Yi Han looked at Ma Yu and smiled faintly, "Just kidding, do you think I'm joking?"

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly condensed, and a tense atmosphere spread in the main hall, and a group of Quanzhen Sect disciples were ready to make a move.

"Ignorant fool, even if you still want to subdue the Ten Holy Lands, haven't you woken up!" The disciples of the Quanzhen Sect in the main hall sneered.

"That's it, this kid really thinks he's a character, and he wants to subdue the Ten Holy Lands, which is the best joke I've heard this year. ”

In the main hall, all of them were ridiculed, one by one sneering, they seemed to have forgotten one thing, Yi Han could make the Ethereal Sect surrender, and the Quanzhen Sect. The Quanzhen Sect is not as good as the Ethereal Sect.

I'm afraid that I don't need Yi Han to make a move, and the Ethereal Sect will teach them how to be a person in minutes.

"Okay, you don't have to worry about me, whether you can subdue the ten holy lands or not is not what you say, but what I say......"

Ma Yu looked directly at Wenqiu Mountain, "Wen Daoyou, what do you mean, are you helping to do evil, or are you fighting back?"

Wenqiu Mountain had long been in the circle, and he didn't expect Yi Han to come out like this, this was definitely premeditated, everything was planned.

Maybe when he was in Yanziwu, there was already this conspiracy, Yi Han didn't want to go to Western Xia at all, the purpose was to teach Quanzhen.

Thinking of this, cold sweat flowed down Wenqiu Mountain's forehead, what should he do now, should he resist or ......

If he resisted, then Wenqiu Mountain would not dare to think about it, it would be full of blood, but if not, it would mean that the Ethereal Sect would be the enemy of the remaining nine holy lands.

Wenqiu Mountain is not sure that it is the enemy of the Nine Holy Lands, it is purely a matter of seeking death, if you don't want the Ethereal Sect to fall, you must not compromise.

"Senior......" Wenqiu Shan looked at Yi Han and wanted to say something.

Yi Han interrupted Wen Qiushan's words, "Your performance along the way is good, now I will give you another chance, whether to submit to me, or like them, want to kill me, you choose for yourself, once you choose, there is no turning back, you have to think clearly......"

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Wenqiu Mountain, not only Guo Jing and the strong people of the Quanzhen Sect, but also the strong people of the Ethereal Sect, who were also waiting for Wenqiu Mountain's choice.

Wenqiu Mountain Alexander, I don't know how to choose, there is no movement for a long time.

"What, is it difficult to choose?" Yi Han looked at Wenqiu Mountain with a smile, looking at Wenqiu Mountain's tangled expression, Yi Han wanted to know what choice he would make in the end.

After knowing the half-ring.

Wen Qiushan spoke, like a deflated ball, "I listen to my predecessors!"

Yi Han patted Wen Qiushan on the shoulder, "Good choice, if you just said something else, you are already a corpse......"

"All the disciples listen to the order and take down this crazy man who doesn't know the height of the sky!"

Ma Yu shouted, and the previous conversation and laughter between the two had become history and disappeared.

He wants to see how this kid can subdue his Quanzhen Sect, what he relies on is nothing more than the powerhouse of the Ethereal Sect, as long as he takes down this kid, everything will be solved.

After Ma Yu drank heavily, Wenqiu Mountain walked out, "Everyone in the Ethereal Sect listens to the order, take down the Quanzhen Sect, and those who resist will be killed!"

"Wenqiu Mountain, you dare!"

Rise......

The battle was imminent, and at this time, Guo Jing, who had not moved, suddenly made a move, and as soon as he made a move, he became a famous skill, descending the dragon and eighteen palms.

A dragon roar, earth-shattering, accompanied by a golden phantom, swept towards Yi Han.

"Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, I know a person, he will also descend the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon, but your Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending are far worse than his, and the heat is insufficient!"

"Arrogant boy, dare not be ashamed at this time, wait for Guo Daxia to capture you, see how arrogant you are!"

Wenqiu Mountain rushed over, "Senior!"

"Don't make a move, I'll meet him!"

The furious palm power swept in, Yi Han was not in a hurry, and punched out.

Boom!

The next second.

Everyone's eyes widened, and the scene in front of them was too amazing.

Yi Han's fluttering punch directly broke the eighteen palms of the descending dragon, not only shattering the golden dragon phantom, but also blasting Guo Jing away, directly falling more than ten meters away.

Shock, absolute shock!

Guo Jing is a grandmaster-level powerhouse, and now he was blown away by a young man with a punch, and he was still under the eighteenth palm of his famous mastery.

Ma Yu was shocked, and the powerhouses of the Quanzhen Sect were shocked.

The only ones who weren't surprised were the powerhouses of the Ethereal Sect, who had long known Yi Han's strength.

After seeing Yi Han punch Guo Jing away, some of them laughed, so that you can also taste the taste of being crushed. Wasn't it still very arrogant just now?

Ma Yu is already stupid, Guo Jing, who he relied on, was knocked out with one punch, this is a special husky, when did Guo Jing become so unbearable.

"Master Ma, do you want to continue?" Yi Han's smile was like a demon's laughter, and Ma Yu's heart became empty again.

A Yi Han is so powerful, not to mention the Ethereal Sect behind him, a group of powerhouses.

"Where are the masters, where are the masters?"

Outside the main hall, there was a sudden shout, and then a figure appeared in the main hall, this is a childish old man.

The old man rushed into the main hall and chattered, completely unaware of the anomaly of the main hall.

"Hey, big stupid cow, are you there? It turns out that the master is you, come and play with me, no one has been with me for a long time......

This old man is none other than the old naughty boy known as Zhongshen, Wang Chongyang's junior brother, a person who has always maintained a pure heart.

For the old naughty boy, Yi Han admired it more, although he was Wang Chongyang's junior brother, he did not practice innate skills, and what he practiced was the ordinary and ordinary Quanzhen exercises.

He doesn't have Hong Qigong's eighteen dragon-descending palms, Ouyang Feng's toad skill, he doesn't have the one yang finger of the Southern Emperor, and he doesn't have the complete inheritance of Huang Yaoshi, all he has is a martial arts heart.

But that's it, he can be on a par with these powerhouses, which shows his martial arts cultivation and his efforts.

"Hey, big stupid cow, you are injured, how are you injured, who was injured, are there other strong people here?"

The old urchin glanced at the main hall, and then saw Yi Han and the others.

However, the old urchin didn't see Yi Han, his eyes stared directly at the few elders behind Wenqiu Mountain, these elders were strong people in the Heavenly and Human Realm, and the old urchin could feel their strength.

For such a strong man, the old urchin is the happiest to meet.

"Originally, you were the masters, come, accompany me to fight!" the old urchin pounced directly towards a few people.

Yi Han suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Old naughty boy, I will take you as an apprentice, are you willing?"

(End of chapter)

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