Let's go back a bit.

The appearance of Shen Yi and the people of the Heavenly Dao Alliance suddenly made the members of the Heavenly Demon Altar who could have flaunted their might in the city completely fall into passivity in the offensive of the people, and Shen Yi's activity, He Bi's appearance and prestige, shocked the hearts of the people in the Heavenly Demon Altar, and if there was no new backbone, it was only a matter of time before it was completely destroyed.

But in fact, in a private house somewhere in the city, the Heavenly Demon Altar still occupies an absolute advantage.

There is a certain distance from the main field of the Great Banquet, and the Fifth Light Marquis also specially drilled into the alley when he ran away, so that this private house is relatively remote, and the Heavenly Dao Alliance and the crowd will not be able to find it here for a while.

For the Fifth Light Marquis, this is a real lone battle, or the kind that is pressed by a hammer.

At this time, the fifth light marquis, his teeth were clenched, his chest was almost completely collapsed, and the blood stained the clothes on his chest red, extremely miserable and helpless.

Hu Chong was in mid-air, looking at the miserable appearance of the Fifth Light Marquis desperately resisting, laughing more and more crazy and happy, and simply stopped exerting force, and let the Fifth Light Marquis die in pain in this desperate resistance.

He didn't pay attention to the so-called Shoreless Sword Peak disciple at all.

Shang Yunjian also lost once at his hands back then, but then won the second game.

The difference between this second game and the previous one is that the previous one is in the Heavenly Dao Alliance's tent at night, and the second one is in full view of the two sides.

He held this breath for more than ten years, but he couldn't swallow it after all.

Even if that guy is already an unreachable immortal in the sky at this time, isn't it that he lost his trace after a burst of immortal fights?

Now to kill that guy's apprentice, he only felt extremely happy.

He stretched out his other hand and crushed the Fifth Light Hou's hat.

It is rumored that Zhou Han looks handsome like a demon, so he wants to take a good look at this face and then destroy it.

It's just that after smashing the hat, there is still a mask on the face of the fifth light marquis.

The Fifth Light Marquis's body had already suffered a great deal of pain at this time, and now even his spirit was the same.

He calculated very clearly in his heart, if he still carried Zhou Han's identity, the other party would play with it for a while and then make a dead hand, once his true face was exposed, the other party would find out that he was not Zhou Han, and he would definitely slap his head out with a random palm.

You have to die early and die late, but if you really have to choose, the fifth light marquis would rather choose to die later.

What if it survives?

He never gave up resistance, and while desperately scolding his mother in his heart, his eyes were fixed on the door of the house on the side.

As long as a Heavenly Dao Alliance master rushes in, he will definitely be saved!

As if he was thinking about something, the door of the house was kicked open.

What followed was a fist wind that tore through the air.

Unlike the punch that Shen Yi threw down from the sky outside, the punch that slammed into the room at this time was not so imposing, but the sound he made was extremely clear.

It's like a dragon groaning.

Hu Chong's face changed, and he hurriedly retreated.

When he heard Long Yin, his first reaction was that Long Yao appeared.

In that rumor that is known to the whole world, Shang Yunjian disappeared after the battle of Ling Xiao Peak, but Mr. Long Er is still there!

He knew that he was making a move on the disciple of Wu'an Sword Peak, so as soon as the fist that accompanied the dragon chant arrived, he retreated cleanly.

But when he retreated to the roof like a bird, he realized a problem.

If it was Long Yao in person, how could this punch not have fallen on him?

No, if it was really Long Yao, how could he see her fist and live safely?

It's not Long Yao!

The fear in Tochong's heart vanished in an instant, replaced by the anger that followed the deceived.

He looked down and saw that there was already one more person in the room.

The man was dressed in a green shirt, and his appearance was young and handsome, making it difficult to pick out the thorns, and if he walked down the street, he would definitely attract the attention of many people.

And his fist was already about to land on the face of the Fifth Light Marquis.

It turned out that the punch was not Hu Chong, but it was aimed at the fifth light marquis.

Just as the fist was about to land on the face of the Fifth Light Marquis, the young man's face turned different, and the fist stopped.

The fist stopped, the fist wind did not stop, and the mask on the face of the fifth light marquis vibrated violently and did not fall off, but the residual qi on his face was scratched a few times.

