In the huge pit, it seems that the knight girl who has just been fished out of the hot magma is already dying. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The original snow-white skin was scorched black at this time, and the dazzling armor was already gray, but he clenched the sword in his hand tightly, and refused to let go.

Li Zhengyang silently dragged Saber out of the hole, frowning, and had a headache.

What kind of crazy is this Nizi all of a sudden, I don't know if in such a small closed environment, releasing your kind of treasure is to attack yourself with a treasure.

I just wanted to teach this little girl a lesson, but ......, Li Zhengyang sensed the rapidly approaching breath in the distance, revealing a trace of bitterness.

It's a big deal!

Just when the corners of Li Zhengyang's mouth just showed a trace of bitterness, a cold and ruthless voice sounded faintly.

"Let her go, mongrel."

Li Zhengyang raised his head and looked at the little ancestor with wings on his back in mid-air, his face was bitter.

"I said I didn't mean to, do you believe it?"

Yu Han's scarlet eyes stared coldly at the bald heads below, and his whole body exuded an indescribable coldness.

The surrounding goblins retreated, all foreign objects vanished, and the place became silent.

The atmosphere was extremely depressing, and the eighteen bronze people who were recuperating on the side trembled, and their eyes looking at Yu Han unconsciously brought a touch of fear.

Li Zhengyang's heart sank, knowing that things could no longer be good, so he showed a cold color, lifted Saber's seriously injured body, put her face directly at Yu Han, and said viciously.

"You're going to let her go, right? Then you can tie your hands and arrest it. ”

Probably because of the discomfort of the body hanging in the air, the unconscious Saber slowly woke up, tried to open his eyes wide, and looked at the blurred figure not far away in a blur, the originally jewel-like eyes seemed to have no divine light at the moment, but the sword in his hand kept clenching.

The coldness on Yu Han's body became more and more intense, and his scarlet eyes stared straight at Li Zhengyang, and a chilling voice sounded.

"You're threatening me?"

Li Zhengyang's heart was furious, and the words he originally wanted to say were paused, and he immediately shook his head.

"How dare I threaten you, I also do what I order, as long as you self-appoint yourself and obediently obey Lord Li Hao's arrangement, everything is easy to say, including your little lover."

Yu Han's expression remained unchanged, and his calm voice sounded.

"Is this the case in Shaolin Zen Buddhism, it's really loyal, but the dog has to be like a dog, just because you also want me to make myself self-proclaimed?"

The disdain and contempt in his words made Li Zhengyang's face red, and he couldn't help but clench the vajra in his hand fiercely.

"You apologize to me!!"

"Whew!"

As soon as Yu Han's words fell, before Li Zhengyang could speak, a red copper rod had already been smashed with a roar, and the air was smashed, and in an instant, the shadow of the stick was all over the sky, overwhelming, and it was extremely powerful.

It was the thick-eyebrow monk who spoke before, and he was also the chief of the eighteen bronze men in the Shaolin Zen Sect, and he was one of the best young masters in the Zen Gate, and when the Shaolin Zen Gate was destroyed, he was also the first group of people to die in battle, and although he was later made into a ghost by Li Hao, his young and vigorous temper has not changed.

As soon as he heard Yu Han's words, the hot blood suddenly surged above his head, jumped up, and smashed it fiercely with the copper rod in his hand.

This trick is the dragon descending stick method in the seventy-two secret techniques of Shaolin, which has been practiced for many years, and countless stick shadows have torn the surrounding air into countless winds, mixed with surging energy, secretly blocking the surroundings, it is undoubtedly a wonderful blow, and under the sudden attack, even Li Zhengyang can not easily dodge, and can only rely on his Vajra Bodhi enchantment to resist.

However, Yu Han is not Li Zhengyang, what about Li Zhengyang's peak of heaven and man, he is not jumping on the ground, can he fly?

When the thick-eyebrow monk combined countless stick shadows into a stick and smashed it down on the top of Yu Han's head, Yu Han's wings behind his back flapped and disappeared in place, causing the opponent's attack to be in the air.

While the man was still in the air, a blood-red barrier enveloped him, as if it had packed him into a red ball.

"Smack!" A snap of the fingers suddenly sounded.

The dark golden flame began to burn, and the ball suddenly turned into a fireball, and the monk inside was also burned by the flames.

What does it look like for a person to fall into a blast furnace of several thousand degrees? It probably turned into char in an instant.

