Gao Huan looked at the car in front of the tent, and the car suddenly shattered. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It wasn't his gaze that was so powerful.

In the sky full of sawdust and smoke, the head of the Akiyama family slashed with a sword in the air.

He is a strong man at the peak of the stars, and the sword is the reverse scale that Akiyama-kun has to carry with him, and it is also the top god of the hundred weapons list.

The cold and murderous sword light went towards the top of the tent, and Gao Huan's body moved slightly, and he came to the ground.

His expression did not change at all, and he did not make a move to the head of the Akiyama family.

Imprisoned at the bottom of the abyss for seven hundred years, he has not seen the sun, moon and stars, and he is very unfamiliar with the current world and the powerhouses of this world.

He will only divide those who see it into two kinds, those who know and those who do not.

The old man who can live like him for so many years is naturally worthy of vigilance, and other people are not qualified to waste his spirit.

A sword was useless, but the head of the Akiyama family did not have a look of shame, nor was he angry, and retreated into the smoke and dust.

With a soft snap, a middle-aged man who looked like an ordinary servant stepped on a small copper flask on the ground.

At the same time, the middle-aged man's fist came to Gao Huan's eyes.

Gao Huan's expression was slightly different, and he had some reactions.

There was the same soft snap, and three cracks formed in the ground where he was standing.

At the same time, his hand clenched that fist.

The middle-aged man is the worship of the Akiyama family, and his realm is already half a step sacred, but a fist that he struck out with all his strength was easily held in Gao Huan's hand.

This gap between realms cannot be bridged by courage and strategy.

The face of the Akiyama family worship was pale, and there seemed to be a golden fire burning in his eyes, and he made a clear whistle and retreated towards the rear.

Dozens of white turbulences appeared in the air, making a deafening burst sound.

The Akiyama family worshipper snorted, smashed through the grain truck, and fell to the ground hundreds of zhang away, with blood everywhere on his clothes, and I don't know how many bones were broken.

Gao Huan withdrew his hand and looked at a carriage further ahead.

Just like a certain grain transport officer once sighed, the Terran soldiers have always thought that the head of the Akiyama family and the worship are of course the strongest in the team.

Gao Huan doesn't think so.

His eyes were not in this tent, nor in the carriage of the Akiyama family, but in this carriage.

He felt that the real commander of this team was in this carriage.

All you need to do is kill the people in the car to win the final victory in this raid.

This was the conclusion he had come to after a long time of observing the cliffs.

As Gao Huan's gaze fell, more than a dozen demon masters left their respective cavalry teams and launched an attack on the carriage.

The sound of the wind whistling through the sky continued to sound, and the demon masters smashed down from the sky like stones.

If no one stopped them, whoever was in that carriage would be smashed into pulp.

At this time, a mournful and cold sound came from the carriage.

The sound of the piano does not become louder from the ground into the sky, but the enveloping area becomes much larger.

Cracks appeared in the armor of those demon masters, and green smoke overflowed.

Eventually, they fell in a different direction, and instead of hitting the wagon, they landed on all sides of it.

The earth shook and the black earth rose upside down like a waterfall, and the picture was spectacular.

The blind violinist got out of the car with the guqin in his arms.

He tilted his head and listened to the sounds around him, his right hand plucking the strings from time to time.

The white turbulence like a sharp blade left the strings and struck at those demon masters, looking like the sky was full of fallen leaves.

More than a dozen demon masters howled and rushed towards the carriage.

If there is only one blind qinist, it is indeed a bit difficult to stop so many demon masters, but there are still people in the carriage.

The carriage didn't look very big, and no one could have imagined that so many people would come out of it.

Seven vendors, six servants, three fortune tellers, two old men selling sesame candy, and a little girl selling fat powder.

Several mysterious and unpredictable heavenly opportunities shrouded the grasslands around the carriage and fell on the bodies of those demon masters.

Several iron chains broke through the air, carrying traces of blood and fire, vowing to pass through the shoulders and necks of those demon masters.

Before these, the formation formed by a sand table had already protected the carriage in advance.

Looking at this scene, Gao Huan raised his eyebrows slightly.

He didn't expect that there were so many strong people in the human race now.

Then an innocent smile appeared on his face.

With so many Terran powerhouses, it's worth his move.

The light and tasteless raindrops fell from the sky again, washing away all those mysterious and unfathomable heavenly machines, and breaking the formation at will.

The expressions of the five people from the Tang family in Wenshui became extremely solemn, and the fingers of the blind pianist became faster.

The realm of this demon young powerhouse was really unfathomable, and he broke through the outer defenses without any movement.

Gao Huan flicked his fingertips, shook two water and fire sticks, his eyes fell, cut off an iron chain, and came to the front of the car.

He wanted to lift the curtain to see who it was.

The sound of the piano was loud, like a horn for an expedition, and a string full of iron and blood stopped in front of him.

That's fine.

Among the strong people of the human race, of course, the blind violinist is the most powerful.

Gao Huan didn't mind concentrating on killing this person first.

A pale black mist sprouted from his fingers, and no matter how strong the wind on the prairie was, it could not sweep away a little.

That string withered at a rate visible to the naked eye, then broke, losing all life.

Blood spilled from the corner of the blind pianist's lips and retreated to the side of the car.

Where will Gao Huan let him live, and he slapped it down with a palm in the air.

