Because he clearly felt that Qinglian's spiritual power was probably about to catch up with him, he had to destroy him before he became stronger!

In fact, now Qinglian's ability has surpassed him, but he doesn't believe in his own opinions.

So he prefers to believe -

Qinglian's strength is just 'pressing' close to him!

"Han Wangjian, you are really crazy! You actually let Qinglian fight you to the death?! Han Wanghai glared angrily, and his long beard was about to be cocked up angrily.

Qinglian didn't look at Han Wangjian, but just turned to look at Han Gaoyuan behind him, and said softly: "Uncle Gaoyuan, if I defeat the third grandfather here, will you seek revenge on me?" ”

Han Gaoyuan didn't expect Qinglian to say such a thing to him.

So he looked at the eager Han Wangjian on the stage, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth,

"Qinglian nephew, if your opponent today is my father's, that is, your fifth grandfather, I think I may fight to the death against you, but your opponent is Han Wangjian, who disregards the life and death of his son and daughter for his own rights, Qinglian, nephew, I make an oath here, even if you kill him, I will not trouble you at all!"

As soon as Han Gaoyuan's words were finished, Han Wang's face on the platform was pale, and his body was shaky, but it was only an instant, he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha...... And the people raised by Tifeng are really unkind people! Even his own son can ignore Lao Tzu's life and death! ”

Then his face changed, "In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless!" After saying that, he began to 'groan' again.

got up and looked at the man opposite, now that Han Gaoyuan has already expressed his position, there is no need for a note.

And he knew that if Han Wangjian was allowed to sing successfully, then he would wait to be beaten.

"Qinglian, this is the Spirit Power Hall!" Han Wanghai couldn't help but say.

Qinglian quickly browsed the surroundings, and this place was indeed the last barrier of the peak.

Even if you really want to fight, you can't fight in your own home.

This is learned in the human world.

The war that annihilated people's 'sexuality' made Qinglian unforgettable.

So now he has to find a time to get out of here.

So he raised his hand, and a ball of spiritual power light struck directly at Han Wangjian.

This kind of spiritual light ball is the most common low-level spell, but it is very effective, and it is not particularly 'wavering' spiritual power.

Then, he turned and ran.

A flash of regret flashed in Han Wangjian's eyes.

Because his 'chanting' just now was about to succeed, but it was interrupted by the spiritual power light ball released by Qing Lian.

This kind of spiritual power ball of light seems to be useless, but it can interrupt the shaman's 'chanting', so Qinglian has always kept this 'chicken' rib skill.

And it's a good learner.

"You rabbit cub, stop for Lao Tzu!" Han Wangjian chased after Qinglian in a rage.

Qinglian was willing to listen to him, and directly raised the express to the extreme, and then turned into a black shadow, like another mountain.

Susha Suman and Xi and Lingguan, who had caught up with the round, chased them directly.

She was a little worried, although she knew that Qinglian's spiritual power was higher than this Han Wangjian, but soft-heartedness was Qinglian's weakness, and she was afraid that he would change his mind temporarily.

In that case, it's bad.

Susha Suman turned his head and glanced at the person behind him, and accurately found Han Gaoyuan, who was a little downcast in the crowd.

His eyes became unfocused as Han Wangjian left.

In fact, he still longs for fatherly love in his heart.

So...... Susha Suman made a decision, if Han Wangjian was not guilty of death, she would find a way to save him.

Just think it's for that poor Han Gaoyuan.

The group flew towards the mountain in the distance.

No one saw that there was a person behind him, quietly hiding among the juniors of Ji Tifeng, and walked towards the Spirit Power Hall.

……

Qinglian and Han Wangjian fought while walking.

If you don't use the 'chanting' skill, Han Wangjian's attack value is only fifty at most.

Therefore, Qinglian must prevent him from 'chanting' successfully.

"Where else do you want to escape?" In Han Wangjian's opinion, Qinglian just wanted to escape, or delay time, instead of preserving and fighting the peak.

For him, human 'sex' is not so great.

Because when Qinglian escaped, his back was left for him.

In order to save others, to leave their backs to others, only a fool would do such a thing.

Seeing that the distance was almost there, Qinglian stood above the clouds in mid-air, looking at Han Wangjian, who was riding a wind-chasing cheetah, and laughed wildly.

"Third Grandpa, you're really old, this speed is ......" Qinglian's words didn't come out later, but the mockery was obvious, which made Han Wangjian's old face blush.

A deeper round of attacks greeted Qinglian like raindrops, but these were just some low-level poisons and some summoned skeletons, and these skills were simply useless to Qinglian.

"Third grandfather, are you tired?" Qinglian felt that his mouth was very poisonous.

"Tired? I won't feel tired at all before I kill you! Han Wangjian didn't understand what Qinglian meant at all.

"Third grandfather, I'm tired for you, look at it, tsk, what's the use of these little skulls?" The skull that surrounded Qinglian in mid-air and aimed at his big mouth made Qinglian wave his sleeves and disappear completely.

This made Han Wangjian a little frustrated.

Is this Han Qinglian really just an emperor?

These skulls are actually not that bad, but because they have encountered Qinglian, they seem useless.

In fact, these skulls have another use-

'Messy' people's hearts!

If the inhibition is not strong, the "spirit" will be 'made' to go out of order, which is why Han Wangjian is so fearless.

Because he overestimated his skills.

Another 'wave' skull flew towards Qinglian, and then Han Wangjian looked at Qinglian who was entangled by the skull, his eyes were vicious.

Words began to be muttered in his mouth, and his hands began to stamp.

Susha Suman, who was standing below, immediately guessed Han Wangjian's thoughts.

But she wasn't worried at all, because she believed in her man.

Qinglian looked at Han Wangjian's actions, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth.

Then he pretended not to see Han Wangjian's intentions, but deliberately slowed down the movements of his hands by two points.

In fact, he wanted to play with this beginner-level shaman.

It's not so easy to want someone who takes the initiative to practice with you.

"What the hell is this Qinglian doing?" Xi frowned, a little incomprehensible.

Lingguan turned his head to look at him, "I'm looking for someone to practice." ”

"Oh...... I see. Xi nodded.

Then his eyebrows lit up, "I also want to find someone to practice my hands." ”

Lingguan and Susha Suman ignored him directly.