55 The Dao Sect

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    "Hey Hey hey!"       Wu Hai pointed at the young man with a sneer, "You knocked all my people down?"       The young man glanced at Wu Hai, and he said disdainfully: "All passed out, but none of them died...Huh?"       A red light, as thick as blood, flashed in the young man's eyes, but Wu Hai could see it clearly.       The corner of the young man's mouth twitched, and he laughed in a low voice: "Interesting, a golden fighter? May I know your name? The strong should be respected!"       Wu Hai nodded, and he stretched out his hand to the young man and smiled, "Killing the sky! A member of the second group of the'Jasmine' mercenary group!"       The young man heard this and took a few steps forward and held Wu Hai's hand.       He chuckled and said, "Killing the sky? There are 100 fighters in the'Jasmine' mercenary group, among which are 20 gold-level fighters. Why have you never heard of you? Um... if not unexpected, you are the nearest Joined the'Jasmine' mercenary group within half a month!"       "Otherwise, your name should be in our intelligence!"       It was cold, biting, and there was a faint chill that made people feel embarrassed, seeping from the bones. The hand of this young man reminded Wu Hai of the zombies buried in the ancient tombs on earth for hundreds of years.       wrong!       This young man's hands don't feel right!       Wu Hai was considering what was wrong, the young man had already smiled gloomily: "Xiao Xiaoyan, remember my name!"       Before the words were over, the terrifying evil force erupted like a flood peak breaking a bank!       Han Xiaoyan's fingers suddenly used force to grab Wu Hai.       A deadly evil force penetrated through the body, following Wu Hai's meridians, and rushing straight to the vitals of his internal organs.       The evil force is extremely cold!       Almost the moment when the evil power broke out, Wu Hai's palm was covered with a layer of gray qi.       "Ping Zong Demon Shadow!"       After resisting the opponent's attack, Wu Hai finally realized something was wrong.       He couldn't even feel the pulse of Han Xiaoyan!       Wu Hai held Han Xiaoyan's hand, but couldn't feel the pulse beating on his wrist!       The handsome, tall, and evil young man in front of him, his heart beating normally, Wu Hai clearly heard the sound of his heartbeat. But other than that, not only did he not have a pulse, but he didn't even have the sound of blood flow!       This guy is not a living person at all, he is a real zombie!       A zombie that can move, talk, laugh, and come to make trouble!       A zombie that should only exist in the fairy tale!       "I'm X! No wonder it's called'Dry Xiaoyan', isn't this the Drought Yan?"       Wu Hai cursed secretly in his heart.       Han Xiaoyan's hand looked like a vise, and firmly clamped Wu Hai's right hand.       Wu Hai's right palm squeaked under the sudden burst of tremendous power, and the black death energy visible to the naked eye emerged from Han Xiaoyan's five fingers, and continuously wrapped around Wu Hai's arm.       Wu Hai suddenly laughed evilly!       Han Xiaoyan vaguely realized that something was wrong, and he was just waiting to defeat Wu Hai with his right hand, but a frightened counterattack suddenly arrived.       The rotation speed of the demon relic soared!       A tyrannical energy rushed into Wu Hai's right palm along the meridian.       Along the way, the speed of the slowly rotating cyclones in various caves has skyrocketed ten times!       Numerous strands of pure gang energy merged into the domineering attack of "Ping Zong Demon Shadow", Wu Hai's right arm suddenly swelled in a circle, and a trace of cold and biting cold air faintly shot from his fingertips.       "Crackling..."       There was only a crisp sound, and the thin black ice covering Wu Hai's palm shattered.       His right palm became translucent in Han Xiaoyan's shocked gaze.       The right palm, which was originally soft as cotton, suddenly turned into an invincible killer.       The cold, sharp and sharp "Yin and Yang change", violently buckled Han Xiaoyan's cane, a sound of metal rubbing that made teeth sour, came from the palms of the two people, a large black and white color. The ice crystals "susceptible" were sprinkled.       In the study, the temperature dropped suddenly!       Roy Adams and others regressed in horror.       Soon, they were like Watson, huddled in the corner of the study.       