The twilight suddenly dimmed, as if night had come in advance, and a huge black, but not real, palm fell from the sky and slapped at the carriage.

One string was broken, and several were intact, but by this time it was no longer possible to make a sound, because the blind violinist's breath had not recovered.

Who's going to stop the giant palm?

The windows suddenly broke, and two swarthy objects flew out.

Both are also black, these two things are not like black giant palms, giving people a feeling of horror and oppression, but full of majesty.

An official seal and a striking wood.

The official seal and the stunned wood greeted the black giant palm.

There were two crackling sounds, the official seal and the shocking wood turned into crumbs, and the black giant palm gradually dissipated into the air.

A thin old man in a gray robe stepped out of the car with a calm expression.

Several young men walked out with him, looking a little nervous, like students.

There were already too many people out of this car, who would have thought that there were so many people hidden inside.

Gao Huan didn't expect that in such a short period of time, he would actually meet three half-step divine Terran powerhouses.

When did the half-step divine become so worthless?

Gao Huan confirmed that none of these human powerhouses present knew him, but the blind violinist's technique was somewhat familiar.

He looked at the blind violinist, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "Immortal Sect?"

The blind luthier said, "Yes." ”

Gao Huan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Li Minghe?"

The blind piano master's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Family teacher." ”

Gao Huan said proudly: "I see, your master has an old relationship with me, if you descend to me, spare your life today." ”

After saying this, he looked at the thin old man in the gray robe and asked, "Who are you?"

A young man said, "This is my family Shangshu. ”

"I don't know. ”

Gao Huan's expression was indifferent, and he suddenly shouted: "You dare to use poison on me!"

He looked at the little girl who had not spoken.

I don't know if it was affected by the battle, but the basket that the little girl was carrying had fallen to the ground.

The fat powder was blown up by the wind and gradually spread.

This seems to be a natural picture to anyone, but who would have thought that it was actually poisoned?

Looking at the little girl, Gao Huan's eyes were full of tyranny.

"Do you know who I am, and you want to poison me?"

When she was in Wenshui City, the little girl's shyness and nervousness were mostly disguised.

But at this time, being stared at by this demon powerhouse, she was really nervous, and she couldn't even move her feet.

From a distance of several feet, Gao Huan reached out and grabbed her throat, looking hideous, ready to tear her to pieces.

The blind pianist and Wei Shangshu were on the other side, unable to rescue in time.

Those traders and fortune tellers are still entangled with the remaining demon masters.

Fortunately, there are also two old men who sell hemp candy.

They have always been accustomed to standing with the little girl who sells fat powder.

An old man selling hemp candy tore up the green cloth on the stall and blocked Gao Huan's finger wind.

There was a snort, and the green cloth turned into splinters, and it went with the wind, turning into the old man.

He bent his knees, sank his waist, calmed down, clenched his fists, and then struck straight out.

Looking at this scene, Gao Huan shouted: "Okay!"

This punch is plain and unusual.

In the eyes of the real strong, there is already the true taste of neutrality and peace.

If it's just like this, it's far from being able to move Gao Huan.

He applauded because the old man who sold hemp candy used the most authentic royal technique, the Burning Sun Technique!

Gao Huan waved his sleeves to block the combined attack of the blind pianist and Wei Shangshu, clenched his fists and smashed towards the old man selling hemp candy.

Countless rays of light spread out from the old man's fist.

Countless black smoke spilled out of Gao Huan's fist.

Just like the sky at this time, day and night are the most decisive battles.

His realm is far higher than that of the old man who sells hemp candy, but when facing this old man, he is the most solemn and upright.

The other party is using the royal mastery of the human race, and he wants to use the royal mastery of the demon god.

"Heavenly Demon Gong!"

Feeling the domineering aura that straddles the heavens and the earth and the demonic breath that is stronger than the night, the blind violinist blurted out.

Hearing this, the faces of Wei Shangshu and the head of the Akiyama family who had just woken up changed suddenly.

Who is this demon powerhouse? Why did the royal family not pass on the Heavenly Demon Skills?

……

……

There was a loud bang.

The old man who sold hemp candy was unsurprisingly knocked away.

If it weren't for the innate mutual restraint between the Burning Sun Technique and the Heavenly Demon Skill, or his injuries would have been more serious.

There is also an old man who sells hemp candy.

Gao Huan's demeanor is still serious, because this represents the meeting of the royal family and the royal family.

For the battle itself, he didn't take it too seriously.

These two old men who sold hemp candy were too far behind the young sons of the Chen family in Tianliang County back then.

There was a soft snap.

The two fists came into contact.

It's a soft sound, not a thunderous roar.

What does this mean?

Gao Huan, who had already turned his head to look at the blind piano master and Wei Shangshu, slowly turned his head.

The attacking demon masters had been repulsed, and the shouts of the wolf riders seemed to be getting farther and farther away, and the grassland suddenly became very quiet, and only the crackling sound of the grain and grass burning could be heard.

Gao Huan looked at the old man who sold hemp candy, and there was a trace of pain in his eyes, as well as a trace of confusion.

The old man looked up slowly.

His hair was all white, but he didn't look too old, but his eyes were too calm, as if he ...... The well in the courtyard of Wenshui's old house.

The old well.

Nothing in the world can make his eyes ripple again.