God level swordsman

Chapter 159 Evil Cold 1

Chapter 159 Evil Cold 1

In the dense jungle, the sky is blocked by tall branches, and only a few rays of light shine through, adding to the eerie feeling.There was a rustling movement in the jungle, and a young man with blood-stained robes walked out at a fast pace.

He was wearing a black tight-fitting long gown, and his long silver hair, which was tied up high, exuded a faint evil spirit. If it weren't for the heroic spirit between his brows and the ice-cold gleam in his eyes, he would have looked like a member of a big family. Rich playboy.

Xiehan is a famous disciple of the younger generation of Baigumen.

"You said I'm not qualified. There aren't many people who are qualified to know your name." Xie Han glanced at Zhao Tai lightly and said domineeringly.

"Senior Brother Xie, he killed Brother Liu and the others."

The woman surnamed Zhang saw Xie Han at first glance, an obsession flashed in her eyes, and immediately crawled towards him flatteringly, like a bitch in heat.

Xie Han seemed to enjoy the feeling of trampling a woman under her feet, sat down on her waist without mercy, waved Da Ma Jin Dao, and said to Zhao Tai: "This is very far away from Nandou Jianzong. Recently, you are from the Nandou Sword Sect? I have never heard of you, so you should be a small person."

"You are still the same shit, have you forgotten that you were thrown into the latrine by Qin Shaoyou from Chunyang Temple when you were 19?" Zhao Tai said lightly.

Xiehan's complexion changed drastically, as if someone had stepped on his tail, he straightened up suddenly, and looked at Zhao Tai in surprise.At that time, he had just mastered the various skills of the Baigumen, and he had beaten all the invincible younger generations in the gate. Hearing that Qin Shaoyou of Chunyang Temple was ranked first in the wind and cloud list, he went to challenge with arrogance.

But Qin Shaoyou has been dominating the rankings for two years, and there are countless people who want to fight him every day.Qin Shaoyou was tired of this never-ending challenge, so he stayed at home and concentrated on cultivating Taoism and asking questions.

And Xie Han was also very persistent. After waiting for two full months, he finally waited until Qin Shaoyou came out of the mountain, and forced Qin Shaoyou to make a move.

The only people who knew about this matter were Xiehan himself and Qin Shaoyou. He would definitely not tell such embarrassing things, and Qin Shaoyou didn't seem to be someone who would spread rumors. So how did Zhao Tai know about it?

"Who the hell are you? What's your relationship with Qin Shaoyou?" Xiehan couldn't figure it out. He could only think that Qin Shaoyou was showing off to his friends.

"It doesn't matter, I just want to ask you, how does the latrine taste like?" Zhao Tai asked.

Xiehan's face turned red, and he had long been holding back the anger in his heart. This time, he and four elders from the realm of unity of heaven and man received a mission from their sect to secretly go to the burial site of an eminent monk who was rumored to be in the ancient Yinlong Temple. Digging Buddha bones to refine artifacts, he unexpectedly encountered an old bald donkey from Bodhi Temple. The four elders desperately tried to save him and the Buddha bones, and only then did he save his life.

Just after returning to Shiwan Dashan, I met such a young man who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and told him about his embarrassing things back then.

It is tolerable and unbearable.

"We'll have to kill that bitch surnamed Zhang later."

Xiehan's eyes were icy cold, and he stared directly at Zhao Tai with a murderous look, and there was a faint smell of gunpowder rising in the air.

"Want to take action? You seem to be injured." Zhao Tai looked calmly at this genius disciple of the White Bone Sect who had challenged his status in every possible way when he was in the Demon Sect in his previous life. In his previous life, he was able to defeat this person, and now he is not afraid. Even if the opponent is currently in the Inner Gang realm.

Xiehan's profound foundation cannot be compared to Xu Changsheng's fragile inner aura. If he faced Xu Changsheng and his ilk, he would be crushed equally, or even more completely.Being thrown into the pit by Qin Shaoyou is nothing. It does not mean that he is weak. On the contrary, it proves his tyranny.

It is said that there are very few people who can make Qin Shaoyou take action, and only those perverts who rank high on the Billboard.Xiehan hides in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and has always been relatively low-key, and Yunyan Tower didn't give him a place on the Fengyun Billboard, but if it's true, he must be in the top ten.

"Injury is enough to deal with you." Xie Han sneered, and suddenly there was a White Bone Sect's iconic bone weapon in his hand - the White Bone Fangtian Painted Halberd.This Fangtian painted halberd is much more difficult to refine than a sword. It is of fifth grade, and is made from the bones of a demon ape. Its demonic flames are overwhelming.

Xiehan rushed forward with Fang Tian's painting halberd in his hand, without devious tricks or mysterious footwork, he rushed up with his strong body, and a sonic boom suddenly sounded in the air.

The skills of the White Bone Sect are extremely weird, and they follow the path of body training.But it's not the same as ordinary physical training. Their physique is enhanced by fusing the bones of powerful martial artists. If they don't fuse the bones once, their physique will become stronger.

But bones are foreign objects after all, and the human body naturally rejects foreign objects. White Bone Sect disciples can generally only fuse one white bone that suits them to enhance their physique, and those with outstanding talents may have two or even three.

Xiehan was born in harmony with the White Bone Sect technique. Now he has fused two corpses with three flowers gathered on top and one that is the unity of heaven and man. His physical strength has reached an astonishing level, and he can fight a dragon hand-to-hand, which is extremely terrifying. .With this tailor-made Fang Tian painting halberd, even if he meets a martial artist from Waigang, he can easily win.

Xiehan rampaged, smashed down with a halberd, and suppressed the heavens.

The majestic momentum poured down like a rain curtain, making people breathless.

With a seriously injured body, and yet being so tyrannical, it's hard to imagine how tough he was in his prime.

But Xiehan was so strong that it made people despair, so what about Qin Shaoyou who lightly threw him into the latrine?

Zhao Tai's face was serious, he was a level behind the opponent after all, if he was in the same level, he would have confidence, but now he has no idea.But after all, he had the experience of crushing the opponent, so he didn't take Xie Han seriously in his state of mind.

Emperor Seal of Diyang People!

He pinched the seal with his hands, and a khaki mark of true energy condensed in front of him, as if there was a proud emperor standing behind him.

boom,

The violent impact made the ground shake slightly.

The earth-yellow mark of true energy on Zhao Tai's complexion suddenly cracked a gap, and Xiehan only trembled slightly, and then raised Fang Tian's painted halberd again and smashed it down.

bang, bang

After two consecutive heavy blows, the seal of Diyang Renhuang was finally shattered, blood overflowed from the corner of Zhao Tai's mouth, and he retreated violently.

"It's really surprising. This is not the skill of Nandou Jianzong, but it is not inferior at all." Xie Han shook his numb arm, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, and hot flames flowed in his eyes.

His interest is getting higher and higher. There are too few people in the White Bone Sect who can compete with him. Now he can only compete with senior brothers or elders from the previous generation. His fellow disciples hide away when they see him, and they don't even have the courage to take action. No.

And Zhao Tai in front of him completely mobilized his warlike genes.

　Thanks to the passerby who watched for a reward of [-] coins.

(End of this chapter)