"The soldiers are coming, the water is coming, don't be afraid, they have a request for me now. ”

Zhao Hanhun waved his hand absently, with a confident look, pointed to Zhao Yu, who fell to the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and continued: "Moreover, he is not dead yet, what I killed is just some followers, even if he is punished, the punishment is limited." ”

"Ah...... Master, it's ......."

Su Su opened her mouth wide and looked at the bloody scene around her that made her almost vomit, trying to make her head work normally, but she found that she couldn't keep up with Zhao Han's train of thought and couldn't understand his thoughts.

But thinking about it, it seems that the young master has a point, the people who were killed by him on the spot were some entourage slaves and the like, with his identity as the descendant of the Zhao family, even if the means were a little more ruthless, it was just a matter of subsections.

The most serious thing is to seriously injure Zhao Yu, but there is a reason for it, the young master occupies the reason, even if he is punished for being too heavy in the end, it is impossible to punish him too severely.

Thinking of this, Su Su couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and her tense heartstrings relaxed, but the bloody breath in front of her made her nauseous, and she couldn't help but want to complain to Zhao Han about being coquettish.

Just before she could speak, Zhao Han's voice came: "Su Su, you go to the practice room immediately." ”

Su Su noticed the solemnity in Zhao Han's tone, and the sensible didn't ask much, turned around and left, and when he reached the corner, he couldn't help but speak: "Young master, what's wrong?"

"Uncle Seven is almost here. ”

Zhao Han replied casually, looked down at Zhao Yu, who was still unconscious at the moment, at his feet, and his expression was extremely solemn.

After a while, Zhao Han finished thinking about it, and his expression was a little lighter, obviously a little more sure. It's just that before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a mountain of breath surged towards him from afar.

The feeling I had tried a few days ago came again, and the senses of sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch seemed to be deprived at this moment, and the whole person fell into a suffocating darkness.

That's the soul oppression that can only be performed by transcendental-level martial artists!

Zhao Qiye has arrived!

It's just that Shibei was impressed on the third day, and Zhao Han at this moment was no longer the Zhao Han who had just arrived a few days ago, and his cultivation had reached the seventh level of foundation building, and he reacted at the first time when he had derived spiritual consciousness from the mystery.

The nascent spiritual sense greeted him the moment his perception was deprived, and he forced it with the courage of an egg hitting a stone, and then he was crushed by the powerful soul of the other party without any suspense, and after being exhausted, he had to retract into the mystery.

But it was a collision without suspense, but it won a short moment for Zhao Han.

At this moment, Zhao Han's figure was blurred for a while, and he suddenly crossed a distance of more than ten zhang, and when his five senses were deprived, he picked up the cloud wolf bow on the ground according to the direction in his memory.

Open the bow, shoot the arrow, and fire all three arrows!

The whole action can be called smooth, in one go, and it is impossible to see that he is in a state of deprivation of his five senses at the moment.

Three jet-black rays of light cut through the arc of death in mid-air, piercing through the courtyard wall with lightning speed, stabbing at the target outside the wall.

The next moment, there were several screams of astonishment from outside the wall, followed by angry shouts and a violent fluctuation of spiritual power, and only then did three terrible screams sound in the air.

But at this moment, Zhao Han couldn't hear, see, or speak, and the whole person was immersed in a dead black world, which was desperate.

"This is the second time, but do you think this will make me succumb?" Zhao Han squatted down with a gasp, and accurately grabbed the quiver on the ground with his left hand and hung it behind him, like a normal person.

"Boom~"

In the violent sound, the courtyard wall collapsed, the debris burst out, the broken tiles flew wildly, the dust filled the sky, and it was difficult to see.

Before the dust settled, a group of figures had already broken into the courtyard angrily, and when they saw the corpses lying in a pool of blood in the courtyard, they all gasped, and concentrated their hateful eyes on the young man twenty or thirty feet away.

Eight-foot figure, wearing a black military uniform, black hair like ink, tied at the back of his head at will, with upright facial features, his face like a knife and axe, and his muscles and flesh are knotted, and he can feel a strong masculinity coming from afar.

It was a vision of the strength of the body and the vigor of the flesh to an incredible degree.

What made the group even more frightened was the big dark blue bow in his hand, which was almost a man high, had been placed on the string, and the three arrows in the half-firing state really made the hearts of everyone who broke in tremble.

"Don't panic, his perception has been deprived by me, and now he can't see, hear, smell, or speak, just like the living dead, just a shelf, scary to watch. Zhao Shengling's eyes froze, and then he was stunned, his face showed disdain, and he opened his mouth to appease the entourage behind him.

He had a strong belief in the soul coercion he had previously exerted, as he was a transcendental-level life warrior.

In fact, in the eyes of many martial artists, they themselves no longer belong to the category of people, they can blast through the mountain with a single punch at will, tear the earth apart with a single step, and open their mouths to spit out a gust of wind, ordinary people, even if they are abandoning the martial arts of the foundation of the ninefold foundation, they are as weak as ants in their eyes.

