Almost Han Qing almost collapsed again.

Han Qing rolled in the air several times, and finally stopped the upside-down flying figure.

At this time, his whole body was full of fine cracks, which looked terrifying, and the blood stained his robe, and the whole person seemed to be bloody.

Half-kneeling on the ground of the book world, Han Qing laboriously glanced up at the man in the Confucian shirt opposite, raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and a touch of blush overflowed from his mouth.

The gap was so big that it almost killed him.

Fortunately, he had just condensed the Dao Lotus Body, and if it was the previous physical body, this time he would have died.

It further illustrates the strength of the Dao Lotus Body, which is worthy of the treasures of the Merit Forest cultivated for tens of thousands of years.

The man in the Confucian shirt opposite also seemed to be a little shocked, and Han Qing actually took it, his face was full of disbelief.

But later, when he thought that it was Haoran Daolian's credit, his face was gloomy again, and he said sarcastically: "Ignorant child, now you know the gap between you and me, right?

Han Qing opened his mouth to smile, his bright teeth were blood-red, and he said fearlessly: "Old dog, I'll wait for you to come." ”

"Little brute, are you looking for death?"

"Who do you say, little brute?"

"The little brute says ......"

The man in the Confucian shirt knew that he was speechless, and his face turned the color of pig liver, and he was annoyed and angry.

Han Qing: "Haha...... Little brute!"

The piercing laughter made the man in the Confucian shirt almost drip from his gloomy face, as if he had been slapped in the face in public.

"Die!"

The man in the Confucian shirt suddenly pointed at Han Qing, "Fixed." ”

The words were as casual as they were, and Han Qing, who was half-kneeling, was motionless for an instant, and even his pupils couldn't move.

Law!

The power of the law.

The blow did not solve Han Qing, and the man in the Confucian shirt had already lost his face, and Han Qing teased him in every way, which put him on the verge of collapse.

Therefore, as soon as he made a move, he directly used the power of the law, and a mysterious force directly enveloped Han Qing, making him unstoppable, unable to survive and unable to die.

Han Qing in place was like a clay statue, half-kneeling, his heart was full of horror.

"What kind of exercise is this?"

He tried to save himself, but no matter what exercises he used, this strange scene remained unchanged.

And as time went on, the panic in his heart became even worse, and the unknown was the most terrifying.

Controlling Han Qing, the man in the Confucian shirt slowly walked towards him

walked away, with an indescribable smug look on his face, "Are you panicking?"

In fact, according to Han Qing's true inner thoughts, he was still a little panicked.

Not a little, but panicked.

Uncanny!

This scene is too weird, the man in the Confucian shirt smiled arrogantly in front of Han Qing, Han Qing was half-kneeling and life and death were in the hands of others.

Whether it is life or death depends on the thoughts of others.

The feeling of being controlled by others!

Syllable!

"Aren't you clever at talking, don't you like to play with words?

A figure crossed the sky, and Han Qing fell heavily to the ground, a slap that made half of his face rotten, and his teeth were exposed, looking extremely miserable.

Because the law had not yet been lifted, he still remained in that strange position and fell to the ground, and the man in the Confucian shirt stepped up and came to him again like a night ghost.

The man in the Confucian shirt leaned down and squatted down to look at Han Qing's miserable appearance with great pleasure, he stretched out a hand and gently patted half of Han Qing's face, "Young man doesn't know the height of the sky, it's a pity that you don't have an afterlife, I'll let you be destroyed!"

"Who do you want to do?"

A roar swooped down from the sky, and a powerful palm fell from the sky, as if the sky was cracking.

The man in the Confucian shirt bore the brunt of the attack, his face changed, and he quickly stretched out a palm to prevent the sky from descending a palm.

The figure of a plain-clothed man appeared from the sky, suddenly appeared like a demon god, and slapped the man in the Confucian shirt with a condescending palm.

When the man in the Confucian shirt saw this plain clothes, his face changed drastically, and he said incoherently: "How can you?"

"Why wouldn't I, just do you want my son to be destroyed?" Han Changsheng said loudly, and the palm fell at a faster speed.

Knowing that Han Changsheng was powerful, he had only heard about it, and the man in the Confucian shirt never thought that Han Changsheng would be able to retreat under the siege of the two Flying Ascension Realms.

All he has in his heart now is endless horror, demon, too demonic.

Kong Daolin: What about them?

The man in the Confucian shirt glanced at the air suspiciously at this moment, could it be them?

Feeling the seemingly endless powerful aura on Han Changsheng's body, he knew that there would be another Flying Ascension Realm in this world in the future.

And it's also a powerful and incredible Ascension Realm!

Now he was a little panicked, and after reflexively returning a palm, it was not enough, he hurriedly sacrificed a dim stone inkstone, and after this thing appeared, a circle of golden light and shadow emanated from it, and then the light and shadow formed a protective light to cover the man in the Confucian shirt.

With this protector

After the light, the man in the Confucian shirt breathed a sigh of relief, and then he looked up at the man in plain clothes.

Rumble!

The light of the protective body trembled and shattered, and his palm print only slightly blocked Han Changsheng, and was blasted above his head by Han Changsheng like a bamboo.

"Hurry back, you're no match for him!"

A hurried shout followed from behind Han Changsheng, and Kong Daolin appeared in a flash.

Then another man stood beside him, and the two of them were in a state of embarrassment, and if you looked closely, you would see a fine streak of blood on the corner of their mouths.

Especially the man who was also dressed in a Confucian shirt, there was a large collapse in his chest, and a palm print was clearly printed on his chest.

Above, Kong Daolin's face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Han Changsheng's back, this man surprised people again.

It turned out that Han Changsheng in the Ascension Realm and him in the Fish Leaping Realm were worlds apart.

I thought that even if the two of them were invincible, they would be able to maneuver with him, but who knew that the two of them could not even support a hundred moves in the hands of others, and this was because the realm was unstable because they had just broken through.

Now Kong Daolin suddenly regretted coming to grab the treasure and kill people, isn't it good to live?

He had already retreated in his heart.

Because from the current point of view, Han Changsheng, who healed the wounds of the Great Dao, is completely invincible.

Even if the three of them are counted, it is estimated that they will also die.

Han Changsheng is too powerful.

Although the treasure is good, it must also have a life flower.

Kong Daolin didn't think about gathering people to come again, and when they reached their level, unless there was a huge disparity in strength, it would be useless to rely on the accumulation of people alone.

In order to avoid fearless casualties, he conceded!

"Lord Lin, come and help me, the three of us will definitely be able to make this father and son both physically and mentally destroyed!

Kong Daolin: "......"

"Idiot!"

Kong Daolin scolded the man in the Confucian shirt over and over again in his heart, pulled up another man in the Confucian shirt and withdrew from the book world, and disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye!

Man in Confucian shirt: "......"

The man in the Confucian shirt who was struggling to support him was directly stunned......

Before he died, the man in the Confucian shirt let out the last roar of his life, "Kong Daolin, I'll fuck your grandma." ”

Then Han Changsheng's earth-shattering palm fell, and in an instant, the Confucian man's body collapsed, followed by his soul......

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The form and spirit are destroyed, and even reincarnation is not qualified!

Han Changsheng struck angrily, everyone was going to let his only son be destroyed, how could he show mercy.