Chapter 7: Cutting Off
readx;?“ Let's die-" With a loud shout, Qu Moling's right fist drew a narrow arc and rushed straight towards Han Chen again. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info This time, the energy carried by his fist peak lifted the dust and dust along the way into the air, which shows how powerful this blow is.
Han Chen's face did not change, and said coldly: "Do you think that only you know how to learn martial arts?" His fingertips twisted, and he also paddled rapidly along a mysterious route, and his set of skills was the fingering that he practiced in front of his parents' funeral hall a few days ago.
However, unlike then, now that he has real power to urge, the power of this set of fingering has finally revealed the true face of Lushan!
The vigorous momentum continued to spread out from Han Chen's body, and the true power condensed on the two fingers of his right hand was even stronger to a terrifying extent.
"How is it possible to be the third level of the Spirit Gathering Realm?"
Feeling Han Chen's cultivation realm at this time, everyone present was taken aback. According to what Qu Tianxiang said, in addition to the brute force, this waste only has the second-highest strength of the Gathering Spirit Realm, how can it only be upgraded to one level after a day? This is simply unbelievable, right?
However, what shocked them even more appeared, a violent whirlwind rolled around Han Chen's fingers, and before he could make any movement, the fallen leaves around him were washed into the air. Suddenly, the garden was full of flowers, and the scene was filled with a sense of desolation.
"That'...... That's the Yellow Rank Intermediate Martial Arts' 'Luoying Finger'!"
"That shit...... How could he know martial arts? And the level of martial arts is higher than that of Senior Brother Qu!"
"Isn't he crippled?
Han Chen's strength really shocked everyone, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, how would they have believed that the garbage that had been exhausted in the past would be so powerful today.
"Try my kung fu!" Han Chen shouted angrily, and the two fingers of his right hand were like a sharp sword, and he quickly pointed out towards Qu Moling.
"It's not good...... Qu Moling never expected that Han Chen would also know martial arts, and the level of martial arts was higher than him, his punch was all out, where could he get it back for a while?
The next moment, the offensives of the two sides intersected fiercely in mid-air, and a deafening explosion suddenly resounded throughout the small courtyard, and under the strong pressure of Luo Ying's finger, Qu Moling's fist only lasted for a few seconds, and then it collapsed.
The strong energy wave hit Qu Moling's body at once, he screamed, and the whole person rolled to the corner of the wall against the ground, and the blood stains that rubbed out all the way made people tremble when they looked at it.
Jumping in front of Qu Moling, Han Chen said coldly: "Things that don't have long eyes, I'll let you have no return today!"
He stomped on the other's chest. How huge is Han Chen's strength? This foot directly crushed Qu Moling's sternum, Qu Moling spit out a mouthful of blood, and said angrily: "You...... Do you dare to kill me? Do you know who my cousin is?"
"Yes. Han Chen sneered: "Tian Yuhan, one of the top three disciples of the outer sect." ”
Qu Moling said: "I know that you still dare to touch me, he will not let your ...... go"
Han Chen snorted coldly and said, "Even if he is here, you will die the same!" The strength on his feet suddenly increased, and Qu Moling's chest suddenly became a dent, he was pressed to the point that he could barely breathe, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the seven orifices.
With one move, Qu Moling had no power to fight back, and with a ruthless momentum, none of the people around him dared to come up to help.
Just when Han Chen stepped on Qu Moling's head and was about to stomp him to death, suddenly an angry shout came from outside the courtyard gate: "What an arrogant boy, he didn't even pay attention to me......
With the sound, a white-clothed young man about sixteen years old jumped up, followed by two people, also of average age.
"It's Senior Brother Tian!"
As soon as the young man in white appeared, the dazed crowd seemed to have found the backbone of the main body and gathered around him.
Looking at Qu Moling, who was unrecognizable, a trace of coldness flashed in the eyes of the young man in white, he glared at Han Chen coldly, nodded and said, "You waste is ruthless enough, I really can't see that you are hiding so deeply." ”
Han Chen didn't exert his strength, but his feet didn't leave Qu Moling's face either. He squinted at the young man in white and said, "Tian Yuhan, if you just talk about this nonsense, then you can get out." ”
Tian Yuhan laughed angrily, don't talk about Han Chen, this waste, in the entire outer gate of Qinglong Mansion, few people dare to talk to him like this. He pointed at Qu Moling and said angrily: "I came today to protect him, and you won't let me go?"
Han Chen smiled slightly, didn't say a word, and suddenly exerted force under his feet, and with a "Gra", Qu Moling's head was like an eggshell, and the whole thing exploded.
Everyone swallowed hard. On weekdays, all the disciples have fights in private, but no one has ever dared to kill the killer, and this Han Chen is inevitably too ruthless.
Tian Yuhan was obviously stunned, he thought that his reputation could completely suppress Han Chen, but Han Chen didn't buy his account at all, and trampled his cousin to death in front of him.
"You're looking for death!" With a loud shout, Tian Yuhan's true power instantly ran to the extreme, and the eighth level of power in the Spirit Gathering Realm surged, shaking everyone around him to the ground.
