The legend of otherworldly comprehension

"Asshole! Don't think that I will lose to you, I still have a trump card." Han Haoxi got up, took out a small jade bottle, poured out several pills, and swallowed them all in one breath.

As mentioned before, when he went to the Han family as a "tribe envoy", he gave Han Tianxiao some potions, including potions that could restore a certain amount of magic power. At this moment, he swallowed several pills at once. It seemed that he was going to

Working hard.

Objectively speaking, Hanhao Xitun's potion was pretty good, at least it restored 10% to 20% of his magic power. Now he has magic power to support the energy expenditure of inner armor defense, and he looks arrogant again.

Seeing that the other party had taken a lot of potions and recovered some of his magic power, Ye Haotian thought to himself: Sure enough, he still had a trump card, and it was probably a potion that restored his magic power.

"I didn't expect that you also have a recovery potion. It just so happens that I also have a recovery potion here. Now let's see whose potion has the recovery effect." Ye Haotian smiled playfully and said very relaxedly, and then he took it out too.

Take a pill of recovery and drink it.

After several rounds of high-intensity fighting, Ye Haotian's consumption was not small, especially the "fireball explosion" just now. Although it was released through the sword of ice and fire, it also consumed more than 50% of his spiritual power. He also needed

be replenished to maintain a relatively good condition and respond to possible emergencies at any time.

As the spirit-restoring pill entered his belly, traces of spiritual power quickly entered his dantian, and Ye Haotian's aura also picked up again.

"How could he also have a recovery potion? No! This is not true. The recovery potion is so precious. How could he have it? It's impossible!"

Han Haoxi saw that after Ye Haotian took a pill, his aura quickly rebounded, and he obviously recovered a lot of "fighting energy". This was unbearable for him. His eyes were splitting, and he kept roaring in his heart.

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"Come on, let's show off now!"

After his spiritual power was greatly restored, Ye Haotian became more murderous. He had already raised the sword of ice and fire, intending to end Han Haoxi in one fell swoop. In fact, he also knew that this was an impossible task, at least for now.

Because there is another terrifying strong man here.

"Such an arrogant guy actually wants to kill himself. What a fool's errand! And I am a noble heaven-level warrior, so there is no way I could lose to a lowly commoner!"

Feeling the fierce murderous intent released by Ye Haotian, Han Haoxi was furious. Although the pain on his body was unbearable and he was furious, his mind regained consciousness at this moment.

Relying on the magic power generated by taking the recovery potion, Han Haoxi planned to make a last ditch effort. He activated the remaining magic power in his body and started singing.

"Great Ice Elf King, the master of the thousands of miles of ice fields, give me your power, the pure sword, to destroy the evil in front of me..."

"Are you annoyed? All you can do is sing here and there. This is not a place for you to show off your singing voice. This is not a place for you to sing whenever you want. Do you think you sing beautifully? Tsk!" Ye Hao

Tian had a look of disdain on his face, and before Han Haoxi finished chanting the magic spell, he sneered loudly.

Then, without waiting for the opponent to continue chanting the spell, he launched an attack on the enemy.

When Han Haoxi saw the long sword coming, he didn't care to continue singing. He hurriedly activated the small amount of magic power left in his body to focus on his inner armor.

"Well!" A loud noise!

Immediately after a huge force, it hit a fierce impact on the already very weak halo! The halo was quickly disintegrated!

And this time, although there is no completely chilly -chilled defense inner armor, he can no longer maintain the defense function of the inner armor.

Seeing the enemy's weakness, Ye Hao Tian didn't plan to let him go easily.

"Taste the punch of your master!"

Once again, he came to Han Yanxi, and he fought fiercely on the other side.

"Well!" He groaned, Han Yanxi felt that his body seemed to be hit hard by a weird force, and then he couldn't control it towards the back!

The strength of this punch is very powerful, and it has urged the true gas. There is a raging force that enters Han Zixi's body and bursts out, as if a bomb in Han Zixi has a bomb.

It is as painful as it is to tear.

"ah..."

Han Yanxi issued a pig -like howling again, and his body also flew out, flying for ten meters away for ten meters.

"Huh!" Almost everyone was stunned, and he took air -conditioned air!

One blow! Just one blow, hit a genius magician, and is still a strong man who reaches the heavenly step. What kind of strength is this!

The heavenly magician was defeated by a person with only "eight steps"?

Is this really happening?

Seeing this situation, people around you can't believe it!

But all this has not ended.

Breaking the water dog!

Immediately afterwards, a red light that released the hot energy appeared again in front of Han Zixi. In the flashing light, the magnificent hot energy could almost melt everything!

