Han Yun put his palms together and Baoxiang said solemnly: "Amitabha, you can get out!" His tone was firm and irresistible.

Jiu Jian was stunned for a moment, and the face that showed half of the bones smiled grimly: "Boy, are you the first person to dare to ask me to get out?"

Han Yun didn't raise his eyelids and said lightly: "I'm sorry, your words didn't make me feel accomplished. Say it again, go back to your demon world immediately, otherwise you will be ready to sleep in the eighteenth floor for a million years!"

"Haha~" Jiu Jian was stunned for a moment, and then laughed wildly. The laughter was filled with a deep resentment and a cold murderous intent. He was suppressed by the National Assembly for a million years. Anyone would be resentful.

The Purple Emperor glanced at Han Yun, who was still alive, and couldn't help but frowned slightly, with a hint of worry in his eyes. Jiu Jian's strength was comparable to that of a human cultivator in the Mahayana stage. Although Han Yun was a first to be arrogant and gave the other party a warning from the beginning, the opponent's strength was there. Han Yun was too arrogant to let the other party get out casually. The Purple Emperor knew Han Yun's true strength, but it was just the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul stage. It was impossible for him to make such a rapid progress in just a few hours. If he had not inherited the cultivation of the master of the wise power, he would have accidentally obtained some powerful magic weapon. The Purple Emperor felt that the latter possibility was bigger, because Han Yun became powerful, it seemed that only had the right leg, but just one right leg had already made him tightly. He didn't know what magic weapon was so powerful!

Jiu Jian was still laughing wildly, and suddenly the dazzling Buddha light flashed in front of him. The power of the Buddha's aura rushed over, and the pain on his face was kicked out. Han Yun stood still, kicking his right foot one after another, kicking sideways, kicking forward, whipping legs... The unorganized footwork, the shadow of the legs in the sky instantly kicked Jiu Jian like a sandbag. The last violent and beautiful cheating hit him straight down from the sky, hitting Jiu Jian's lower abdomen without any fault. Jiu Jian's body immediately bent into a strange arc, like Mars hitting the ground on the sun, buried deep into the ground, and a huge radial deep pit appeared on the surface.

Han Yun took back the "golden right leg", and brushed his robe in a very cool manner, staring at the bottomless huge pit on the ground. The purple emperor, who was watching the battle in the distance, opened his mouth slightly, and his eyes were full of disbelief. The demon man who could easily defeat him was suddenly cleaned up by Han Yun's unruly kick, which was as cruel as a dog abuser. The purple emperor's eyes at Han Yun changed, with a hint of inexplicable fear.

There was still Buddha light behind Han Yun, and his hands were pretending to be together. He looked solemn with his eyebrows and eyes down. He exuded a kind of righteous spirit that was beyond the dust, which made people dare not look at him. Peng! With a loud bang, the ground of several miles collapsed, and the rolling demonic energy rose from the ground, and a mace rushed out of the surging demonic energy. The powerful force broke the space and rushed towards Han Yun, with a momentum like a demon dragon.

Han Yun waved his right foot without caring, and greeted him with the golden Buddha light, and easily kicked the mace that was destroyed with great momentum. Jiu Jian's figure appeared out of thin air, and then he flew out the mace, which flew out horizontally. His blood-red one-eyed eyes stared at Han Yun fiercely, without any fear, but instead showed a grim smile. Seeing this, Han Yun couldn't help but jump in his heart.

"Haha, it's interesting!" Jiu Jian frowned and made a bean-like slash. Han Yun's violent kick seemed to fail to cause any harm to him. Han Yun frowned and said coldly: "Give you another chance, either go back to the demon world immediately or die!"

Jiu Jian showed a trace of disdain in his single eyes and said contemptuously: "It depends on your legs? If I was wrong, it should be a piece of leg bone left by Old Man Bodhidharma!"

Han Yun was about to retort, but he felt the fragrance rushing behind him. The purple emperor wearing his large robe flew to his side. Han Yun turned his head and looked at the purple emperor who stood with him. A strange color flashed in his eyes, and frowned and said, "What tricks do you want to play?"

The purple emperor's warm jade-like face first rose anger and glared at Han Yun and said, "This person insulted me, I will not let him go!"

Han Yun showed a strange look on his face and said jokingly: "Are you going to cooperate with me to deal with that ugly monster?"

"Bah! Whoever works with you, I just take revenge myself!" Zidi said coldly. This time he did not call himself "I". Han Yun smiled and reached out to make a gesture of invitation and said, "That won't prevent Lord Wu from taking revenge. You are here first!" As he said that, he hugged his chest with both hands, as if he was not in charge of his own affairs and was hanging high.

The purple emperor couldn't help but get angry, bit his lower lip and glared at Han Yun, but Han Yun turned a blind eye and still held his hands to watch the show. The purple emperor felt a sense of depression. He was afraid that he would not be Jiu Jian's opponent and helped him. Unexpectedly, this bastard was kind-hearted and treated as a donkey's lung, but he caught the handle of the words again, and became a situation of being in a difficult situation.

