Boom ~

With a loud bang, the sea ship made of black iron wood split into pieces in the violent energy explosion, igniting a raging fire, and huge waves dozens of meters high splashed on the sea surface.

"My surname is Han, let's see! I, Li Weiwei, and you will never stop~!" A sharp scream rang out in the explosion, and a petite figure came out of the waves. The clothes on her body were torn and ragged, describing it as a very embarrassing. The white butt was the highlight, because the clothes around her butt were still emitting light fireworks.

Li Weiwei turned around viciously and glared at the center of the explosion, and suddenly turned into a meteor and flew away quickly. All this happened between lightning and flint, but Zhao Yao and the girls still saw it very clearly. There was a conspicuous red mark on Li Weiwei's white butt, which seemed to have been drawn by a sword. Fusu and Liuguang looked at each other, then laughed out loud, and said intimately: "Young master is so bad, it must have been intentional!"

Zhao Yao looked at the burning fire below with a little worriedly. The sea surface had calmed down, but Han Yun and Wei Hu were missing. The explosion just now seemed to be caused by Wei Hu's use of some tricks. Zhao Yao's three women didn't see it clearly, but judging from Li Weiwei's situation, Han Yun should be fine.

Just as the girls were anxious, a man with a full body of madness bounced out of the water. A purple light flashed under his feet and stood steadily on the purple lightning arrow and flew up. It was Han Yun undoubtedly.

"Master...ah!" Liuguang's cheerful scream turned into a scream. The three women turned around quickly. From behind, they could see that the three of them were dyed with a layer of red color from their ears to their necks. Han Yun's body was covered with long hair scattered behind them. The most important thing was that the calf's short nose had disappeared, and her body was smooth and naked. The thing was swaying and the sea water was flowing down.

Damn ~

Han Yun felt something was a little cold and something was wrong. He looked down and immediately made a "squat and egg-climbing" action, which was so terrifying!

"Hurry up and put on your clothes!" The three women shouted anxiously almost in unison.

"Young Master, you are dirty and shameless. You know... you still want to fly up!"

"Cough, return the storage belt to me and the clothes are inside!" Han Yun said embarrassedly. When Zhao Yao healed Han Yun, she did put away his storage belt.

"Put it on quickly!" Zhao Yao threw the storage belt back with a red face. Although the two hugged each other countless times, Zhao Yao saw Han Yun naked for the first time, and there were Liu Guang and Fusu next to her, so she almost wanted to seize the way.

Behind him, the sound of Han Yun making a sound when he was dressing was heard. The three beauties shyly turned their backs to Han Yun, each holding their skirts, quietly, and the atmosphere was extremely strange.

"Pig, have you put it on?" Zhao Yao couldn't help asking. As soon as she finished speaking, she felt her waist tightening and was already hugged by Han Yun. She trembled slightly. It seemed that she saw a large piece of ugly strange thing in front of her. Her feet were weak and she almost couldn't stand steadily.

Han Yun couldn't help but be shocked, reached out to hold Zhao Yao's shoulder, and asked with concern: "Yaoyao, are you injured?"

At this time, Fusu and Liuguang also looked over, but when they saw Han Yun, their face turned red again, and they turned their heads in panic, as if they were stepping on a snake. Zhao Yao blushed and broke away from Han Yun's hand, and said angrily: "I'm fine, and I won't even get my hair dry!"

Han Yun smiled awkwardly, and just as he was about to use his spiritual power to steam his hair, Zhao Yao had already tiptoed and wiped it gently with a handkerchief. Han Yun looked at Zhao Yao's beautiful face up close, and a faint body fragrance poured into his nose. He couldn't help but suck his nose hard. If Fusu and Liuguang were not in front of him, Han Yun would not be able to help but want to embrace Zhao Yao in his arms and have a close love.

Zhao Yao seemed to have noticed the meaning of Han Yun's eyes, and her pretty face was slightly dizzy, and she glared at Han Yun like a policeman. From the clear and bright eyes, Han Yun clearly saw the two of herself and couldn't help but sigh: "Yaoyao, your eyes are so beautiful!"

"Puff!" Fusu and Liuguang over there covered their mouths and laughed secretly. What's better than the sincere praise of their beloved man? Zhao Yao was filled with joy and couldn't help but say angrily: "I'm sorry!" She quickly tied Han Yun's hair.

Han Yun grabbed Zhao Yao's hand suddenly. Zhao Yao was shocked and said that Han Yun was going to do something bad. However, Han Yun shouted in a serious voice: "Liu Guang, Fusu, hide in the ancient pattern gourd quickly, we have to leave immediately!"

Fusu and Liuguang were shocked, but seeing that Han Yun's expression was serious and not like joking, Liuguang immediately took out the ancient pattern gourd given by Han Yun. When the two women hid in, Han Yun put away the ancient pattern gourd, but with a tricky smile on his face, he hugged Zhao Yao tightly into his arms, and kissed the cherry lips.

"Yeah~" Zhao Yao pushed and rejected her symbolically, then hugged Han Yun with her back hand, and responded emotionally. After a while, Han Yun let go of Zhao Yao satisfied and pecked her forehead a few times like a dragonfly. Zhao Yao gave Han Yun a fierce look and said angrily: "Bad guy!"

