The return of the king of Douluo Continent

Xu Kun is a warrior at the third level of Huitong Realm. He is more powerful than Wu Jie and Mo Qing. However, the blow of the water mark caused his body to churn. If he held on to fight again, he would definitely not be able to escape the fate of being beheaded. .

"Now you three guys, do you still dare to talk nonsense?" Tang San walked up to the three of them and looked down at them.

Even though Tang San's cultivation in the Pulse Forging Realm made such a move, those watching the battle did not feel that there was any violation, but felt that it was natural and right.

When he was still in the Hunter's Palace, these three guys were extremely dissatisfied with him, and their words were not polite at all. They always wanted to drive him away, but at this time, Tang San still proved with his strength that even if The three Huitong realm warriors were still vulnerable to him!

Everyone in the audience looked at Tang San and couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. No matter where you go, as long as you have strength, you can gain the awe of others!

Mo Qing and the other three were covering their chests, blood was still flowing from the corners of their mouths, and there was hatred in their eyes, but these things were directly ignored by Tang San. They had no strength, and all their attitudes were just jokes.

Tang San snorted coldly, stretched out his foot and kicked them off the fighting platform one by one. At the same time, he said expressionlessly: "Palace Master, you will punish these three traitors!"

The three of them fell badly. Now after hearing Tang San's words, they quickly got up and knelt down to beg for mercy. However, Han Yiyi did not appreciate it. They had just rebelled and attacked her and Blood Eleven once. Now that they were surrendering, wouldn't it be Han Yiyi's fault? Becoming a fool?

"Eleven, send them on their last journey!" Han Yiyi turned around and said to Blood Eleven.

Hearing this, the three of them immediately turned to Han Yingtian and said hurriedly: "Master, save us...save us..."

But at this time, Han Yingtian acted as if he hadn't heard anything and just stared at the high platform without making any expression.

When the three of them saw this, they were immediately disheartened.

"what!"

The next moment, several shrill screams came from the martial arts village. After a few breaths, they calmed down again.

"Three losers can't even defeat a kid in the Pulse Forging Realm, so what's the use of living!"

Han Yingtian looked at the bodies of the three people coldly and said disdainfully.

But even though he thought about it, a smile still appeared on his face. The death of these three guys did not cause any loss to their martial arts village. On the contrary, Han Yiyi lost three more boosts.

Looking at Tang San on the stage, Han Yingtian lowered his eyes again. Is there no one here who can check and balance him?

At this moment, Han Yi, the second young master of Wudou Village, suddenly stood up. Under everyone's doubtful gazes, Han Yi sneered, pointed at Tang San and said, "Earlier today, you were the one who used your soul power to sneak into the main room. Are they the ones who stole important information about my martial arts?"

Tang San frowned and said nothing.

Hearing Han Yi's words, everyone seemed to understand something. If Tang San really went to the main room to steal information, then Wudou Village had every reason to kill him here!

Tang San thought for a moment, took a step on the stage, and said with a smile: "This is your Martial Arts Village. If you say I stole information, I am stealing intelligence. How can I still deny it?"

"Since you have stolen the information, you have to pay the corresponding price." Han Yi took a step forward, lowered his eyes, pointed at Tang San, and said in a cold voice: "Next, I will kill you personally. Boy , are you ready to die?"

"Han Yi is finally going to take action. It is rumored that he stole half of Han Yiyi's Blood Beads before. Now that he takes action again, as long as he defeats that kid, Han Yiyi will naturally hand over the other half of the Blood Beads!"

By now, everyone understood that without Tang San, Han Yiyi would not have been able to survive until now!

And what Han Yi wanted to do was to defeat Tang San.

Han Yi tiptoed and appeared on the high platform in an instant.

hum-

An invisible wave spread out, shocking the souls of everyone in the audience.

And Tang San also took a few steps back suddenly.

Whoa!

When everyone looked at the two people on the stage, they all showed a look of surprise.

"I really didn't expect that Han Yi would act so fiercely and domineeringly, without even giving that kid a chance to react!"

Han Yingtian clapped his palms together and said with a big smile: "Okay, he is indeed my adopted son. He acted decisively and did not disappoint his father!"

No one present, not even Tang San himself, thought that Han Yi would use his soul power as soon as he came on stage, without any warning at all.

"Boy, do you know how powerful I am now? I will tell you with my true skills next that the methods you used before were just tricks that didn't make sense."

Tang San raised his eyes slightly, then shook his robe sleeves, blowing away some dust, and chuckled: "It's just the soul power of the late stage of the illusion realm. Is this worth your arrogance?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang San closed his eyes fiercely, and with a thought, a majestic wave of soul power actually condensed a sharp water arrow, and shot towards Han Yi with a "whoosh" sound.

Wherever the water arrow passed, the surrounding air shook. The soul power contained in it actually pierced the soul power Han Yi had just released, and then shot into Han Yi's heavenly spirit without mercy. .

"what!"

Han Yi felt his spiritual consciousness swelling and pain, and his sea of ​​consciousness was twisted and deformed as if it had been hit by a boulder. It was almost about to explode, and he immediately let out a beast-like roar, which made everyone's hearts beat with fear.

"This……"

"It's so scary. What kind of power was that just now? Fortunately, it was completely aimed at Han Yi. If it was aimed at us, I'm afraid the end would be worse than him!"

Everyone was terrified, fearing that Tang San's water arrows would attack them, because the scene just now was really too terrifying.

Han Yingtian was also startled by Tang San's blow, and it took him a long time to recover. Looking at Han Yi with a distorted expression, he shouted and said: "Yi'er, be careful, this son's soul power is extremely strong, and he himself is even more powerful." A third-grade alchemist!"

As soon as Han Yingtian's words came out, not only Han Yi, but also Wei Qi, Li Cheng and others were stunned.

Although Han Yi has strong soul power, he does not have the talent to become an alchemist. Wei Qi and Li Cheng have only heard of a third-grade alchemist, but have never seen one, because looking at it, even in the entire southern country, there are not many third-grade alchemists. It will be more than one hand!

Originally Han Yingtian was just suspicious, but when Tang San skillfully used the soul pattern twice, and his soul power had reached the spiritual realm, Han Yingtian was already sure that Tang San must be a third-grade alchemist!

If so, then Han Yi would be in danger.

People often say that an alchemist has no power to restrain a chicken, but when an alchemist successfully condenses soul patterns, he himself becomes a murderous weapon!

"I understand now, it's too late." Tang San said indifferently, and his soul power was completely released, and an extremely powerful pressure swept towards Han Yi.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant. If you push this young master into a hurry, I..."

Before Han Yi finished speaking, Tang San snorted coldly and turned a deaf ear. His soul power turned into a dozen water-shaped sharp needles and shot toward Han Yi.