Chapter 151: Equal (Asking for a monthly pass.)

Unexpectedly, the man did not dodge or dodge, and there was even a sense of appreciation in his eyes, with his hands behind his back, which was indescribably leisurely and comfortable.

"He's looking for death" Yahan was flustered at the same time, and he couldn't help but be ruthless in his heart. The steel knife slashed through an arc and slashed hard at the door of his head. With this knife, you don't need to use even a mechanical armor to split it in half with one sword.

"Boom"

Yahan stepped back a few steps and sat on the ground, the steel knife in his hand had already bounced out, leaving a huge gap in the steel pipe, the steel knife was gone, and at the same time, his arm was in sharp pain, and he was about to break.

But the steel knife didn't leave the slightest trace on his head, and even his steel needle-like hair was not messed up in the slightest.

He was horrified. "Is this still a human being?"

He no longer had the fighting spirit, so he turned around and ran

"Little baby, where are you going?" There was a joking voice from behind. Ahan flickered before him, and the man had appeared in front of him.

Yahan's body immediately stopped, and at this time, his heart calmed down and he turned to speak.

"Senior, I'm just a nameless person, my strength is meager, with a master like my predecessor, why tease me" He completely gave up resistance, because any resistance is useless in front of such a strong person. Facing each other, he felt as powerless as a toddler facing a full-grown strong man.

"Hehe, he can bend and stretch, advance and retreat, and he has a keen sense of battle, leaving no room for action. Yes, yes, you're Ahan? He smiled and said gently.

Ah Han's heart jumped, and he didn't know who the other party was, but he still said respectfully: "The kid is Ah Han"

"Since you are a disciple of the Temple, why do you want to run away when you meet the old man?" He touched the slag like steel slag, made a clanging sound, and said jokingly.

Ahan thought raced: "Could it be that it is a person in the temple, not a nuclear-level powerhouse in the temple, although Ahan has not seen them one by one." But he believed that this was definitely not a nuclear-level powerhouse, and although the nuclear-level powerhouse was stronger than him, it could not give him a sense of powerlessness. At least there is a trace of resistance. ”

Suddenly remembering the terrifying aura in the sky, his hands and feet softened for a while, his mind turned, and he hurriedly said respectfully:

"Boy Wind Hall disciple Ahan, meet the Holy Venerable"

"Well, there's no need to be polite, that punch and knife, even if it's a nuclear-level powerhouse, it's just that, but, En ......" Suddenly he kicked his eyes and found that Ah Han's body was weak and he had passed out.

He swept away his mental power: "I didn't expect to take the potential drug, and I fell into a coma, it's really troublesome, the eye of the blood." He muttered to himself, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes. The light flashed in his hand, and a simple porcelain bottle suddenly appeared in his hand, taking out a pill that seemed to be shrouded in flames, and stuffing it into his mouth.

Then he lifted up Ahan and disappeared in the same place.

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When Ahan woke up, he found himself in a room.

The room is quaint, with rusty bronze artifacts placed in the room, including weapons and utensils, some of which are very strange, never seen, and seem to have been for countless years.

There is a mural of a human fighting giant beast carved on the top of the head, the scene is magnificent, magnificent, the giant beast, three heads and six tails, as long as a snake, the body is huge.

Next to him, a small ant-like figure with a spear in his hand and covered in flames, was wrestling with it. Although it is only a mural, and the painting is rough, many places have fallen off and are mottled, but it is a kind of wild and vicissitudes of life, but it is rushing to the face, as if you are in the scene.

"What the hell is this place?" Ahan thought to himself as he regained his thoughts from the painting.

He sensed his body and found that his body was full of comfort, his strength was surging, and he had no sequelae left over from taking the Berserk Pill at all, and the spirit yuan in his body was already faintly approaching the peak of the transformation level, and there was no unbearable abnormality.

He straightened up and found that a brand new set of temple disciples' robes had been neatly arranged on the table next to the bed, and in addition to that, there were all kinds of fruits and meat on it

Ahan became more and more strange about the bad situation he was in.

He got up and got out of bed, quickly got dressed, and walked quickly to the door, when suddenly he stopped, and vaguely felt that there was someone at the door.

He hesitated for a moment, then pushed the door open.

These are the disciples of the two temples, and as you can see from the clothes of the two of them, one is from the Fire Sect and the other is from the Wind Sect. Cultivation is only at the Xuan level.

Seeing Yahan come in, with a look of envy on his face, the two hurriedly saluted and said:

"Meet Brother Ahan"

One of the Feng disciples with a delicate face said, "The hall master has an order, when the senior brother wakes up, he will ask you to go to the main hall." ”

Yahan nodded, and said lightly: "I'm tired."

He walked out of the door, this is no longer a holy mountain, but a strange place, thinking about it, the holy mountain has long been destroyed, and the temple sect will not choose to be in the holy mountain when it is reopened.