What is even more terrible is that an extremely sharp sword is hidden in the dazzling light. The sword is mixed with the rolling fire and the outbreak of a fierce murderous.

In the hot red light, the energy of the fire attribute poured down, and Han Ji felt that he was completely shrouded in the majestic and hot energy, which made him breathing extremely difficult.

Feeling all this, Han Na Xi has fallen into fear. It is the fear of death and deep fear!

Ye Haotian also did not wait for Han Yanxi to respond, and the long sword in his hand had split the other party!

Just as Ye Haotian was about to launch a fatal blow, an old man appeared in front of him like a ghost, followed by a vast pressure, and at the same time, there was an impeller in front of him.

wall.

This wall is not real, but a barrier built by Sitangda with the power of the soul. This wall easily prevented Ye Haotian's long sword, and all his attack energy dissipated and invisible.

At this time, Sitangda suddenly appeared, thus saving Han Na Xi's life.

At this moment, it seemed to know that he had to be saved. Han Yanxi fell on the ground, but his face was still pale. Then, "fluttering", he fell to the ground, and he had no effort to keep vertical.

The state of being able to lie on the ground can only be lying sideways, because this is "the most labor -saving".

"Young people, your performance is indeed surprising," Si Tangda looked at Ye Haotian at a close range, and said with a gloomy face, but he only said that he did not mention his actions just now.

"Thank you, thank you! I don't know who you are, and what does this matter have to do with you?" Ye Haotian asked knowingly while resisting the other party's pressure.

In fact, he did not know the real relationship between the old man in front of him and Han Haoxi, but he understood that if he could prevent him from killing Han Haoxi, their relationship would definitely not be that simple.

"He is my student, and I am his teacher. Do you think it matters?" Stendhal replied coldly, and the pressure exerted on Ye Haotian did not decrease for a moment.

I see, no wonder this person suddenly appeared and stopped me from killing Han Haoxi. It seems I have to be careful. Knowing the identity of the old man, Ye Haotian thought to himself, and his expression turned grim.

"As a senior, you intervened in the battle between the juniors and attacked a young man like me. Don't you think this is shameful? Isn't this fair and honorable?" Ye Haotian also asked coldly.

Said, he was obviously referring to the pressure released by the other party, which made him extremely hard.

"You, a despicable person, are not worthy of entangling Miss Hanshuang. You should have left Miss Hanshuang and gone far away. It is only natural for me to teach you a lesson."

Stendhal was worthy of being Han Haoxi's teacher. He was as arrogant and unreasonable as his students, and the words they both said were exactly the same. But he was surprised again. He found that his coercion could not make the young man fall to the ground.

On the contrary, he could still communicate with himself freely. This made him more certain that Ye Haotian had a bigger secret.

But he really guessed it right. Ye Haotian does have a magic weapon that can reduce or even shield the pressure of the soul, and that is the ring of the soul. Otherwise, Ye Haotian would not be able to face him so "easily".

In fact, Ye Haotian himself did not want to reveal that he had the means to reduce the pressure of the soul, but there was nothing he could do about it. As long as he was under pressure from the soul or even attacked by the soul, the ring of the mind would react automatically and was not under his control.

However, Ye Haotian still pretends to be very "hardworking" now. He is already sweating profusely! He also wipes the sweat from time to time.

"Hmph, no wonder that student of yours is so despicable and shameless, doing some sneak attacks. It turns out that he has an equally despicable and shameless teacher. Today is an eye-opener!" Ye Haotian even scolded tit for tat, and did not give any hint.

The other party was merciless and his tone was extremely sarcastic and mocking.

"Asshole! I know that you are not simple, and I also know that you have a teacher, but I don't care who you are or who your teacher is, but today you try to hurt the special envoy of the Han clan, you will not be punished! Stop me

You take it for granted."

"The young master doesn't care what his identity is, let alone who his teacher is, and everyone present can clearly see that he was the one who attacked the young master first. If he dares to attack the young master, he will die!" Ye!

Not to be outdone, Haotian looked at Han Haoxi lying on the ground and imitated the other person's tone of voice and shouted angrily.

The old man and the young man started yelling at each other. Although Stendhal bullied the weak with his old age and his imposing manner, Ye Haotian was not afraid and retaliated with tooth, which made this scolding very interesting, and

It is of great ornamental value and makes everyone surprised and excited.

It can be said that Ye Haotian's curse words were precise and precise, like laser-guided bombs. Each word hit Stendhal's vital parts accurately. The curse made Stendhal smoke from his orifices and tremble all over.