"I'll just say, since that kid dares to humiliate Zao Wou-Ki in public, he doesn't look like a fool, if he doesn't have any special skills, he won't fight Zao Wou-Ki head-on!"

"Hehe, I see that this young man should not be very old, but he has the cultivation of the eightfold pulse of the pulse, and it seems that he has also cast a very powerful secret technique just now, otherwise, he will definitely not be able to reverse the situation. In this case, the identity of this young man should not be simple. ”

"Hahaha, in the past ten years, the Blood Wolf Gang has been doing evil, killing people and setting fires, and now they have finally provoked people who shouldn't be provoked. In my opinion, even if this young man can't kill Zao Wou-ki, he will definitely be able to retreat with his whole body! If he is involved in the family forces behind him, how can the Blood Wolf Gang resist it? As far as I know, except for the gang leader, all the members of the Blood Wolf Gang are only cultivators of the Tongmai realm!"

Many people were talking, and the eyes of Zhao Wuji and the other group of Blood Wolf Gang martial artists became sneering.

The Blood Wolf Gang has done all kinds of evil, which has long caused the people in this area to be extremely resentful.

Therefore, once they saw the Blood Wolf Gang suffer, everyone who was here for hundreds of miles would be happy from the bottom of their hearts.

At this moment, some people looked at Ye Han's gaze, and they were even more full of appreciation and awe.

A young man who can kill the arrogance of the Blood Wolf Gang is worthy of being remembered by these ordinary mortals and martial artists.

But Ye Han didn't care about the opinions of others, and after the blow injured Zao Wouji's arm, he was unforgivingly killed Zao Wouji, not giving the other party a chance to breathe.

"Ten times through the pulse, but that's it!"

Ye Han's momentum was like a rainbow, and he cast the Nine Shadows Distraction Step, and one by one afterimages appeared, and after catching up with Zhao Wouji, he directly threw a punch.

"Shaft, how dare you humiliate me like this?"

Zao Wou-Ki was furious, trying to dodge and fighting back.

In this way, he completely lost his previous advantage, and in the face of Ye Han's attack, Zhao Wouji could only raise his left arm and throw a punch as well.

Boom!

The fists collided, and this time, Ye Han directly knocked Zhao Wuji out.

"Stinky boy, you deceive people too much!"

Zhao Wouji never thought that he would face such a situation, not only did he not trample Ye Han under his feet, but he lost one blow and fell behind everywhere.

Under the anger, Zao Wou-Ki's hand flashed with a flash of inspiration, and he had an extra pair of fist gloves.

This fist was placed on his hands, and Zao Wou-Ki immediately unleashed the power of his cultivation, causing his fist to emit bursts of powerful spirit pattern fluctuations.

"Suffer death!"

Ye Han's eyes narrowed, and he quickly rushed over, and slapped his palm at Zhao Wuji in the air.

However, Zao Wou-Ki just raised his hand and clenched his fist and swept it lightly.

Boom.

A powerful energy suddenly appeared from the air, not only dissolving Ye Han's air-breaking palm, but instead shaking Ye Han so much that he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"A high-grade spiritual weapon?"

Pulling away a little, Ye Han's gaze fell on Zhao Wouji's fists, and his eyes became a little gloomy.

"Oops, that fist glove is said to be a family heirloom treasure of the Zhou family in Geshan Town, reaching the quality of a high-grade spiritual weapon, after the Blood Wolf Gang washed the Zhou family in Geshan Town in blood, this fist glove fell into the hands of the Blood Wolf Gang, I didn't expect that it was Zao Wou-Ki who got this treasure!"

"Zao Wou-Ki already has the advantage of cultivation, and now that he has sacrificed this high-grade spirit weapon fist, that prince may be difficult to break through his defenses!"

Some martial artists couldn't help but look down, looking at the fist gloves in Zao Wouji's hand, their faces also became ugly.

And Zhao Wouji, who sacrificed the top-grade spiritual weapon, was full of confidence, and he fought back towards Ye Han with a cruel smile.

"Stinky boy, I'm going to smash you into a pulp with one punch!"

In an instant, Zao Wou-Ki appeared in front of Ye Han, and a pair of fist gloves emitted bursts of spiritual ripples, striking left and right, and slapping towards Ye Han's head.

It seemed to be about to smash Ye Han's head to pieces.

But, right now.

The cold light flashed in Ye Han's hand, and suddenly there was an extra long sword with a pitch-black body.

"A high-grade spiritual weapon?"

After seeing the Demon Spirit Sword that Ye Han sacrificed, Zhao Wuji's eyes suddenly narrowed, but he still continued to swing his fist at Ye Han with a grim expression.

Even though Ye Han also possessed a top-grade spiritual weapon, Zhao Wuji was confident that under the gap between the two small realms in the cultivation of the two sides, he still had a great deal of confidence in killing Ye Han, who was not lightly consumed.

However, since Ye Han had taken out the Demon Spirit Sword, how could he still give Zhao Wouji a chance to defeat him?

"Killing Fields!"

With a low snort, the blood in Ye Han's eyes flashed, and he saw two clusters of scarlet light emerge, making his whole person look a little more demonic, and around Ye Han's body, a pale red area with a radius of about three zhang suddenly swept out.

It's the primary killing field!

"What a weird stinky boy, how can he do more than me!"

Seeing the pale red light curtain that appeared around him, Zhao Wuji couldn't help but whisper, and his gaze at Ye Han was also filled with a trace of crazy killing intent.

If before that, Zao Wou-Ki knew Ye Han's extraordinary, then he would definitely not offend Ye Han easily.

But now, having offended Ye Han, Zao Wou-Ki knew that the growth of this kind of genius was the fastest, rather than this, it was better to wipe out Ye Han earlier!

"Hehe, you want to kill me, you don't have the qualifications yet!"

Ye Leng smiled coldly, and between the flips of the Demon Spirit Sword in his hand, he stabbed towards Zhao Wuji who turned into an afterimage.

Whoop......

Within a stone's throw of the two of them, sword shadows emerged in the air, each sword shadow carrying Ye Han's full strength, as if it was indestructible and indestructible, with a deep killing intent.

At the same time, the role of the primary killing field had been exerted on Zao Wou-Ki.

"Hmph, stinky boy, I admit that your strength is indeed very strong, and your methods are also very mysterious, but, in front of me, you must die today!"

Zhao Wouji didn't notice it, let out a deep sigh, mobilized all the remaining true qi in his body, and poured it into the fist gloves on his hands, the formation patterns of the high-grade spiritual weapons were stimulated, and a stream of spiritual light appeared in Zhao Wouji's hands, and it was vaguely turned into two fist prints the size of watermelons.

"Hahaha, boy, with the blessing of this pair of gloves, and I have reached the peak of the ten levels of the Tongmai, I can perform an attack by a powerhouse of the Gathering Yuan Realm!"

Looking at the fist prints that appeared in front of his hands, Zao Wouji's confidence skyrocketed, and at this moment he even felt that he was invincible.

Then, he looked at Ye Han and landed in one step, ready to end the battle.

"Now, I'll see how you ...... How is that possible?!"

The next moment, Zao Wou-Ki couldn't help but let out a panicked howl.

The onlookers around also looked at Zao Wou-ki's hands with shocked expressions on their faces.

The pair of fist prints, for some reason, dissipated without warning.

And only Zao Wou-Ki was terrified, because at this moment, he could clearly feel that his cultivation strength seemed to be affected by some kind of mysterious power, and it was actually reduced by thirty percent!