"No, this is the vacuum big handprint. The special skill of vacuum teaching is that you must not learn from the backbone of the teaching!"

Before the blood-colored hand was generated, the Tie Xin Jian, who was watching the formation, felt his scalp numb and couldn't help but remind him. In fact, he did not expect that the guardian of the Vacuum Sect was so afraid of Zhao Han. As soon as he started, he even omitted the conventional temptation and directly used the ultimate move.

"Once, a lieutenant stationed in Qinghe Prefecture led a team to encircle and suppress the Vacuum Church members. More than 300 people and horses were slapped in a palm."

Nan Jizi looked solemn, and his palm unconsciously placed on the hilt of the Taiyi Light Sword: "The vacuum seal is rumored to be divided into six layers: white, yellow, green, red, black and purple. Even the leader of this generation of Vacuum Sect and the Saint Wusheng heard that they only practiced this life martial arts skills to the black level. Unexpectedly, a venerable priest of the sect practiced the red, and the power was chasing the average Baodan-level life martial arts!"

"Roar~"

Facing this sudden attack, the blood-colored giant palm that was slapped as if it was covered with dark clouds, Zhao Han shouted loudly, and the big bow that had collapsed to the extreme suddenly released, and his right fist blasted out, in line with the shadow of the demon bull behind him. The pure blood qi exploded, as if the snow mountain exploded, and endless ice and snow poured out like a torrent, vast and incomparable.

"Peng~Peng~"

The spiritual power and blood energy collided, making a shocking sound. In the void, a god surrounded by immortal sounds and a fierce and domineering giant bull was seen facing each other from afar. The divine light was broken, the clouds stormed, and the surging energy seemed to tear the world apart.

In the flying sand and stones, Zhao Han stood tall on the spot in the divine light. The phantom of the demon bull behind him was almost real. The demonic nature in the bull's eyes became more and more terrifying. The waves of air rolled, the robe fluttered, and the black hair was tumbling, as if the divine general walked out of the myth.

Those vacuum seals that could shatter the mountaintops and easily kill 300 soldiers were actually broken by him with his blood!

Not to mention the onlookers of Tie Xinjian and Nan Jizi, even the guardian of the Dharma Master of the Cialis, who had been afraid of him before, was shocked at this time.

The red vacuum seal, which is powerful enough to catch up with the Baodan-level life martial arts, was blocked by someone just because of his blood and energy, and he did not use any spiritual power at all. This simply broke everyone's common sense.

Blood and energy are something that ordinary foundation-building warriors below the extraordinary need to pay attention to. After the warriors are enlightened and transcendent, the importance of blood and energy has dropped seriously. Especially when the warriors advance to the Lingyun and open up the purple palace, and can store spiritual power, the importance of blood and energy to the life warriors is only about prolonging life and restoring cultivation.

Have you ever seen a true-level warrior using blood and energy to fight against the enemy? Even a spiritual cloud-level warrior has no such stupidity after the realm of the Mansion Realm.

But the previous scene subverted the concept of everyone in the scene.

"You can take my move, too!"

Before the "Lord" could come back from his shock, Zhao Han shouted softly, and his blood and energy burst out again. He looked like a demon bull, and quickly rushed towards the direction where the "Lord" was.

"Don't your spiritual power explode yet? Then let me see how thick your blood and energy are and how many explosions can be supported!"

Seeing that Zhao Han had no slight spiritual power fluctuations, he rushed over, his anger was like a running bull, and his power was as crazy as a demon. He actually planned to continue fighting with himself with his blood and energy. A hint of anger flashed in the eyes of the "Lord" and stood there and no longer moved. The spiritual power in the purple palace roared, his fingers spread out, and his palms shot at Zhao Han who was rushing towards him in a row before he stopped. At this time, his forehead was covered with sweat. Obviously, the previous use of the measures was not low.

The next moment, in the direction of Zhao Han's advance, six huge blood-red large handprints appeared. Each large handprint was three or four feet in a radius, with a sunken palm and five fingers all around, blood-red, and a disgusting bloody smell.

"Break it for me!"

A sudden change occurred halfway through, Zhao Han not only did not dodge at all, but instead burst out blood again, and his entire human speed increased to a maximum of 100% and the air was "booming" and a figure turned into a stream of light to break the air. The milky white air waves on both sides swept across, cutting the ground for several points.

"Peng!"

Soon, Zhao Han turned into a flash of light and collided with the first vacuum handprint that blocked the road. With the harsh sound, he almost didn't stop at all. He bumped into a human-shaped hole in the center of this blood-colored giant palm that was several feet in radius, and then continued to move forward. After a few breaths, the first vacuum handprint behind him was destroyed.

"Peng!"

Then there is the second one.

"Peng!"

The third one.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

...

It is impossible to describe the mood of the bystander Nanjizi and Tie Xinjian at this time. If you have to force it, it must be "unstoppable" and "drive straight in".

