Chapter 602 The Ghost Chasing Soul Hand

bump!

With a loud bang, in the inner gate hall, a young man's figure flew upside down and fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, with a hint of red on the corner of his mouth, his complexion instantly wilted.

Xie Wuyue and the others who were watching around were expressionless, watching all this coldly and keeping silent. The rest of the disciples who were ready to play were trembling one by one, and their legs were already shaking.

"Is this the elite disciple of Moce Sect, huh, it's just vulnerable!" In the guest seat, a black-haired old man squinted at everyone present and smiled coldly.

A Weishuo young man beside him also showed a cold smile, noncommittal, and raised his voice: "Third brother, is the master you mentioned really from the Moce Sect?"

"You can't be wrong, second brother, I heard about those four little things and called him Butler Zhuo!" In the center of the field, an evil young man glanced at everyone with a gloomy face, but it was undoubtedly Han Sanshao, and he couldn't help but He shouted loudly: "Where is that kid, let him come out to fight with my second brother, don't hide and be silent, like a tortoise!"

Shi Feng touched his nose unconsciously, looked at the black-haired old man, and said lightly: "Elder Mo, even if your Demon Soul Sect is in the middle three, you can't be so arrogant. The old man said it long ago, we are here. Sect, it’s not a family, where is the housekeeper? There are a lot of elders offering offerings, why don’t you pick one and compete?”

"Hum hum hum... No need, our purpose here is to discuss between the disciples and promote the communication between the two sects. The elders start their hands. What are you talking about? If you don't know it, you would think that our two sects are going to war!"

The body shook slightly, and all the elders worshipped with gloomy expressions, and even Xie Wuyue looked at him with a sullen look.

Nima, this old man dared to threaten them with war, even if the Demon Soul Sect is the middle three, they are the lower three, but as one of the three Tianyu protecting the country, it is not that he is not covered by the middle three, so he actually scare them, Damn it!

With gloomy and terrifying eyes, Xie Wuyue pointed at the apprehensive disciples, and unknowingly said angrily: "What are you still doing there, why don't you hurry up! As an elite disciple, even this little courage Don't you have any? If you lose, you will all die for me!"

The body couldn't help shaking, and those disciples were so terrified that they were about to cry.

Nima, what happened to the elite sect, the current elite sect powerhouses have been dug up by the utility room, what combat power do they still have, compared with the strongest three young masters of the Demon Soul Sect?

With this third Young Master Han alone, they are no longer opponents, not to mention the second Young Master Han who is still staring at him. Even if it is a wheel battle, they can't beat it!

Han Sanshao also looked at them with a wicked smile, and sneered: "Yo, this is the top elite disciple of the Moce Sect, it's so bad, no wonder Shuanglong will be ranked last last time. It seems that, Only I, Han Sanshao, can completely pick it, hahaha..."

She couldn't help but twitch her cheeks fiercely, Xie Wuyue was so angry that she almost smoked. The last Shuanglong meeting was the biggest pain in his heart, but this time he let a junior expose his scars in front of him, on his territory, but he couldn't bear his face any longer. Anger in his eyes, as if he wanted to breathe fire.

That elder Mo and Han Er were rarely seen, and they looked at each other with a sneer, and their faces were full of contempt.

"Hmph, if you want to single out the elite gate, who do you think you are, and do you have that ability?" Suddenly, a loud shout sounded, and three figures dressed in sackcloth and sackcloth with a big broom in their hands slowly came to the crowd. before.

Qi Changlong walked in front, followed by Bai Lian and Green Scorpion.

They are all masters who have gone through a lot of tests in the elite door before they enter the elite handyman room, but they are also reduced to handyman, wearing ragged clothes and holding a fried broom, just like the children of the beggar gang!

Seeing this, Han Sanshao and the others were a little puzzled. Who are these guys? They seem to be the lowest-level existences in the sect, so how can they intervene here!

However, what surprised the three of them was that when they saw Qi Changlong and the three coming, those elite disciples rushed to them in tears as if they had seen the savior.

"Senior Brother Qi, you are finally here. If you don't come again, we will probably wipe out the entire army!"

"Yes, yes, they are too vicious, they never let go!"

...

Disciple of the elite sect, you expressed the distress and fear in your heart one after another, while Qi Changlong's expression became more and more sullen. Han Sanshao and others looked at all this, but they were a little confused.

What's going on here, a bunch of young masters and sons begging for help from a bunch of beggars, what the hell is this Moce Sect doing?

Glancing sideways at the junior brother who was lying on the ground and bleeding profusely, Qi Changlong understood that he was a sixth-level Divine Illumination master, but he was still killed by one move.

So, he looked in the direction of the Third Young Master Han, and sure enough, he was a master of the eighth level of divine illumination, so he raised his foot forward and shouted: "The Third Young Master Han of the Demon Soul Sect has been famous for a long time, I'm here to learn your great tricks. !"

call!

A powerful momentum blew past, and Han Sanshao immediately shrank his pupils and looked at him solemnly: "Sacred Illumination Nine-layer Cultivator? Sign up!"

"The utility room, Qi Changlong!" With a cold snort, Qi Changlong howled loudly.

With a slight frown, Han Sanshao turned his head and glanced at Han Ershao and Elder Mo behind him. All three were inexplicable.

Handyman?