These pampered aristocratic gentlemen, have never seen such an incredible scene, how could it be possible to spray out snowflakes when the hands of two big living people are held together?       "Introduce yourself!"       Han Xiaoyan gritted his teeth and clasped Wu Hai's palm tightly, "The big disciple of Han Xiaoyan under the seat of Emperor Huangquandao of China Dao League-Han Xiaoyan!"       Wu Hai also clenched his teeth.       The strength of this Han Xiaoyan was unusually huge, and Wu Hai was actually a little unable to suppress him.       "'Jasmine' mercenary group, kill the sky!"       Wu Hai also gritted his teeth.       The clothes on their right arms exploded at the same time, and the two muscular arms were entangled fiercely.       Wu Hai's elbow slammed into Han Xiaoyan fiercely, and Han Xiaoyan's elbow also slammed into Wu Hai!       "boom!"       The two shook their right palms, and their right elbows collided with all their strength without any water.       There was only a muffled noise, as if two tanks had collided together, Wu Hai and Han Xiaoyan's bodies fell sharply.       Roy Adams's quaint and majestic study floor collapsed, and the two fell directly down the hall on the first floor.       Below it was a large ancient oak table. The table top was as thick as a foot. When the two toes touched it, it suddenly exploded. They landed firmly on the ground, but the right hand was thicker.       The devil’s relic was beating faster and faster, the energy output from the relic was getting stronger and stronger, and the demon energy pouring into his arm became more and more violent. The black dead air in the palm of Drought Xiaoyan’s palm was lost by Wu Hai. The devilish energy of Han was forced to go back inch by inch, and the "yin and yang change" gradually shattered the lifeless energy in Han Xiaoyan's palm.       However, Han Xiaoyan's physical strength is simply terrifyingly powerful.       Although his cultivation base is far inferior to Wu Hai, his physical strength is at least five times that of Wu Hai.       Wu Hai's body is twice as powerful as a normal Golden Fighter, and the physical strength of this Han Xiaoyan is at least ten times that of a Golden Fighter!       Wu Haigang's Qi cultivation base is strong, and Han Xiaoyan's body is outrageously strong!       The two are just like chess meeting their opponents, and they will meet Liangcai!       Han Xiaoyan's lifelessness was shattered, and Wu Hai's right palm was pinched with deep claw marks.       The secret method of "yin and yang change" of the Yinmo clan that can smash jade, powder and gold is injured by physical power. This is really a new experience for Wu Hai.       The two men shook their right hands and held a stalemate for ten minutes!       Gradually, Wu Hai’s fingertips turned black. Drought Xiaoyan pinched Wu Hai’s palm bloodline, and blood condensed on his fingertips. Wu Hai only felt sharp pain, soreness, and uncomfortable feeling in his fingertips. To his limit.       On the other hand, Han Xiaoyan was horrified to discover that a pure, domineering devilish energy was madly crashing into his right arm meridian. His right arm meridian, which was stronger than alloy steel wire, had cracked dozens of them. In the gap, if it hadn't been for the corpse power that kept pouring out of his heart to resist the attack of this energy, his right arm would have been completely destroyed.       "what!"       Drought Xiaoyan finally couldn't resist it!       The corpse power contained in his heart is completely incomparable to the relic of the demon in Wu Haimei's mind.       "Ok!"       Wu Hai gritted his teeth, staring at Han Xiaoyan's blood-red eyes and hissed, "Why don't you let go of your hands together? It's too stupid to lose both!"       "I agree!"       A hint of cunning flashed in Han Xiaoyan's eyes, and he said solemnly, "I will count one, two, three, and let go at the same time!"       "it is good!"       Wu Hai squinted his eyes, but the Demon Lord's relic jumped violently.       "1...2...3!"       Han Xiaoyan counted three times.       Two people glared at each other, and then let go at the same time!       However, at the moment of letting go, Han Xiaoyan's left foot kicked and slammed Wu Hai's lower abdomen.       His tyrannical body exploded with a terrible impact, and the clothing on Wu Hai's lower abdomen exploded with a "bang", and a clear big footprint plunged into Wu Hai's body three minutes deep.
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