Chapter 117: Bloodstained and Drunk in the Sky (4)

Han Meng fell to the ground, his body was crouching, although he was not injured, but where Han Meng landed, he directly dented.

A knife retreated from Han Meng, and one after another stunned eyes fell on Han Shan's body, each of these teenagers turned out to be terrifying, drunk in the lobby, as quiet as death, except for the sound of the moon fairy and the four dancers on the dance floor, there was no other sound.

"It's so strong!"

A young man looked at Han Shan with a shocked face.

Han Meng came out angrily, but he was slashed back by Han Shan and smashed into the lobby, his face was gloomy to the extreme, when had he been bullied like this in Iron Blood City, and the other party was too young.

"You're looking for death!"

Han Meng's eyes showed a fierce light, and he rushed towards Han Shan, the speed was extremely fast, and beside him, a Void True Flame that rushed straight to the sky burned up, and the temperature in the drunken clouds skyrocketed instantly.

Above the fist, the flames burned, this time Han Meng did not despise Han Shan, but went all out.

"Boom!"

The terrifying punch fell, and the void shook, and under Han Meng's full punch, Han Shan's body flew out upside down and retreated several steps in a row. But in Han Shan's eyes, there was not the slightest fear, a murderous gaze, staring at Han Meng deadly, feeling Han Shan's gaze, Han Meng felt a little hairy.

Han Shan's palm slapped, his body instantly ejected, and he waved the war knife and slashed at Han Meng, this knife was even more terrifying, Han Shan's eyes were full of cold.

"Golden bell jar!"

Han Meng shouted, on his body, a layer of golden light was instantly shrouded, enveloping himself, Han Shan slashed down, and did not hurt Han Meng, but at this time, a trace of mockery appeared in Han Meng's eyes, and I saw that in Han Meng's sleeve, a cylinder suddenly appeared, facing Han Shan's heart.

"Not good!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Wushuang's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly cast the Netherworld Dragon Shadow, appearing in front of Han Shan at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Use your body to fend off the Hidden Arrows.

"Whoa, whoa!"

The sound of the Hidden Arrow breaking through the air sounded, and the three Hidden Arrows shot towards Ye Wushuang's heart.

"Gods and Demons Heavenly Clock!"

At this critical juncture, Ye Wushuang instantly activated the Talisman God and Demon Heavenly Bell, and around Ye Wushuang's body, a huge golden ancient bell appeared, enveloping Ye Wushuang in it.

The Sleeve Arrow shot at the Divine and Demon Heavenly Bell, making a sonorous sound, failing to hurt Ye Wushuang in the slightest.

"Lingwu realm?"

Seeing the Divine and Demon Heavenly Bell on Ye Wushuang's body, some martial artists were shocked. Only the existence of the Lingwu realm can release true qi.

Even Han Meng in front of Ye Wushuang was stunned, "How is it possible?"

"It's a talisman!"

However, in the lobby, there were still people who recognized that it was the talisman that shrouded Ye Wushuang at this time, and it was not a true gang formed by the release of true qi.

"Yanlong Killing Fist!"

At this moment, in Ye Wushuang's eyes, Sen Han's killing intent was shot, only to see Ye Wushuang's back, a dragon groan, Ye Wushuang's eyes, as if there were two divine dragons roaring, at this time, Ye Wushuang was like a world-destroying flame dragon, facing Han Meng who was suppressed in front of him is a fire dragon killing punch.

The terrifying Yan Dragon Killing Fist landed on Han Meng's body, and he saw Han Meng's body fly upside down in an instant, spurting out several mouthfuls of blood in the air.

At this time, outside the drunken clouds, there was a sound of clattering horses' hooves, and a figure swept into the drunken clouds like lightning, just in time to see Han Meng flying out upside down.

"Second brother!"

It was a middle-aged man who swept into the drunken sky, hugging Han Meng and hurriedly shouting.

"Big brother, avenge me and Xiao Han!"

After Han Meng finished speaking, his breath cut off.

Han Meng used a sleeve arrow to kill Han Shan, Ye Wushuang struck angrily, and the extremely heavy attack on Han Shan, who was invincible, was directly killed by Ye Wushuang's Yanlong Killing Fist.

"My son!"

Han Qing turned around and saw that Han Gongzi on the stretcher was already dead at this time, there was a faint line of blood in the center of Han Gongzi's eyebrows, and Han Gongzi's eyes widened, as if he had seen something extremely terrible, and he didn't blink a blind eye.

"I want you to be buried with me!" Han Qing saw his beloved son and Han Meng dead, and a terrifying killing intent erupted in his eyes in an instant, and the entire people in the drunken clouds were all trembling under Han Qing's murderous intent.

"What's going on?"

At this time, Ye Wushuang's divine sense instantly scanned the entire drunken clouds, but he didn't find anything, and Han Shan, Hua Wuyang, and Luo Tianluo also changed their faces at this time.

None of them made a move against Han Gongzi, but now that Han Gongzi is dead, Ye Wushuang and the four of them know that in the drunken clouds, there are other more terrifying enemies hidden.

Ye Wushuang's divine sense swept over, and in the entire drunken sky, the Moon Fairy still played the piano and never stopped, and the women dancing on the dance floor were still dancing, and the positions of those guests, from the beginning to the present, had never moved.

At this time, although the Drunken Cloud Hall was messy because of the Great War, under Ye Wushuang's divine sense search, there was no trace of it.

There is only one possibility for Han Gongzi's death, that is, he killed Han Meng, and the sound of horses' hooves sounded outside. The moment Han Qing entered the drunken sky, Han Gongzi was killed by extremely secret means.

Because it was only at this time that the blood line in the center of Han Gongzi's eyebrows continued to become obvious, and the moment Han Qing entered, it was only a faint blood line.

Who is it that should be framed for them?

Ye Wushuang had already understood at this time, it seemed that the moment they entered the drunken clouds, someone had designed everything, as for Han Gongzi, maybe he was randomly involved, wanting to use the Han family's hand to get rid of them.

Han Qing, the head of the Han family in Iron Blood City, but he was only half a step away from the Lingwu realm, and he used Han Qing to kill them, in the eyes of others, Ye Wushuang and Han Shan were in a catastrophe.

Han Qing looked at Han Meng, who had died at this time, and his beloved son Han Gongzi, Han Qing's eyes, a terrifying killing intent erupted, and his cold gaze swept towards Ye Wushuang and the others.

"I want you to bury my second brother and my son!"

Han Qing's cold voice resounded through the drunken cloud hall. I saw that at this time, behind Han Qing, a war knife phantom appeared, and a gaze that was even more terrifying than the sword fell on Ye Wushuang's body.

"Master Han, please listen to me, this matter is not as simple as you see, your son was not killed by us!"

Seeing Han Qing's furiousness, Luo Tianwolf hurriedly walked out and said loudly.

"My second brother told me personally, you think I'll believe your nonsense!"

Han Qing glanced at Luo Tianwolf mockingly.

Turning around and facing Ye Wushuang is slash, the knife more than ten meters long was directly slashed at Ye Wushuang not far away, and wherever the knife went, everything that was blocked instantly turned into pieces.

"Boom!"

The sword fell on the Divine and Demon Heavenly Bell on Ye Wushuang's body, and it made a terrible bell ringing, and that terrible knife did not hurt Ye Wushuang in the slightest.

But at this time, Ye Wushuang was not happy, Ye Wushuang knew that the enemy, not only Han Qing in front of him, but also the existence lurking in the dark of the drunken clouds, that was the most terrible enemy.

Once shot, it is definitely a fatal blow.

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