Han Yun smiled and wrapped around Zhao Yao's moving waist and asked, "Where is it broken?" The eyes stared at Zhao Yao's chest with a straight look. Zhao Yao's heart trembled, and the slim in Han Yun's eyes made her catch her, and she couldn't help but say in a trembling voice: "Everywhere is broken, you are just a big bad guy!"

"Then I'll show you something bad!" Han Yun found that his voice became a little low and magnetic, and his right hand slowly slid downwards towards the elastic buttocks.

Zhao Yao bit her lower lip lightly and buryed her face shyly on Han Yun's chest, as if she was picking her. Han Yun was overjoyed and was about to boldly caress the moving bright moon, but Zhao Yao suddenly raised her face and pushed him away, with a smile on her pretty face.

Han Yun was a little bit too little to touch his head and asked, "Yaoyao, what's wrong?"

"Bad guy, do you like it very much...where?" Zhao Yao's face suddenly turned red, her eyes were shy and dissatisfied. Han Yun couldn't help but be stunned and said in confusion: "Where?"

Zhao Yao's face turned redder, she stomped her feet slightly and said, "It's there...back!"

Han Yun suddenly realized, and felt sweat in his head, and coughed lightly, "Why... Why did Yaoyao say that?"

Zhao Yao snorted coldly: "Then Li Weiwei talks and talks to each other and never stops!"

Only then did Han Yun realize that Zhao Yao was going to seek punishment, and she couldn't help but sigh in secret. It turned out that it was because she slapped Li Weiwei's butt and said in a daze, "What are you afraid of her doing?"

"Hmph, do you really want her to pester you endlessly, and then you can beat you again... there!" Zhao Yao said annoyed.

"This... no, that's just an accident!" Han Yun couldn't help but blush. The sword could have cut Li Weiwei's butt twice, but when the Sun True Fire Sword was about to cut Li Weiwei's butt, it turned into a sword body and slashed hard. This was completely a subconscious behavior, perhaps because it felt that it was a pity to cut a beautiful woman's butt on both sides.

When Zhaoyao saw Han Yun stammering, she said annoyedly: "Did you think that they are beautiful and deliberately take advantage of them like that?"

Han Yun couldn't help but sweat. Regardless of Zhaoyao's struggle, he forced her into his arms and explained: "Where do you want to go? Although Li Weiwei looks a little good-looking, she is a little different from my Yaoyao. Compared with Yaoyao's butt, it is simply the same as the sky and the ground. Why should I take advantage of her butt!"

"Puff!" Zhao Yao burst out laughing, her pretty face turned red, and she couldn't help biting Han Yun's chest, and then laughed out loud, cursing: "Vulgar, shameless, and pure nonsense, then... can be compared!"

Han Yun couldn't help laughing, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt funny. Zhao Yao twisted Han Yun hatefully. Han Yun stopped his laughter and said, "Yaoyao, you really misunderstood. That sword was not my intentional mercy, but that... it's not good, so it was replaced with a sword body, it was purely an accident!"

Zhao Yao gently slapped Han Yun in the chest and said angrily: "Don't attack others in the future, especially female cultivators, that's too despicable!"

Han Yun smiled and said, "That's what Yaoyao said, I will only hit Yaoyao in the future!"

"Bah, you dare!" Zhao Yao pushed Han Yun, raised her pretty face, stared at Han Yun provocatively. Han Yun rolled up her sleeves, threw her claws over, and said, "Look, do I dare!"

Zhao Yao screamed in shock, turned around and fled. The two chased each other and disappeared at the sea level in a flash. For more than an hour, a ball of rolling red clouds appeared in the sky. It was a scene of the natural formation of the spiritual power of the powerful cultivator when flying in the air. After a while, the rolling red clouds came over the broken ship. An old man in a red robe appeared, and he was the Great Supervisor of Beichen General Office.

There were two people beside Hou Buhuo. One was Li Weiwei who escaped. She had already dressed neatly again, but her eyebrows were frowned and her eyes were full of murderous aura. Her buttocks seemed to be even more raised. The other was a handsome man wearing white clothes and a sword on his back. This man exuded a terrifying sword aura, and he was obviously a very powerful sword cultivator.

"Elder, it's here. Han Yun killed Senior Brother Zhao and the others. Senior Brother Wei exploded to save me!" Li Weiwei said gritting her teeth, with deep hatred in her eyes and slightly red in her eyes.

Hou Buhuo was so angry that his hair and hair were all open. These five disciples were found by Zhaixing Sect for nearly a hundred years. Four of them were killed in one go. How could he not be angry? Hou Buhuo suddenly turned around and said to the man in white: "Fellow Daoist Feng, what kind of cultivation is Han Yun?"

This man in white is Feng Duo. He hasn't seen him for a few months. His cultivation seems to have improved greatly. He has actually reached the fifth level of the sword heart. The temperament he exudes is completely different. If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't changed, it would be like a different person, calm and calm like an ice sculpture.
Chapter completed!