When Zhang Han came out of the inner world, he found that he had returned to the real world, and he was quietly inserted on the ground, with two soul beads strung on the black string at the end of the hilt.

One is the world of The Matrix, and the other is the world where the Grim Reaper has come.

Around, the scene of the celebration has been removed, and Thomas and the others don't know where they went.

When Zhang Han found a convenience store and learned the exact time, he found that a whole year had passed!

"It's okay, the matter of this plane is over, and there is no need to say goodbye to them." Zhang Han thought to himself, and when Xiao Ji finished refining the laws incorporated into the space, he would prepare to cross the next plane.

After that, in the past month, Zhang Han visited New York, an international metropolis.

In his previous life, as a dick, let alone going abroad, there were very few times he went out of the province. None of the three planes he crossed before was similar to his previous life, so when he arrived in this world, Zhang Han could be regarded as a trip abroad in the true sense.

Because of the existence of death, I have not been able to enjoy the beautiful scenery of foreign countries with peace of mind, and now there is no pressure, which just makes up for the wish of my previous life.

After Xiao Ji successfully refined that space and law, Zhang Han came to a relatively remote place in the suburbs, ready to break through the space and travel to the next plane.

Suddenly, Zhang Han felt an astonishing burst of spiritual pressure, like a towering mountain pressing on his body.

Rumble!

Zhang Han's body couldn't help but sink, his two feet sank into the concrete floor, and the ground under his feet seemed to have been smashed by a heavy hammer, cracking countless spider webs.

"This ...... How can it be? ”

What kind of existence can have such a strong strength, just relying on spiritual pressure, it can crush the vice-captain-level self to the point of immobility!

Zhang Han's body stiffened, he turned his head in horror, and a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and a man in a black robe appeared not far away.

The long robe hung down to the ground, the hood covered the head, and the whole body was like a black hole, and the bright sunlight could not reflect the slightest light.

Zhang Han's spiritual pressure could already sense a radius of six kilometers, however, if it wasn't for the naked eye seeing the existence of the mysterious person, the spiritual pressure would not have sensed anything at all.

If the other party has bad intentions and sneaks up directly from behind, I'm afraid he won't even have the power to fight back!

Thinking of this, the sweat on Zhang Han's face dripped down like rain, and he asked in horror, "Who are you?" Why can't I feel your presence? ”

For a long time, spiritual pressure has been the most basic factor for Zhang Han to defeat the enemy.

Whether it is fighting, sensing, recovering strength, or something else, spiritual pressure is as indispensable to Zhang Han as his hands and feet.

However, today, the mysterious person who appeared inexplicably in front of him broke all this, how could this not make Zhang Han frightened?

"Your eyes will deceive you, your ears will deceive you, your feelings will deceive you, and the same will be true of spiritual pressure!" The hoarse and deep voice came with a terrifying chill, causing Zhang Han's hair to rise and his body trembled slightly.

What made Zhang Han feel desperate was that in front of this mysterious person, he didn't even have the courage to draw a knife!

"Don't pretend to be a ghost for me, you have the ability to show your true colors!" Zhang Hanqiang suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted loudly.

"It's too weak!" The mysterious man ignored Zhang Han's clamor and whispered to himself, "Why is it so weak?" ”

"People were swept out of the nest like garbage, wandering around like wild dogs, sometimes barking at the bright moon high in the sky, but they didn't dare to stretch out their paws and take even a step towards the sky!"

What the?!

Who the hell is this guy of unknown origin? Why do you know your own business? Could it be that he is a person he is familiar with?

Zhang Han bit his lower lip tightly, and the smell of blood came into his mouth, constantly stimulating his taste buds, so as to forget the horror of the mysterious man, he drew his knife and roared, "No matter who you are, give me death!" ”

"Crescent Sky Rush!"

The blood-colored giant crescent moon shot out rapidly along with Zhang Han's slash, and blasted towards the mysterious person on the opposite side with a majestic momentum.

The mysterious figure did not move, but raised his right hand with black gloves, grabbed the giant knife dozens of meters long, and pinched it gently.

The crescent moon Tianchong released by Zhang Han with all his strength was crushed by him like this!

"How is that possible?!"

Even though he had unlimitedly overestimated the strength of the mysterious man, when the other party lightly crushed his crescent moon Tianchong, Zhang Han still showed an unbelievable look.

You must know that this is the crescent moon sky rush released by the vice-captain-level himself, and the power is comparable to the captain-level flat slash. Only characters above the captain level can break their own slashes so easily.

"Is this all your strength after crossing several planes? What a disappointment! The mysterious man spoke again, "Really, I can't even raise the desire to do something to you!" ”

"Fall into the mortal dust, Owl!"

Zhang Han gritted his teeth and began to unleash his slashing knife, and at the same time, the mask had already appeared on his face. The sudden surge of spiritual pressure turned into a white pillar of light, rising into the sky, shattering the clouds in the sky.

The strength of this mysterious person in front of him has reached a point where he can't imagine, and if he doesn't show all his strength, I'm afraid I'm really going to play a gameover!

"Bastard! Give me death! Crescent Cross Rush! ”

Zhang Han held two swords in both hands, and slashed out angrily in front of him at the same time.

In an instant, a white crescent with a pale blue edge, with a hidden transparent crescent, slashed towards the mysterious man in the shape of a cross.

Before the sword arrived, a cold wind blew the robe of the mysterious man. The strange thing is that the mysterious man seems to have no body, and it is pitch black under his robe, and he can't see anything clearly.

The mysterious man stretched out his right hand again, grasped the cruciform crescent moon that had slashed at it, and squeezed it gently......

"! Is that okay?! ”

The crescent cross charge in the state of the first solution plus the mask is definitely comparable to the level of a captain-level master's full blow, and such a powerful slash still can't escape the hand that the mysterious man understated!

"How so? Why is this happening? ”

Zhang Han's face was gloomy, and his hands hung down at his side, as if all his fighting spirit had been crushed by the mysterious man's hand!

"I'll tell you why!"

A low, hoarse voice came into my ears again, "Because you're not strong enough!" ”

"It's a pity, I always thought that Zhang Hanjun could exist as my opponent, it's really disappointing!"

The mysterious man slowly raised his hands and lifted the hood off his head, revealing a face that shocked Zhang Han...... Indigo dyeing!

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