Han Yun was calmly squinted and watched by the side. Jiu Jian looked at the two of them coldly, and did not rush to take action, as if waiting for something. The purple emperor glanced at Han Yun from the corner of his eyes, bit his teeth tightly, and a sense of grievance and anger arose in his heart.

"Master Wu, have you brewed enough? Are you going to take revenge? Don't waste time!" Han Yun saw that the Purple Emperor had not taken action for a long time, and could not help but urge. The Purple Emperor glared at Han Yun, bit his lips, and the purple-gold light lit up, and the momentum burst out. He actually killed him towards Jiu Jian. A seven-petal giant flower of purple and golden flew towards Jiu Jian. This was the first time that Han Yun saw the Purple Emperor taking all his strength, and he couldn't help but secretly smash his tongue, and said intimidly: "This mother-in-law's strength is really not ordinary strong. It seems that he could only control her so easily!"

Jiu Jian was very dissatisfied with the defeated general and joked, "Little Beauty, let's get close to each other!" The mace was swung out and fought with the purple emperor's natal flower. The purple emperor tightly had a pretty face, and his aura rose to the top. His palms swirled forward and backward in front of his chest, and a purple-gold light blasted towards Jiu Jian who was rushing towards him.

Jiu Jian asked the earth to avoid dodge and grow his palms, and grabbed the "little quail beauty". The murderous aura flashed in the eyes of the purple emperor, and a touch of mockery appeared on his jade porcelain-like face. Jiu Jian suddenly realized something was wrong. The purple-gold light had already hit the front of him. There was no violent explosion, but it was stuck on his body like a maggot with bones, and it suddenly penetrated into his body. Jiu Jian was slightly shocked, and his magic power surged, trying to force out the purple-gold light in his body. However, the purple-gold light sucked out the vitality of flesh and blood, and instantly grew thousands of root systems, extending wildly to all parts of his body. A purple-gold bud emerged from Jiu Jian's chest and widened wildly.

Jiu Jian was shocked at this time. The powerful magic power shook, shattering all the roots in his body, but it soon grew back, and plundering and absorbing blood and energy intensified. Jiu Jian's body actually shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye. The giant man, who was originally more than two meters tall, suddenly turned into a thin bamboo pole, but the purple-gold flower grew bigger and bigger, looking particularly majestic and a little bit charming.

This time it was Han Yun's turn to be stunned. He felt that his back was cold. It seemed that he underestimated this woman. Since meeting the Master of Flower God Dock, Han Yun has always been in the competition. Although he had been abused by her, it seemed that Han Yun had taken advantage of it. Therefore, although Han Yun was afraid of the Purple Emperor's martial arts value, he actually disagreed with the purple emperor with huge breasts in his heart. Now it seems that she was still merciful to him. Han Yun glanced at the "Quail Beauty" with a flying look, and felt that her momentum seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. Jiu Jian, who was so thin that he was skinny, was getting weaker and weaker, and said in his heart: "Can she still absorb the other party's cultivation?"

At this time, the purple-gold bud on Jiu Jian's chest was bigger than that of him, and it seemed to be about to break through. Jiu Jian's single-eye flashed with a red light, and suddenly roared, and his body, which was sucked like a thin bamboo pole, suddenly expanded. The bulging purple-gold bud immediately faded, and seemed to have been sucked back. The purple emperor's delicate body trembled, his face turned pale as paper, and his hands squeezed the magic trick, and his body was filled with purple-gold light. The dreamy butterfly wings appeared behind him again, and a bud-shaped staff was already in his hand.

"Roar!" Jiu Jian suddenly roared wildly, and his body quickly turned more than two hundred feet high, regaining his mountain-like body. The giant hand held the purple-gold bud that grew on his chest and pulled it out with force.

A very bloody scene appeared, and blood mixed with internal organs were pulled out. Jiu Jian was attached to the purple-gold bud, and the violent magic power instantly crushed it.

boom!

As soon as the purple and golden flower buds were crushed, the bud-shaped staff in Zidi's hand exploded. Zidi's baby face instantly looked as if dead. The dreamy purple gold butterfly wings behind her flapped a few times, and it turned like a butterfly that had withered in the storm, spinning and falling, slowly closing its dreamy eyes.

Han Yun's heart was shocked, and his body flashed out, but he rushed towards Jiu Jian, who was like a mountain and like a mountain. He kicked out his right leg. The kick with the vast power of Buddha's energy was cut at Jiu Jian's throat, and a huge head flew up. Han Yun kicked out his right foot in a series of Buddha's energy. The power of Buddha's energy was as sharp as a knife. Jiu Jian's hands flew away, and then his feet, just like the six consecutive kicks of Damona million years ago.

Pang!

With a loud bang, the huge body, which had lost its head and limbs, hit the ground heavily, like a collapse of the sea.

"Amitabha Buddha, keep it!" Han Yun pinched the magic trick with his hands, and put his palms together. Six golden Buddha lights fell from the sky and hit Jiu Jian's head, limbs and body. He was already struggling with his limbs and head, and then he stopped moving.

Han Yun then breathed a sigh of relief, his face was a little pale, and he subconsciously turned his head to search for the figure of the Purple Emperor. Suddenly, the purple and golden light was covered with a purple and golden flower before he could react.
Chapter completed!