"There is no immortal qi in the body, and he is actually injured so badly. ”

The young man muttered to himself, then looked at the Fifth Light Marquis, and said, "You are not Zhou Han, where is Zhou Han?"

Fifth, the light marquis wants to cry without tears.

When the previous punch came to him, it was as if his ears were crushed by a dragon's groan, and he was almost deaf.

And this punch from this guy is obviously not here to save him, although it seems that the thunder is heavy and the rain is small, it still comes to kill him.

He could only smile bitterly: "I didn't say that I was Zhou Han." ”

Hearing this answer, the young man's face turned embarrassed and fell into thought.

His thoughts soon had an answer, and he turned to leave.

"Boy, do you think this is a place where you can come and go when you want?"

With a loud bang, a large hole opened in the roof again, and Hu Chong's hands were slightly bent, shaped like eagle claws, and he grabbed down at the young man.

He was angry at this point, very angry.

At this time, he realized that the "Zhou Han" he had been playing for so long was completely an impostor, and the real Zhou Han was not here at all.

From this point of view, their large-scale action this time is clearly being tricked.

As soon as he thought that he was put on a position and was scared away by a junior, the anger in Hu Chong's heart seemed to erupt.

He was already angry, and if he didn't vent, he couldn't do it.

Hu Chong's nickname is "Eagle Demon", which comes from his eagle claw skill that can destroy stones and iron.

By this time, he had already moved into a true rage, and the two claws that struck him contained all his strength, and even the secret door of the basement vault made of fine iron by the richest family in the city had to be shattered under these two claws.

In the face of Hu Chong's extremely fierce attack from top to bottom, the young man's face remained unchanged.

"Please help me. ”

After saying this request to someone in a serious and soft voice, the young man took a step back with his right leg, his knee slightly bent, his hands clenched, and he made a fist stance, staring at Hu Chong.

A moment later, his fists burst out again with the dragon's roar, but this time there was a little more gold and stone in the fist style, as if the wall tiles of this private house were removed and condensed and beaten out.

With a loud bang, Hu Chong was forced back onto the roof, his face pale.

The young man was still standing in place, blood oozing from his fists.

This time, it was an equal match.

The fifth light marquis looked a little stunned.

The peers I met were all such monsters.

The young man had no emotion.

In his opinion, he was injured in this encounter, and he was afraid that he would not be able to beat this fierce old man, in order to conserve his physical strength as much as possible before finding the real Zhou Han, he would not fight if he could.

He saw that Hu Chong had no intention of continuing to shoot, so he planned to leave without looking back.

Since it wasn't Zhou Han, there was no point for him here.

Of course, the fifth light marquis would not let go of this life-saving straw, and shouted almost roaring: "Young man, strong man!!, big brother!! you can save me, as long as you save me, I will tell you Zhou Han's location." ”

The young man's footsteps paused.

"Really?"

"It's incredibly true. The Fifth Light Marquis's words were extremely urgent, his head nodded like a rattle, and if it weren't for the severe wound in his chest that made it difficult to get up, he would have bowed deeply to the young man who didn't know his identity—anyway, as long as he didn't kneel, he could give the young man whatever he wanted.

The young man thought for a moment, then agreed to the request.

He followed Zhou Han's whereabouts for thousands of miles, but he didn't expect that the clues he was chasing were all fake, and he had no clue about the real Zhou Han's whereabouts.

This guy dares to pretend to be Zhou Han, he must know his exact location, for this goal, what's the harm in throwing a punch?

"Sorry, please help me again. ”

After the young man finished speaking, he stepped on the ground and went straight to the extremely ugly Tochong on the roof.

This time, the two fists didn't seem to be the same as before, but the Fifth Light Hou seemed to be able to feel the expansion of the golden stone meaning in the fist.

He even felt a little confused about his injuries, because he could still feel the house trembling slightly as the young man punched.

But in any case, he no longer has the ability to participate in this battle, and all he can do now is talk.

He only asked one question.

"Big brother, what's your name?"

He didn't expect the young man to answer, after all, the gathering of qi in the battle of the Martial Sect was extremely important, and a trace of spiritual power could lead to defeat in the battle.

However, the young man thought about it very seriously when he threw the punch, and answered the question of the fifth light marquis.

"Yi Ming. ”