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Yang Han's thick and loud words resounded throughout the square, and he came slowly with the ancient sword on his back, the snow-white sword robe was delicate and dusty, and under the sunlight, it emitted a dazzling halo, setting off his thin figure with extraordinary heroism.

The steps under his feet are extremely steady, every step is extremely rhythmic, as if secretly in line with some kind of avenue, the thick black hair hangs down, flutters with the wind, the eyes are calm and deep, this indifferent bearing and calmness, let everyone's eyes stare at it.

"This son has a calm heart, heroic posture, and extraordinary bearing, is he really the young master of our Jianyuan Sect?"

"Yes, didn't the rest of the disciples say that the young sect masters of our generation are wastes who indulge in alcohol all day long? Even Bao Qing'er, a peerless beauty, dares to be frivolous and daring, but the one in front of me is an amazing handsome man no matter how I look at it. ”

"I have traveled abroad for many years, and I have seen many genius disciples of major sects, but in terms of temperament alone, the one in front of us is no worse than them, and even in some ways, it is even better.

Many uncles and uncles standing on the ancient trees around the square sighed, they had been training outside for many years, and they were wandering around in order to seek greater opportunities, so they naturally didn't know Yang Han at this moment.

And the six elders on the other big tree were looking at Yang Han who was walking slowly, and his face was also full of bitterness, only when he saw it with his own eyes did he know what kind of changes Yang Han had undergone, and it can be said that it was not an exaggeration to describe it as reborn. To see the latest chapter, please Baidu Black Rock Pavilion

When Li Chenfei found his granddaughter, he didn't say anything, he acquiesced in the matter, and now he regrets not being at the beginning.

And Liu Feifei next to her had completely lowered her little head, biting her pale lips, and said nothing.

When the whole square was silent, a middle-aged man in purple stood up from the ground, his eyes were like bronze bells, the dragon walked and the wind was blowing under his feet, and his whole body was filled with a long-standing momentum.

He is the deacon of the entire sect, handling everything big and small in the sect, after Yang Han's father disappeared, he can basically be said to have become the acting master of the sect, and more importantly, his surname is Li, the descendant of the Great Elder, Li Chenfei's father, and the power is monstrous.

Deacon Li walked to the front and glanced at Yang Han, who was standing proudly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Sinner Yang Han, you have seen the Twelve Elders and many uncles, why don't you kneel?" ”

Deacon Li put his hands behind his back, scolded loudly, his internal organs were compressed, his heart and lungs bulged violently, and he spat out in one breath, accompanied by the sound turned into a dry thunder and rushed towards Yang Han, the sound was deafening, and the atmosphere exploded, like a god was angry.

When the physical body is cultivated to a certain level, it can exhale like thunder, and the tip of the tongue can even have an electric light explode, and the bytes that spit out have the effect of shaking the mind and crushing the soul.

This method is often used to interrogate the most heinous criminals or to suppress evil spirits.

Now Deacon Li's actions are clearly to treat Yang Han as a vicious criminal and suppress him as an evil demon, which is a monstrous humiliation for Yang Han.

You must know that although he has been judged by the elder group, he has not been convicted at the moment, his identity is still a high young master, and he still has the power above one person and under ten thousand people.

But now he was actually scolded by a deacon as a prisoner, and in front of thousands of disciples up and down the entire sect, countless uncles who rushed back were watching, people rely on face, trees rely on bark, Yang Han He also needs dignity, he also needs face.

But now Deacon Li is so ruthless and openly tears his face, his heart can be punished, which makes Yang Han feel ashamed.

"Bold, you little deacon, you dare to be so rude in front of the twelve elders, in front of countless disciples and uncles, openly despise the young sect master, and condemn me, can you take the elders in your eyes? Do you have countless uncles in your eyes? You disrespectful dog-thing, uneducated and unraised, what are the rules? ”

Yang Han's whole body burst out with a terrifying momentum, erupting like a volcano, the muscles of his whole body were flowing with golden light, and the bones inside seemed to be poured from silver, shining brightly.

He also compressed his heart and lungs, the terrifying muscle power was rolling and squirming, and the air inside was compressed to the extreme, forming balls one after another, and Yang Han relied on a more powerful body to give a counterattack.

"Surprised."

A thunderous void exploded, and one byte after another turned into thunder balls that erupted from Yang Han's mouth, rushing towards Deacon Li, and there was an arc of lightning in the middle, and the atmosphere exploded, and the vision was amazing.

"Poof."

Deacon Li, who was hit on the spot, turned pale, his will almost collapsed, his soul was unstable, the world was spinning, and he was in a state of confusion, and it took a long time to recover.

He hurriedly took a few steps back, looking at Yang Han, who was scolding loudly, his heart and liver were trembling slightly, as if he had eaten a dead child, and his face was extremely pale.

He couldn't have imagined it, he really couldn't imagine that this waste could actually cultivate his physical body to this point, a few points stronger than him, and without any psychological preparation, he suffered a big loss in front of countless disciples, and his face was hot and painful, which made him murderous.

He has been a deacon for so many years and has been in a high position for a long time, how could he have suffered such a great loss? How could he have been so openly reprimanded by a sinner who didn't even have any hair?

