All around, many people were shaken.

Looking at the one-sided slaughter in the field, some people felt that Ye Han's methods were cruel and did not give people any way to live.

However, more people felt that Ye Han was doing the right thing.

After all, Ye Han's opponent was the Blood Wolf Gang!

If his strength is not strong enough and falls into the hands of the Blood Wolf Gang, who will stand up and say that the Blood Wolf Gang's methods are cruel?

What's more, the people of the Blood Wolf Gang have done absolutely evil things, and they have long been cursed thousands of times in their hearts by many people.

Now that he has been killed by Ye Han, it has to be said that it is a very happy thing.

"Ah......h

"No, I don't want to die!"

"Childe, spare my life, I was wrong, please let me go!"

The screams of one after another resounded on this official road, and the sound was transmitted far away.

Then, after dozens of breaths, these screams dissipated one after another.

Only the mutilated corpses were left in the middle of the field.

"Shhh...... Dozens of warriors of the Blood Wolf Gang are all dead?"

Some blinked, unable to believe what they were seeing.

But, that's just the way it is.

This was a massacre, because except for Zao Wou-ki, none of the Blood Wolf Gang martial artists could contain Ye Han.

At this moment, even Zao Wou-ki, who was more than ten meters away from Ye Han, had a shocked and frightened expression on his face.

In the blink of an eye, twenty or thirty Blood Wolf Gang warriors were slaughtered by Ye Han.

Such a shocking change made Zao Wou-Ki not even react at this moment.

Airplanes~

A slight fluctuation suddenly came from Ye Han's body.

Then, the pale red light curtain slowly dispersed.

And Ye Han's face also appeared a pale, the red light in his eyes disappeared, and his gaze became a little darker.

"Ha, haha!"

Zao Wou-Ki finally came back to his senses and looked at Ye Han from a distance, with a crazy smile on his face.

"Stinky boy, you should be really exhausted and exhausted by now, right?"

Without waiting for Ye Han to reply, Zao Wou-Ki said to himself, quietly walking towards Ye Han with his steps.

"How much combat power do you have now?"

"Let me guess ......"

Boom!

Before the words fell, Zhao Wuji suddenly stood up and rushed towards Ye Han.

Far away, Zao Wou-ki's fist gloves condensed two fist prints the size of watermelons.

Then, when he was five steps in front of Ye Han, Zhao Wouji was pleasantly surprised to find that the fist marks he had condensed had not dispersed, and a trace of hideousness suddenly appeared on his face.

"Hahaha, my guess is right, you really can't use that weird trick anymore!"

True Qi was running, his feet suddenly exerted force, and Zhao Wuji quickly approached Ye Han, and his pair of gloomy eyes exuded a cold and cool light.

"Stinky boy, now, I want you dead!"

With an angry shout, Zhao Wuji pushed through the air, and the two huge fist prints struck towards Ye Han.

Although Zhao Wuji was very sure, Ye Han could no longer use secret techniques to suppress his cultivation.

However, after experiencing that kind of fear, he still didn't really get close to Ye Han!

Whew~Whew~

The fist mark broke through the air, exuding a powerful attack that seemed to be able to blast everything in front of it into powder.

This was the strongest blow that Zao Wou-Ki had unleashed with the blessing of that pair of fist seals, reaching the level of the Juyuan realm, and the power was terrifying!

If it really hits, then Ye Han will be hit hard if he doesn't die.

All around, there were bursts of exclamations.

There are some loose cultivators who are not weak, and their bodies are already shaking, and they are hesitant to save Ye Han.

At this time.

Everyone only saw Ye Han slowly raise one arm, spread out his five fingers, and press it towards the front.

Bang!

Those two fist marks, which were equivalent to those cast by the Juyuan powerhouse, suddenly seemed to have suffered an invisible heavy blow, and after the two muffled sounds, they exploded in the air and were annihilated!

"How is that possible?!"

Zao Wou-ki's face was inexplicably shocked.

He didn't believe that Ye Han had already fought to this extent, and he could easily break his strongest blow.

However, this is the case.

Ye Han once again broke his strongest blow lightly.

"This son's methods are weird, invincible, I must leave as soon as possible and ask for a helper to suppress this son!"

