I didn't expect Han Song to come to such a scoundrel's hand, when Wang Yue swung his knife to break the tree pole, Han Song had already run out dozens of meters away.

"Oh, I really can't understand you......"

The corners of Wang Yue's mouth twitched and spit out a sentence, he thought that Han Song was going to start working hard, but this guy was actually ready to run away.

Wang Yue didn't rush to chase and kill, anyway, the seal here hadn't been broken yet, so where else could Han Song run.

Han Song was already a little panicked by Wang Yue at this moment, he really couldn't understand how his technique could be controlled by Wang Yue, and let him completely lose his combat effectiveness.

All his reliance came from the Yin Qi tornado under his feet, and after losing this reliance, he saw Wang Yue's endless powerful means, and he had completely lost the courage to resist, and only thought about escaping for his life.

And after losing Han Song's control, the huge headless tornado automatically disintegrated in an instant, turning into a sky full of yin qi, mixed with bursts of ghosts crying wolf howls, presumably the last vestiges of the little ghosts who were swept into it just now.

Han Song, who was in mid-air, ran like a frightened rabbit running wildly, he had completely forgotten about the matter of sealing the enchantment, he had already noticed that Wang Yue had not caught up with him at the first time, and his heart suddenly burst with joy.

Just when Han Song thought that he had a chance of escaping, the whole person was suddenly placed on an invisible wall, and in a panic, Han Song couldn't control his body for a while, and fell directly from mid-air.

Under this fall, Han Song finally came back to his senses, and then he remembered the seal, and a look of despair suddenly appeared on his thin face.

Thinking that there was a terrifying Wang Yue behind him, Han Song hurriedly turned his head and saw that Wang Yue had already caught up with him at some point.

In just a few breaths, Han Song had already escaped thousands of meters away, but this distance was just a matter of lifting his feet and jumping to Wang Yue.

Looking up at Wang Yue who was walking in the air, Han Song swallowed his saliva nervously, just now he was still looking down on all beings like Wang Yue, he never thought that in such a short period of time, the positions of the two had been reversed.

Han Song's lips squirmed a few times, and he wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but after thinking of his rampant attitude just now, he felt that if he was in Wang Yue's position, he would definitely not let go of himself.

Looking at Han Song who was at a loss below, Wang Yue didn't have any expression on his face, in fact, he didn't want to step into the air in such a high-profile way, for him who had not yet stepped into the Jindan realm, such a short time to walk in the sky was very consuming spiritual power.

However, although the Yin Qi tornado that Han Song had condensed just now had dispersed, some of the hurricanes were still left in mid-air, and Wang Yue used a little means to use those remaining hurricanes for his own use.

Stepping on the hurricane, not only does he not have to consume the spiritual power in his body, but the speed can be accelerated a lot, and he has not felt this feeling of walking in the sky for a long time, and he has been able to walk since he was reborn, which is really a little uncomfortable for Wang Yue, who can leap tens of thousands of light years with a single thought.

Glancing at Han Song, who was trembling, Wang Yue slowly spoke: "I just said that as long as you can take my move, I will let you go and no longer embarrass you, and now this sentence is still counted." ”

Hearing this, Han Song nodded again and again like a person walking in the darkness suddenly seeing a flame of hope: "Okay, okay, I'll take you a move, but you must be the talker, if I really take it and don't die, you must let me go." ”

"Hmph."

Wang Yue snorted lightly, ignoring Han Song, and the right hand holding the Kunwu knife moved slightly, and the Kunwu knife disappeared into his hand out of thin air.

Seeing this scene, Han Song's eyes immediately widened, he had been staring at Wang Yue just now, but he didn't see where the Kunwu Dao had gone at all.

However, now is not the time to think about this, Han Song immediately reined in his mind, and at the same time secretly rejoiced in his heart, Wang Yue's two knives just now left him too much psychological shadow, and now that Wang Yue put away the knife, the pressure in his heart suddenly decreased.

If Wang Yue was only barehanded, in front of his previous cultivation, he might not really have the confidence to take a hard move, but now his cultivation has risen greatly, and his self-confidence is also bursting, although he was beaten a little miserably by Wang Yue just now, but there is no problem in resisting Wang Yue's punch and kick.

Looking at the change in the expression on Han Song's face, Wang Yue didn't know what he was thinking, and couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart: "It's too early to be happy, okay, this guy's cultivation is okay, at least so far, except for Yin Lin, he is already the strongest ghost cultivator I have seen, so let's try that trick." ”

After making up his mind, Wang Yue slowly raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, the spiritual power in his body flowed rapidly, and the Nine Dragons Battle Body Technique was running to the extreme, and strands of majestic spiritual power quickly converged on his right arm.