But ah, the eighteen bronze people are different, they have practiced for many years, and the Buddhist Vajra technique has been deeply carved into their bones and flesh, making their bodies as hard as vajra iron.

Generally this is a good thing, but now ......

The monk in the fireball was full of golden light, his body suddenly expanded, he endured the flames that scorched his body, and constantly hit the blood-colored enchantment with the copper stick in his hand, struggling desperately again and again, but in exchange for a longer torment.

Desperate, the thick-eyed monk let out a desperate wail, a sharp howl that pierced the eardrums, and reached the ears of Li Zhengyang and the others on the ground through the enchantment.

Then Yu Han stepped lightly on the red ball, standing proudly and independently, and a pair of eyes stared coldly at Li Zhengyang and the others below.

"Big brother!!"

All this happened in an instant, and the rest of the eighteen bronze people saw that their senior brother was being tortured like this, and they all drank violently, and one by one they picked up thick red copper sticks.

They didn't dare to jump into the air like their elder brother and fight with Yu Han in close combat, but only dared to wave the stick in their hands on the ground.

Seventeen Shaolin Zen Sect Protector monks danced in unison with the red copper stick in their hands, as if they were performing martial arts, but countless Buddhist runes continued to fill the void, and then the monks shouted in unison.

"If you come to the five-fingered town demon monkey!"

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth shook, and countless runes formed countless Taishan spells, distorting the rules of heaven and earth, condensing the great power of heaven and earth and weaving a huge Buddha palm that appeared in mid-air, like a hundred-meter-high mountain.

The void froze, his body was like Mount Tai pressing down, Yu Han gritted his teeth tightly, his face was pale, and he endured the endless pressure from the void, and the scarlet demon eye stared coldly at the palm of the gods who pressed down like a five-fingered mountain.

Will the grievances of the undead judge me? Yu Han's pair of magic eyes carefully observed the golden Buddha palm, observing the countless Taishan spells inside.

The Taishan spell was not created by Buddhism, but was created by a great god called "Taishan Jun" in Taoist mythology, and the principle is to use the resentment between heaven and earth to turn into weight, and is often used to judge the great evil people in the world.

A wisp of resentment can make Feiyu have the weight of a rock, and the resentment of Dou E in ancient times can also make the world fly snow in June and suffer a three-year drought.

So how heavy is the heinous resentment of the hundreds of thousands of souls who were tortured and killed in the Nanjing Massacre in the Haotian Law Realm?

Resentment can't be measured, so the weight can't be measured, so I probably think it's as heavy as mountains and seas!

The seventeen monks below kept waving the sticks in their hands, their eyes were blood-red, full of tyranny, and they coldly stared at the peerless and arrogant figure who was standing tall and independent under the giant palm of the sky, and the clothes were flying, and they continued to inject all the magic power in their hands into the red copper stick in their hands, and shouted in unison.

"Damn the demons! Don't let go of my senior brother soon! Hurry up! I'll spare you from dying!! ”

Two lines of tears flowed from Saber's beautiful face, the sword in his hand glowed with golden brilliance, and he was lifted by his weak trembling arm, trying to save the young man who came to save her, but the sword of victory of the oath was slapped away by Li Zhengyang and stuck upside down on the blood-colored scorched earth.

Li Zhengyang looked up arrogantly, with a hint of contempt, and looked at the small figure under the Five Fingers Mountain and said.

"Little bastard, although you insult my sect and bully my brothers, but my prime minister's stomach can support the boat, as long as you release people at this moment, self-styled cultivation is obediently surrendered, I guarantee that you will not suffer, and I will reunite you with your little lover! But you're still stubborn......

Li Zhengyang patted Saber's delicate face, revealing a cruel smile.

"Of course we won't kill you, after all, you are the person that Lord Li Hao values, but your little lover, hehe, our monks like to play Huanxi Zen the most!"

Hearing this, Yu Han's body suddenly turned into a cold hell, looking at the beautiful knight girl in Li Zhengyang's hand, and said coldly.

"As I said, you dogs are not qualified to negotiate terms with me."

As the words fell, a crisp snap of fingers sounded, and the flames in the fireball under Yu Han's feet churned, and the temperature continued to increase as the magic power was infused.

"Damn! Stop it!!! Li Zhengyang's face was panicked, and he raised his head and shouted.