"So you already know who I am!"

As the aura around him suddenly swelled and changed, Elder Naluo's momentum was also suddenly pressed towards Lian Huan, and he actually had the momentum to faintly break through the shackles of the great martial artist.

Feeling the gloomy aura rising from Elder Luo's body, a trace of coldness flashed in Lian Huan's dark eyes, this Luo Ling was taken in the Blood Gate because of his momentary thoughts, but he never expected to find out that this person was an elder of the Yin Qi Sect later, but he still pretended not to be aware of the appeasement of Luo Ling in the Blood Gate, and also entrusted the things in the door to him to take care of with great trust.

"Hehe, leaving you to this day is already merciful to you!"

The palm of his hand was slightly gripped, and a faint bloody aura also quietly rolled out of Lian Huan's body, and the domineering breath was swept like a wind, and in the room, a burst of dust was immediately set off, and Lian Huan snorted lightly, and then made a bold move.

Elder Luo's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were firmly fixed on Lian Huan's body movements, and with a wave of his sleeves, the thin palm lightning slapped out, and the yin wind gusted, turning into a sharp qi and slapping away.

Bang bang bang!

The two were now scuffling again, and the dull sound of collision came one after another, and the whole room was completely shrouded in bursts of frenzied atmosphere, and the powder smoke rose one after another, and then flew and dispersed, suddenly making the two of them become cloudy.

......

Above the roof, the old man of Wuwei looked at the white figure of Mu Han bursting out in a certain direction in the dark night, his cloudy eyes were amazed, and then he turned back and continued to perceive the fight in the room.

After a while, Mu Han's figure appeared on the roof again, with a light smile between the young man's delicate eyebrows, but he was carrying a black-clothed young man in his hand, the black-clothed young man was already unconscious at this time, and if he looked closely, it turned out to be the lonely wind that escaped out.

"This kid, it seems that after the fusion of yin and yang, his strength has increased greatly, and even I can't see through it. Glancing at Mu Han's indifferent expression in surprise, the old man couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, at this time, Mu Han's aura was indeed like a veil of mystery, and he couldn't sense a specific.

Mu Han casually threw the silent wind aside, and then looked closely, in the place where the silent wind was just thrown down, there was also an unconscious figure lying quietly there, and by the faint night, the owner of this body was actually Na Luo Hong.

"Little guy, I'm only afraid of killing these Lian Huan Luo Ling and the others today, and the Blood Gate doesn't have to worry, but the Yin Sect won't give up, right?"

Mu Han laughed, and replied indifferently: "Isn't the old guy afraid that I'll cause too much trouble, so I'm afraid, right? I didn't ask you to follow me..."

"Hmph, my old man will be afraid of these juniors?" The old man Wuwei rolled his eyes, and was really excited by Mu Han's words, but when he heard Mu Han's words, he couldn't help but wonder: "Don't let me follow you?" Do you still think you can deal with these two people!"

Mu Han smiled, but did not answer, but slowly closed his eyes.

The old man Wuwei was bored with himself, obediently closed his mouth, and sat cross-legged there, and fell into a silent calm above the roof, but the invisible consciousness and perception enveloped the entire room below without anyone noticing, showing the situation there clearly.

......

Back in the room below, the fight between Elder Na Luo and Lian Huan was in full swing at this time, and there was no distinction between the top and the bottom.

At some point, as a dull roar spread, the figures of the two of them suddenly separated, and they each flew upside down violently, one can imagine how terrifying the force of the collision was.

And because of this roar, there was a lot of smoke and dust in the room, and countless breath fluctuations swept wildly, as if all the things in the room had been turned into powder, and these powders were flying.

"Hahaha! Even the old ghost, you didn't expect that under the secret method of my Yin Qi Sect, you can only be able to fight with me, but you can't hurt me in the slightest!"

Elder Luo's face was a little excited at this time, and he said with a wild smile, in that demeanor, Lian Huan had already broken through to the realm of the Martial King, but he was proud of fighting him because of his unstable breath.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Lian Huan's face was pale, he really didn't expect that this Luo Ling would be able to compete with him with the secret method of the Yin Bai Sect, you must know that he had already put his own son before... The blood qi of Lian Tu and those disciples turned into their own use, but the resistance in the degree of breath could not shake this Luo Ling.

His face was ruthless again, Lian Huan's palm flipped over, and the bloody and domineering aura surged out again, and this time, in his deep pupils, there was already a touch of determination.

"Secret method, see if I broke him!"

Whispering softly, Lian Huan's flipped palms were covered with a faint layer of blood-colored qi at some point, and above that air cover, the bloody aura lingered and seeped people, and the slightly flickering light was also very weird.

"Bloody Palm!"