At the critical moment, Zao Wou-Ki was extremely calm in his heart.

In a flash, he made a decisive decision.

But, right now.

"Hehe, I said I wanted to kill you, then you had to die! If you let you go, wouldn't it be very untrustworthy?"

Ye Han spoke lightly, his face was pale, obviously he was seriously consumed.

However, his raised right hand was slightly bent with five fingers, making it look like he was taking it in the air.

"Not good!"

Although Zhao Wuji didn't perceive any true qi fluctuations emanating from Ye Han's body, he intuitively felt that a life-and-death crisis was coming, and he had to retreat as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Zao Wou-Ki stomped on the ground with one foot, thinking about retreating from the rear.

The response was not slow.

However, it was still a step too late!

"Divine and Demon Hand!"

Ye Han whispered, stepped on the Nine Shadows and caught up with Zhao Wouji in a series of afterimages, just now Zhao Wouji had taken the initiative to attack him, even if he found that it was not good and wanted to retreat, he was still close to Ye Han in the blink of an eye.

The two were not more than a foot apart in an instant.

Then, Zhao Wuji felt that a huge suction force suddenly emanated from Ye Han in front of him.

To be exact, it emerged from Ye Han's palm!

"What kind of means is this?!"

Zao Wou-Ki only felt that he was really shocked and speechless today.

Because since the beginning of the battle to the present, the means that Ye Han has shown are simply as mysterious as ever.

For example, now in the face of that majestic suction, Zao Wou-Ki found that he couldn't give birth to the slightest strength to resist!

"Although "Gods and Demons' Hand" is only a low-grade martial art, it involves the way of space, and according to different realms, the scope of influence is also different. Now I'm only eight times through the pulse, and one zhang distance is my limit. ”

Seeing Zhao Wuji approaching him in a panic, Ye Han raised the Demon Spirit Sword in his hand while his thoughts were spinning.

"However, even if I can't exert the strongest power of this martial art now, it is more than enough to kill a martial artist who has a tenfold peak of the Tong Pulse. ”

As soon as the thought fell, Zao Wou-Ki was already close at hand, and Ye Han stabbed out with a sword.

"Stinky boy, you can't kill me!"

At the moment of life and death, Zhao Wuji roared wildly, and the fist gloves on his hands emitted strong spiritual pattern fluctuations, which were raised and crossed in front of him, wanting to block Ye Han's sword attack.

"My true qi has been depleted, and this pair of fist gloves is a high-grade spiritual weapon, which cannot be destroyed easily. Case...... Then there's only the power of demons. ”

Ye Leng thought very quietly, and then ran the "Tiger Saint Killing Technique", and a trace of black and red power emanated from his body, permeating the already pitch-black Demon Spirit Sword, and stabbed out with an indomitable momentum.

"Hehe, boy, although your sword is a high-grade spiritual weapon, my fist gloves have also reached the level of a high-grade spiritual weapon, and the quality of the two is the same, how do you break the ......"

Zao Wou-Ki sneered, still very confident in the defensive power of his gloves.

However, before he finished his sentence, his face suddenly changed.

"Oh!

Bite~

There was a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.

Then, there was a clatter, clatter, clattering crack.

In an instant, everyone saw that the pair of high-grade spiritual weapon-level fists in Zhao Wuji's hand suddenly appeared one after another, and then under the stab of Ye Han's long sword, they turned into countless fragments and scattered out.

It was also at this time that Ye Han's god and demon hand lost its successor power.

Zao Wou-Ki only felt that the suction that enveloped him suddenly dissipated, and he regained control of his body again, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Hahaha, stinky boy, it looks like you've run out of gas......! Ugh!"

With a muffled snort, at the moment when Zhao Wuji withdrew and retreated, Ye Han gritted his teeth and stepped to follow, and the Demon Spirit Sword pierced through Zhao Wuji's heart when he laughed.

Tick Tick Tick ......

Drops of crimson blood flowed out of Zao Wou-Ki's vest and fell to the ground.

And he stared at Ye Han in disbelief, black and red light appeared on his face, and his expression was extremely painful.

Boom.

In the end, Zao Wou-Ki didn't say a word, and he fell to the ground without life.