Sunset and sunrise, a day, should pass in the blink of an eye.

A round of red sun jumped out of the morning mist, and ten thousand rays of light illuminated the port of Jeju.

Under the light of the sun, the morning fog gradually receded, and the world suddenly became clear.

Shen Huchan got up from the bed and prepared to go to the martial arts arena to continue cultivating the deadwood claw.

The sunny morning and fresh air made Shen Huzen feel refreshed.

On the martial arts stage, Shen Huchan's dead wood claws, between the claws and the claws, are now natural.

Just as Shen Huchan was concentrating on practicing the deadwood claws, the door of the martial arts arena was opened with a creak.

Shen Huzen looked fixedly, and a group of four people walked in.

One of them, Shen Huchan, knew that it was Wang Lianjing of the Wang family, who lived on the same island as him.

Wang Lianjing was obviously shocked when he saw Shen Huchan, his face was gloomy, and he said to a man wearing a gorgeous white robe next to him with a disdainful face.

"Young Master Han, let me introduce you, this is the son of our Changshan Island Lord. ”

It seemed that Wang Lianjing's polite introduction, but his smile betrayed him, it was all mockery, and there was no respect for Shen Huchan at all.

In the face of Wang Lianjing's contemptuous words, Shen Huchan's face did not change, and no one could see what was going on in his heart on his face.

But Shen Huchan had already guessed who the young master surnamed Han in front of him was.

This should be, less than three hundred miles away from Changshan Island, the grandson of the owner of Changle Island...... Han Hao.

Because of the spirit creature chime light shell in Changle Island, a unique chime light bead can be produced in the body.

This kind of chime light bead is a necessary material for refining high-grade elixir, so Changle Island is very rich.

Moreover, the Han family on Changle Island still has a relationship with the Shen family.

Because the two islands are very close to each other and both have long characters, Changle Island has always wanted to annex Changshan Island.

But was sternly rejected by his grandfather Shen Qihong, and later the two families had several fights, with casualties and grievances.

Due to the blessing of the ancestor of Yingsu, in the end, Changle Island did not make trouble.

But now, Wang Lianjing actually walked with Han Hao, and Shen Huchan knew that it must be someone who came badly.

Shen Huchan originally wanted to leave the martial arts arena to avoid fighting with them.

Just when Shen Huchan had one foot and had already taken the first step.

Han Hao stretched out his left hand, blocked Shen Huchan's way, and said provocatively.

"Just because you are only refining qi fourfold, and you still want to enter the sect, you don't know how thick the sky is. ”

"Shen Huchan, your Shen family, if you are willing to be a vassal of our Changle Island, I can help you. ”

When Shen Huchan heard this, he slowed down, snorted, and pushed Han Hao's hand away, preparing to move on.

At this time, two attendants beside him, dressed in gray robes and carrying long swords, quickly blocked Shen Huchan's way.

"Boy, before you can answer our young island master's words, you want to leave. ”

Shen Huchan turned his head and looked at Han Hao with cold eyes.

Han Hao walked slowly to Shen Huchan's side arrogantly and said contemptuously.

"Let me tell you Shen Huchan, now without the blessing of Yingsu Ancestor, I see who can protect your Shen family. ”

"Besides, today you don't want to leave like this, today I want you to be like your shitty father. ”

"Your father thinks that marrying a little mother will be able to block our annexation, wishful thinking, your Shen family ......"

When Shen Huchan heard this, his face did not move, and he looked at Han Hao and said.

"Let's go!"

insulting his father and relatives, Shen Huchan didn't say a word, and immediately challenged the other party!

Shen Huchan walked to the stage alone, clenched his fists tightly, and made a rattling sound.

"Monk, don't talk nonsense, reason with your fists!"

Han Hao snorted lightly on his face, and said with a smile on his face. "Shen Huchan, this is you looking for death by yourself. ”

I saw Han Hao striding towards the martial arts stage, and suddenly the two subordinates just now, a person with a pockmarked face stopped Han Hao, and said respectfully.

