"Phew!"

A sword slashed, and a huge demon beast fell in response. Ye Wushuang's eyes looked at the people in the distance.

"The swordsmanship is good, but it's a pity that it's still a little hot!"

Not far from Ye Wushuang and the others, five figures strolled over.

The young man at the head, holding a fan, has a partial demeanor, has a long sword hanging from his waist, and is dressed in white Shengxue, and the words are exactly what this person said.

Di Luo's long sword was returned to the sheath and he didn't say anything.

"Brother Wushuang, this person is Dongfang Han, the ninth master of the Academy. Hua Wuyang hurriedly said.

Obviously, Hua Wuyang is very afraid of a few people.

"Xuehou Dongfang Han!"

Ye Wushuang muttered to himself, although he had never seen Dongfang Han, Ye Wushuang naturally knew that Dongfang Han was a celebrity.

"My brother's qualifications are average, my brother is smiling!" Ye Wushuang smiled.

"Brother Tai, it's also your name, do you have this qualification?" the people around Dongfang Han said contemptuously.

Hearing the words of the people around Dongfang Han, Ye Wushuang's brows furrowed.

The other party didn't seem to see the anger of Ye Wushuang and the others.

"Hand over the banner of order from you, or ...... No mercy!"

"Idiot!"

Ye Wushuang glanced at it coldly, turned around and left.

"Look for death!"

By Dongfang Han's side, a person stepped out, and a silver spear appeared in his hand, and a chill bloomed.

"Han Shan!"

Since the other party is looking for death, Ye Wushuang naturally wants to fulfill the other party.

In the school palace, they looked at the picture on the treasure mirror with an expectant face.

"Ye Wushuang and Xuehou have met!"

Seeing Ye Wushuang and Xuehou Dongfanghan's team meet, they looked forward to it one by one, Xuehou Dongfang Han is the ninth master of the Academy, Ye Wushuang is a rising star, who is stronger.

Moreover, at this time, everyone's eyes fell on Han Shan.

For a long time, Han Shan, who had been silently following Ye Wushuang's side, no one knew Han Shan's true strength.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, among the ruins of the Dragon Gate, Han Shan stepped out and stood not far from the man with the gun.

Han Shan's gaze, mixed with extreme anger, fell on the man's body.

"Xue Yang, kill him!"

Xuehou Dongfang Han smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if he had killed Han Shan, as if he had taken something out of his pocket.

"Understood!"

Xue Yang stepped out, the spear trembled slightly, and a sound exploded, and in the center of Xue Yang's eyebrows, the martial spirit mark lit up, it was an ice ape.

In the center of the ice ape's eyebrows, there is also an eye of the storm.

Shout!

The spear danced, the eye of the storm of the ice ape opened, and the surrounding temperature changed dramatically in an instant, and the wind and snow were combined.

Around Han Shan, there was ice in an instant, and a thin layer of ice formed on Han Shan's body.

But Han Shan stood there, not moving at all, and looked at Xue Yang coldly.

In the school palace, the disciples of the school palace who paid attention to the treasure mirror looked at Han Shan in the ruins of the Dragon Gate one by one.

Xue Yang's martial spirit ability can freeze everything, once the power of the eye of the storm is exerted, Xue Yang can control the whole field, but no one can understand why Han Shan didn't fight back.

"Glacier Fury. ”

Xue Yang roared, and an endless storm of ice and snow enveloped Han Mountain.

In the blink of an eye, Han Shan's body turned into an ice sculpture.

Xue Yang held a spear in his hand, and his body swept straight at Han Shan.

The people around Xuehou Dongfang Han swept out in an instant, preventing Ye Wushuang and the others from saving Han Shan.

But they found that Ye Wushuang and the others, no one moved, and they were extremely calm.

The spear pierced through the space and stabbed Han Shan in the throat.

Rumble!

At the moment when the spear was about to stab and end everything, there was a sudden loud bang.