How can a handyman be a powerhouse of the ninth level of divine illumination, will this Demon Cessation appreciate talents? With such a cultivation, let him be a handyman?

But look at the two people behind Qi Changlong again, one is the ninth level of the gods, the other is the eighth level of the gods, three people

It was even more speechless.

It's no wonder that the Moce Sect has been at the bottom of the nine sects in recent years, and talents are so wasted!

However, he doesn't care either, as long as there are people who are not afraid of death, he will take them all.

Unconsciously smiling, Han Sanshao showed a pair of cold teeth and said contemptuously: "The ninth level of the gods, this is a bit tricky. But... If it's just one level higher than me, the average person is useless. !"

"Hmph, then look at me, am I a normal person?"

Without realizing it, he snorted coldly, and Qi Changlong's eyes narrowed immediately, and he rushed forward. Han Sanshao smiled coldly, and rushed forward without hesitation, hitting it with a palm.

bump!

There was a loud noise, and the two palms met, and Sanshao Han shook his body slightly, and stood on the spot without moving. However, Qi Changlong stepped back and forth again and again, until he stepped back ten steps before he stopped.

how is this possible?

His pupils couldn't help shrinking, Qi Changlong couldn't believe it was true. Obviously his cultivation base is higher, why is he at an obvious disadvantage when fighting against the opponent?

He didn't understand, Green Scorpion and Bai Lian were also startled, and doubts arose in their hearts.

Without realizing it, Han Sanshao sneered again and again: "Hahaha... See, even if your cultivation base is one level higher than mine, the strength and width of Yuanli's tendons are not as good as mine. This is the foundation of the sect. You know this The young master has cultivated to such a situation since he was a child. How many elixir did you take, and how much did you take? This is the gap between the sects. Moreover, with the progress of the Shuanglonghui, the resources obtained by the sects became more and more uneven, and the strengths were different. The bigger. The next three schools want to turn to the middle three, it will never be possible!"

The eyelids couldn't help but tremble, the whole Moce Sect was full of anger, and the three Qi Changlong showed their indomitable expressions.

Seemingly seeing the stubbornness in their hearts, Han Sanshao smiled coldly, hooked his fingers to the three of them, and sneered: "Don't you agree, come again! The three of them will go together and fight until you are satisfied. Let's see, what? It's called the natural gap!"

"Okay, this is what you said. If you lose then, don't blame us for bullying more!" Qi Changlong was not hypocritical, knowing that fighting alone is not the opponent's opponent, so he immediately agreed.

With a wicked laugh, Han Sanshao was noncommittal: "It's just the three of you, it's still fun to play together, it's too boring to fight alone, it's not even a warm-up!"

"Insanity!"

With an angry shout, Qi Changlong and the other two looked at each other, took one step, and rushed out.

In an instant, the wind roared, and the momentum was surging. The three of them went all out to strike together, and they really pressed down on each other like an overwhelming sea. That powerful force immediately excited all the elite disciples present.

The three masters of the original elite sect jointly attacked, so strong, even his cold three young masters must not be able to withstand it!

However, seeing this scene, Second Young Master Han and Elder Mo had a calm and natural expression, and they were not worried. Even Third Young Master Han who was in the field still wore an evil smile, as if they didn't care about the three of them at all. Strong attack in the eyes.

"Poisonous fog fills the sky!"

"Meteor falls to the ground!"

"The land is empty!"

The green, white, and yellow rays of light reflected each other, condensed together, and suddenly pressed down on Han Sanshao, just like Mount Tai pressing the top. Han San was rarely seen, but he was noncommittal, his whole body shone with black light, the seal in his hand was playing, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"Quasi-level martial arts, ghost chasing hands!"

Whoa!

He waved his hands forward, and Sanshao Han suddenly appeared around the body of black phantoms, screaming and rushing towards the three of them like ghosts. With a bang, the light of the three of them was instantly dissipated.

puff!

Unable to spit out a mouthful of blood, the three of them flew out in unison. But at this moment, the shadow continued to pursue without stopping, and like a palm, it suddenly caught them on the head.

Suddenly, in the sound of miserable wails, the three of them suddenly felt a splitting headache, as if they were about to explode. Han Sanshao grinned, revealing a bloody smile.

"No, he's trying to disperse their primordial spirit!" His pupils couldn't help shrinking, and Bai Feng couldn't help but shouted, and stood up immediately, his face full of anxiety.

When Qi worship saw it, he also looked worried, and clenched his fists tightly.

However, before they could take action, the other party Elder Mo's light laughter suddenly sounded, sneering again and again: "How can there be a reason for the elders to intervene in the competition between the disciples? Could it be that the Moce Sect doesn't even understand this rule? Did you make the world laugh at you?"

"metropolitan……"

The eyelids trembled slightly, and the two of them hurriedly looked in the direction of Xie Wuyue, but they saw Xie Wuyue's gloomy face and didn't say a word. Obviously, the face of the sect is much more important than the lives of these disciples. Even if they really die in battle, the elders can't take action!

Seeing this scene, the two of them looked at the three of them again. Their primordial spirits were about to collapse, and their faces were so painful. They couldn't help clenching their fists, even their nails digging into their flesh. .

The more demon sect, the stricter the sect rules, and violating the sect rules is a capital offense. In the end, I am afraid that none of their grandparents and grandchildren will be able to escape. The truth is that saving is also death, not saving is also death, in a dilemma, there is only one way to die...