And since he was a child, he has been soaked in various rare medicines, Yan Tianyun has no exaggeration to think that the monks in the Nawen period have few opponents in hand-to-hand combat.

"Boy, this son has no intention of killing you, as long as you hand over the cover and your two sisters, how about letting you go?"

Although he was talking, this son was not careless at all, because Han Xiaochuan's speed was too fast.

As soon as the words fell, a fist wrapped in a faint blood light quickly amplified in front of the door.

"Phew!"

After the two quickly punched each other, their bodies changed drastically, Han Xiaochuan turned his back to the old woman, and Yan Tianyun turned his back to the two sisters.

Suddenly, Han Xiaochuan grinned, and his fists fell like raindrops.

Yan Tianyun's body retreated violently, and in just an instant, the two fought seven or eight times.

Yan Tianyun was taken aback, only to feel a huge pain in his arms, and every punch from the other party was like the feeling of a hammer smashing on his arm.

The speed is that a punch is faster than a punch, and a punch is more powerful than a punch. After seven or eight punches, he was forced to retreat a few feet.

Yan Tianyun's heart erupted with anger, this was the first hand-to-hand fight, and he was beaten so much that he didn't have the strength to fight back.

took a mouthful of pure wood spiritual power, ready to go all out and smash this kid's fist with one punch.

saw Han Xiaochuan stop strangely, looked at him and smiled lightly, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneering arc.

Yan Tianyun hated it most when someone showed him such a demeanor, and he was extremely disgusted. This kind of demeanor can only be his treatment of others.

At the mention of it again, the eight wood attribute patterns in the dantian suddenly trembled.

This is to mobilize the origin power of Yuan Wen, ready to kill Han Xiaochuan on the spot with one blow.

The old woman suddenly sensed that something was wrong:

With the strength of his grandson's body, how could he be beaten by the guys in the Four Patterns Realm and retreat again and again? is still grinning, obviously not easy.

Almost at the same time!

Han Xiaochuan's left hand was raised backwards, and two egg-sized, crystal clear things flew out like meteors, and the target was the old woman who was watching the big drama on the side.

As soon as this thing flew out, Han Xiaochuan didn't look at the result, and his right fist was full of blood.

"The grandson of the Yan family! Covet my hood and sister! Take Uncle Ben's punch, it's all yours. With a roar of rage, the blood-colored brilliance flashed.

"Phew!"

"Click!"

At the same time, the sound of bones breaking was unusually harsh.

"Ahh

Yan Tianyun let out a miserable scream, and his body flew up two feet high, falling towards the two sisters in the distance.

Mei Ling's body moved, and the blood of his palm spat out, and a palm slashed at his waist. 'Click'

It was as if this palm had ruined his waist. Reaching out, he grabbed Yan Tianyun in his hand and returned to the flying magic weapon.

The old woman was about to fly forward to do it herself, but she saw two shiny things flying towards her.

It's like two crystal ball magic weapons, but they have no power and can't sense the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power.

The old woman was so angry that she insulted her with such a mortal thing, and wanted to crush it with one claw.

"Woohoo!"

Two soft sounds, and the Cursed Pattern Heavenly Machine Ball burst. Space warps up, buzz! Countless tiny spatial folds crisscrossed each other, and two magnetic fields could envelop the void within a radius of several zhang.

A dry palm that grabbed the heavenly machine ball suddenly froze in mid-air, his brain tingled, and he was suddenly blank.

An emerald green vibrating ripple that was close to the size of a zhang floated in front of the old woman like a ghost.

Han Xiaochuan grinned, and his body flew a few times, and then landed on the leaves.

The green light shot up into the sky, heading towards Mother Earth at full speed.

"Hahaha! Brother Xiaochuan, it's so fun, slow down! Slow down! I'm going to see if the old woman can turn her head! ”

"Flip a fart, do you want a little life? It's such a thick fog, you can't see it clearly, count it with me! ”

"One, two, three, four, five......"

The old woman shook her head vigorously, and two lines of crimson blood flowed from under her nostrils.

The brain tingled, the headache was splitting, and it took two or three breaths to take again. Only then did I see a strange behemoth on my chest, which was twisting and deforming.

Before the old man could react to what was going on, he looked like he was trying to remember: Where am I? What is this curvy green thing?

"Nine, burst!"

"Boom"

The tremor ripples burst under the power of Han Xiaochuan's divine thoughts.

At the center of the burst, a white vacuum the size of a face disk appeared, and the air vibrated violently.

The unsuspecting old woman suddenly felt that her whole body had been hit by a hammer of 10,000 catties.

After a muffled snort, his body was seven or eight feet away, the bun on his head was shaken apart, his clothes were torn, and he lay on his back in the dirt.

After getting up from the ground, he couldn't help the fishy sweetness in his throat, poofed, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

It was only at this moment that the old woman reacted to what she had just experienced. Before he could lift it in one breath, the vacuum circle burst.

The second wave of more intense earth shaking came, and the old woman who had just turned over and stood up was once again overturned to the ground.

The old woman was so angry in her heart, she had never been so big. This is the first time that a boy from the Four Patterns Realm has been so embarrassed. There is no mana in the body, and there is no use for it.

Poof!

Once again, he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Boy! I'm going to cramp and skin you! Soul lights the sky lantern! ”

A furious roar erupted from the dense forest in the distance.

Han Xiaochuan controlled the leaf magic weapon, full of mana, and desperately flew away into the air, his hands and feet never stopped.

A pat of the Qiankun bag on his waist, another vibrating ripple emerged.

Immediately, in the eyes of the two stunned sisters, with a stroke of the void with one hand, a blue and faint water dragon appeared.

The water dragon wrapped around Yan Tianyun's waist and tied him to the vibrating ripples. Quickly twisted his chin, 'Click' jaw dislocated.

Raise your palms and slash down. 'Click' fractured left arm. The two arms hung limply beside him.

After thinking about it for a moment, a shiny miniature cursed heavenly ball was stuffed into his arms.

The faces of the two sisters became wonderful again, and Mei Ling opened her red mouth wide, and her delicate body trembled with excitement.

What will happen next is clear.

In the depths of the dense forest, a cloaked figure stepped on a silver flying sword and soared into the sky.

"That's enough!"

The corners of Han Xiaochuan's mouth tuckled, and he kicked the leaf magic weapon off Yan Tianyun.

The huge ripples rolled down with Yan Tianyun's snorting. In this son's eyes, a fierce gaze shot out, staring at Han Xiaochuan with a calm face.