Martial God Sovereign

A disgusting smirk appeared on the man's face.

"Otherwise, what?" Han Fengwu resisted his anger, as Han Xiaomo of Nine Sun Continent, when did he suffer such bird air. But now the environment is special, she can only hold back temporarily.

"Hmph, otherwise, all the men will be killed, and the women will catch them and go to warm the bed!" The killing flashed across the man's eyes. He glanced over Han Sisi and Han Xiaoxiao, and it was bright again. I didn't expect that the other two had different temperaments, but they were all peerless beauties.

Suddenly, the evil thoughts in my heart became stronger.

"Shameless person, dare to hit my sister and sister's idea, you are tired of living!" Han Jiuyang exploded and rushed out with a boom, as if stars fell into the void.

"Oh, it turned out to be a sister flower, I like it better. Wu Gui, kill him for me!" the man shouted.

Behind the man, a slightly older man walked out with two terrifying rays of light like swords in his eyes.

"A kid who has just broken through the early stage of the true **** dare to make a mistake, die!"

Wu Gui yelled and shook his body. The powerful aura of the true **** mid-stage was swept away, and then he reached out his right hand and slapped Han Jiuyang with a palm.

The left hand was on his back, as if he was about to slap an ant.

Although the difference between the middle stage of the true **** and the early stage of the true **** is only a small difference, the actual difference is tens of thousands of miles. So Wu Gui is so normal.

Although Wu Gui's revealed cultivation base was higher than that of Han Jiuyang, neither Han Jiuyang nor the other children of the Han family had much fluctuation.

I saw Han Jiuyang clenched his fist and blasted Wu Gui's palm with a punch.

"The pearl of rice also shines?" Wu Gui curled his lips in disdain.

"boom!"

Han Jiuyang's fist fiercely hit Wu Gui's palm. The color of disdain on Wu Gui's face instantly solidified, revealing a touch of pain.

The palm of his hand actually exploded, and then Han Jiuyang, like a tiger descending the mountain, threw himself in front of Wu Gui, shaking his fists, and his **** skills were overwhelming.

"Boom boom boom!"

Han Jiuyang hit Wu Gui's body with three punches in succession. Wu Gui screamed and flew upside down. In the process of flying upside down, his body exploded, leaving only one head, showing a look of horror.

"how is this possible?"

"He actually smashed Wu Gui?"

Everyone in the Wu family was stunned.

"Dare to hit my sister and younger sister's attention, this is the end!" Han Jiuyang stood in the air, long hair floating, and his eyes sharp.

Everyone in the Wu family was shaken.

"Boy, can you dare to report your name?" Wu Renlun, the grandson of the head of the Wu family, asked with a gloomy expression.

"I, Han Jiuyang, my father is Han Yu!" Han Jiuyang said every word, his voice was sonorous and deafening.

"Nine Suns' Heavenly Dao Domineering Fist already has a father's taste!" Han Huangsheng sighed behind him.

"It's not just that Tiandao Tyrant Fist has the taste of a father, and the whole person is becoming more and more like a father. We are five sisters and brothers. If we talk about who is most like a father, then it must be Jiuyang." Han Fengwu looked cold and appreciative. .

Although Han Yu’s name has been passed down the world recently, people like Wu Renlun are too low-level to get in touch with Han Yu’s level. He snorted coldly, “No matter what your background, it’s yours who provoke me today. Dead time!"

Suddenly, a phantom flashed out of the crowd and appeared next to Wu Renlun. It was a middle-aged man with a dashing back.

"Wu Gang, I don't want someone to ruin my good deeds!" Wu Renlun said coldly at the man who flashed out.

Without a word, the man rushed towards Han Jiuyang like a ghost, and reached Han Jiuyang's side with a few flashes.

"Be careful of Jiuyang!" Han Fengwu and Han Huangsheng both stared.

"Don't worry about older sisters and brothers, the younger generation is not enough!" Han Jiuyang was full of vigor and fighting spirit.

"boom!"

The two hit each other, and a terrifying wave swept through the sky.

Han Jiuyang snorted and flew backwards, his face instantly turning pale. But Wu Gang still chased Han Jiuyang like a ghost.

"Late True God?"

Everyone was shocked.

"Bah, what about the late True God?" Han Jiuyang roared arrogantly, his figure flashed, and his speed instantly became several times faster, not much worse than Wu Gang.

After moving away from Wu Gang, Han Jiuyang shouted and quickly formed seals with both hands.

"The first form of rebellious life, Qian Kun!"

"boom!"

A strange space suddenly formed, covering Wu Gang. Then the world collapsed, like the end of the world.

Wu Gang fell out of it, his face turned pale.

Everyone in the Wu family was stunned. A kid from the early stage of the True God actually injured the strong man in the late stage of the True God, which was almost a dream.

"dead!"

Wu Gang jumped like thunder and hugged his hands into the void, forming a big seal in front of him like lightning, and smashed at Han Jiuyang fiercely.

Han Jiuyang had just performed the first form of rebellious life. He was powerless and smashed into the air, vomiting blood.

"nine Sun?"

"Brother Jiuyang!"

The children of the Han family screamed in fright.

"Child, although you are somewhat capable, but you want to fight against Lao Tzu, you are still a little tender!" Wu Gang instantly came down like a tiger and rushed to Han Jiuyang.

"Bah, if I have your cultivation base, I will slaughter you like a dog!" Han Jiuyang spat out bloody, unreliable.

"Also dare to be tough and die!"

Wu Gang's face was gloomy and murderous. Nine punches blasted out like lightning, and the nine fist marks rushed toward Han Jiuyang like a beast.

Han Jiuyang's face changed and changed again, his current situation, it was difficult to stop the blow.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, a strange light fell and filled the front of Han Jiuyang. In an instant, Han Jiuyang's front became very chaotic, as if countless masters were fighting there, turning the void into a pot of porridge. .

After the nine fist marks flew into the void, they were as if they had entered a meat grinder, and they were quickly wiped out into ashes. "Huh?" Wu Gang was startled. Such a method is still the only thing he has seen in his life. Sweeping his gaze in one direction, he saw a very low-key man over there raising his hand, a strange light flew into his body, and the turbulent void in front of Han Jiuyang returned to calm. And Han Jiuyang was also caught by that man

Zi pulled to the side.

This man is no one else, but Han Huangsheng.

"We have made way for you, why be aggressive?" Han Huangsheng said coldly with a sullen face.

"Boy, it's no longer a matter of giving way and not giving way. Obediently let your three sisters serve my young master, and you can spare you not to die, otherwise you two men will go to **** today!" Wu Gang threatened viciously. .

He didn't rush to do it for a while, Han Huangsheng's hand just now surprised him. "We didn't want to cause trouble, but if that's the case, all of you, stay here today!" Han Huangsheng's calm and sophisticated face was suddenly covered with frost, and a pair of dim eyes suddenly shot out murderous cold light.