Han Yunhao didn't explain that much, and Lu Wen wouldn't abandon his hatred because he was forced. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info only let the other party know that killing him will cost a huge price, and he will naturally retreat.

Lu Wen's eyes instantly turned blood-red, and his younger brother was his only relative in the world. Originally, he wanted to break through the five-fold body warrior and serve the big family that controlled the mine, and then take Lu Wu out to enjoy the blessings, but he was ruined by the kid in front of him.

He stopped talking, stepped forward quickly, and attacked the other man with a wave of his palm. This old guy cultivates the Yin Wind Palm, which is cold and can slow down the opponent's behavior. In the end, the enemy could not dodge, so he could only take it hard until he was chopped to death.

Han Yunhao was about to test the gap between himself and the quadruple body, and his right fist directly met it, and was swept away by the palm wind and stopped in the air. He felt stiff, a blow to his left shoulder, and he took a dozen steps back. The face turned blue and white, white and blue, and it took three changes to return to normal.

"The kid has a kind, dare to take my yin wind palm, now it's cool. Lu Wen sneered. He was ecstatic in his heart, this kid injured Ma Dong, he didn't know how thick the sky was, and he dared to fight against him head-on, he was really looking for death.

Han Yunhao's face tightened, and the Yin Wind Palm was unexpected, not so much that he couldn't speak. When the feminine and mysterious qi brought by the palm power first entered the body, the casting of the magic technique was not smooth enough. The Xuantian Nine Yin Suo in his body is more advanced than this kind of aura, and it has been cracked and absorbed by the Diamond Heaven Technique, and the Yin and Soft Xuanqi is of course no exception.

The expression on his face was deliberately pretended, just to let Lu Wen look down on him, so that he could have a chance to create a 'surprise' for the other party.

Lu Wen has no family to rely on behind him, and if he survives to this cultivation, he will be able to take out his hand. The body method he cultivates is the shadow covering technique, which is ordinary, and he cultivates to the highest level, but he can make the opponent unable to see the shadow, but the speed is not as fast as the Thousand Illusion Trace Steps. However, his cultivation was profound, and the palm wind enveloped Han Yunhao's whole body, making it impossible for the opponent to get out of the attack range.

Han Yunhao dodged left and right, tossing and turning, seeing the opportunity to cast three figures and pounce on the other party.

"Knowing you'll keep a hand. ”

Lu Wen saw this trick and was already on guard, and when he saw that he was forced out of his limit, his heart calmed down. hit the other party in the mouth, and the yin wind palm in his hand also changed into a 'wind blowing in all directions' moves. He increased the frequency of the shaking of his palms, and quickly slapped four times, dispersing the two illusory shadows, and then slammed the young man's chest.

Han Yunhao didn't resolve it so quickly this time, and the Drill Heaven Technique and the Xuantian Nine Yin Rope operated at the same time to eliminate the hidden danger, otherwise it would hurt the internal organs and vomit blood. The Thousand Illusions Trace is an intermediate-level exercise, allowing him to recover dangerously.

Han Lu gritted his teeth, secretly worried about the young master, and prayed that Lu Wen, the bastard, would be stoned to death by the ore.

The curse had no effect, and Lu Wenzheng was triumphant: "This kid is still too young, and he can't bear to hurt Ma Dong and expose your body." Lao Tzu has been wandering the rivers and lakes for many years, and he noticed that you were hiding something. You can conjure up to three figures, and you can't fool me. ”

He felt that Han Yunhao was a bird in a cage, and he couldn't escape the palm of his hand, and planned to ravage him like a cat catching a mouse, making this kid's death even more painful.

Han Yunhao saw Lu Wen's eyes drifting and his rhythm was slow, and he knew that the opportunity was coming. He took the Thousand Illusions Trace step to the extreme, and nine phantoms appeared, attacking each other from all directions.

Lu Wen was imagining the trembling picture of this kid, and suddenly found that there were so many 'Han Yunhao' killed in front of him. Caught off guard, he used a less skillful trick to deal with the attack.

A thousand illusions are maze, the real is virtual, and the virtual and the real are transformed. The other eight figures were scattered, but the entity slammed into his chest. Lu Wen spat out two mouthfuls of blood in a row, and his face turned pale.

Everyone around was amazed, two levels lower can still hit each other hard, this young man is really powerful, it's incredible. The people who have been bullied by Lu Wen are even more refreshed, the old guy also has this day, why didn't he kill him with a punch!

Han Lu applauded loudly and cheered for his young master.

"Old and undead are called thieves, Uncle Lu don't die, go down to find your brother. Luo Yun's mouth was damaged. As soon as he finished speaking, he was glared at by Luo Gang, he lowered his eyebrows and smiled, covering his mouth. Daddy was older than the one surnamed Lu, and he almost scolded himself for saying this.

Lu Wen felt like he had woken up from a nightmare, he had just been bitten by this little ant, he should have knelt in front of him and wept bitterly, repented, and begged for mercy, but he was unmoved, trampled on in every way, and gave despair. Reality is so different from fantasy, and the ridicule around him and the shock of his subordinates make him feel that the world is changing too fast.

He couldn't bear this imbalance, and his cold voice became hoarse because of excitement: "You have succeeded in provoking me, and I will tear you to pieces of rotten flesh." Ten years ago, there was a man who made me so uncomfortable that it took me seven days and seven nights to kill him, and I hope you will make it to that point. ”

The old guy burst out of his suppressed potential, and he was supposed to break through the barrier when he kept the fivefold. He doesn't worry about it now, he is desperate to wash away the current shame.

The yin wind of the Yin Wind Palm changed from cold to very hot, and the shadow step also kept up with the Thousand Illusion Trace steps, making Han Yunhao more stressed and with nowhere to escape. The scope of the palm wind is wider, the number of sweeps to the body is increasing, and the time to resolve is getting slower and slower.

Finally, one time he was not so lucky, he was beaten to the chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground. He jumped to his feet and quickly stepped back.

"Boy, what other tricks are coming at me, aren't you amazing, how can you be driven like a dog. Lu Wen's face was hideous, and he roared wildly.

Han Yunhao was even more careful, this old guy's brain was not very clear, more than he expected. However, he can't maintain this state for long, as long as he persists, when the oil runs out and the lamp runs out, he will usher in a chance to turn over.

The two fought for a long time, and their physical strength was very exertional, and their speed gradually slowed down. Every time Han Yunhao was hit on his body, the Xuan Qi in his body changed after continuous absorption. The invading scorching aura formed a point of Xuan Qi, which was different from the original nature of the body, and the two intertwined and interacted. This is the cathode and yang, which can gradually improve the body's ability to recover.

His divine sense analyzed this Yin Qi of different natures, and controlled the shuttle's mind to drive it to attack the first heavy rope, and the cracking speed was particularly fast.

He's distracted here, and the others don't understand. Everyone only saw that Han Yunhao had been vomiting blood, and his face was getting paler and paler.

Han Lu wanted to go over to help, but was firmly grasped by Luo Yun. He struggled desperately, tears had already flowed down, and his voice choked: "Young master, you run!"

Han Yunhao's cultivation was rising, his physical strength was still gradually exhausted, and his divine sense was a little blurred. Vaguely hearing Han Lu's crying, he reluctantly opened his mouth and said, "Han Lu, don't cry!"