Chapter 580 Ye Han VS Murong Tiandu

Chapter 799 Ye Han VS Murong Tiandu

Thinking of this, a lot of eyes fell on Ye Han, and the fear and murderous intent in their eyes were extremely strong. Ye Han had already started to lay out his plan before he went north, and buried his hidden hand. This kind of scheming and scheming is really too fearful!

Because no one knows what back-up plans Ye Han has not yet exposed. The ghost servants exposed this time have already shocked the world. It can be imagined that since Ye Han entered the northwest from Central China, the ghost servants have already started to help him in secret, allowing him to take over the northwest and destroy the masters of other major forces who helped the northwest, and finally destroyed Xu Longxiang without any effort.

A trick of the ghost servants can be said to make Ye Han's journey northward one-third easier. If Ye Han has deeper chess pieces hidden in secret and not exposed, the consequences will be too terrible!

"Kill, today, we must kill them!"

Murong Tiandu looked cold as ice, his eyes had locked onto Ye Han, and he walked out, followed by the leaders of the four major sects in the ancient martial arts world. Today, if Ye Han didn't die, his enemies would have trouble sleeping and eating in the future.

Seeing this, Ye Han waved his hand, and then the masters behind him also walked out. The Gu clan elder, Nanquan Huang Wanjin, and Laogui also moved at this time, each choosing their own opponents.

Laogui VS Wing Chun Lv Lao!

Zhao Hengtian VS Beiming Changgong!

Old Master Chen VS Baji Guyang!

The Gu clan elder VS Xingyi Ma Lao!

Nanquan Huang Wanjin VS Wuyue Zhuo!

Sha Ben, Lin Qi VS Jiu Kongzhi!

Except for the four Tianlong generals and fifty silver dragon generals who acted as a defensive force and did not take action, Guipu, Leng Wufei, the Chen brothers and others all took action. Their opponents were naturally the Zhongren Du masters of the four major sects.

Ye Han's opponent is naturally Murong Tiandu!

Boom!

At the moment of the war, the terrifying collision was no less sensational than the explosion just now. The surrounding air was shaking and trembling. It was like a stone was thrown into the calm water. The air formed circles of ripples and spread around, blowing the black hair of Ye Han and Murong Tiandu who stood still in the field.

The two looked at each other, and their dark eyes were like sharp swords that could pierce each other's bodies.

"Do you know? In order to wait for this day, I feel like I'm living a year every day!" Murong Tiandu twisted his neck, and a sinister smell spread wildly from his body. He slowly clenched his fists, and the power in his body exploded, burning like fire.

Ye Han said, "Then don't wait any longer. Be careful not to get sick. I'll just have a chance to see if the Nine Yang Power of the Holy Land Kunlun is as terrifying as the legend says."

"This kind of power will bring you despair!"

Murong Tiandu's indifferent voice fell, and suddenly, the sound of his fist breaking through the air sounded in the void like a gust of wind. The ghost-like speed made it impossible to see the trajectory of his movement. The scorching hot fist arrived in front of Ye Han in an instant, and it struck like thunder. This punch seemed to bombard Ye Han's body and split it apart.

Buzz!

At the same time, a powerful force erupted from Ye Han's body, and it collided with Murong Tiandu's fist in the most shocking and crazy way.

The terrible sound resounded between heaven and earth. The power of the Suzaku Holy Fire collided with the power of the Nine Yang. The destructive aura spread by the intersection of that power caused the hard ground under the feet of Ye Han and Murong Tiandu to crack into lines. However, after a collision, the bodies of the two were as stable as Mount Tai, without any shaking.

Sharp eyes met in the air. The next moment, Murong Tiandu roared wildly, his eyes were like knives, and all the Nine Yang power in his body was released. His breath was as majestic as the ocean, and his terrifying fist was like lightning, smashing towards Ye Han's head fiercely.

Seeing this, a strange color flashed across Ye Han's eyes, and he retreated gracefully, avoiding Murong Tiandu's attack like a cunning rabbit.

Murong Tiandu's attack missed, and the shocking effect brought by the power of the critical hit in the air was like a thunder falling from the sky. The sound waves of the explosion were probably enough to kill a master of the Ren Du realm.

"Hmph, Ye Han, I didn't expect you to have a time to dodge, and you'll die!" Seeing Ye Han retreat, Murong Tiandu's arrogant face was full of crazy fighting spirit, and he was unstoppable. The young man who had stepped on him before finally had a time to dodge him, which made Murong Tiandu's inner fighting spirit even stronger.

"Murong Tiandu, you think too highly of yourself. It's your ability to step on Nalan Mietian, but it doesn't mean I am one of them." Ye Han looked indifferent, and the spiritual energy in his body surged out from his dantian. Just now, he only used the Suzaku Holy Fire to deal with Murong Tiandu, but now the Suzaku Holy Fire and spiritual energy are used together. Even if Murong Tiandu's Nine Yang Power is extremely powerful, I am afraid it will be difficult to stop his next attack.

The two forces gathered crazily in Ye Han's hands, blended, and merged into one. The ferocity of this force is more terrifying than a volcanic eruption.

"Nine Yang Holy Dragon Fist!"

With a loud shout, Murong Tiandu's figure fell from the sky, and his terrifying fist swung down towards Ye Han. Behind him, a golden dragon appeared in the void, looking down at Ye Han, and a faint pressure enveloped the world.

"Get out!"

Ye Han looked up, he looked at Murong Tiandu who fell from the sky, and the faint dragon shadow in the void behind him looking down at him, with an arrogant look, the whole person rushed forward, carrying a deafening attack and madly colliding with Murong Tiandu's Nine Yang Holy Dragon Fist.

Bang!

The collision of this terrifying force made the heaven and earth seem to shake at this moment. At the intersection of the two forces, traces of air being torn slowly emerged, and a violent wind suddenly rose around, sweeping everything around wildly.

At this time, Ye Han and Murong Tiandu's bodies retreated at the same time, like a train that could not be stopped. The soles of their feet dragged a terrifying trace on the ground, and retreated to a place more than ten meters away. The bodies of the two people stopped at this time, and then they stared at each other with cold eyes, murderous intent raging.

At this moment, whether it was Ye Han or Murong Tiandu, they both felt the power of each other.

"As expected of me as your old rival, you are stronger than Nalan Mietian." Murong Tiandu's eyes were filled with ferocity, and a solemn look slowly crept up on his arrogant face. Ever since he came down the mountain from the holy land of Kunlun after studying martial arts, he believed that no one in the young generation of China would be his opponent. After defeating Nalan Mietian, Murong Tiandu became even more certain of this. But now, Ye Han's strength was far beyond his expectations.