Cultivation Starts From BTTH

Chapter 276 You will die

In the sky above the abyss of Karma, Yan Yue's faint voice spread quickly, but in the dullness there was an undisguised domineering meaning.

He said, "Shenjun Ancient Mansion, he wants it!"

With that said, where are the Heavens Pride in the Southern Wilderness present?

"Your Excellency is a bit too overbearing. It's an opportunity in the ancient mansion. Everyone can go in and try it. Why do you want to eat it alone?"

At this moment, a beautiful figure stood up, with a majestic and noble temperament between her brows. She held a secluded cold spear, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked directly at Yanyue above, her tone was a little cold.

"Because I am from Shenzhou, Donghuang!"

Yan Yue's indifferent gaze immediately swept to Qin Mengyi, his tone was flat, but he was arrogant. Donghuang, the leader of the four deserts in China, the sect forces there, Heavens Pride characters, are not comparable to Nanhuang at all.

Hearing Yanyue's words, many of the younger generation in the Southern Wilderness were also shocked. The Eastern Wilderness in China was naturally mentioned by the Patriarchs. The vast China is divided into four wastelands, and each wasteland is separated from each other. In the endless area, the four wastes are headed by the Eastern Wasteland. I did not expect this young man to come from the Eastern Wasteland.

"In front of the opportunity of the ancient mansion, no matter who is in the desert, everything, speak with strength. If you say you want this ancient mansion, then show some real skills!" At this time, Xia Huang's tall body stood up, he He doesn't like nonsense and wants to seize the opportunity. He has no opinion, as long as he has the strength.

Boom!

After speaking, Xia Huang's tall and sturdy body jumped up, and then stood proudly in the void. He held a blood-colored sword with extraordinary aura. Although he was defeated by Xiao Han, it did not dampen his confidence. He did It is Heavens Pride character, Xiao Han defeated him, it can only be said that Xiao Han is more enchanting than him, he has nothing to say.

"To deal with you, Brother He Xu Yanyue will take action."

Seeing Xia Huang stand up, a black young man behind Yan Yue came out immediately. He was carrying a sword, a black sword, cold and pitch-black, full of blood.

That is, the sword that kills!

"Go ahead!" The black-clothed youth swept into the void and stood opposite Xia Huang. His eyes swept over Xia Huang lightly. Those eyes were confident and indifferent, as if he had never put Xia Huang in his eyes.

But in the eyes of everyone, that look was full of contempt, and he had never looked at Xia Huang directly.

"Bring out the sword!" Xia Huang raised the blood-red sword, and the sword intent swept all over his body as he said indifferently.

"You, you are not worthy of my sword!" The young man in black said lightly, with strong confidence in his tone.

Boom!

Hearing this, Xia Huang's expression turned cold, and he stopped talking nonsense. The soles of his feet slammed into the void, and the space was turbulent. He took the big knife and killed the young man in black. diffuse out.

Seeing Xia Huang coming with a knife, the black-clothed youth did not move, but simply looked at the menacing Xia Huang.

Xia Huang's blood-red big knife arrived in an instant. When the big knife was about to slash at the head of the black-clothed youth, the latter moved, his palm raised, and then under the surprised eyes of everyone, he directly pinched it with his two fingers. Xia Huang's sword.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Everyone in the field was shocked, only those in Donghuang looked calm, as if everything was natural.

Keng!

At this moment, the black-clothed young man's eyes narrowed, his fingers were slightly forced, and in an instant, a harsh metal breaking sound rang out.

Knife, broken.

"Nanhuang Heavens Pride character?" The black-clothed youth glanced at Xia Huang lightly, with a sarcastic expression on the corner of his mouth, and then he flicked his fingers, and the shattering blade in his hand flew directly towards Xia Huang's body.

"Pfft!"

With this blow, Xia Huang's body immediately fell from the void. If his body wasn't strong enough, the blade would probably have pierced through his body directly, but for that matter, the blade was still inserted into his chest, dripping with blood. , was also severely damaged.

"This?"

Seeing this, all the younger generations of Nanhuang were stunned, with shocked expressions on their faces. It was unbelievable. Xia Huang of 8-Star Dou Venerable, in the hands of this black-clothed youth, was so vulnerable?

At this moment, those who have been to the Thousand Layers Waterfall suddenly thought of Xiao Han. Before, Xiao Han also defeated Xia Huang with one punch. Of course, this does not mean that this black-clothed youth is stronger than Xiao Han.

After all, they haven't fought yet.

"So, are you qualified to let you go?"

Black-clothed blue shirts stand proudly in the void, glanced at the younger generation of Nanhuang with contempt, and the tone is extremely rebellious. The younger generation of Nanhuang, he directly let them go, this is an undisguised humiliation!

In the crowd, Moyin's beautiful eyes were cold and a little eager to move. She was also a native of the Southern Wilderness. She couldn't bear to watch this young man in black so arrogant.

But when the magic sound was about to rush out, Medusa on the side grabbed her and shook her head slightly at her. Naturally, she noticed the strength of the black-clothed youth. He didn't even draw his sword, and 8-Star Dou Venerable was defeated. , What if the sword is drawn?

