Ji Anlan stopped his movements and turned his head to look at it, with a look of surprise on his face.

The martial artist of the Grandmaster realm, placed in the martial arts world, is an existence admired by thousands of people, but whether it is in the Han family or in his eyes, it is relatively common, but this momentum is something he has never felt.

And in the sight, even Han Jing was very surprised.

"Xiaoying, you ......"

Who would have thought that Han Ying was a grandmaster martial artist!

"You set me some rules!" Han Ying's voice rang out.

Although she is still a minor, she has undergone a series of changes in a short period of time, and her mind has quietly changed, and when everyone was shocked, she chose to stand up and stop it.

"Are you talking to me?" A hint of surprise flashed on Ji Anlan's face, followed by a sneer, "But you may have misunderstood, I was just a little surprised, but not afraid." ”

"Because of the Grandmaster, it's nothing remarkable."

As he spoke, he turned around and took two steps forward, his momentum quietly released.

"What's the matter, the female grandmaster of the Han family."

With the voice a little frivolous, but a fierce and swift, hurricane-like momentum, instantly swept the audience.

Thick and solid, it brings great pressure to people, and even the body is a little unstable, and I can't help but want to retreat.

"The two ancestors of my Han family, even if they have reached the realm of the Yellow Order, they don't have such momentum, and their strength can't be so condensed." Han Jing said secretly in his heart, and when he glanced at Ji Anlan again, a drop of sweat flowed down his cheek.

Secretly sighed.

This is the sorrow of ordinary martial arts families.

On weekdays, it seems to be high, but because of the defects of the exercises, the upper limit is there, even if it breaks through to the Yellow Rank, it is not as stressful as a grandmaster martial artist.

Thinking of this, she turned her head to look at Han Ying, under the strong wind, although her face changed slightly, her momentum did not weaken in the slightest.

"My daughter's family is born with a weak personality, and Xiao Ying has only known Shen Xian for a few days, and she has made such a big change, she now dares to angrily scold the inspection department for its weakness, how can I, as the head of the family, retreat?" Han Jing thought in his heart, and also released his momentum.

Under the nourishment of the wood aura, his physical fitness far exceeded before, and his strength also increased.

"I respect you as the inspector of the Inspection Division, and you are tolerant of you in every way, but you have to take an inch and take people in the Han family at will, do you really think that there is no one in the Han family!"

With an angry roar, Han Jing jumped high, as if Ji Anlan before, who was clawed with one hand in mid-air, grabbed it directly.

This is a little bit of ignoring the posture of the royal family in the capital before.

"Humph!" Seeing this, Ji Anlan just snorted coldly, and his eyes raised slightly: "Carving insect skills." ”

After speaking, under the backdrop of a fierce momentum, his right fist hit him directly.

There was no fancy, but the speed was extremely fast, and the fist hit Han Jing's palm, and with just one stroke, it made Han Jing's arm numb, and the flow of strength was not smooth, and there was a slight pause.

And Ji Anlan seized this opportunity and punched him again, Han Jing was in a hurry, and he could only block it with his other hand, but the gap in strength was too big, and the moment the fists touched, the viscera was hurt.

Han Jing's body fell to the ground, and before he could change his breath, he saw Ji Anlan punch in the air, and his strength seemed to be out of the cage, and he crashed into it with a roar.

In a hurry, Han Jing folded his hands in front of his chest, but it was only in vain.

"Boom!"

The fist slammed into Han Jing's arms, knocking him directly away, spurting blood from his mouth and nose, and his momentum collapsed.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, Han Jing's body fell to the ground.

"Father!" Han Ying shouted and ran over quickly.

"Master of the Han family!" Shen Xue'er also ran over.

Her face was full of guilt.

Even if everyone hated Ji Anlan very much, only she said it, and she didn't expect that in just a few breaths, things would develop to this point.

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury." Han Jing waved his hand.

Although he looked miserable, it wasn't really a big deal.

"It's far worse than Shen Xian's finger."

Han Jing remembered that when Shen Qing first appeared, he killed with one finger, and no one could escape, and when he mentioned the strength of his whole body, he only barely retained his last breath.

Thinking of this, he pushed the two women away, stood up, and under the flow of internal energy, the injury slowly recovered, and in just two breaths, he returned to normal.

"Huh?" Ji Anlan glanced at it, and he was surprised: "Even if I only used five points of strength just now, but an ordinary Grandmaster would be seriously injured and dying if he was really injured, and you were not only slightly injured, but even recovered in an instant." ”

"Hmmm......"

"The Han family has practiced the kung fu of being beaten to the extreme."

The meaning of the mockery was very clear, Han Jing heard this, his face sank directly, and he took half a step forward, but Ji Anlan waved his hand directly.

"I remember that your Han family has yellow-rank martial artists, tell them to come out."

As he spoke, his eyes swirled around Shen Xue'er.

"This woman, I'm going to decide!"

"I'm going to see who can stop me today!"

"Humph!" Han Ying snorted heavily and rushed over directly.

The extreme yin qi was surging up, like the original yin vein sinkhole.

"It's kind of interesting." Ji Anlan nodded, but before he could say more, Han Ying slapped him.

This palm is a little rough, similar to waving indiscriminately, out of order, but the surging energy makes people have to pay attention to it.

Ji Anlan was serious, and a more powerful punch came over, and when the fists and palms intersected, he felt a trace of cold breath, burrowed into his body, and shivered uncontrollably, his internal strength seemed to be frozen, and the speed of circulation instantly weakened.

This......

How can it be?

Ji Anlan was shocked, he was an invincible dragon, a disciple of the second generation of the world, cultivating superior exercises, and his strength was comparable to that of the Overseer family, how could he be invaded by other people's strength?

And it can't be expelled yet?

But when he was surprised in his heart, Han Ying fought faster and faster, his momentum became stronger and stronger, and more and more yin qi began to gather.

This......

Not up yet?

Could it be that he, like me, didn't use his real strength?

A hint of anger flashed on Ji Anlan's face.

"How dare you hold back on me?"

Han Ying ignored it, she didn't want to have reservations, she just didn't learn how to release, but at this time, she had the upper hand, and her mind began to recall the scene when Shen Qing used that finger.

The momentum that was constantly being raised suddenly stopped, Ji Anlan thought that he had reached the limit, but then he noticed that the momentum was converging and condensing, and a sense of crisis that he had never felt before rose in his heart.

And all this was observed by Han Ying's indifferent eyes, but she only spoke lightly.

"Die."

As the words fell, the white arm was raised, and the palm of the hand pointed a little forward.

"Boom!"

A violent roar rang out, and the yin qi converged into a pillar of light, blooming at her fingertips.

Although it has not been instructed by Shen Qing, it is completely imitated by Han Ying, but it is still full of power.

Even Shen Xue'er's face showed a hint of shock.

Ji Anlan's mind was blank, and he even forgot to dodge, and looked at him in a daze, and at the moment when the pillar of light immediately swallowed him, an old figure suddenly stood in front of him, blocking this killing finger for him.

Half a day.

Ji Anlan came back to his senses.

The two expressions of panic and anger on his face converged, and he no longer had the same frivolity and ease as before.

"I'm going to kill her!"

"Hands!"

He began to roar.