At the same time, golden runes suddenly appeared around Wang Yue's right arm, and bursts of golden light were faintly flashing above his fist.

Seeing this scene, the relaxed look on Han Song's face suddenly dissipated, and it became difficult to look at again.

He is not a fool, although he can't see what kind of trick Wang Yue has, but just from this cool starting style, he can already see that he is extraordinary.

"Drink!"

Han Song roared, and all the yin qi in his body was instantly released from his body, and there was no longer a trace of reservation, forming a thick shield in front of him.

He didn't dare to take anything lightly now, although after trying his best, Wang Yue was also very likely to go back on his word and still kill him, but if there was a trace of reservation, he would definitely die, he had been cultivating for hundreds of years, in order to see the light of day again, he definitely didn't want to end up with a soul scattered.

Therefore, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, Han Song is not willing to let go, who let the current initiative be in Wang Yue's hands, if he wants to live, he must obediently abide by the rules of the game set by Wang Yue.

After seeing Han Song ready, the corners of Wang Yue's mouth hooked up a satisfied smile, the reason why he waited for so long and didn't make a move was to give Han Song enough time to prepare, when Han Song thought that he was foolproof, he would destroy all his self-confidence with one punch, and the most ruthless thing was to kill people!

Under Han Song's extremely vigilant gaze, Wang Yue's clattering right fist suddenly burst out, and he shouted in his mouth at the same time: "Angry!" Dragon! Fist!!! ”

As Wang Yue punched out, a golden light flashed from above his fist and shot towards Han Song below.

Seeing that Wang Yue had been accumulating strength for a long time and finally made a move, Han Song's face became more and more nervous, and at the moment when that golden light bloomed, he felt a huge oppressive force from it, and this oppressive force was even better than the previous Heavenly Fire Dragon Flame.

Under Han Song's gaze, the golden light suddenly began to deform and elongate in midair, and almost in an instant, the golden light that was originally still a ball actually directly transformed into the image of a dragon.

Seeing this scene, Han Song's stunned eyes were about to pop out, and he reached out and rubbed his eyes vigorously, thinking that he had seen it wrong.

Dragon? How can it be! Even though Han Song had cultivated for hundreds of years and had confirmed the theory of ghosts and gods, he had never heard of such a dragon.

However, after repeated confirmations, even if Han Song didn't want to believe it, he had to admit that what he saw was indeed a dragon.

Although this golden dragon is not large, about a little more than a meter, its appearance is similar to that of the mythical dragon, only some details are a little different, but these small details will not affect the perception of outsiders that it is a dragon.

Moreover, Han Song also carefully observed that this little dragon was actually the supreme existence in the legend of the dragon clan, the five-clawed golden dragon!

After swallowing hard, Han Song muttered bitterly: "This ...... Is this true?! Is there really a dragon in this world?! ”

Just when Han Song was stunned, suddenly a high-pitched and extremely loud dragon groan shook him dizzy, and successfully pulled him back from his state of trance.

After being awakened by this sudden dragon chant, Han Song realized that he was now at a critical moment of life and death, and the five-clawed golden dragon he saw was not a real divine dragon, it was just another magical power that Wang Yue had unleashed.

While shocking why Wang Yue had so many magical methods, Han Song also raised his vigilance, from the momentum alone, he could already see that this punch was definitely not simple, and if he wanted to make a hard follow, the difficulty must be very huge.

But he has no way out now, first of all, there is a sealing enchantment behind him, and there is no way to retreat at all.

Secondly, with the speed of this golden dragon, even if there was no barrier to it, it would be impossible for him to escape.

Just as the thoughts in Han Song's mind were racing, the golden divine dragon had already jumped to a distance of less than ten steps in front of him like lightning, and when Han Song continued to take deep breaths, trying to suppress the fear in his heart, it crashed headlong into the Yin Qi shield in front of him.

"Boom!"

The aftermath of the collision of aura was accompanied by a deafening explosion, lifting the dust on the ground several meters high, as if a small storm had just broken out here.

And all this was not over yet, the moment the golden dragon collided with it, Han Song felt that the yin qi in his body instantly stagnated, as if he was completely suppressed by the golden dragon's aura.

Han Song naturally wouldn't sit still, and after trying his best to resist the golden dragon's coercion, he immediately activated all the yin qi, as well as the yin qi that could be borrowed from the surrounding area, desperately blocking the golden dragon's advance.

However, all of this was obviously in vain, and at the moment when Han Song was suppressed, the golden dragon had already broken through dozens of defense lines in a row, and there was only a thin trace of yin qi blocking Han Song.