For example, Zhao Shengling's soul coercion, even if he is a martial artist who has built a ninefold foundation, as long as he does not perceive his fate and does not advance to the extraordinary, no matter how strong his physique is, he can't stand a single thought. Just like Zhao Han at this moment, he has 400 stones, nearly 50,000 catties of divine power, and his physique is far stronger than Zhao Shengling, but under the pressure of his soul, he is deprived of his perception without the power to fight back, and he looks like a living dead.

This is where the true strength of the Martial Artist lies.

Soul Essence.

The reason why the old worshipper of the Zhang clan died in the hands of Zhao Han in the end was mainly because he was too seriously injured, especially when he fought with the lion and tiger monster, and even hurt the soul origin, so he was overturned by Zhao Han, otherwise killing Zhao Han was just a thought.

"It's still the seventh master, you are powerful, and you can see at a glance that he is strong on the outside and strong on the inside. ”

"The Seventh Master is a real martial artist, how can he be compared to ordinary people?"

"This kid is ruthless, murderous, and has so many people killed this time, he must not be let go easily. ”

The people who followed Zhao Shengling were all his confidants, and they naturally knew about the festival between the two sides, and at this time, they all spoke out, clamoring to give Zhao Han a good look.

At this moment, Zhao Han in the distance suddenly moved, his originally open eyes suddenly closed, and a shallow smile slowly floated on the corner of his mouth, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze.

It's just that this scene is in the eyes of everyone, but it makes them feel a cool breath rising from the shouting board, and they can't help but shiver.

Isn't this kid deprived of his five senses and looks like a living dead?

Why did his expression change suddenly?!

If a dead corpse suddenly smiles at you, are you afraid?!

"Trick up!"

Although Zhao Shengling's heart was suddenly struck at this time, his face remained calm, he snorted coldly, and the hands behind him clenched into fists violently, and a powerful spiritual pressure instantly enveloped the audience, like a mountain and a mountain, and the town was breathless.

A dark world, silent.

Zhao Han couldn't see, hear, smell, speak, or touch, as if he was imprisoned in an boundless, dark cage.

Such an environment is enough to make everyone feel hopeless.

But Zhao Han still didn't give up, and tried hard to break free from here.

"What should I do?"

"This is soul coercion, the most direct confrontation between souls, and I am not an opponent at all. ”

"What can I do to break free from this darkness?"

Zhao Han couldn't tell what form he existed in, it was pitch black up and down, left and right, all directions, and he couldn't even hear his own voice.

It's just that Zhao Han, who has had an experience, didn't panic, and tried to keep his composure, wanting to get a glimpse of the truth of this dark world.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Han tried various methods, but he never found anything.

On the contrary, because of the gap in the essence of his soul, Zhao Han, who had been trying hard to mobilize and squeeze his spiritual sense, felt a weakness that he had never felt before, which was the original traumatic soul that had been injured due to excessive consumption, and it hurt the origin, and even the toxicity of the Seven Insects and Seven Flowers Broken Intestine Pill in his body was a bit faintly explosive.

"Is this kind of soul coercion really impossible to break through?"

In the silent darkness, Zhao Han was almost desperate.

At the same time, Zhao Shengling in the small courtyard finally found Zhao Yu lying unconscious at Zhao Han's feet, covered in dirt and mud, like a beggar.

At that moment, an uncontrollable anger rushed straight from his chest, rushing to his head in an instant, especially Zhao Yu's miserable appearance of twisting into a strange twist at the moment, which burned the last trace of Zhao Shengling's sanity.

There is no need to check it with his own hands, just by this weird shape, Zhao Shengling knows that the bones of his precious son's limbs and spine are broken and broken by at least eighty percent!

In addition, although the damage to the internal organs and muscles and skin membranes is not as serious as that of bones, it is by no means a recovery that can be recovered after a few months of cultivation.

With such a serious injury, if it were an ordinary person, he would have died a long time ago. And even if Zhao Yu has some foundation, he is not out of danger now, unless he can get the spirit pill or heaven and earth treasures at the level of the marrow washing and bone changing pill, otherwise even if he can be cured in the end, he can only be an ordinary person at most in this life.

You can only be an ordinary person!

A cold and cold killing machine emanated from Zhao Shengling's body in an instant, making those around him feel an inexplicable chill in their hearts, and they were originally in high spirits, and at the same time carefully opened the distance from Zhao Shengling, for fear of being hit by the disaster of the pond fish.

Two eyes as sharp as swords fell on Zhao Han, who was like a living dead at this moment, Zhao Shengling's face was pale, and there was a crazy killing intent in his cold eyes.

Seeing this, the surrounding entourage was stunned for a moment, and then they all breathed a sigh of relief, and they all showed gloating expressions and looked at Zhao Han, who was standing in place like a sculpture at the moment, like a living dead.