"What do you mean!" Zhao Jie looked at the three of them, his face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and asked. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He heard the nonsense of the three of them just now, but he heard it clearly.

"What do you mean?" Lei Hao, who was quite tall, glanced at Zhao Jie with slanted eyes, and sneered, "I can't even catch a finger from others, and I was abolished and repaired, and I broke my arm, what is it if it's not waste?"

"You can't afford to lose the face of my Tianya Pavilion!" Feiyun Jian glanced at it lightly, and his voice was indifferent.

As for the mountain-breaking sword Liu Jinghong, he didn't even look at it, took a step, crossed Zhao Jie, and headed towards Han Chen.

"Don't be arrogant, I can't take one move, how many moves can you take?" Zhao Jie's eyes were cold, looking at the three of them, his voice was cold.

"Then you don't need to care!" Lei Hao said without replying, his voice full of contempt.

The harsh words, like steel needles, made Zhao Jie's face even more pale, but he didn't say anything more.

The crowd around was slightly rioting, and the strength of the big sect was strong and terrifying, but the disciples in the sect were mostly emotional, and most of them were fighting, and they didn't expect to see it with their own eyes today.

Han Chen was also very interested, compared to this Tianya Pavilion, he suddenly found that the atmosphere in Dongling Academy was already very good.

Although there are often fights between students, it is a comparison in strength and a competition in cultivation. When something really happens, those who have the ability will stand up and help.

Just like when the Nangong Remnant Sword descended on the academy, Xiao Longwang and others appeared one after another.

Lei Hao and the three of them stopped, and their eyes also looked at Han Chen slightly, and the eyes of the three of them showed a trace of surprise, surprised by Han Chen's age, and even more surprised by Han Chen's temperament.

looks no more than twenty years old, but his temperament is so calm. There is a hint of heaviness in the elegant.

Fast as the wind, Xu like a forest, aggression like fire, immobile as a mountain!

This sentence is the best portrayal of Han Chen!

"Boy, your strength is very strong!" Lei Hao took a step forward. His eyes were fixed on Han Chen, and he grinned.

With their eyes flashing slightly, Yu Fei and Liu Jinghong took a step back and gave up the empty space.

The meaning is obvious, this is to let Lei Hao strike first. Although they knew that Han Chen's strength was very good, the two didn't care too much.

In the entire Dongzhou, the strongest young generation is basically in the Peerless Domain, and their Tianya Pavilion has the strength of the Peerless Domain. It's not top-notch, but it's not bad either. And as the most top-notch disciples in the sect, they knew everything in their hearts about the powerhouses of the younger generation of the Peerless Domain.

The strongest is none other than the Nangong Lianxing of the Wushuang Sect, it is said that he came back from Dongling Academy half a year ago, and he went into retreat and cultivated, a month ago. before exiting the customs.

It is rumored that she has broken through the realm of the Sword Emperor. Successfully stepped into the realm of the Sword Sect, and under the guidance of her father Wushuangyong, she also successfully comprehended the Wushuang Sword Intent, and her strength was very strong, and she was already named the first leader of the young generation in the entire Dongzhou.

As for the others, they are stronger than them. They all remember it clearly. Those who are weaker than them, then simply ignore them.

Han Chen, they hadn't seen it, and it was obvious that the strength would not surpass them. Naturally, there is no need to worry.

"Do you want to avenge him?" Han Chen looked at Lei Hao with interest and said with a smile.

Lei Hao naturally understood who Han Chen was referring to, and glanced behind him, Zhao Jie, who had stepped aside and was watching the battle, had a trace of disdain flashing on his face, "It's just a waste, if it's scrapped, it's scrapped, revenge for him, he doesn't have that qualification yet!"

"Oh, since it's not to avenge him, then what are you doing here?" The more interest Han Chen's eyes grew, the disciple of this great sect was really interesting.

"Naturally, I'm here to kill you!" Lei Hao didn't care, raised his hand and took the gun bag on his back, and a swarthy, thick spear was exposed.

"Although Zhao Jie is a waste, he is also a disciple of my Tianya Pavilion, you abolish his cultivation and cut off his arm, this face, I naturally want to get it back!" With the spear in his hand, a sharp aura appeared on Lei Hao's body, and the tip of the spear pointed directly at Han Chen.

"Draw your sword, I'll give you a chance to fight with all your might!"

The domineering voice spread, causing a commotion among the surrounding crowd.

The exit threatened to kill the other party, and also asked the other party to draw his sword, giving him a chance to fight with all his strength, this kind of courage really deserves to be the third-ranked disciple of Tianya Pavilion.

"No need!"

It's just that Han Chen shook his head and said something that made people stunned for an instant.

"You can't catch my sword!"

One by one, looking at this young man who still had a clean smile on his face at this time, people couldn't help but say secretly in their hearts.

So arrogant!

You're crazy, I'm even crazier!

"If you have the guts, take me a shot!" Lei Hao shouted, his eyes burning with anger.

The spear was sharp, and the shot was full force, the strong wind was howling, and the space was torn apart, like a meteor streaking by, and instantly came to Han Chen's body, heading straight to his throat.

Han Chen's eyes were calm, his steps stepped forward, and under the shocked gaze of people, his right hand turned into a palm, and he actually poked out directly.

With a sound of 'bell', the strength was agitated, and the spear was shaken away, smashing directly on the floor, the ghost light on the floor flashed, and the prohibition collapsed instantly, the floor cracked, and the sawdust flew even more, breaking a big hole.

"Have a little ability, take me another shot, Thunder Eight Style!"

Sneer...

With a low roar, dazzling purple lightning appeared on Lei Hao's body, and the surrounding space rippled slightly, and the people around him even felt a slight numbness in their bodies.

What a terrible power!

The crowd was horrified and retreated.

And Liu Jinghong and the others on the side, but a trace of essence flashed in their eyes, they didn't expect that as soon as they first met, Lei Hao was forced to use all his strength.

Thunder Eight Style, the top marksmanship of the five grades of the ground level, is as fast as thunder, and the speed is terrifying, which makes people unable to react. Its power is more like a volcanic eruption, full of explosive power. It is a marksmanship full of killing, especially the cultivation of a martial artist with a thunder attribute physique, which is even more powerful.

The terrifying thunder emanated from Lei Hao's body, the spear flashed, and he couldn't see the trajectory at all, only felt a purple thunderbolt, tearing through the space, and instantly came in front of Han Chen.

"Give me death!" Lei Hao's angry voice sounded.

However, in the face of this, Han Chen's face was still calm, Gu Jing did not wave, his right hand was raised, and his index finger was pointed forward.

Not far away, Zhao Jie and the young man in white shirt, their pupils suddenly shrank.

It's another trick!

The next moment, under the eyes of the people, Han Chen's light and fluttering, without the slightest breath of fireworks, and seemed to have no power, collided with the purple thunder.

Boom!

The purple thunder shattered, and the pitch-black and heavy spear, whirling, flew out, nailed to the ceiling, and the handle of the spear pierced the floor, poking a large hole. (To be continued.) )