What's going on?

Shu Yuesheng's brows furrowed, feeling a hint of strangeness in his heart, and then he looked at Shu Qingquan with an inquiring meaning in his eyes.

"Brother, I have already made it clear to him when I was on the bank of the Spirit Canal that you are an incomparably noble Divine Pattern Refiner, but he doesn't take you seriously at all. ”

Shu Qingquan Road.

"What? Then why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Shu Yuesheng complained in surprise, his mouth full of bitterness.

If he had known that Yang Han didn't take his identity as a Divine Pattern Refiner in his eyes at all, Shu Yuesheng would definitely be on guard, at least he wouldn't have called just one Song Yingcai, and he wouldn't have fallen into such a passive situation as he is now.

"I wanted to say it earlier, but you didn't listen. ”

Shu Qingquan couldn't help muttering.

"What did you say?"

Shu Yuesheng glared at Shu Qingquan.

"No, no, no...... Didn't say anything. Shu Qingquan shook his head again and again, how dare he really say it.

Looking at Yang Han who came to the front, Shu Yuesheng calmed down and said:

"Yang Han, every Divine Pattern Refiner is extremely noble, not an ordinary martial cultivator like you can be compared. If you dare to do anything to me, the consequences will be very serious. Not only will the Heavenly Fortune Shu family let you go, but the Star and Moon Guild in Heavenly Fortune City will not let you go either. ”

Shu Yuesheng didn't want to be like Shu Qingquan, being slapped by Yang Han and becoming a pig's head, in that case, his face would be embarrassed.

"Really?"

Yang Han looked indifferent and said, "If the noble Divine Pattern Refiners are like you, I really don't see anything noble about you. ”

As he spoke, Yang Han grabbed Shu Yuesheng's shirt and twisted him up as if he was lifting the little chicken.

Shu Yuesheng's feet were suspended from the ground in the air, he remembered the fierce appearance of Yang Han and Song Yingcai when they fought before, and he didn't even have the courage to fight back in his heart.

"Who is making a big fuss here, daring to look down on the Divine Pattern Refiner. ”

A cold drink came from the entrance of the reception hall.

Before the words fell, a sharp sound of breaking the air roared towards Yang Han.

"Huh?"

Yang Han's eyes flashed.

The moment he heard the sound of breaking the air, he caught a glimpse of a cold light shooting towards him, and then every hair on his body stood up in an instant.

Dangerous!

Extreme danger!

If he hadn't avoided it in time, he would have really died under this burst of cold light!

Fortunately, Yang Han's spiritual sense was very strong, and when danger suddenly came, his body reacted most instinctively.

I saw that he twisted Shu Yuesheng's hand and suddenly retracted it, and at the same time, the dragonfly under his feet moved again and again, and in the blink of an eye, he opened a distance of a foot from Shu Yuesheng.

Yang Han retreated extremely fast, even leaving an afterimage in place.

Disheveled!

In the process of retreating, Yang Han looked at the faint afterimage he had left in place.

The scene in front of him made his eyes extremely cold.

A blade fragment turned into a cold light, dragging a long wake and shooting out like a meteor that swept through the sky, passing through the afterimage he had left behind. Then this cold light did not stop, and continued to shoot through a wall in the reception hall of the Refining Instrument Peak, like a bullet piercing through tofu.

The loud bang was caused by the shards of the blade shooting through the wall.

Yang Han's heart was awe-struck.

The sword blade fragment possessed such terrifying power, if Yang Han had not avoided it, but let it pass through, the terrifying power contained in it would have wrenched his internal organs into slag.

Man will die!

Who is it?

Yang Han's eyes were extremely cold, and he looked at the entrance of the reception hall, and two figures stepped in one after the other.

Both of them are dressed in gorgeous clothes and look good. One of them was a half-centenarian, and the other was about the same age as Shu Yuesheng.

The same thing is that both of them have a look of pride on their faces, which is as good as Shu Yuesheng.

Could it be another Divine Pattern Refiner?

Because of his words when he appeared on the stage, Yang Han couldn't help but guess, but he was twelve points vigilant in his heart.

The person who shot it was not a young man, but a half-hundred old man!

The opponent didn't succeed in the blow just now, and it is hard to guarantee that he will not be hit a second time.

Yang Han's gaze was tightly locked on the half-hundred-year-old man, and his whole person was like a taut bowstring, and he could react immediately when there was a stir.

It's just that Yang Han has a very bad premonition.

If the half-hundred-year-old man attacked him again, even if he cast the Nine Yang Demon Extreme Transformation and burst a drop of Immortal True Liquid, he would increase his strength to a martial cultivation comparable to the tenth realm of Condensation Qi Determination.

Yang Han still couldn't dodge the second blow of the half-hundred old man.

"Huh. Obviously, he was just a small martial cultivator in the fourth realm of condensing qi, and he was able to dodge the sword blade fragments that I had just shot, it seems that I hesitated when I made a move just now, so that he could pick up a small life. ”

The half-hundred old man couldn't help but feel a little new in his heart when Yang Han was able to dodge his attack, but that was all.

"Huh. Don't worry, you don't have to be so wary of me. Attacking you once in my capacity is already a big self-surrendering identity. A little martial artist like you is not worth my second shot for you, otherwise you will become a shame that I will never be able to wash away. ”

The half-hundred old man kept touching the goat's whisker with one hand, and said proudly, not taking Yang Han in his eyes at all.

Soldiers don't get tired of deceit.

Yang Han didn't let down his vigilance against them because of the words of the half-hundred old man, and the feeling that the half-hundred old man gave Yang Han was not much different from Yan Heng.

The half-hundred elder and Yan Heng should be masters of the same level, and the two of them are more powerful than the aura of the Punishment Pavilion Master Chen An and the Punishment Pavilion Elder Si Hai!

"Master of Apocryphal!"

Shu Yuesheng only felt joy descending from the sky.

As if he had seen a savior, he hurriedly stepped forward, bowed to the half-hundred old man, and said respectfully: "Thank you Master Du for just making a move, and from now on the evil fang has saved the junior." ”

is completely different from when facing Yang Han, at this moment, Shu Yuesheng's face does not have a trace of arrogance, and some are just respectful.

The half-hundred-year-old man who shot at Yang Han was named Apocryphal and was a Divine Pattern Refiner.

Yang Han glanced at Shu Yuesheng's appearance and knew that the status of the apocryphal fabrication among the Divine Pattern Refiners was definitely not low.

The young man who came with the apocryphal companion was named Chen Feiyang.

"It's just a gesture. ”

The apocryphal smiled slightly, not taking what had just happened to heart at all, but the respectful attitude shown by Shu Yuesheng was very useful.

"Brother Chen, long time no see. ”

After Shu Yuesheng saluted the apocryphal, he clenched his fist and said to the young man beside the apocryphal.

"Brother Shu, don't come unharmed. ”

Chen Feiyang also responded with a fist.

Although Shu Yuesheng's younger brother Shu Qingquan couldn't make it up, he deliberately looked at Yang Han, and his eyebrows fluttered with a touch of disdain and contempt on his face.

Well, my brother knows all the big guys!

Shu Qingquan raised his eyebrows.

Yang Han was completely left to the side by a few of them, like a piece of air, as if it didn't exist at all.