"The lord of the main hall called himself over, I don't know what happened?" Ahan's thoughts flashed, but he couldn't find an answer.

"Senior Brother Yahan, here is where the sect of the Xuanyuan Hall used to be, but now that the Xuanyuan Hall has perished, this place has become the temporary sect of the temple." The Feng disciple frowned at Yahan and said when he saw the opportunity. In addition to envy, there is also a hint of worship in the eyes.

Single-handedly under the control of the Xuanyuan Palace, three in and three out, killing several disciples of the Xuanyuan Palace, and even under the nuclear-level powerhouse, he successfully escaped his life, just like YY. It can be said that in addition to the nuclear level, the only person who can compete with this is Senior Brother Jin Hong of the Fire Palace, and there is a faint potential beyond Jin Hong in the Temple, after all, this Senior Brother of the same hall has only been cultivating for three years now, not to mention the nuclear level in the future, even if he reaches the height of the Holy Venerable, there is a glimmer of hope.

"Oh, I see, what is this junior brother's name." Ahan nodded and asked.

"Senior Brother Yahan, you called me Qing Ming deliberately. I'm a disciple of Elder Wulu," he said flatteredly.

Although the inheritance of the Xuanyuan Hall is only one or two thousand years, the sect is larger than the temple, and the entire Lianyun Mountain Range is the location of the sect.

The Great Hall of Deliberation is located on the highest peak. The two walked along the trail for half an hour, and finally a palace complex was faintly visible at the top of the mountain.

The palace is carved and painted, the dog's teeth are staggered, the height is short, the momentum is magnificent, it looks endless, I don't know how many palaces are composed.

It is three points more magnificent than the temple

However, Ahan also understands that the more brilliant and magnificent it is, the more it falls into the lower classes. Compared with the temple, the Xuanyuan Hall undoubtedly has a little more secular color and a little less historical heritage. Compared with the temple, the Xuanyuan Hall is like the difference between the outburst household and the down-and-out aristocracy.

The two turned to a huge square, on both sides of the square, huge trees stand, each one has a thickness of three meters, the light of the square can be seen, the thin is actually the whole piece of lapis lazuli, the surface of the magic circle is dense, almost invisible to the naked eye, a trace of aura, curling up, almost about to turn into substance.

Before Yahan entered the main hall, there was a faint commotion, and the voices of people were boiling, and the sound fluttered for several kilometers.

As soon as Ahan arrived at the gate of the palace, before he could make an announcement, a faint voice came to Ahan's ears.

"Ahan, come in" The voice was like a jade clash with a hint of metal.

He frowned slightly and stepped forward.

Through the long stone cloister, he entered the main hall.

Dozens of elders, hall masters, sat on both sides of the main hall. And high on the main seat, sat a man wearing a yellow robe with a face full of meat. It was the same deity that Ahan had seen before he fell unconscious.

Five meters below him, there were two chairs, one on the left was sitting the main hall master, and the other on the right was empty, and I don't know who was sitting on it.

But apart from the hall master, who can be equal to him. Ahan was puzzled in his heart, and said loudly: "Ahan has seen the Holy Venerable, and the hall masters, and elders."

Ahan's words were extremely rude, not even the slightest hint of respect. It's completely perfunctory.

Dozens of eyes swept towards Yahan, and he couldn't help but breathe tightly, and secretly screamed in his heart. He was just an unintentional move just now, under the influence of the resentment of the temple, he had already lost respect for the elders of these temples in his heart, and at this time, he was distracted, and he actually said it openly, he was about to say something to save, when a voice sounded in the hall.

"Ahan, come to the front and take a seat" Unexpectedly, the Holy Venerable sitting on the main seat did not get angry at all, but showed a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Everyone couldn't help but gasp, with a hint of disbelief in their eyes.

Even if it was the main hall master, his face fluctuated slightly. He only now understood why the Lord had commanded him to add a seat to his right, so it was, so it was. It's just that the Feng disciple who is still a huge distance away from the nuclear level has such an ability, and he can actually be on an equal footing with him.

The entire hall suddenly became noisy, and the elders whispered, as if they had entered a vegetable market, and some of the elders looked up and down without scruples, as if they wanted to see through Yahan.

No matter how bold Yahanrao was, his heart jumped, and he looked around, there were no seats nearby, if he had to say that there was, there was only the seat that was flat with the lord of the main hall.

He was amazed in his heart, and glanced at the high Saint Venerable in confusion.

"Yahan, don't sit down yet," he said again with a slight smile on his meaty face.

Ahan couldn't, just bite the bullet and walk towards the seat. The eyes around him were like needles and needles, dozens of meters away, but he felt like thousands of miles away, and he had only walked a few steps, and his back couldn't help but be soaked, and he was struggling.

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