Water ripples of energy appeared between Tian Yuhan's palms, obviously, he was brewing a martial arts, and looking at the momentum, it was no weaker than Han Chen's Luoying Finger.
"Yellow Rank Intermediate Martial Arts-Ling Bo Palm!" In an instant, Tian Yuhan rushed in front of Han Chen, and the palm power containing monstrous anger directly slapped down on Han Chen's head.
This palm Tian Yuhan did not leave his hand, he had already moved to kill.
Tian Yuhan's cultivation was nearly three times higher than Han Chen's, and his speed and combat experience were much higher than Han Chen's. The aura of his blow enveloped Han Chen's body within a radius of ten meters, sealing all of Han Chen's retreats.
"Luo Ying fingers-" Unable to avoid it, Han Chen stretched out his fingers and met his head without fear.
Tian Yuhan, who is also a yellow-level intermediate martial artist, the eighth level of the Gathering Spirit Realm, the power he can inspire is obviously much stronger than Han Chen, who is only the third level of the Gathering Spirit Realm.
"Bang ......" There was a loud trembling sound, and Han Chen's fingertips were pressed on the palm of the other party, and the energy stimulated by the two sides instantly stirred together, and the stone slab on the ground couldn't withstand such a violent impact, and directly collapsed into a crack.
The strength of the true power of the two sides was obviously not at the same level, and as expected, Han Chen's breath was suppressed in a blink of an eye, and the strong force was like a wave, hitting Han Chen's body heavily. His feet were firmly attached to the ground, and the whole person slid backwards seven or eight meters.
"Senior Brother Tian is doing well!"
"That crazy boy tastes great now!"
"Shoot him!"
Seeing Tian Yuhan repelling Han Chen, everyone was suddenly excited, and they couldn't help but shout again.
However, Tian Yuhan's heart was full of extreme horror - his palms were trembling slightly.
How is it possible? That kid obviously only has the third level of cultivation in the Gathering Spirit Realm, and under his full blow, he should be crushed in an instant, but how can his breath still be so steady, as if there is no harm at all.
The most unbelievable thing is that his palm was shocked by the other party and numb a little!
Only Tian Yuhan himself knew that he didn't take any advantage at all in the confrontation just now, and even suffered a small loss.
Han Chen took a deep breath, under such a fierce attack, he was already mentally prepared to be injured, but he didn't expect that in the end, even his breath was not affected much, this demon beast body was really unexpectedly strong.
Looking at Tian Yuhan, whose face was full of incredulity, Han Chen smiled proudly and said loudly: "You are nothing more than that, since you want to stand up for your cousin, then you should die with him!"
"Arrogance!" Tian Yuhan said angrily: "You and I are at most half a catty and eight taels, but my cultivation is higher than yours, and using the Yellow Rank Intermediate Martial Arts is very consuming of real power, so I don't believe that you can consume me." ”
Han Chen said: "You don't need to trouble for too long, because it only takes one move to kill you!"
What the?
Han Chen's words were like the wild words of a madman, and they instantly attracted everyone's ridicule:
"Haha, defeat Senior Brother Tian in one move?
"Was you beaten stupid just now? I dare to talk nonsense when I fall behind. ”
"Senior Brother Tian, you're welcome, let him taste your awesomeness!"
Tian Yuhan also laughed angrily, he swayed, and said loudly: "Defeat me in one move?
Han Chen didn't say a word, his right hand lightly wiped on the storage ring, a spiritual light flashed, and the Xuantie Demon Knife appeared in his hand in the blink of an eye.
"Buckets?"
Feeling the thick evil aura emanating from the Xuantie Demon Knife, everyone present couldn't help but scream.
That's a legendary fighting weapon, even the lord of the mansion can't have one, where did this kid get it?
The horror in his heart was replaced by greed in an instant, Tian Yuhan almost shouted at Han Chen in a roaring voice: "Boy, you give me that fighting weapon, I am not to blame for today's incident!"
Han Chen sneered, "Does a dead man still need a fighting weapon?"
As soon as the words fell, Han Chen jumped in the air, raised the Xuantie Demon Knife and slashed it down according to Tian Yuhan. All the true power in his body was infused into the demon knife, and the blood-red sword light spread out in midair, drawing a crescent-shaped light and shadow.
The strong energy rolled like a mountain, which actually forced Tian Yuhan to have a somewhat unstable foothold. It was only at this time that he realized how powerful the fighting weapon in front of him was.
"Ling Bo Palm-" Tian Yuhan, who was not to be outdone, instantly exerted his skills to the extreme, and the water wave-like energy rushed towards Han Chen through his palms, and the momentum was even a few points stronger than before.
"Bang-" The offensive of the two sides intersected in the blink of an eye. Under the oppression of the Xuantie Demon Knife, the true power fluctuations inspired by Tian Yuhan were like encountering the current of a reef, constantly separating to both sides.
In just a few seconds, a crescent-shaped knife light slashed past the top of Tian Yuhan's head, and the sharp energy reached the ground, and the floor was instantly split with a crack as deep as one meter.
Tian Yuhan didn't say a word, and fell down softly, blood spilled all over the ground.
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