Wang Chan didn't answer, just smiled evilly and lowered his head, as if he was asleep, and Tang Luo, who could see the flow of spiritual power, naturally didn't care, after all, if he wanted to make Tianjiao at the level of the Four Little Saint Kings admit defeat, he had to give the other party some time to build his heart.

Unexpectedly, when Wang Chan raised his head again, it seemed to be a different person.

There is aura induction between martial artists and martial artists, to put it simply, when you practice physical skills to a certain extent, some people you only need to look at to know whether the other party is a strong physical artist, or if there is a false appearance.

Although Tang Luo is a master of physical arts, thanks to a pair of eyes that can see the spiritual power in the martial artist's body and advanced martial arts cultivation, most martial artists can analyze as long as they look at each other.

Before bowing his head, Wang Chan was a top onmyoji, which was definitely true, but when he raised his head again, Wang Chan was still Wang Chan, but his expression changed, his eyes changed, and even his temperament and exercises seemed to have changed.

What kind of formation is this, everyone who is well versed in the way of concealment, it is clearly a top-level physique who has returned from a hundred battles, feeling the calm in the eyes of the other party, Tang Luo asked in surprise: "You are not Wang Chan, who are you!?"

Tang Luo didn't know how he could ask such a stupid thing, but when Wang Chan in front of him lowered his head and looked up, it seemed that he had changed someone, no, it was a different soul, he really couldn't regard the calm and cold warrior in front of him as the elegant and calm son just now.

And what is even more terrifying is that in the face of such a stupid question as Tang Luo, the Holy Son of the Wang Clan, who was sitting on the throne, actually replied in a matter-of-fact manner: "My name, Wang Han!"

Horror is like a ghost, and a person sitting in front of your door changes his soul between looking down and looking up.

Now Tang Luo can be sure that this person must not be Wang Chan, although the two have exactly the same voice and appearance, but the temperament and tone of this kind of thing cannot be faked.

When Wang Chan spoke, there was a sense of arrogance and contempt in his tone, as if all living beings in the world were ants, and the floating world was not a game, and that kind of invincible self-confidence was extremely impressive.

But when Wang Chan opened his mouth in front of him, he was like a general who had gone through countless lives and deaths, the ice of the Tianshan Mountains that could not be melted for thousands of years, and the indestructible meteorite iron underground, like the eternal stars, there was a kind of indescribable strength and domineering.

"What the hell, running into a schizophrenic!"

Tang Luo held his head and felt a big headache, feeling that the Nanwang clan was sick at all this day, and he actually let a schizophrenic guy be a holy son.

In fact, he felt strange when he met Wang Chan last night, because this thing was exactly the same as the voice of the corpse monster Wang Ying who appeared on the first night, at first he thought it was just a coincidence, but now he doesn't have to think about it, that monster is also another kind of personality.

When Tang Luo was silent, Wang Han looked him up and down with cold eyes like steel knives, and said in a deep voice: "You are a strong man, you can fight with me." ”

Like a fire battle intent erupted from Wang Han's eyes, it was like seeing a long-cherished prey, and the desire to fight was surging all over, as if he had smelled the battlefield of the Jin Ge Iron Horse.

Tang Luo shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "Okay, go to Alan Mountain, don't disturb the people in the city." ”

"I can't hold it anymore!"

The air waves discharged from the body shattered the beams, tables and chairs of Piaoxiangzhai, and Wang Han sealed his hands and said: "Lin, soldiers, fights, people, all, arrays, columns, in, front!"

One word and one seal, the nine techniques of Dunjia flowed, and the physical strength of Wang Han, who was blessed by nine kinds of divine powers, became extremely amazing, and even faintly surpassed the Buddha Zi Yankong who was added by several secret techniques.

But this is far from over, Wang Han's handprint, which has been strengthened by Dunjia, has changed again, and he said solemnly: "Qingyang is the sky, and the yin is the earth!

Tiannan Xu's Onmyoji, in addition to the imperial envoy ghosts, also has to raise natal gods, and it is also the most important means of attack for the Onmyoji in addition to divine skills and formations, and some of the Onmyoji's style gods are even more powerful than the Onmyoji itself.

And Wang Chan, as the Taoist son of the Tiannan Wang clan, how can the natal god be ordinary, it seems that this Wang Han has made up his mind to fight here.

"I'm Tang Luo, the Tang Clan's garrison obeys the order and evacuates all the people around Piaoxiangju, the sooner the better!

The sound of the bell burst out, and Tang Luo warned the garrison while swinging his fist at Wang Han, who was respectfully inviting the god.

Wang Han, who can be blessed by Dunjia, is already extraordinary, facing Tang Luo's roaring fist, he can actually raise his knees to block and his handprints are not messy.

The blasting hurricane generated at the intersection of fists and palms collapsed the centuries-old Piaoxiangju, and Wang Han's Shishen had also been called.

And unlike Tang Luo's judgment, the Shishen summoned by Wang Han was not a living creature at all, but two fierce blades.

One of them is more than three feet long, the blade is extremely long, the blade is thin and thin, eighteen dark inscriptions can be seen on the blade surface, the front and back are the number of three or six Tiangang, countless blue thunderbolts flow on the knife surface, and the handle of the knife is engraved: The nine-character inscription on the front of the soldiers is used to suppress the ferocity.

The other is a short knife, the blade is red, the blade is straight and uncurved, and the knife pattern is treacherous, and you will be addicted to it at a glance, as if you are about to be swallowed by a boundless sea of blood.

The two fierce blades were held in Wang Han's hands one on the left and one on the right, one positive and one negative, and he made a sword salute towards Tang Luo and said: "The long knife god thunder, the short knife underworld, are all instrument spirit gods, I ask the Ou master to build a tool embryo with divine iron, the sword has been in ten years, and it has not tasted defeat!"

, it's an ordinary martial artist with an artifact of this level, it's hard to defeat, not to mention two!

Looking at the two fierce blades in Wang Chan's hand, Tang Luo complained wildly in his heart, if he resisted with his physical body, he was looking for death, and the body of the giant after activating the immortal battle body was not suitable for fighting against Wang Han, who was the size of an ordinary person, fortunately, when he was making a martial arts plan, he had already considered the way to meet these opponents with artifacts one day, otherwise he would really have to be forced to a dead end by these two artifacts.

chose the hammer as his major weapon, mainly because Tang Luo knew that his physical talent was not high, and if he cultivated his fists and feet and then cultivated weapons, his progress would be very slow.

The hammer is a weapon that can solve the problems faced by Tang Luo very well, firstly, the giant hammer can maximize his strength, and secondly, the hammer and the fist are connected, basically the strength that the fist can use, and it is not difficult to replace it with a hammer, so the hammer has become Tang Luo's main weapon.

In the stomach of the void, he had stored several spirit hammers of astonishing weight, which were enough if they ran into ordinary opponents or ordinary spirit weapons.

But who let Wang Han take out the two guys are too scary, Tang Luo keenly felt that those spirit hammers would be broken by Wang Han's double knives like chopping melons and vegetables, and the only thing in his hand that could resist these two fierce blades was probably the Zen staff obtained at the martial arts conference.