In the secret realm of Xiaomang Mountain, Zhao Han once fought against the remnants of the five demon soldiers equivalent to Lingyun Life, and they all won the battle, after all, those demon remnant souls have been sealed and suppressed for hundreds of years, like a candle in the wind, and their strength is less than Yicheng in their heyday, even if it is the shadow wolf demon soldier who pushed to break the seal behind the scenes and tried to replace the blood wolf general, he broke the seal in advance and recovered seventy or eighty percent of his combat power, and was still hammered by Zhao Han in the end.

However, these demon soldier remnant souls cannot be used as a standard to measure Lingyun's life martial arts, and even by comparing the combat power shown by Chen Huifu before, Zhao Han estimates that if the two parties are right, Chen Huifu can easily kill the five-headed demon soldier remnant soul effortlessly.

Even, even if the remnant souls of the five demon soldiers recovered their peak strength, they would still not be Chen Hui's opponents, and the gap between the two could not be reasoned.

It can be said that Chen Huifu is the strongest enemy of Zhao Han since he came to this world.

As for those true martial arts, Zhao Han is not qualified to become their enemy now.

On the cliff by the sea, Zhao Han's spirit and spirit three treasures were one, reaching the limit that he could reach at present, and the phantom of the divine bird behind him was vivid, unscrupulously venting the terrifying heat to the surroundings, within a radius of several zhang around him, the swarthy ground and rocks were flat and white with wisps of red flames, jumping and dancing, as if it had become a country of fire.

More than ten zhang away in front of him, Chen Huifu also completely displayed the strength of Lingyun's life martial arts, with a majestic life on his head, and a majestic water vapor around his body, behind him, a blue dragon phantom that was extremely similar to his life, magnified nearly a hundred times, meandered and coiled, and the hideous Jiao eyes stared at the divine bird phantom behind Zhao Han, as if he had encountered a great enemy of life and death.

"Let's fight!"

Zhao Han's chest battle intent erupted, and he actually launched an attack first regardless of the difference in strength between each other, he didn't change at all at the moment, his fate did not come out, although he had spiritual sense, but he couldn't trigger the life martial art at all, and could only rely on the terrifying body to bury himself in close combat.

The distance of more than ten zhang was reduced to nothing under Zhao Han's vertical, and the scorching breath was like a heavy slash, forcibly cutting a huge gap in the abundant water vapor in front of Chen Hui's body.

At this moment, Zhao Han was like a giant walking in the wilderness, with a brutal fierceness and scorching heat, like a nail squeezed in front of Chen Hui's body, and then a big fist blasted out, aiming directly at the opponent's chest.

Whether it is the bull running boxing practiced by the predecessor, or the strong bull demon boxing taught by Huya Lori, it is not known for its subtlety, if it is only in terms of moves, these two boxing methods are very vulgar, and the emphasis is on pressing people with force, taking the road of opening and closing, and reducing ten will be done with one force, the grade is not high, and even some simple and rustic, not good-looking.

But if it is a person like Zhao Han who is born with the power of ten thousand stones, this kind of momentum and overwhelming people with force is much more dangerous and difficult to prevent than those high-level moves with exquisite moves, perfect starting and flawless connection.

In the face of this kind of unreasonable, one-force fist move, no matter how subtle, no matter how perfect, no matter how flawless the number of moves is useless, only can be received, and there are two results. The other so-called turning, moving, spinning, and avoiding are all jokes.

Chen Hui, who has experienced a hundred battles and has rich experience in fighting, naturally understands this, and in the face of Zhao Han's uninspired punch, he has long known that Zhao Han has divine power, and he is naturally prepared.

Chen Hui, who knew the key and importance of this battle, did not retreat this time, his powerful spiritual sense controlled his body, and the medullary fluid in his bones first made a muffled sound of mercury shaking, followed by bones, internal organs, epithelium, large tendons, and finally muscles, after a series of sounds that were difficult to distinguish one by one, Chen Hui's right arm suddenly doubled in size, struggled to block, stopped in front of his chest, and collided with Zhao Han's fist.

At the same time, Chen Hui's spiritual sense surged wildly, and the fate above his head seemed to come to life, circling and roaring in the yellow smoke, and the lone figure on his forehead transformed towards the dark blue.

Behind him, the dragon phantom and the movement of the fate phase were synchronized, and he also opened his mouth and roared, and suddenly the huge amount of water vapor around him surged violently, forming a big water-blue hand in mid-air, and grabbed it fiercely towards Zhao Han below.

Boom!

The two arms collided, water and fire intertwined, and a series of sizzling sounds sounded desperately in the air, as if a red-hot soldering iron was quenching, like a drop of water falling on red-hot charcoal.

"This power seems to have increased again, and there is a fiery force in the fist wind!"

The next moment, Chen Hui's expression changed, and the figure that had originally gathered all his strength to resist was actually staggering backwards involuntarily, and in his right forearm, where it collided with Zhao Han's fist, it was already scorched black at this moment, and there was even a smell of burnt flesh and blood!

The previous head-to-head confrontation between the two without any fancy was actually the result of the defeat of Chen Hui, who was the Lingyun Martial Force.

This retreat also means that the opportunity will be handed over.

