Fantasy: The Strongest Red Famous Village

This momentum was too terrifying, like an ancient ferocious beast crawling here. The pressure alone made the old man sweat profusely and turn pale.

Others are even more miserable.

Whether they were players or NPCs, everyone in the entire hall was stiff and unable to move, and those mortals who had not become monks lay directly on the ground!

They wondered if all their bones would be broken if they forced themselves to stand!

"What's this?"

The old man didn't dare to take a breath, so he carefully and slowly raised his head and looked up.

He felt this momentum coming from above!

However, nothing was seen.

"Is it a strong man from the Intel family? It shouldn't be. According to the investigation data, the strongest person in the Jialan Holy City is Mang Qianchi, the dean of Naganan College. But even if he is

The momentum cannot be so terrifying!"

The thoughts in the old man's mind were spinning crazily, and he was secretly wondering if he had offended some big shot?

This is really not necessarily the case.

Because, in the past month, I don’t know how many hidden sects and hidden families have been born, and many of them have terrifying forces. Some of them, even the An family is not willing to provoke easily!

"Could it be that I met a strong man with a moody temperament?" The corners of the old man's eyes twitched.

This kind of moody strong man is the most terrifying, because one second he smiles at you, and the next second he may suddenly change his face and kill you with one finger!

The old man wondered if his attitude just now made the strong man unhappy?

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and said: "Senior, forgive me! I am a member of the immortal royal family - the An family. My attitude just now was too arrogant. It was really because I was brutally killed, and I felt angry for a moment!"

"This junior has realized his mistake. I hope my senior will spare me this time for the sake of our An clan!"

"Are you aware of your mistake?"

A faint voice sounded, "Then slap it yourself."

"yes!"

The old man from the An family was overjoyed. He stretched out his hand without hesitation and slapped himself hard on the face. His cheeks suddenly became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was obvious that he really hit him and did not dare to neglect.

Then, he said respectfully: "Senior, are you still satisfied?"

"Not satisfied."

The faint voice sounded again, and the old man vaguely felt that it sounded familiar, but he did not dare to think too much at this time. He gritted his teeth and slapped himself hard on the face again.

In order to survive, what does face mean?

As for the people who saw him slapped in the face...the old man's eyes were a little cold, and he glanced at everyone slightly, and his murderous intention flashed away.

"Dare to ask the seniors"

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Are you still satisfied?"

"Not satisfied."

The faint voice had a hint of teasing, "You want me to be satisfied? It's easy, just chop off the head yourself. 27

brush!

The old man's expression suddenly changed.

He was about to say something, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw Jiang Han standing quietly not far away. He was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly thought of something, and his face suddenly turned livid.

"Just now, was it you who was talking!?"

"Hey, you finally found it?"

There was a hint of mockery in the corner of Jiang Han's mouth, "What a wonderful slap in the face performance. Congratulations, you won the Best Idiot Award. Senior, how about I give you, an obedient junior, ten honors?"

Trophy?”

"you wanna die!"

The face of the old man An's family turned red. He didn't know whether he was red from his own slap or because he was angry.

He was almost mad that he was being played by an ant in his eyes, and he wanted to slap him to death... However, he didn't dare to move now (bacj) because he didn't know who the unknown strong man was. What do you mean!

Suddenly, the old man was stunned and looked at Jiang Han in disbelief, "How can you move?"

"Why can't I move?"

Jiang Han stared at the old man with a half-smile.

"VR..."

At this moment, the old man finally panicked, because he noticed that not only the ant in front of him could move, but the dirty little girl behind him was not affected by this terrifying momentum at all!

Could it be said that this terrifying strong man came here specifically to protect this ant?

Thinking of this, the old man broke into cold sweat all over his body.

He really couldn't think of other possibilities, otherwise why could the two people opposite him stand firmly and move freely without being affected at all!

You know, even he feels that it is difficult to move easily under such momentum.

"how do I?"

Jiang Han walked a few steps towards the old man with a leisurely pace, and stopped about five meters away. "Are you trying to beg for mercy from me again, and then smack yourself?"

"You...who are you?" The old man's voice trembled.

He was really scared!

The fact that the other party had such a terrifying strong man to protect him made him almost regretful in his intestines. At the same time, he was filled with hatred. That damn intelligence officer said that this person was just a guy who got lucky and had no background... ….…

Did he step on a dog's shit? This person who stepped on a horse definitely stepped on a real dragon's shit!

"you guess?"

Jiang Han smiled slightly.

He stared at the old man, reached out and pulled out the novice iron sword, and then the smile on his lips gradually turned cold: "My junior, do you think my broken iron sword can cut off your head?"

"You!" The old man's expression suddenly changed.

Suddenly, he raised his head, stared at the empty dome of the hall, and growled with a ferocious face: "Senior! Do you have to be an enemy of my An family for him? You must know that my An family is an immortal royal family. It is the existence that gave birth to the Immortal King!"

"You have a high level of cultivation, so you should clearly understand what the Immortal King represents!"

No one answered.

Of course no one answered, because Jiang Han just released the corpse of a ferocious beast directly outside the dome of the hall. This terrifying pressure was just emanating from the corpse of that ferocious beast!

After waiting for a few seconds, a look of despair appeared on the old man's face.

But soon, this despair turned into viciousness and rage. He roared and rushed towards Jiang Han like a desperate wolf.

"Even if I am going to die, I will hold you back!".