In the eyes of both of them, the red vacuum handprint, which was really hard to deal with even the peak, was now like paper, and even the function of blocking it slightly did not work.

Even as time goes by, with the sounds of "Pengpeng~" like roaring war drums, Zhao Han's momentum is higher every time it sounds. On the contrary, as the vacuum seal is successively broken through by this almost unreasonable way, the momentum of "Lord" also declines.

"Damn, who is this guy?"

The most angry person in the field at this time was undoubtedly the "Lord" who was breathing heavily. He learned from Zhao Han's previous lesson of breaking the vacuum seal with one blow. This time, he suffered a great loss of spiritual power and shot a wave of six vacuum seals in a row. However, he found that not only did not have any effect, but instead encouraged the opponent's momentum and fighting spirit, which was like shooting himself in the foot.

Faced with such a monster who can resist spiritual power and martial arts with just his blood and energy, at this moment, the fighting spirit in the heart of "Lord" began to shake.

"Eat me a punch!"

The next moment, Zhao Han, who broke through the sixth vacuum seal, appeared in front of the "Lord". He didn't talk nonsense, rushed over and raised his hand and punched him.

"Boom~"

The punch was so strong that a thunderous sound came from the air, especially the phantom of the demon bull behind him seemed to have completely come alive, standing on the back hoof, raising its front hoof high, matching Zhao Han's fist, and stomping down heavily!

"The Bull Demon Dances the Sea!"

The earth trembled and undulated like waves, like a sea that was raising huge waves, causing everyone standing on the ground to get confused, losing their center of gravity, and unable to stand firmly.

Especially the "Lord" closest to Zhao Han was most affected. The ground under his feet seemed to be pushed up by a giant beast, which made his center of gravity deviate in an instant. Although it adjusted quickly, there was still an omission in such a short moment.

And it was the moment when this omission appeared that Zhao Han's heavy punch fell down, searched for a gap and rushed straight into the central palace. The violent energy blew the "Lord's"'s clothes and hair backwards.

At this moment, it seemed as if the sea was boiling to the extreme, with turbid waves and rolling waves as if they were about to roll the sky down. At this moment, a demon bull, which was extremely small than the sea, walked along the waves, ignoring the turbulence of the sky and strolling in the middle of the sea. Later generations stood up and fell down their front hooves in an understatement.

Then, there is no more. The waves are calm and the wind stops.

In front of the Five Poisons Zhuxian Formation, the "Lord" had just adjusted the center of gravity, and a heavy punch with great force had already entered the gap and hit his chest.

The violent power easily tore his robe, skin, fascia, and bones, and then directly broke through the internal organs and came out from his back!

The next moment, the "Lord" flew out like a cannonball, drew a beautiful parabola in the air, and crashed into the distant mountain wall!

With one blow, he beat the "Lord" to the point of being unknown, but Zhao Han could not find any pride on his face, and his eyes were full of regret.

"After all, a strong man who was able to get involved with the Six Gates for so long without losing his advantage. The experience of fighting between life and death is richer than mine. Even if he falls into a state of death, he still makes the most correct decision in the end. At the end, if he hesitates even a tenth of the time in a blink of an eye or makes another choice, he will be able to kill him in a moment."

Zhao Han pressed his unwillingness and then walked towards the mountain wall ahead with great strides.

However, the "Lord" seemed to be seriously injured by the blow before, but he didn't walk out of the human-shaped pit that he smashed out of his body for a long time. Only a wisp of intermittent pain screams came from inside.

In this scene, it seems that as long as Zhao Han goes forward and makes another move, it will be enough to make the opponent reimburse.

Zhao Han, who was striding forward in a big way, stopped suddenly five feet away from the human-shaped pit. The Seven Treasure Pig King Rake suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. With a swing, the rake body quickly became about six feet wide, and the end of the nail head seemed even more ferocious.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Han swung the seven-treasure Pig King Rake that had become six feet tall and smashed it into the human-shaped pit in front of him!

"Oh, you're really careful!"

At this moment, a figure suddenly emerged from the pit, like the boneless spirit snake that hit the Seven Treasure Pig King Rake avoided it when it was unable to be fired. After shrinking and bounced, it was already standing more than ten feet away.

"Boom~"

The next moment, most of the mountain wall was violently collapsed, and the gravel was like rain, pouring down like rain, covering a radius of several feet.

"The life of a martial artist in Baodan realm is really hard!"

Zhao Han put away the Qibao Pig King Rake, narrowed his eyes into a thin slit, his eyes like a knife, and he emerged from the thin slit, nailed to the position he had hit before.

The place on the chest of the "Lord" that had been penetrated by Zhao Han with one punch before had changed in just a dozen breaths. The transparent hole, the size of a fist, was now filled with blood and flesh. Although the blood was very ugly, the granulum growing on the edge of the wound was rapidly repairing the almost fatal wound. At this speed, it would take about half a cup of tea to recover.
Chapter completed!