Urban Hidden Dragon

The killing cries were deafening.

But after the young trail appeared.

It seems that the whole world has become quiet.

All eyes were focused on him.

The wind howled.

The robe on young Xiaodao swayed in the wind.

The slightly thin body swayed left and right with the strong wind, as if it could be blown down by the strong wind.

But it seems like a roly-poly.

It seems to coincide with some kind of law between heaven and earth.

The whole person seems to be integrated into the nature of heaven and earth.

The strong wind ruffled some strands of hair hanging down the path.

That handsome face added a touch of splendor.

The wise man's face changed drastically for the first time when he saw young Xiaodao.

There is no other reason.

He couldn't see the realm of Xiaodao.

The trail is like an ordinary person.

He stood there with a calm expression mixed with a bit of laziness.

But it was this that made the wise man feel troubled.

A feeling of palpitations arises spontaneously.

Although this feeling is not as frightening as the madness and violence of Wang Handa's gang, nor is it as fierce and domineering as the unparalleled genius in the past, which makes the whole body tremble, but it is this kind of calmness that gives people a heavy and suffocating oppression. feel.

Under the constant squeeze of that sense of oppression.

There is only one word of evaluation left in the mind of the wise man.

powerful!

Wang Han rubbed his chest.

He casually wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand and smiled at the wise man with his blood-stained teeth.

"Report me, I have someone from the Immortal Cultivation Group here."

The people watching in the live broadcast room were all so surprised that they couldn't help themselves.

"It's actually the Little Heavenly Master!"

"The little Heavenly Master has come out, why should I scold him!"

"Why do you feel that the Little Heavenly Master is stronger than before? Can any senior analyze it?"

"The little Celestial Master's skills are so profound that ordinary people cannot describe them."

"If nothing else, the little Celestial Master feels very strong just by standing there!"

"In the entire young generation of the world, the only man I admire is the Little Heavenly Master!"

"That's not right. The live broadcast room was full of curses just now. Why is it that everything is different as soon as the Little Heavenly Master comes out?"

“The gap between people is really as big as the gap between humans and dogs!”

"As soon as the little Heavenly Master came out, Aiwujiwu was in awe. At this moment, Wang Han, this bitch, looked much more handsome."

"I don't want Little Heavenly Master to lose, but I'm also afraid that this piece of shit Wang Han will win."

"Do you understand, can you analyze who is better between the Little Heavenly Master and that one?"

"It feels like they are almost the same."

The wise man's expression was as gloomy as water.

He crossed his arms on his chest, closed his eyes and muttered something unknown.

Wang Han pricked his ears and listened.

The language that Jili Gulu spoke was completely unknown to Wang Han.

It only takes a few seconds.

After the wise man opened his eyes, his blue eyes became colder and colder.

Wang Han turned his eyes.

Keenly aware of the many wise men on the battlefield whose eyes were covered with mist, their eyes instantly regained their clarity.

And the wise man not far away suddenly surged in momentum.

The wise man's hands slowly emerged from his wide sleeves.

The hands were as gray as death.

"When the global standings were drawn up before, you were originally a wise man candidate appointed by the great prophet. Now it seems that it is beyond control, so you can no longer live."

The wise man spoke and took the lead in attacking Yu Nian.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Yu Nian.

A fist as big as a casserole hit Yu Nian.

The muscles in his arms were bulging like horned dragons, filled with an explosive sense of power.

When his fist touched Yu Nian's body, Yu Nian flew back.

It feels like it was hit but it also feels like it wasn't hit.

The wise man chased Yu Nian and bombarded him wildly.

The rest of the year keeps retreating.

It felt like punching a plastic bag.

No matter how hard the person hit him, the plastic bag just floated around without feeling any pain.

The wind became louder.

Wang Han held the knife.

Free from the battlefield, clean up the members of Tianzhi from time to time.

Except for those men in black robes, ordinary members of the Tianzhi will still die if their heads are chopped off, but after death, the remaining ones alive will become stronger. I feel that this scene is very strange, as if the power changes after death. Received by others.

Wang Han kept his eyes on Yu Nian.

Every time I see Yu Nian.

Yu Nian's skill will skyrocket.

Previously, Yu Nian was self-effacing and said that he was just resting on his laurels.

But even if you want to rest on your laurels, you must have the ability to rest on your laurels.

The wise man's attack was airtight, with both fists, whips, legs, elbows and knees, hitting Yu Nian like a rain of bananas.

Make full use of your physical skills.

Yu Nian was still flying in the direction of the wise man's attack like a plastic bag.

Wang Han glanced in the direction of Ya Lao.

In the sixth year of junior high school, the integration has improved again. Although Ya Lao can be beaten by Ya Lao, Ya Lao is not a vegetarian, and the two of them fight back and forth.

According to what Di Lao told Wang Han before, Ya Lao should be driven from the south to add fire to the Brahma Gate.

Wang Han had a vague feeling that Di Lao didn't just want to drag Brahma Men into the water and fight against the axis of heaven.

There is something in having Zu'an Living Buddha Chen Xuan buried in the designated place of the Brahma Gate.

Tianzhi's main battlefield was contained abroad.

No matter how many people there are in the country.

But after all, this is Wang Han's main battlefield.

The information network was paralyzed.

In addition, Wang Han's Jianghu Military Department takes advantage of both sides.

When I come back this time.

Wang Han mobilized a batch of modified god-slaughter guns that were specifically targeted at the axis of heaven and came back.

After Wang Han's observation, all those who had been shot by the God of Slaughter were killed.

It seems that the power after death cannot be transferred to others.

boom!

A huge sonic boom sounded.

All eyes were focused on the wise man and Yu Nian.

The wise man's blue eyes were extremely cold.

No matter how hard he tried, it seemed like every blow hit Yu Nian hard.

But he knew it very well in his heart.

It just got on my clothes.

All the power was dumped onto the ground.

The young man's unhurried attitude frightened him.

I always feel like something big is brewing in this lane.

No one in the live broadcast room could understand it.

"Why do you always feel like the little Celestial Master is being beaten?"

"Can anyone explain to me why the little Celestial Master only defends but does not attack?"

"If it were Wang Han, then I would immediately start mocking him as a piece of trash, but this is the Little Heavenly Master. I think he is observing the enemy's shortcomings."

"Although, objectively speaking, it is just my family opinion. My parents are still alive, my ancestral graves are safe, I have correct outlook on life, and I love the motherland. I am just expressing my personal opinion. I think that although the Little Heavenly Master is very strong, his enemies are He’s not weak either, the little Heavenly Master is young after all, so even if he can’t defeat him, there’s nothing wrong with him, right?”

"Yes! It's not Wang Han. Even if he loses, the Little Heavenly Master is still the pinnacle of the younger generation. Don't be too harsh on the Little Heavenly Master."

"Indeed, after all, age is here. Even if you can't beat him, it's normal. If you give the little Tianshi a little more time, he will definitely be able to press the opponent to the ground and rub him!"

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room has never been better.

The Wise Man's attack frequency has increased to a higher level than before.

His blue eyes were full of murderous intent that could not be concealed.

Yu Nian suddenly stopped.

Look at the wise man calmly.

"If Xiaodao's guess is correct, your powers can be shared, right?"

The wise man smiled and said, "So what if you see it, a wise man cannot be killed."

The wind howled.

Yu Nian's thin body swayed gently in the wind.

After this for many years, the sky has been filled with thick clouds, and now it is even thicker than ink.

"If you can't kill others, what does it have to do with the trail?"

Yu Nian raised his hand!

Palms facing the sky!

The wind suddenly rises!

The thunder is mighty!