"How is that possible?"

Li Qinghe's eyes almost fell out of his sockets, but no one would laugh at him, because everyone was more or less the same.

A sixteen-year-old cultivator of the God Refining Realm, this is already a legend, at least in the past hundred years, there has never been such a genius on the rivers and lakes. And those who had become god cultivators before the age of eighteen in history, except for those who fought and lost in battles, all of them successfully ascended to the position of martial saints.

So don't look at Han Ersan now that he is just a small person, there are many people who can kill him, but his future is destined to be stronger than the vast majority of people present.

Emperor Kaiyuan smiled indifferently, he was the only one here who had a guess. After all, it was a Martial Saint, he had already noticed Han Ersan's spiritual power fluctuations, although he didn't make a move, he didn't see what kind of realm Han Ersan was, but he could guess that it must be enough to defeat those Jianghu disciples.

"Wu Liao really gave us a surprise." Emperor Kaiyuan nodded slightly, he was here today in vain, just looking at the shocked and confused appearance of those high-rollers, these times were not in vain.

"Impossible! It's fake! "Xing Kai has just laid so much groundwork, and he simply regards the championship as something in his bag, and now his eyes are red when he is stimulated by Han Ersan,

"Tang Hao, go, reveal his true face to me and kill him!"

Tang Hao, a young man, is ruthless and fierce, as cruel to himself as he is to others, and his cultivation of Qi is almost by torturing himself. When he saw Han Ersan showing his cultivation, his first reaction was shock, followed by dissatisfaction.

"Why did I pay so much, and I didn't have the cultivation of this sixteen-year-old hairy boy? I don't accept it, God is unfair! ”

He was already clenching his fists, his eyes seemed to be bleeding, and when he heard Xing Kai's greeting, he almost subconsciously summoned up his spiritual power and rushed to the stage.

Haoyue Tianzong deserves to be one of the best existences in the rivers and lakes, although he is only a nineteen-year-old qi martial artist, Tang Hao's momentum at this time also forced many old fritters in the rivers and lakes to squint their eyes. A long and narrow knife swung like light and electricity, rolled up the aura, and slashed straight at Han Ersan who was standing on the ring.

"Ahh

There was an exclamation from the crowd of onlookers, this knife was indeed powerful, and these people couldn't help but feel terrified, feeling that the sixteen-year-old thin child had nowhere to escape.

But the situation in the ring suddenly changed, and the cruel smile on Tang Hao's face turned into incomprehension and horror before it could bloom.

Han Ersan was as motionless as a mountain, his immature face was sad or joyless, watching the steel knife that came to take his life getting closer and closer, and then after Tang Hao reached a certain distance, he swung out the saber on his waist as fast as lightning.

"Dang!" The two knives collided without incident. Judging from the momentum, Tang Hao simply had the upper hand, after all, Han Ersan just swung a knife, and he couldn't even say that he used any moves.

But what made everyone speechless was that Han Ersan's knife was swung out, and Tang Hao's knife was shattered into three pieces, and the remaining strength was not gone, and it slashed straight at Tang Hao's chest.

Han Ersan's feet didn't move, Tang Hao had already flown out upside down, he didn't fly far, he didn't even fall into the ring, he just lay motionless on the ground, his eyes were full of horror, he hadn't closed yet, his chest had no ups and downs, and he was killed by a move.

Although Han Er or San is young, he is used to seeing life and death at the bottom, and even he has survived several times, just because he was lucky to meet Wu Liao, otherwise he would have been beaten to death.

Murderers are always killed, this is his creed, Tang Hao wants to kill him, then it is natural for him to be killed. What's more, he is now a disciple of the Six Gates, and his sister is also living in the Six Doors of Youzhou, and the Six Doors are his home, and these people always want to destroy his home, so he naturally will not be polite to them.

Without even a glance at Tang Hao, Han Ersan stood still again, and then raised the knife in his hand flatly, slowly slashing in the direction of the forces of the rivers and lakes, "Six doors Han Ersan is here, if you are not convinced, you can come up and try it, life and death without complaints!" ”

This is the most domineering and arrogant sentence today, but against the backdrop of Tang Hao's miserable corpse, it seems extremely real. The heads and eyebrows of those Jianghu forces had already squeezed together, and they couldn't help but turn their eyes to the position of the Heavenly Sect again, and now it was time for the Jingyang Heavenly Sect and the Haoyue Heavenly Sect to truly show their strength.

Xing Kai glared at Wu Liao viciously, and then stared at Han Ersan deadly, trying to find a flaw. But before he could find the flaw, he found something that shocked him.

"He... He didn't draw his sword? ”

Suddenly, everyone's eyes focused on Han Ersan again, and only then did they realize that the knife that had just killed Tang Hao had not been pulled out of its scabbard.

In fact, in the face of the Qi Cultivation Realm, when everyone had a similar inheritance, it was not so incredible to play such a record, but these people still couldn't accept that Han Ersan became a God Refining Cultivator at the age of sixteen, so they were shocked.

And under such a premise, someone looked at the unsheathed knife, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"I see!" This is the young genius of Jingyang Tianzong, "It's not that he doesn't draw his sword, but he doesn't know how to use swords at all." His realm is artificially urged, so he can only rely on brute force to hurt people. As long as we deal with him for a while, he will definitely show his flaws! ”

Wu Liao listened to his words, first puzzled, and then laughed. These young people have been held by the stars in their own sect for a long time, and they have always looked down on the Daqian court and the six gates, so they can't accept the reality at all, so they are desperately trying to make excuses for themselves.

"Then you can try it." Han Ersan, this kid is young and old, but he is not as frivolous as Wu Liao, he still has a calm appearance, and said lightly in the direction of Jingyang Tianzong.

"Hmph, I'll expose you!" The young man of Jingyang Tianzong was also nineteen years old, and his exquisite footwork was both flexible and extraordinary, and he was also in the limelight just now. At this time, he wanted to rely on footwork and Han Ersan to maneuver for a while to verify his guess.

It's a pity that the idea is good, but there is no ability to execute. He thought that as long as he didn't attack with all his strength, he would be able to avoid being killed by Han Ersan by seizing the opportunity, but as soon as he got into the ring, Han Ersan swung his knife again.

This knife was no longer bland, but rolled up a violent wind, swept the aura in the ring together, and pressed towards the Jingyang Tianzong boy.

Under the pressure of the aura of heaven and earth, the young man's footwork was completely impossible, he was sluggish like a broken puppet, and he could only watch Han Ersan's knife get closer and closer to him.

This young man is also not bad, he mustered all his spiritual power at the last moment, made a desperate bet, forced his footwork, and jumped behind him. Although he still couldn't use the demeanor that this footwork should have, it also won him a little leeway, at least he didn't die on the spot.

It was still a knife, and this young man from Jingyang Tianzong was chopped out with a miserable howl, and he was seriously injured and unconscious.

"Don't waste time," Wu Liao watched Han Ersan stand back in place again, and said to the group of Jianghu disciples for him, "Anyway, it's a loss, you can go together." ”

When Han Ersan heard this, he didn't refuse, but just raised the knife again and looked around the audience.

"Han Ersan, a disciple of the Six Sects, is here, if you are not convinced, let's come up together!"