Bang –

A metal clash came as if Han Jae-hee's punch was not Shan Thirteen, but an iron puppet.

"Impossible!"

Everyone showed puzzled voices, especially the person concerned, Han Jae-hee, looked at his fist in disbelief, because of the reaction force, now all the surface is concave, almost grinding the bones flat.

It hurts, it hurts!

l Han Jae-hee obviously felt his fist hit Shan Thirteen's nose, and Han Jae-hee felt the fragility of the human nose for the first time.

At that time, the cartilage was completely destroyed, and even with his current alchemy level, the healing pill he refined could not guarantee that Shan Thirteen's nose would recover as before.

Han Jae-hee believed that his instincts would not be wrong, but in the blink of an eye, how could he feel that his fist had hit a hard mountain rock, and it was indestructible, and even devoured himself.

Han Jae-hee didn't believe that Shan Thirteen's body would be so hard, after all, this was a blow with all his might, and there was once a defensive magic weapon that was shattered by his own punch.

How can a human body be harder than a magic weapon, this is simply impossible!

But now it's not about thinking about what might be impossible, but after Shan Thirteen was not knocked down by a move, he had already rushed up, and he was completely like Lao Tzu is thick-skinned, and he has the ability to cut it!

At this moment, Han Jae-hee was angered by Shan Thirteen's provocation, completely lost his previous calm and composure, and became a little competitive.

Whew-

If the blow failed, Han Jae-hee increased the intensity and frequency of the attack, and suddenly Han Jae-hee was everywhere in the ring, and every action was so brilliant that people who didn't know thought it was a performance!

The applause was thunderous, the colorful flags were fluttering, and in the entire ring, Han Jae-hee was changing one wonderful move after another.

Don't say that Han Jae-hee has learned a lot of things, but it is subtle, it seems that the pill has gained a lot of benefits over the years.

Shan Thirteen's movements are relatively stiff, it seems to be a kind of body forging exercise, and after increasing the defensive ability, the speed is obviously inferior.

Puff Pong –

Almost every two Han Jae-hee's attacks, one fell on Shan Thirteen's body, because Han Jae-hee's body was elegant, and the speed was fast, it was the fist that fell on Shan Thirteen's body, like raindrops crackling non-stop.

"Happy, just make him like this, I want to argue with Master Han, and I don't weigh how many catties and taels I have. ”

"Look at the appearance of this shrunken turtle, I dare to call it the dark horse of this year's Earth Movement List!"

Some monks who knew a little bit about the thirteen heads of the mountain took the opportunity to sneer, the thirteen of the mountains, an unknown little person, actually showed off in front of a group of proud sons of the sky, who was willing to surrender?

"I bet that Mountain Thirteen can't stand for half an hour, a hundred medium-grade spars, who dares to bet with me?" Someone finally couldn't help but start betting, and the obvious Mountain Thirteen's forging kung fu couldn't last long.

"Yao Baitou, this is not a lice on the bald head, it is obvious, who dares to bet, I will give two hundred medium-grade spars, who dare?"

Such an obvious thing, who would think that they have a lot of money, but someone hit the muzzle of the gun, and they are ashamed to buy the mountain thirteen to win.

"I paid 1,000 medium-grade spars to buy thirteen mountains to win, do you dare to bet?" Bai Changshan, who had disappeared for a long time, had a simple appearance, and no one could see a trace of shrewdness.

"It's not that you have a lot of money to win, leave some money to go home and hug your daughter-in-law, and you will lose if you buy Mountain Thirteen.

There are also some people who persuade them, as if they have seen Bai Changshan's bare ass.

"If you want to gamble, just make a move, the dealer hurry up and open the odds!" Bai Changshan seemed to be very anxious to lose the money, and naturally some people followed suit, but nine times out of ten they were not optimistic about Mountain Thirteen.

Except for a few monks who bought Zhongshan Thirteen, and there were no more than ten high-grade spars, the odds suddenly reached the point of one hundred and thirteen to one.

If Bai Changshan is a fat sheep in the eyes of everyone, then Shan Thirteen is another fat sheep in the eyes of Han Zaixi, and it is simply tailored for him Han Zaixi's fame.

There are different versions of the legend of Mountain Thirteen, but Han Jae-hee doesn't think that Mountain Thirteen's chances will be as strong as his third-grade alchemist.

Gollum –

After almost half an hour of performance, Han Jae-hee is an iron-clad man, and he can't support such a long period of consumption, so he is a timely replenishment of Yuan Dan.

"It's time to end, it's really comfortable!" Unlike Han Jae-hee's panting, Shan Thirteen's pupils at this moment were flickering, making people feel like they couldn't see through.

"Golden Turtle Sucks Spirit Shield, Void!"

As Shan Thirteen's mind changed, a huge turtle shell appeared in front of Shan Thirteen, but it appeared and disappeared quickly, and almost no one could feel this subtle change.

Bang Bang –

Han Jae-hee's fist, hitting Shan Thirteen's body, was no longer a fluffy sound, but became crisp, a bit of the rhythm of percussion playing.

Pedal –

Han Jae-hee, who had been attacking, suddenly hit a few punches, but kept retreating towards the rear, and every time he took a step back, his feet were heavy.

"Impossible!"

Han Jae-hee looked at his fist in disbelief, at this time it was still the appearance of a hand, almost squeezed into a mass of meat scrap, and there was still a bone finger exposed on it.

Ahh

Ten fingers connected to the heart, let alone a hand, and it was ravaged like this. Han Zaixi knew that his hand was almost reimbursed, even with his current status, it was not easy to find the elixir to heal his wounds, and he naturally hated Shan Thirteen to the core.

"Lao Tzu is going to kill you!" Han Zaixi was furious, like a mad lion, his scarlet eyes opened angrily, and suddenly a flame roared out of his mouth.

The pale yellow flame instantly made the temperature around the ring rise by no less than 100 degrees, and immediately everyone felt as if they had fallen into a boiler, feeling the unbearable heat.

"Furious Flame of Flame, this is the third most domineering flame on the Beast Flame Rankings. Shan 13 recognized the source of the flame in Han Jae-hee's mouth at a glance.

I think that in order to cover up the existence of Ice Light Osteitis, Shan Thirteen once subdued the beast fire of the blue-eyed horned cow, but now it is still at the peak of the second-grade beast fire.

"I'm going to burn you and refine you into pills and eat them. Han Jae-hee, who lost his mind, spit out flames that instantly wrapped Shan Thirteen's body and turned into a raging burning fire man.

Haha –

Han Jae-hee laughed loudly, as if he sensed Shan Thirteen's struggle, and immediately spewed out another mouthful of flames, and after repeating this several times, Han Jae-hee realized that something was wrong.

Such a high-temperature flame is a piece of iron, and there are also traces of liquefaction, but why didn't a big living person in Mountain Thirteen react!

As soon as Han Jae-hee thought of this, he felt a little dizzy, and he, who was familiar with alchemy, suddenly found that his true qi had been exhausted.

I was actually tired by Mountain Thirteen!