The God of All Realms

Chapter 140 Red Fruit Vermilion

Yang Wuyan stood there, his pupils contracting, and both of his cheeks morbidly deformed.

“Son, do you know who you are talking to?” Yang Wuyan had never been so angry before. An outer disciple in Sanjie Village did not nod and bow when he saw her.

Who would dare to provoke him and ignore him like Long Han.

“I don't know, I'm not interested, go, don't stop me to kill people.” Long Han's spiritual energy flowed, and Ye Gu under his feet let out a loud roar.

“Find death, and I will fulfill you.” Yang Wuyan could not take it anymore. He felt that he had taught this foolish child a lesson. He was not Yang Wuyan, but a coward.

the scorn!

Yang Wuyan took out a sharp sword from his waist, it was a fourth-grade spirit cultivator, sword light flickered, and without hesitation, he slashed towards Long Han with a sword.

"Autumn has no trace."

Yang Wuyan developed a top-tier spiritual skill "Sword Qiuyue Science", and when swordsmanship was displayed, it was like walking with flowing clouds and water, and his strength should not be underestimated.

Moreover, this person was the cultivation base of a second rank spiritual sect, so Long Han did not dare to be careless.

If his cultivation level broke through to the Spirit King, with the strength of a fifth grade spiritual body, even in the presence of Yang Wuyan, there was no need to fear.

The fat body of Gu Yong trembled slightly, it was an attack from the second rank Spirit Sect. The power of this sword, within a radius of several meters, was vertical and horizontal sword light.

His eyes flickered constantly, and he thought about how to save Long Han.

Bang out!

At Long Han, Batian's spirit body erupted, and the strength of a fifth grade spirit body was fully revealed at this moment.

I saw that Long Han was like a vajra, with golden light flashing on his body, and he punched Yang Wuyan's sword.

"The Mountains and Rivers of Boxing City."

The power in the fist technique made Yang Wuyan, a second rank spiritual sect, feel oppressed for a while, he did not know what kind of coercion Long Han's fist technique produced.

Fists and swords collided, and a fierce air wave spread out.

Long Han stepped back and took a few steps.

With his current strength, if a soul secret technique were to erupt, he might be able to kill a second rank spiritual sect.

However, he still did not wish to reveal his final trump card.

He was very clear that no one knew if there was a strong person hiding in the shadows during the appraisal in the Three Rings Mountains, and the secret techniques of the soul leaked out, which would be of no use to him.

Yang Wuyan did not expect Long Han to be able to hold his sword unharmed.

The cold killing intent in his eyes became even stronger, and he said, "I didn't expect your talent to be so terrifying, no wonder you dared to be so arrogant?"

Yang Wuyan knew very well that the sword just now was enough to kill a Ninth Level Spirit King. But Long Han survived under this sword, which meant that Long Han possessed strength comparable to a ninth rank spirit king.

Thinking of this, he felt a hint of fear in his heart.

It seemed that Sanjiezhuang had yet to appear, a genius who could fight across great realms.

"Hmph, when I break through the Spirit King, it will be your death," Long Han said slowly.

“You think too much, do you think I'll let you get out of here alive?” Yang Wuyan raised a fourth-grade spirit cultivator in his hand, his sword shining ice-cold.

A gloomy aura erupted from his body, and he was aware of the artistic concept of martial arts, and a faint light spread from his body.

A ray of light was attached to the sword in his hand, making the sword in his hand become extraordinary, and the aura in his body became unbelievably terrifying.

"Dead!"

Yang Wuyan did not hesitate, since he had shot Long Han, it was impossible for him to leave alive, and Yang Wuyan would not do anything to let the tiger return to the mountain.

After all, Long Han will be strangled today.

The sword light flickered, his entire body was like a sword, and the sword light was like a moon hanging high, but it contained a terrifying aura.

“Yang Wuyan, what are you doing?” Just when Yang Wuyan took a step and was about to attack Long Han with a sword, a steady voice sounded.

A middle-aged man with a terrifying aura, his cultivation level had actually reached the seventh rank of the Spirit Sect.

Standing beside him was Gu Yong, and he had no idea where he had gone to find this middle-aged man.

"Oh, it turns out Senior Brother Bao!"

Yang Wuyan's eyes flickered, the breath on his body disappeared, and the sword in his hand was also the sheath, and he looked at the middle-aged man with fear.

“Hmph, you are very brave to ask you to keep order, regardless of your identity, you want to do something to Junior Brother.” Bao Jin's face was filled with anger.

As a disciple of Sanjiezhuang, he naturally did not want to see Sanjiezhuang decline.

However, over the years, many elders and disciples in Sanjie Village had taken advantage of every opportunity to eradicate the dissidents, which made Sanjie Village not only suffer from external problems, but also from external problems, but also constant internal concerns.

“Because Senior Brother Bao thinks it's not true, then I won't try it.” Yang Wuyan said, grabbed Ye Gu, who was like a dead dog, and disappeared into the distance.

