addition of Han Chen's blood qi, were as weak as chicken cubs.

Wang Weng's old body stiffened, and he didn't have the slightest capital to resist, so he was given in place by the empty palm.

"You, what kind of demon are you doing!" Wang Weng Lao was so frightened that he struggled to turn around, but he couldn't pull it out, looked at Han Chen with a sneer in the distance, and stammered.

"Demon law?" Han Chen sneered, "Isn't it possible that when you can't beat it, you like to talk like this?" ”

"You, you!" Wang Weng Lao was extremely angry, he was also a martial artist of the Great Perfection of the Mortal Martial Realm, if he concentrated on it, the strength on his body could burst out of about six hundred catties, who would have expected to be caught by a sixteen-year-old boy.

Han Chen's strength is only 600 catties at most, but with the blessing of blood and qi, it is a completely different situation.

"You, you let me go." Wang Weng Lao blushed, he couldn't break free, and it was only at this time that he felt that he was a little underestimating Han Chen, and his confidence was released, and he lost his previous momentum, "It's a big deal, I'll just tell you about it." ”

Han Chen looked at him indifferently, his face was really thick.

When the three Great Perfections of the Mortal Martial Realm besieged him with a few disciples in the day, if he begged for mercy, would he be able to let himself go?

The answer doesn't need to be asked, it's naturally no.

Han Chen didn't allow him to survive in the world, since he offended himself that day, he had to have the consciousness of death.

Thinking about it, he said indifferently, "I hope you will know how to master advance and retreat in your next life, and don't give up your life like today." ”

After saying these words, Han Chenxu's raised right hand clenched suddenly.

The continuous sound of clicking and clicking came one after another, and Wang Weng Lao howled miserably, and his voice stopped abruptly.

The rickety, short figure directly paralyzed into a ball of soft mud, slid to the ground, bleeding from seven holes, the bones of the whole body were broken, and there was obviously no breathing, and the death was unspeakable.

As if he had done something ordinary, Han Chen shook his raised right hand and put it down.

Then he looked up, and without any emotional fluctuations, he glanced at these warriors in front of the town.

The entrance of the town was silent, and the onlookers were dumbfounded, and they didn't wake up from the tragic death of Wang Weng for a long time.

After Han Chen's eyes swept away, those martial artists turned pale, and a chill surged all over their bodies.

Han Jingtian's mouth was wide open, his eyes were dull, and he seemed to ask rhetorically and seemed to mutter, "Is this Wang Weng Lao really a martial artist of the Great Perfection of the Mortal Martial Realm?" ”

"Not only is it the Great Perfection of the Martial Realm, Wang Weng has also been at this level for many years, and when it comes to strength, I'm afraid it's not much less than you, the old man." A voice came from behind.

Han Jingtian turned his head to look, but saw Yan Rusong and Tie Yunlong standing not far behind him.

Among the three major families in Liuquan Town, at this time, it is the Yan family that manages the affairs of these foreign warriors, and a martial artist like Wang Weng Lao, who is in the Great Perfection of the Martial Realm, is naturally not allowed to neglect.

Yan Rusong once had a relationship with him, so he said so.

Listening to his words, Han Jingtian didn't have the slightest doubt, and immediately his whole body was a cold swish, and he couldn't help but shiver.

If Wang Weng Lao's strength is not much different from his own, wouldn't that show that if Han Chen plans to kill him, it will just be a casual matter?

Thinking of this, this old man who had been in Liuquan Town all his life, and Taishan collapsed in front of him, and there was a trace of panic on his face.

In all fairness, his relationship with Han Chen is not very good, and there are even some festivals.

If Han Chen really wanted to kill himself, wouldn't he even have a chance to run?