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But the moment he saw Luo Tian, his eyes shrank suddenly, and he exclaimed:

"W-What is this?!"

In the sky full of water vapor, his vision was blocked, and Han Leng only relied on that monstrous fist intent and rushed forward in front of Luo Tian.

But it wasn't until this second that he suddenly realized that he seemed to have fallen for the other party's trick!

The thick white vapor dissipated, and I saw Luo Tian standing proudly, with countless beating lightning bolts wrapped around his hands, and lightning flew around Luo Tian's body, making a crackling sound.

It's like an ancient god of thunder!

"Go!"

Luo Tian snorted coldly.

The lightning bolts that wrapped around his body all came out, turning into an arm-thick bolt of lightning, passing through the thick water vapor and attacking Han Leng!

Han Leng broke through more than a dozen water dragons at this time, and it was already the end of the strong crossbow, and most of the scorching flames on the fist had dissipated!

He thought that in the face of his sudden attack, Luo Tian would definitely panic!

But what he never expected was that Luo Tian had already prepared a killer weapon and was waiting for him here.

Waiting to send him back to the West!

Han Leng was caught off guard, and hurriedly wanted to restrain his fist and dodge this lightning attack.

But his speed was too fast, and his fists were too fierce, and he couldn't retract the attack for a while, so he could only collide with the lightning bolt.

On one side is a fist that is determined to halve, and on the other side is a fatal blow that accumulates to the extreme, condensing the qi of the whole body into a bolt of lightning.

Who wins or worse, make a judgment!

They say that when a master makes a move, he often distinguishes between positive and negative in the blink of an eye, which is not false at all!

Just for a moment.

It's just a moment.

The dazzling lightning split Han Leng's fist, making several "crackling" sounds, and Han Leng's whole person flew backwards in embarrassment, like a kite with a broken string, falling from a height of more than ten meters in the air and falling heavily into the tumbling river!

"Bang!"

A huge splash erupted from the surface of the river!

It's like a meteorite falling into the water of a river.

Soon there was no more sound.

Luo Tian carried Zhao Shiyu to the shore, then turned around, and looked at the calm river with his eyes.

Soon, an embarrassed figure floated on the river, staggered to the riverbank, and then his legs weakened, and he fell to the ground with a "poof".

"How could it be ......"

"How could I possibly lose ......"

"I—I'm defeated!"

Han Leng knelt on the riverbank like a lost ghost, his wet hair was scattered on his face, his right arm was pitch black, there were still burnt marks on the surface, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the white bones could almost be faintly exposed.

The Starfall Fist just now was at the cost of burning his essence blood, and if he couldn't do it, he would be hit hard and devoured.

However, Han Leng was already immersed in the pain of defeat, and he didn't care about the sharp pain in his right arm at all.

When my heart is dead, how can I still be afraid of pain?

"Damn it...... How can this be......"

Han Leng picked up his left fist and pounded it on the ground angrily, howling in mourning.

The blow just now made him realize that the gap between him and Luo Tian was almost worlds apart, and with his current strength, even if he fought hard, there would be no hope of a tenth-tenth victory.

Luo Tian walked slowly, still with that breezy look on his face.

The battle of life and death just now was huge, and the water vapor was soaring, but Luo Tian's clothes were still dry, and not even a drop of water touched his clothes.

Looking at Luo Tian, who was walking slowly, a desperate smile appeared on Han Leng's face:

"The surname is Luo, I lost, but unfortunately I can't take revenge!"

"Give Lao Tzu a good time!"

After speaking, Han Leng closed his eyes, and there was still that desperate smile on his face.

"Smack!"

Luo Tian took out something from his pocket and threw it in front of Han Leng.

"This is the video I took when Zhao Haojie killed your father, you can pick it up and watch it yourself!"

Luo Tian said lightly.

"What?!"

Han Leng saw that Luo Tian not only did not kill him, but threw a mobile phone in front of him, and after hearing Luo Tian's short words, he hurriedly picked up the mobile phone and pressed the play button like a demon.

In the mobile phone, there was the sound of Han Yishan's hissing and cracking lungs, as well as Zhao Haojie's arrogant laughter!

The content of this mobile phone video is the video of Zhao Haojie killing Han Yishan on the riverside that night!

Looking at the content of the video and listening to Han Yishan's miserable voice, Han Leng's forehead was bruised!

"Zhao Haojie, you must not die well! Hahaha, Lao Tzu is waiting for you in hell! …… Ha ha...... It's all retribution! Everything is retribution! Han Yishan's roar was extremely desolate, revealing a bit of tragedy.

"Hehe, retribution? I, Zhao Haojie, don't believe in retribution! ”

"Brother Han, go all the way! When you get to the Netherworld, don't forget to bless Ben Shao to make a fortune! ”

"Hahaha......"

……

After watching the video, Han Leng suddenly felt like he was being played like a monkey.

He collapsed limply to the ground, his eyes filled with expressions that were half angry, half despair.

Damn, he was tricked by Zhao Haojie! The person who killed his father was not Luo Tian, but Zhao Haojie himself!

However, this bastard faked an audio to deliberately provoke him and make him fight to the death with Luo Tian.

Han Leng knew that Luo Tian and the Zhao family were originally mortal enemies, and now he and Luo Tian were fighting to the death, no matter who died, for Zhao Haojie, it was equivalent to helping him get rid of an enemy.

"Zhao Haojie, this bastard!" Han Leng gritted his teeth tightly, his teeth rattled, the green tendons on his neck burst out, and his face turned blue and white.

"Do you want revenge?"

Luo Tian said lightly.

"Yes!" Han Leng gritted his teeth and said, "It's just that I know that you won't give me this opportunity!" People like you will never make the mistake of letting the tiger go back to the mountain! ”

Luo Tian smiled coldly and shook his head slowly.

"You're wrong, in fact, it doesn't matter to me whether you let you go or not, an enemy of your strength is not worthy of my concern."

"I don't really care so much about your life or death."

Boom!

Han Leng swallowed deeply, looked at the calm young man in front of him, and felt the fear from the bottom of his heart for the first time.

"Luo Tian, do you really want to let me go?"

"Before I change my mind, disappear from my eyes," Luo Tian said lightly, "Actually, you don't have to thank me, my thoughts are the same as Zhao Haojie's, they all use you as a gunman, but I can't spy on you after you escape, so whether you seek revenge on the Zhao family or escape from the country is up to you." ”

After hesitating for a few seconds, Han Leng nodded slowly.

"I see."

"Luo Tian, I didn't expect you to be a fair and honest man, but it's a pity that you and I are destined to be enemies, otherwise, I would like to accompany you to get drunk."

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