"Oh!"

Bao Jin looked at Yang Wuyan's departure, inevitably cold snorting, looked at Long Han with a gentle expression, and said in surprise: "I'm under Bao Jin, I don't know what Junior Brother's name is? It was able to block Yang Wuyan's sword, It really impressed me, brother. ”

Long Han felt that Bao Jin had no ill intentions towards him.

Moreover, Gu Yong, who was standing beside Bao Jin, kept winking at him, which meant Long Han's relationship with Bao Jin was good.

Long Han also knew that if Bao Jin did not appear here today, even if he could escape Yang Wuyan's hands, he would still get into trouble.

He immediately clenched his fists and said, "Long Han, thank you Brother Bao for the grace of saving your soul!"

His voice was neither humble nor arrogant, which made Bao Jin grab three points.

“Well, be careful, Yang Wuyan is so despicable.” Bao Jin did not speak to Long Han anymore, he turned around and did not enter the forest.

Gu Yong looked at Long Han with some complexity. He originally thought that Long Han had the same strength as him, and that he would become one with Long Han and not say anything.

But I did not expect Long Han's talent to be so terrifying, According to the strength Long Han just showed, I was afraid that he could fight against a seventh-grade spirit king.

You should know that Long Han is still only at the peak of a rank nine spiritual master. If he was allowed to break through to the spiritual king, would that mean his strength had increased even more.

Seeing Gu Yong's complicated expression, Long Han laughed, walked over to Gu Yong's side, patted Gu Yong on the shoulder, and said, "Fat, what are you looking at me for? Could you have a hobby?"

Long Han said, and made a frightened move.

Gu Yong glared at Long Han with disdain, and roared: "You have such a hobby, fat man, I really like women."

After Long Han said this, the strangeness between the two suddenly disappeared.

Long Han did not care about Gu Yong's talent and strength. All he cared about was that Gu Yong did not choose to escape when he fought against Yang Wuyan just now.

It showed that Gu Yong was definitely not a person who would greedily live and fear death.

He Long Han's principle in interacting with people is that they can share happiness and share difficulties.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong, this was really surprising. I didn't expect my fat man to be that lucky, and I hugged the big tree without even realizing it." Gu Yong stood beside Long Han with a smile. Her face.

Gu Yong seemed to recall something and said, "By the way, do you know the Red Vermilion Fruit?"

"What's? Red Vermilion Fruit?"

When Long Han heard these three words, his expression changed.

The Red Vermilion Fruit was extremely precious. Taking someone unconditionally can break through the cultivation base of a spiritual sect. This type of fruit was a treasure to him at this moment.

"Yes, I originally thought that with the strength of the two of us, fighting for the Vermilion Red Fruit would be self-defeating." Gu Yong was telling the truth. If he didn't know Long Han's strength, he wouldn't have it. said the news.

After all, how valuable the red vermillion fruit was was was no less than a fifth grade medicinal pill.

The people who went to compete for the Red Vermilion Fruit were the top geniuses among the more than 1,000 people who came to participate in the preliminary assessment. If they wanted to seize the Red Vermilion Fruit, it would be impossible without high-level cultivation.The Spirit King level.

“Because you have a power comparable to a seventh-grade spirit king, we can try our luck.” Gu Yong's news was very precise, and he asked.

Among all the people participating in the entry-level assessment this time, there were only three high-tier spirit kings. One was an eighth rank spirit king, and the other two were seventh rank spirit kings.

Long Han can possess strength comparable to a seventh rank spirit king, so he can naturally participate in the competition for the bright red fruit.

“Red vermillion fruit must be mine.” Long Han asked Gu Yong, “Where is the red vermillion fruit?”

"Chizhuguo is at the center of our scoring site, but Chizhuguo's guard is a level five monster, a two-headed python, we have to be careful when that happens." Gu Yong told Long Han.

Long Han's expression was also slightly dignified, the Red Vermilion Fruit was guarded by a fifth-rate monster, and it wouldn't be easy to catch the Red Vermilion Fruit.

Although the two-headed python was not the most powerful among the fifth level monsters, it was not weak.

The two-headed python should have strength comparable to a rank one Spirit Sect.

In the middle of the valley, a red fruit tree stood there, emitting waves of hot air, and a gentle breeze blew by.

There were more than ten fiery red fruits hanging on it, each of which looked clear, streams of brilliance, and spiritual power floated around the fruit.

Around the valley, there were many people. All of these people participated in the entry-level assessment, and when they discovered Chi Zhuguo, they were naturally unwilling to let go.

But no one took the lead, because under the fruit trees, there was a giant python that was over ten meters long, with two ferocious heads.

The four dark eyes emit a dim light, and the sharp teeth in the mouth emit****** turbidity over time.

“Sial, that two-headed giant python has been guarding the Red Vermilion Fruit like this, we have no chance to get close.” A martial artist of the fifth rank Spirit King complained a little.

They were all waiting here for a day, but the two-headed python did not move, as if waiting for them to act.