"Young Island Master, just refining qi fourfold, how can you let Shaodao take the initiative. ”

I saw a strange smile from the entourage on the pockmarked face, and turned around and went to the martial arts stage.

Seeing that the other party breathes evenly and has a light body, he must be a master of the five levels of qi refining.

Shen Huchan secretly thought in his heart, the other party has money, people, and strength.

Changle Island is so rich, there are countless spirit stones, and even an ordinary retinue has already refined qi five times, and they all have a robe to protect themselves.

Mazi faced his entourage, and after the martial arts stage, he smiled slightly and said in his mouth.

"Suffer death!"

I saw the pockmarked face rise into the air, and then Shen Huchan felt a gust of palm wind.

On the martial arts stage, the palm wind rose in all directions, like clouds covering the sky, pouring out, Shen Huchan had already guessed that the other party was using the Changshan Island Peerless Cloud Palm.

Paiyunzhang was practiced to the highest level by the pockmarked face entourage, both rigid and soft.

On the one hand, you can attack the enemy with masculine energy, and on the other hand, you can use feminine power to attack, so that the enemy has no power to fight back.

I saw the pockmarked face entourage, repeatedly palming, every time he used a palm, he shouted.

Looking at the clouds and looking at the sun, the clouds are from the clouds, and the clouds are chasing the moon!

In an instant, the three palms came over, which shook Shen Huchan's ear drums and buzzed, and he unconsciously dodged backwards.

The two of them fought more and more tightly, Shen Huchan kept retreating, the pockmarked face entourage circled and flew with both palms, the Tao was really angry, the clouds turned and the wind moved, and everywhere they went, they opened the stele and cracked the stone, and attacked Shen Huchan's vital point.

Shen Huchan never expected that the cloud-splitting palm on his pockmarked face made the whirring wind sound, and several palms were almost about to split Shen Huchan's vital point.

At this time, Shen Huchan had been forced into a corner, and there was no way out.

If you fall off the stage, you will be a failure!

Thinking of this, Shen Huchan silently recited the mantra and began to use the spell Deadwood Claw......

At this time, Shen Huchan did not move, and his whole body was surrounded by the brilliance of dead wood.

The pock-faced entourage didn't dare to slack off, and one palm slashed at Shen Huchan like a sea of mountains.

At this time, there has been a change, Shen Huchan is not retreating, he is grabbing out with one claw, and the strength of three thousand catties is forcefully collided with the pockmarked face entourage Paiyun palm!

"Dang!"

The flesh palms of the two people collided with the flesh palms, but there was a metallic crashing sound.

Shen Huchan did not move in place, and the pockmarked face followed the lack of five or six steps backwards in a row before he stood in front of him.

At this time, Mazi Face clearly felt that the opponent was not a monk who only had the four levels of qi refining.

The power of this palm far exceeds his five-weight and two-thousand-jin strength, if it weren't for the robe, I'm afraid he would have vomited blood and died.

The pock-faced entourage glanced at Han Hao with his afterglow and found that Han Hao's eyes were piercing.

The pock-faced entourage knew that now that the master was angry, if he couldn't defeat Shen Huchan, I was afraid that he would never be reused in the future.

Thinking of this, the pockmarked face entourage coughed lightly, shouted, and the cloud-like palms like raindrops slashed towards Shen Huchan again.

Coming in a row, the storm was raging, and twelve palms were issued in one breath!

Shen Huchan was not flinching, the strength of the deadwood claw was three thousand catties, and he wanted to have a hard impact with the pockmarked face again.

The pock-faced entourage knew that Shen Huchan's claw was not simple, and he was not going to collide with it, so he hurriedly jumped his luck and jumped behind Shen Huchan with a palm.

Shen Huchan quickly turned around and grabbed it with one claw, but the other party avoided it again......