That, is a killing sword.

Medusa is worried that something happened to the magic sound, and if that's the case, she can't explain it to Xiao Han.

Seeing Medusa holding her back, the magic sound was also stagnant, and she naturally understood the former's worries, and then she snorted coldly and did not step forward.

"Where did that guy go, why hasn't he shown up yet?" The magic voice whispered, and his eyes glanced at the crowd again.

"Don't worry, he came to Shenzhou for Shenbing, and he will come to this ancient palace of Shenjun." Medusa's beautiful eyes flashed and said.

After the black-clothed youth's words fell, there was silence in the field. After seeing his strength, no one dared to go forward easily. This black-clothed youth is very dangerous. In addition, the red-haired youth has never made a move, so he is the group of people. The leader of the group, one can imagine how terrifying the strength of this group is.

laugh!

After a moment of silence, it was broken by the sonic boom of a long spear whistling into the void.

Everyone's eyes quickly looked over, and they saw a figure swept into the void, with a noble temperament and a majesty between her eyebrows. She held a cold spear and stood proudly.

It is Princess Qin, Qin Mengyi,

She wants to try it!

"Nanhuang, as expected of a barbarian land, the so-called Heavens Pride is not as brave as a woman!" The black-clothed youth glanced at Qin Mengyi, and then a sarcastic smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth. His meaning was very clear.

Southern Wilderness, no one!

All the men in the Southern Wilderness below were gnashing their teeth. These words were particularly harsh, but facing the strength of this black-clothed youth, even if they went up to fight, they would only bring their own humiliation.

In fact, just as the young man in black said, the quality of Heavens Pride in the Southern Wilderness, the barbarian land, is not comparable to the prosperous land in the Eastern Wilderness.

"This beauty, go down, you are not my opponent, so as not to hurt you!" The young man in black stood with his hands behind his back and said.

"Is it an opponent? Let's try it out!" Qin Meng's eyes narrowed, and the Youhan Long Spear was picked up in his hand, causing a burst of gorgeous spear flowers.

Roar!

The next moment, her secluded long spear suddenly pierced, the spear shot out like a dragon, and a phantom of an ice-blue giant dragon suddenly shot towards the black-clothed youth. It suddenly dropped a lot at this moment.

Seeing this, the black-clothed young man stopped talking nonsense. He raised his palm, and a mysterious handprint immediately slammed out, instantly hitting the head of the flying giant dragon, and the phantom of the giant dragon instantly turned into the sky. The light dissipated.

He slapped the phantom of the scattered giant dragon with one palm, but the young man in black did not stop moving. His figure flashed at an extremely fast speed, and instantly appeared behind Qin Mengyi, and shot it out with another slap.

"Pfft!"

The difference in strength between the two was too great, Qin Mengyi didn't react at all, and was photographed by the young man in black from the void.

Lost again, still so miserable.

call out!

At this time, a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded in the void, and a stream of light quickly swept from the distant sky, and in the breath, the figure had already swept over the field.

I saw that figure stretched out his hands and caught Qin Mengyi who had fallen into the void.

The pupils of the people in the Southern Wilderness below shrank, and naturally they recognized the figure immediately.

"It's Xiao Han!" Someone exclaimed, especially those who had seen Xiao Han defeat Xia Huang with one punch before, and their eyes also unknowingly filled with a bit of fiery color, if Xiao Han shot, can he defeat Xia Huang The young man in black?

"This guy, is it finally here..." Seeing Xiao Han's appearance, Medusa and Moyin's beautiful eyes also had a smile on their faces. They had naturally heard about the rumors about Xiao Han's presence in the historic site. , the strength of this guy is becoming more and more unfathomable, even they don't have the ability to fight Xiao Han.

"Last time I was drunk on a beauty's knees, this time the beauty is in her arms. It's interesting, Your Royal Highness." Xiao Han looked down at the beauty in his arms, a smile appeared on his face, and joked.

"You!" Hearing this, Qin Mengyi blushed. This guy said this in front of so many people, which made her a little ashamed. Then she quickly broke free from Xiao Han's arms, and then shyly swept back. In the crowd below, Xiao Han with beautiful eyes still staring at the sky.

There was still the charming body fragrance of the soft and tender body in his arms, which made Xiao Han chuckle lightly, then turned around and looked at the young man in black with the long sword on his back.

"Draw your sword, otherwise, you will die!" Xiao Han said lightly.

The words are very simple, but they are extraordinarily sharp.

Hearing this, the spirits of everyone in Nanhuang were also lifted, and their eyes were a little frantic. In terms of arrogance, Xiao Han was not defeated by this black-clothed youth.

At this moment, in the face of this black-clothed youth's provocation to the people of the Southern Wilderness, Xiao Han's response naturally won the hearts of the people.

Xiao Han, the descendant of the Sword Saint, has the talent to suppress a generation. Similarly, in a sense, he is also the representative of the younger generation of Nanhuang today, and he is not one of them.

This battle is not just Xiao Han's personal battle, but represents the entire Southern Wilderness.

Xiao Han, what people want!

(End of this chapter)