"The Seventh Holy Son of Giant Island, whose name is Feng Tianhan, is one of the two of the Seven Holy Sons of Giant Island who does not have the surname Flowing Water."

Nangong Yu's face showed worry, and he said softly: "Feng Tianhan's age is past two thousand years old, and he broke through the Dragon Emperor eight hundred years ago, but he didn't succeed and became a pseudo-emperor. After becoming a puppet emperor realm, he went into direct retreat, until now, eight hundred years have passed, and his strength is much higher than that of ordinary puppet emperor realms. ”

Su Han was silent, he could naturally feel this gap at this level.

With his current cultivation, the Dragon Pill Realm fused the strength of a fifth-order great magician, and he was able to fight against the pseudo-emperor realm like Flowing Water Cold, and he used all his skills, but he couldn't kill that end of Mu Lin.

The Seventh Holy Son of Giant Island is cold and cold, and he has already surpassed Duanmulin and others too much at the level, this is the gap in the realm!

I'm afraid that in the eyes of Feng Tianhan, these so-called pseudo-emperor realms are just ants, and they can be killed with a flip.

"He is worthy of being one of the Seven Holy Sons of Giant Island."

Su Han took a breath, his eyes flickered, and he looked up at the sky.

The palm of his hand was slowly suppressed, as if he didn't want Su Han to die too happily, and the invisible coercion squeezed the surrounding void, causing everything within ten thousand miles to turn into pitch black.

"Wanbao Pavilion!"

Su Han saw that the palm of his hand was about to be covered, but at this moment, he suddenly raised his head.

"You promised this sect that you would make three moves, and now, it's time for you to make your first move!"

Hearing this, the flowing water that originally had a hideous face and a monstrous killing intent was suddenly stunned.

He also raised his head, as if he wanted to see if what Su Han said was true or false.

He is a puppet emperor, and he has lived for more than 500 years, and the limit of his ability to live is only less than 500 years.

At this moment, after consuming a full hundred years of life, in exchange for the shot of the Seventh Holy Son, if he is still blocked, he can't kill Su Han, I'm afraid that the grievances in my heart can drown him.

"You're lying to me!"

Flowing Water Wild Cold stared at Su Han, he didn't sense the slightest fluctuation.

"Do you think Wanbao Pavilion will really come to your rescue? The relationship between you and the eldest lady of the Yun family, the old man is not unaware, but just based on this matter, you want Wanbao Pavilion to make a move, it is impossible! "The running water is cold and humming.

Su Han didn't answer, just looked up at the void.

At the same time, in his hands, the Open Heaven God Ding resurfaced.

To be honest, Su Han was not sure whether Wanbao Pavilion would make a move.

If it is the Dragon Pill Realm, or even the Dragon God Realm, Wanbao Pavilion may come in an instant, but at this level, directly starting a war with the Holy Son of Giant Island, Su Han is not sure whether Wanbao Pavilion will fight like this for himself.

"Hum~"

The palm of his hand was still slow, and he suppressed towards Su Han.

It seems that even this seventh holy son, Feng Tianhan, didn't believe Su Han's words.

When Su Han raised his eyes, the palm of his hand became bigger and bigger, covering all his sight.

Just as he sighed, intending to block it with the Open Heaven God Ding, his eyes suddenly flashed, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

"Hum~"

At the same time, the void shook again, and between the palm of the Seventh Holy Son and Su Han's face, a curtain of light suddenly appeared!

The appearance of this light curtain made the pupils of the flowing water cold shrink suddenly, and the heart roared.

In his gaze, the light curtain did not have much coercion, but after it appeared, it also turned into a huge palm in a boom.

Without the slightest hesitation, this palm slapped with Feng Tianhan's big hand with a bang, and the two shook, and the void in all directions all clicked and shattered at this moment.

The snowflakes on the ground were set off at this moment, as if it was a heavy snow again.

The endless mountains and forests were shattered at this moment, and there were bursts of terrible screams of demon beasts.

There was a mountain peak not far away, but under the collision of those two palms, this peak that was thousands of meters high, but from the foot of the mountain, a crack suddenly appeared.

It was as if there was an extremely sharp weapon, cutting horizontally at the foot of this mountain, causing the entire mountain to slowly collapse, and finally, completely falling apart!

The earth-shattering ripples emanated from the center of those two palms, but this ripple did not hurt Su Han and Nangong Yu, nor did it hurt the flowing water cold.

Obviously, they are the two powerhouses between Giant Island and Wanbao Pavilion, and they can protect them.

"Really shot...... Really shot! ”

"Wanbao Pavilion, you damn !!"

Flowing Water Crazy Han was roaring in his heart, his anger could no longer be described in words, if the thought could kill, then Su Han at this moment, and the top and bottom of Wanbao Pavilion at this moment, had already died no longer knowing how many times.

He thought that the action of the Seventh Holy Son would inevitably cause Su Han to die.

But he never thought that Su Han would have such a means to let Wanbao Pavilion help.

He was angry, but he didn't dare to roar, because he knew that Wanbao Pavilion did not belong to the top ten super sects, but its heritage, its strength, was not weaker than the super sect at all.

"Boom !!"

The moment the two palms collided, they froze, but only for a moment, they both collapsed.

In the whirlpool, the huge eye fell on Flowing Water Cold, and a faint voice came out.

"This person, you can't kill it today, your hundred-year-old life, the old man has taken it."

The words fell, and invisible silk threads fell on the flowing water Wild Cold.

The flowing water was cold and his body shook violently, and his flesh was visibly dried up to the naked eye, and it was as thin as skin and bones.

His face turned pale, and the blood-red in his eyes turned cloudy at this moment.

"Not like this, not like this......"

Flowing water muttered to himself, and to this day, he still couldn't believe it.

This time, it is equivalent to him wasting his 100-year life in vain!

Moreover, the absorption of his Shouyuan by the Seventh Holy Son at this moment was completely worse for him.

Shou Yuan was charged, and the cultivation that caused the flowing water to be cold all collapsed at this moment, faintly showing signs of falling.

"Wow!"

After collecting the Shou Yuan of the cold flowing water, the whirlpool rolled and flipped over, and finally blocked the huge eye and disappeared.

"The old man fell into the dust, one of the earth sacrifices of Wanbao Pavilion, and it is the first time to shoot today."

After the Seventh Son dissipated, another voice came from above the void.

From beginning to end, the powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion did not appear, and they did not even transform like the Seventh Holy Son of Giant Island.

After finishing speaking, the fluctuation was gone, and within a hundred miles here, only Su Han and Nangong Yu remained, as well as the flowing water that was still in a state of confusion.

Su Han groaned, looked up at the sky, clasped his hands into fists, and bowed deeply.

Although this is a promise from Wanbao Pavilion, it is a life-saving grace after all, and it is worthy of his worship.

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