Chapter 842: White, Small, Poetry!

Rumble!!

The surging water vapor poured out like an ocean, and the entire banquet hall was filled with water vapor, and Xu Yan and Han Ming, who were fighting, were all obscured.

"Die!" Xu laughed wildly, roaring hysterically, his eyes following the terrifying droplets, and looking at Han Ming frantically.

Han Ming's face suddenly turned pale as paper, and a little pain suddenly appeared in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth grinned more confidently than Xu Mad, and he said softly: "Well, it's over!!"

Burst!

A blood-colored long sword broke through his dantian and smashed towards the water droplets that shot at him.

Xu Mad and Han Ming's gaze crossed in mid-air, and they were both churning with killing intent.

Rumble!!

Thundered!!

The ground of the venue continued to collapse, and the rolling water vapor surged like a storm and waves in the defensive barrier held by the five Xu family battle commanders.

The faces of the five Xu family commanders were all slightly shocked, and then the Dao rhyme in their bodies rolled out and began to bless the enchantment.

But even so, the cracks on the entire Yuan Qi Barrier still spread out with a click.

Countless onlookers saw the water vapor billowing in the entire banquet hall, as if it was about to explode, and they all screamed in horror and began to retreat.

Rumble......

The boiling water vapor was full of half a column of incense before it slowly began to subside.

Although the five Xu family commanders also paid attention to the final result, the corners of their mouths had already begun to raise a smug smile.

Outside the entire Xu family's mansion, countless Xu family members stretched their necks and stood on tiptoe, looking nervously towards the banquet venue.

Han Cheya also looked at the situation in the banquet with a worried and nervous face.

Call!!

A majestic wind blew the water vapor in the banquet tumbling and tumbling,

Laugh at!!

The boiling water vapor dispersed, and in the center of a hazy and fluctuating banquet, there was a faint figure with a depressed back, standing in the center of the ruined banquet.

Crash!

The tattered robe swayed slightly with the majesty, and the purple and gold hues were faintly visible.

After seeing the scene of the banquet venue at this moment, the five battle commanders of the Xu family all stiffened their faces and their eyes were wide open.

"This ...... This can't be!!"

Outside the banquet venue, the Xu family who was paying attention to the battle was full of disbelief, and the sound of horror rolled out like a wave.

At this moment, standing in the center of the banquet hall was Han Ming, who was wearing a dragon purple and gold robe, although his face was now bleeding, his robe was torn, and his back was bent, but his eyes were as fierce as a caracal wolf, making this tragic and embarrassed appearance reveal a terrifying domineering spirit.

As for Xu Yan, he was now lying flat at Han Ming's feet, his face was as pale as paper, his dark lips were open, he was panting like a fish about to die of thirst, and there was a terrifying big hole on his chest, dripping with blood, even if he was a holy body qualification, the wound was difficult to heal.

Call~!

Call!!!

Han Ming took two deep breaths, gradually calmed down the chaotic aura, and then slowly bent over, grabbed Xu Mad by the collar with his big hand and lifted it into the air, and then raised a blood-flowing face, his eyes were surging with anger, looking around at the onlookers, his voice was like rolling thunder, and said: "The three things I said today, none of them are indispensable!!!The first thing starts by smashing the cultivation foundation of this Xu family holy son!!"

After saying that, Han Ming's other big hand was clenched into a fist, and the rhyme on the fist was tumbling and surging.

"Stop me!!"

"Look for death!!"

"Dare to break the foundation of madness's cultivation, I will let you not survive, you can't die!!"

The five Xu family commanders all looked shocked, roared and warned, and all of them swept down towards Han Ming.

"Cheap seed, if you dare to touch a single hair of my hair today, not only my uncle and aunt, but even our Xu family ancestor will definitely kill you!hahahaha...... Poof, ah~~!!"

Although Xu Yan's chest wound was still bleeding, and now he was dying, he was not afraid at all, but instead glared at Han Ming with resentful eyes, roaring again and again, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a trace of arrogant smile.

He is the holy son of the Xu family!!

It's just that Xu's arrogant smile hasn't fully bloomed on his face, and the second half of the sentence has been replaced by a long howl of pain, and blood mist suddenly erupts from his mouth.

Yes~~~!!!

Han Ming did not care about the threat and angry scolding of the five battle commanders of the Xu family, and he was not frightened by the ancestor of the Xu family in Xu Mad's mouth, his nose was furrowed, his brows were pressed down fiercely, his expression was like a murderous hungry wolf, the Dao rhyme on his fist was condensed, and a punch smashed on Xu Mad's dantian.

Rumble!

This punch directly smashed into the qi realm within Xu Mad's dantian, and the cracks were all over the place.

The Battle Commander Qi Realm is related to the life of the War Commander's family, and there is no room for mistakes, and being torn apart by a punch is a hundred times more painful than tearing apart the soul.

Xu Wild's hideous face was suddenly distorted, his face was full of pain, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and there was finally a trace of panic in his eyes, and he begged for help in horror: "Uncle and aunt save me!!"

Although the five battle commanders of the Xu family had already swooped down, the speed was extremely fast, but Han Ming was one step faster, after he smashed Xu Mad Qi Realm with one punch, he did not hesitate at all, he clenched his fist again, and the Dao rhyme on the fist surface surged, and the next punch could definitely shatter Xu Mad Qi Realm.

"Stop!!"

"Boy, you're looking for death!!"

The five Xu family commanders screamed in amazement, roaring wildly, and their eyes were wide open.

The corners of Han Ming's mouth hooked up a cruel smile, his eyes flashed with scarlet luster, staring at Xu Mad like an angry beast and roaring: "This is the debt that the Xu family owes to my little sister!!

Laugh at!

His fist brought out two rapidly circulating air currents in the air, and the green thunder and golden fire Dao rhyme on the fist rolled and tumbled, smashing down towards Xu Mad's dantian.

"Don't~ Don't!!Don't!!" Xu Mad was full of horror, and his body began to struggle, but when he was dying now, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't smash the fist with Han Ming's punch.

But at this critical moment, a terrifying momentum suddenly erupted from the depths of the Xu family's mansion that suffocated the battle commanders.

This momentum covered the entire Xujia City like a torrent, and the four million people and monks in the city were shocked and trembled.

"Look for death!!"

An old voice rolled and tumbled over the entire Xujia City, and the power of Zhanzun swept through the city in the next moment.

Xu mad roared in ecstasy with tears in the corners of his eyes: "Ancestor, save me!!"

The five Xu family commanders also breathed a sigh of relief.

Click!

When Han Ming's fist was about to land on Xu Mad's dantian, the space not far in front of him suddenly shattered, and an old and terrifying big hand poked out from the shattered space.

This big hand was entwined, powerful and turbulent, and his breath covered the audience, and he was poking out his index finger and poking it towards Han Ming's head.

Han Ming only felt that the whole person was suppressed by a heavy pressure and stopped in place, no matter how much strength he used, he couldn't move any more.

The power of Zhanzun is incredible, and the power is terrifying!

It's just that there was no ripple on Han Ming's face, his bloodshot eyes stared at Xu Ma's arrogant and ecstatic expression again, his face was full of anger, and he shouted word by word like rolling thunder.

"White, small, poetry!!"

"Hey!"

Just when everyone thought that Han Ming was dead, the silver-haired girl who came with Han Ming stood outside the banquet venue, and after agreeing with her milky voice, she made a move.

(I'm sorry to go out, I'll change it for the time being!)