Xue Yang found that the frozen Han Shan's body erupted with an extremely terrifying force at this moment.

This power is like coming from gods and demons.

"Boom!"

There was another roar, and the frozen Han Mountain shattered the Xuan Ice on his body.

But at this moment, Xue Yang's spear stabbed Han Shan in the throat.

Xue Yang thought it was over, but the moment she stabbed it, Xue Yang's face changed.

"Dead!"

In the school palace, which school palace disciples were very shocked when they saw this scene, but they also felt sorry for Han Shan, Han Shan died.

Everyone shook their heads, too conceited.

"Arrogance, that's how it ends!"

When the old man saw this scene, he smiled heartily.

"Really?"

Tian Haihong scoffed again.

"Do you think Han Shan can still ......"

When the old man was halfway through speaking, he couldn't say it anymore.

Because he saw Xue Yang on the treasure mirror, his face turned pale at this time, and his body hurriedly retreated.

But Han Shan was faster than him, and his body stepped out in one step, and he punched out at Xue Yang.

At this time, behind Han Shan, a demon god phantom appeared.

In a hurry, Xue Yang used his spear as a shield.

"Click!"

Han Shan's fist blasted out, and the extremely high-grade spear was directly broken, and Han Shan's fist landed on Xue Yang's chest.

The terrifying power invaded, and Xue Yang's heart was shattered, and blood spurted out.

"Xue Yang!"

The young man who was close to Xue Yang, the long sword on his waist went out of his body, like a black dragon going out to sea, stabbing towards Han Shan.

Seeing this person coming, Xue Yang broke into two, and the head of the silver spear that fell from the air was grabbed by Han Shan.

Thrown at the youth with lightning speed.

"Phew!"

The young man who came straight forward had a look of horror in his eyes.

The head of the spear passed directly through his throat, and he took a few steps forward, and fell limply.

"How is that possible?"

In front of the treasure mirror of the school palace, looking at this scene one by one, it was unbelievable.

Obviously, he saw Han Shan being stabbed in the throat by Xue Yang, but he didn't die, and he shot like thunder, killing the two of them.

"Hercules Demon Secret!"

When the old man saw this scene, his face was ugly.

At this point, he didn't know what was going on.

Only by cultivating the "Hercules Demon Secret" can the physical body be so powerful.

Moreover, when Han Shan punched, a demon god phantom appeared behind him.

The old man's eyes were filled with extreme anger.

He was actually tricked by a junior, and the old man who lost his soul felt the gaze around him, and his face was ugly.

"Hercules Demon Secret!"

Seeing Han Shan kill two people in a row, Xuehou Dongfang Han's face was extremely pale.

The waste in his eyes is so terrible.

Losing the two of them, Xuehou Dongfang Han's face was solemn, where was the light wind just now.

"Count you ruthless, let's go!"

Xuehou Dongfang Han left a sentence and turned around to leave.

"Are you really an idiot?"

Behind Dongfang Han, Ye Wushuang's cold voice sounded.

"You're ......!"

Dongfang Han turned around, and endless evil aura appeared in his eyes.

"Leave the Banner and the Space Ring, get out!"

Dongfang Han's evil spirit was directly ignored by Ye Wushuang, and Ye Wushuang's extremely indifferent gaze swept on Dongfang Han's body.

At this time, Ye Wushuang's eyes were extremely indifferent, like the eyes of the sky.

The temperature around him dropped dramatically, and the evil qi that was ten times more terrifying than Dongfang Han's body rushed straight to the sky.

Cold, ruthless, like the king of killing.

"Die, or surrender!"

At this time, Ye Wushuang changed his attention.

"Click!"

The fan in Dongfang Han's hand was directly deformed by Dongfang Han's pinching.

Dongfang Han is the ninth strongest among the disciples of the Academy, how could he be willing to kneel down and surrender.

(End of chapter)