And the many uncles standing on the branches of the ancient tree, seeing Yang Han suddenly full of might, violent, and reprimanded the deacon of a sect to retreat again and again, their faces were pale, and they couldn't help but be surprised and sighed, this is really an amazing young man.

"Yang Han, what are you? How dare you scold me like this? Back then, even your father didn't dare to speak to me like that, and there were no elders, you must know that I was your uncle. ”

Deacon Li's eyes almost burst into flames, his hands rattled, and he wanted to break Yang Han's body into pieces.

"Uncle?"

Yang Leng smiled coldly, the momentum on his body was even stronger, and there was an evil light surging in his pupils.

"When you controlled me with medicinal wine, did you ever think that I was your nephew?"

"When Bao Qing'er's stinky framed me a few days ago, did you ever think that I was your nephew?"

"When you tried to abolish my identity, when you wanted to expel me from the wall, and even when you sent men to kill me, did you ever think that I was your son and nephew?"

Saying this, Yang Han pointed directly at Deacon Li's face with the middle finger of his right hand, without saving him face at all, and his hair exploded.

"Uncle shit, you are a group of despicable and shameless villains, Jianyuanmen has your gang of miscellaneous people, it is a shame, and it is a blasphemy against the ancestors and ancestors."

"Poof."

Deacon Li was angry by Yang Han's series of vicious words, and directly spewed out a mouthful of old blood, his whole body trembled slightly, his lungs were about to be fried, and his liver was like being burned by fire, and it hurt hotly.

Today, he was so scolded and abused by a junior in such a big way, and his face as Deacon Li was completely lost, and he was completely disgraced.

"Disciples, listen to the order, use the great array, and capture this elderless and rebellious obstacle in front of me."

Deacon Li was crazy with hatred, and directly gave a death order, and when he captured this evil obstacle, he wanted to make the other party's life worse than death, to see if his mouth was hard or his bones were hard.

"Yes."

The many disciples sitting cross-legged on the ground responded loudly, and then one by one, their energies agitated, and their breaths were connected, and the terrifying array was about to recover.

At this critical moment, Yang Han's eyes burst into flames, and he stepped forward in one step, taking the lead and shouting at thousands of disciples.

"You dare, I'm still the identity of the young master, you dare to make a move? This is a great rebellion, an attempt to rebel, according to the rules of the door, it should be stripped of skin and lit, and it will never enter the cycle of reincarnation. ”

Yang Han's eyebrows were upside down, and the red light in his eyes burst out several feet long, like a god and a demon.

His heart and lungs squirmed again, and the lobes of his lungs actually stretched out layer by layer like dragon scales, and then slammed shut, and the air inside instantly collapsed, turning into a black origin.

That's right, it is a collapse, and the power in it is more than ten times more powerful than compression, this is the embodiment of Yang Han's physical body after taking Luohan Jin Puguo, and the embodiment of ultimate power, like a humanoid tyrannosaurus.

A breath of air that collapsed to the extreme was spewed out of Yang Han's throat, and with the previous scolding sound, it suddenly swept in all directions.

"Boom."

An astonishing scene happened.

The tip of Yang Han's tongue actually had a purple electric light exploding, and among them was a thunderbolt from the sky, and the thunder was rolling, as if Lei Gong was angry, one byte by one condensed, blooming with golden light, imprinted in the void, and sparks splashed everywhere, sweeping in all directions, suppressing the sky, the earth, the evil spirits, and suppressing all those who had ghosts in their hearts.

There was Lei Gong in the void who was angry, and there were beams of purple electric light in the atmosphere, accompanied by Yang Han's torture that went straight into the soul, and the disciples who were sitting cross-legged were suddenly bombarded and unstable, and their souls were about to collapse, their eyes turned black, the sky was spinning, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

There are some people who really have ghosts in their hearts, and they want to kill Yang Han Panyan's powerful people, and they are even more reprimanded, and several people who are extremely weak and weak are directly frightened by Yang Han, and the bile splashes everywhere, and they faint to death.

Sweeping, crushing, almost all of these disciples are in the middle stage of gathering qi, or in the later stage of cultivation, and there are not even a few Great Perfections, but when they encounter the extremely strong Yang Han at this moment, they are completely crushed.

All the people who watched this scene were stunned, they were stunned, they were stupid, alone, the thousands of disciples who scolded were unstable, and the big array had not yet come and opened, it stagnated, among the younger generation, how many people could do it? It's invincible in the same realm.

What kind of style is this?

What kind of audacity is this?

What kind of worldly is this?

Many uncles were boiling.

Yang Han took advantage of the unstable minds of countless disciples, the large array stagnated, his body flickered, and soon crossed the scope of the large array and came to the inside of the square, now even if the big array recovers again, he can't help it.

Then reined in his breath, Yang Han continued to walk forward, his demeanor was calm, his pace was consistent, and he slowly looked at the twelve elders in the center, his spine was straight.

"Jianyuanmen, Young Sect Master, Yang Han, I have seen all the elders."

After Yang Han walked in, he saluted slightly, his eyes were half-narrowed, and he bit the three words "Young Sect Master" very hard, he wanted to see how they condemned him.

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