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Chapter 1510 Bodhi Seal(1/2)

Wang Han turned over and jumped onto the wall.

The middle-aged man in the yard turned his head and looked at Wang Han.

Frown.

Unexpectedly, Wang Han came quietly.

Chen Xuanzang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wang Han.

Sitting directly on the ground and starting to regulate my body.

I feel very relieved to hand over the next thing to Wang Han.

After being in contact with this junior brother halfway through for so long, Chen Xuan understood that this junior brother was the kind of person who was unruly, but he was relieved to leave anything to him.

Wang Han took out his ears.

Looking at Yang Yuanlang fainting on the ground.

He looked at the little girl in Chen Xuanzang's arms again.

I have to say.

The factory settings of the evil general are indeed quite poisonous.

In the alley, Yan Susu pulled out the hanging pen from a person's heart.

Xiang Feng covered his stomach, clamped his legs, and held the wall.

After looking around, he shouted at Wang Han very little.

"Hare! I'll come right after going to the bathroom! Wait for me! I'll help you!"

Wang Han glanced at the second arm who paid the price for sweetness.

His eyes fell on the middle-aged man in the yard again.

The middle-aged man looked up and down at Wang Han.

After discovering Chen Xuanzang's movements and expressions, he guessed.

"If I guess correctly, you are that Wang Han?"

Wang Han jumped from the wall and fell into the yard.

Bounced his fingers.

Chen Xuanzang placed the body of the girl in his arms on his knees, put his hands together, and recited the scriptures to save him.

Wang Han pointed at the little Tangyuan and asked at the middle-aged man, "Did you kill?"

The middle-aged man was not afraid at all and smiled at Wang Han, "Is it difficult to guess?"

"I won't let go of such a child?"

The middle-aged man looked disdainful when he heard this, "Without eradication, the roots are born again when the spring breeze blows. You won't understand the simple truth of the little Taibao who is from Shanhehui, right?"

Looking at several other bodies on the ground.

Wang Han moved his wrists.

Killing intention emerged.

The middle-aged man turned around and stared at Wang Han. He was so young that he became a little magistrate of Shanhehui and was on par with the top leaders of those families. He didn't believe that Wang Han was just as simple as luck, so he must have some tricks.

"It seems that today the Red Lotus Sect will kill a guardian, and Shanhe will kill a little Taibao!"

The demon spreads into a long sword and is held by Wang Han. "Many people want me to die, but only I have stood there until now."

The middle-aged man lifted up the blood-winged knife he had just snatched and smiled.

"I like crazy young people very much, and I also like to trample on such young people the most. It just happened that when I got this knife for the first time, I will take you to test the knife!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man slashed at Wang Han with a knife.

The blood-winged sword, which looked like a wing, slashed down at Wang Han!

Countless blood lights and raindrops were shrouded towards Wang Han, as if a blood curtain was formed.

The combat power that burst out far exceeds the range of Yang Yuanlang used.

Wang Han saw that the other party was just a three-petal realm.

The evil sword in his hand was raised, without blocking it at all.

Instantly, he switched to a large size and slashed down with one sword.

It is wrapped in a murderous aura that soars into the sky.

One knife!

The blood-colored killing runes on the blade were flashing.

The bloodthirsty monster with greed.

Wang Han’s trump card is not used to kill such garbage.

Such people can only contribute to the killing runes.

One knife!

The black and red sword rainbow brutally tore the scarlet blood curtain!

The fierce sword rainbow did not stop at all!

He fell heavily in the direction of the middle-aged man.

A bang!

The eaves of the house are directly divided into two.

The middle-aged man staggered away!

He stared at Wang Han with horror.

"Four-column realm?

Are you a demon too?

wrong!

You are not a demon! It's a strange state!"

Wang Han carried the evil sword.

He lifted the knife again and was about to chase and chop.

Seeing this, the middle man with black iron gloves slashed his eyebrows between his fingers.

A blood mark appeared on the edge.

He hit his fist twice at his heart.

A powerful aura revived from the body.

Dongdong!

The heartbeat sounds of feedback from human velvet paper.

Wang Han stared at the middle-aged man in front of him.

Those who had been possessed by devils had to memorize a long mantra. Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man in front of him came up with an upgraded version, instantly becoming possessed by devils, greatly shortening the skill cd.

In fact, when I climbed up, I actually reached the peak of the Five Petal Realm.

In some aspects, demons seem to have the same path as external skills. They seem to have given up the training of their state of mind, and their methods are similar to those of nightmare.

In terms of mental state, we directly open up the state of self-distortion and allow the inner demon to breed.

The middle-aged man smiled grimly at Wang Han.

"I didn't expect it to be even stronger than the rumors in the world. Shanhe will be able to release smoke bombs from the other party. Many people are falling into trouble with you, right?"

Wang Han turned the magic sword.

The middle-aged man slashed at Wang Han wildly.

Wang Han dodged left and right.

The middle-aged man laughed wildly, "Where is the momentum just now? Why are you just evading now?"

Chen Xuanzang, who was sitting aside chanting scriptures to save the dead, opened his eyes and frowned.

When it's about to get up.

A man rushed in outside the door.

Seeing Wang Han being beaten and running around, he immediately shouted.

"Dog thief! Don't hurt my brother!"

Yu Guang glanced out of the door and confirmed that Yan Susu would see the next show of pretentiousness.

One hand pressed on his chest.
To be continued...
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