Then, Lian Huan's eyes changed suddenly, and a sinister aura emerged, and the air shields on his palms actually made a sneering sound, and in an instant, a terrifying and violent fluctuation spread.

"Top-grade martial arts!"

Sensing the fluctuation of the breath that made people's hearts tremble, Elder Luo's thin eyelids also jumped in shock, he was very familiar with the martial art of the Blood Gate, it could be said that it was the martial art of the Zhenzong of the Blood Gate, he also secretly wanted to practice, but because his own cultivation method was contrary to it, he could only give up.

At this time, watching the gloomy aura in the air as if it had been violently compressed and then smashed towards him, just like the name of that martial art, he actually felt a terrifying explosion.

"No, I can't let him do it completely... I can't let him get close to me!" The thought flashed rapidly, and Elder Luo instantly knew his danger, although he was able to collide with Lian Huan in the True Qi Aura before, but he did not have enough True Qi Aura to use advanced martial arts to collide with him, not to mention that the level of martial arts he could use could not compare to this "Split Blood Palm".

The next moment, Elder Luo quickly flew backwards, the speed had almost reached the limit of his speed, looking at the blood-colored palms that were getting closer and closer, he knew that today must be his fastest day.

"Hmph, I know I'm scared, but you can't escape after all!"

Lian Huan's expression was cold, his eyes were cold, he looked at Luo Ling, who was retreating step by step, and the corner of his mouth sneered: "But it's a pity, the speed of the Martial King's Realm can no longer be experienced in your life... Die!"

Suddenly, with a loud shout, Lian Huan's speed suddenly increased, as if he was teleporting through the void, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Elder Luo, and on the blood-colored palms, the blood-colored qi mask glowing with terrifying fluctuations was completely imprinted on Elder Luo's chest.

Rumble!

The breath exploded suddenly, and in an instant, the smoke and dust were loud, which was several times richer than before, and the room was completely shrouded in layers of smoke and dust, a chaos, and nothing could be seen clearly.

For a while, the original breath was wild, the sound was terrifying, and the room that kept ringing suddenly became quiet, and this silence seemed to carry the smell of death, and the choking countless smoke and dust were mixed with the smell of flesh and blood.

Still, dead silence.

Ahem. Ahem.

In the silence, after half a sound, there were finally several continuous light coughs, which broke the silence.

The smoke and dust in the room was also a little silent, and the sight began to return to some clarity.

Lian Huan's body was half leaning against a corner, coughing suddenly, and the palm of the hand covering his mouth and nose was bright, and there was a blood-red color on it.

"The power of this top-grade martial art is really terrifying, and it actually consumes nearly ninety percent of the true qi in my body... However, old ghost Luo Ling, you are still dead after all. Lian Huan looked at the blood red on his palm, muttered weakly to himself, and then struggled to stand up, squinting and scanning the entire room.

Seeing that the originally intact wooden couch was already dilapidated and broken at this time, and the body of the young man who was lying quietly on it was also nowhere to be seen, Lian Huan couldn't help but be stunned.

Lian Tu was killed by himself, and after the previous battle with Elder Luo, the terrifying aura fluctuations had already knocked the young man's body to the ground, and at this time it was covered with a thick layer of dust, and he couldn't see the appearance clearly.

With a sweep of his gaze, Lian Huan moved his gaze away from Lian Tu's corpse without a trace of emotion, looking for Luo Ling's body... Or rather, corpses.

But after scanning the entire room, he didn't see the thin body, not even the fragments of Luo Ling's robes.

Lian Huan's eyes were cold, and he swept it again seriously, but it was still fruitless.

Immediately, a sense of unease immediately came to the bottom of my heart.

At this moment, the soles of his slowly opened feet stepped lightly on the ground, and a soft clicking sound came clearly, Lian Huan's heart tightened, and he immediately looked down.

"Tiles?"

Surprised, Lian Huan immediately looked up at the top of his head. He should have noticed the abnormality, the fight between the two was so terrifying, even the thick walls were cracked, but why was this roof completely unharmed at this time.

As he slowly raised his head, the originally uneasy expression suddenly froze, and a trace of doubt mixed with a thick look of horror appeared on his face.

A young man, a young man with delicate eyebrows, a shallow smile on his face, and a young man who can't tell his expression. A young man who Lian Huan had never seen before was on the broken roof, looking at him quietly with a smile on his face...

"Master Lian, it's hard work. Mu Han smiled innocently, "The kid has been watching the play before, and even the door master must be a lot tired at this time, please take a good rest, I'm going to start cleaning and finishing up." ”

"Who are you?" Lian Huan didn't seem to hear Mu Han's words, and the inexplicable look of horror on his face lasted for a moment, and then he became ruthless and shouted fiercely.

"Hehe, my name is Mu Han. Mu Han's expression remained unchanged, and he replied with a smile.

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