Zhao Han's eyes froze, his shoulders shook, and he was about to advance and attack, taking the opportunity to attack, dragging Chen Hui's hair firmly, and entering the burying melee combat that he is best at, but there was a terrifying pressure above his head silently, and then he tightened up, and he was actually held fiercely by a big aqua blue hand who was bullied at some point!

The power of the aqua blue big hand is strong, more than 300,000 catties, even with Zhao Han's strength, it was slightly blocked, and the incident happened suddenly, which was completely unexpected by Zhao Han, so that the originally coherent progress and attack came to a moment's pause.

But in a fleeting moment, he was grabbed by Chen Hui, who had long expected him, and with a little tiptoe, his figure suddenly retreated back more than ten zhang, and at the same time, his intact left hand was pressed on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"Choking~"

In the sound of the sword, a clear aqua blue suddenly appeared, as if a dragon out of the abyss, with the chill of Sensen, roared and rushed towards Zhao Han.

Martial arts, water Jiaoyin

"Open it for me!"

Facing the oncoming evil Jiao, Zhao Han's eyes shrank, he exhaled, the muscles and flesh of his body were retracted and swollen, and the divine power of more than one million catties exploded violently, instantly smashing the big aqua blue hand that trapped him, and then the whole person slammed forward towards the evil Jiao, and there was a kind of landslide and earth cracking.

At this moment, Zhao Han was also gambling, betting that the long sword in Chen Hui's hand was not Lingyun level, as long as it was an extraordinary-level divine soldier, under the perverted physique that he had already trained into the first transformation of gods and demons, he couldn't even break the defense, even if he could break the defense in the end, it would be only a flesh injury at most.

"Resist my Water Moon Sword with flesh and blood?

Seeing this, Chen Huifu sneered, his eyes were full of joy, his left hand holding the sword shook suddenly, and the power that had just been condensed in his body was all poured into it, and at the same time, the fate above his head flew violently, and a deep blue glow fell into Chen Hui's head with his mouth open, making the momentum of the evil Jiao that rushed over skyrocketed several times, and he swallowed Zhao Hansheng with a bloody mouth.

This situation was as if Zhao Han had automatically sent himself into the mouth of the evil Jiao.

It was too late, it was fast, almost in the blink of an eye, and Zhao Han, who was originally as arrogant and domineering as a little giant, was eaten alive by a larger, more ferocious evil Jiao, as if he had reproduced the scene of countless years ago, on the ancient land, countless evil beasts and fierce birds, and the bloody struggle for hegemony of all races.

However, after all, this evil Jiao was a life martial art, not a living entity, so after swallowing Zhao Han, this ferocious and hideous evil Jiao roared violently, and it quickly dissipated like a mist, revealing an ice coffin about two zhang high in place.

In the center of the ice coffin, a burly and majestic young man with angry eyes was frozen, and it was Zhao Han.

He has the physical strength far beyond ordinary life martial artists, he is not afraid of death, and his combat power is high, but after all, he is not a little bit worse than Lingyun life martial arts, especially in the face of Chen Hui, who is experienced in fighting and good at seizing opportunities, he only withstood the kung fu of half a pillar of incense, and he was hit by a ruthless move, and was frozen in the ice coffin, becoming a living ice sculpture.

"What a reckless man with muscles and sticks in his head, since I know that you are born with divine powers, how can I bury myself in close combat with you. ”

Seeing that Zhao Han was successfully frozen in the ice coffin, Chen Hui breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at the long sword with dim aura in his hand, and stroked the sword body with a heartache: "However, it is not without a price to take this son, but my magic sword will have to be recuperated for a few more months." However, it is worth paying no amount of price to eliminate this henchman. ”

"It's just that he's not even extraordinary, and he can actually force me to this point! That is, when he meets me, if he changes to a slightly worse Lingyun Martial Arts, he can't say that he has been overturned, what secrets does he have? Or is it some kind of powerful inheritance?"

Thinking of the huge divine bird phantom that appeared behind Zhao Han earlier, Chen Hui's heart moved, and his eyes flickered with some greed.

The Chen family has been rooted in Blood Shark Island for a hundred years, and all along, the highest achiever in the clan is only the true level, and no one has ever gone further, the fundamental reason is that the cultivation techniques in their clan can only support the true peak, and the lack of follow-up magic techniques has made it difficult for the life martial arts who have cultivated to this level in the past dynasties.

Just when Chen Hui's heart turned a thousand thoughts, a crisp sound suddenly came from the front, and his heart suddenly surged with ominousness, and when he looked up, he saw that a huge crack suddenly appeared in the inner layer of the ice coffin that froze Zhao Han, and this crack was spreading to all sides at a speed visible to the naked eye, just in the blink of an eye, this huge ice coffin was covered with dense broken lines, like a piece of broken porcelain that had been forcibly glued.

"Oh no, he's going to get out of trouble!"

Chen Hui's heart trembled, seeing that Zhao Han was about to get out of trouble, he couldn't think about it anymore, he pounced on the front, and at the same time, the fate that had just fallen back into his head rushed out again with the yellow smoke, and the surrounding water spirit qi frantically converged, forming a vortex like substance, extracting water vapor from all directions at an even more terrifying speed.

The next moment, the ice coffin let out an overwhelmed groan, and then exploded into thousands of ice chips like a goddess scattering flowers.

Zhao Han, out of trouble.