Chapter 4763 Senior, My Brother...

The eyes swept across the strangers in front of him like a sharp blade.

No matter when, no matter where...

There are always a group of people who will test their lives for money.

Liu Ye and others are like this.

They have clearly figured out Su Han's cultivation and guessed his origins. Basically, it is almost accurate.

A first-level quasi-saint has no background in the Holy Land. He is just an upstart who got a lot of elemental crystals...

Isn't it?

Absolutely correct!

But the only thing they didn't guess, and no one would guess, is...

A first-level quasi-saint actually has the terrifying combat power of a mortal saint! ! !

Void Saint Pearl? Mortal Saint Fake?

What's the use?

He, Su Han, is a mortal saint himself!

"I wanted to keep a low profile, but you came looking for death, so I can only help you!"

Su Han stared at Liu Ye and said slowly: "A group of quasi-saints dare to come to me for trouble? The points gold card and 10,000 element crystals are in my hands, why don't you dare to come and take them?"

"You are not a quasi-saint... At least, you are also a virtual saint of the first level!"

Liu Ye said in horror: "Who are you?!"

The middle-aged man before was a quasi-saint of the sixth level. If he wanted to run, few people below the virtual saint could kill him.

Therefore, Liu Ye guessed that Su Han hid his cultivation and just deliberately showed the aura of a quasi-saint of the first level.

"If I tell you who I am, can you recognize me?"

Su Han's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the terrifying power of cultivation suddenly burst out!

"Wow!!!"

Endless pressure, with Su Han as the center, swept out in all directions.

The astonishing pressure, like the collapse of the sky, made the nearly 100 quasi-saints instantly blush and breathe extremely difficult.

"This..."

They stared with wide eyes, showing expressions of shock and fear: "Is this the pressure of a quasi-saint cultivator???"

Absolutely impossible!!!

Not to mention the quasi-saint, even on the virtual saint cultivator, they have not felt such a terrible pressure.

Only the ordinary saint...

But they don't believe it!

How can a quasi-saint of the first level of cultivation have the pressure of the ordinary saint level?

Isn't this just a foolish dream?

"Go!"

Liu Ye shouted fiercely, and turned around and fled into the distance.

The light appeared under his feet, forming a large amount of water splashes, while paving a road, and a huge waterfall appeared behind him to block Su Han's pursuit.

"Is it also water attribute?"

Su Han smiled: "Unfortunately, your mastery of the water attribute order is just the tip of the ice!"

"Wow!!!"

The icy power unfolded again, and Su Han didn't even use the icy field.

The waterfall was frozen, and all the figures could not leave. The entire void seemed to have turned into an ice surface. Liu Ye, who was the fastest, was also trapped in mid-air!

The water under his feet had completely solidified, and his feet were merging with the water.

He wanted to run, but he couldn't!

"Melt!!!"

There were roars coming from all around, from those monks with the power of fire attribute order.

They tried to melt all the ice with the power of fire, but the final result disappointed them.

Water and fire are indeed mutually exclusive, but how can the fire attribute of the quasi-saint level melt the water attribute order of the mortal saint level?

In terms of level, there is a huge gap!

"Senior, we know our mistakes!"

Liu Ye has completely understood that he and others are completely like ants in Su Han's eyes.

It is said that a real man can bend and stretch, and he is doing so at this moment.

"Senior, please spare us. We are blind and don't know what's great. Please let us go, just treat us as shit!"

Su Han kept smiling and didn't speak. Instead, he stretched out his finger and tapped the figure on the left.

"Bang!"

It was just a simple action, but as Su Han tapped his finger, the figure exploded with a bang!

There was no blood splattering, no corpse collapsing, just like ice breaking, the other party died silently, not even leaving his soul.

This scene made Liu Ye and others shrink their pupils, and their hearts almost jumped out of their throats.

"Senior, we really know our mistakes, you are so generous!"

"As long as you let us go, we are willing to give all our points to you, and we are willing to work like cows and horses for you, and we will never have any complaints!"

"Bang!"

Another muffled sound came out, and another person died.

Then——

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

Su Han tapped his fingers continuously, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

The nearly one hundred figures had no room to struggle. Every time Su Han tapped his fingers, one of them would collapse.

"Bang!"

As the muffled sound came out, Liu Ye's face turned completely pale, and his lips kept shaking.

He knew very well...

Of the nearly one hundred people before, now only he was left!

In other words, if Su Han didn't let go of his murderous intentions, then he would be the one to die next!

"Senior..."

Liu Ye's teeth were trembling, and the regret in his heart had already drowned him like a wave.

Seeing Su Han walking towards him, Liu Ye felt a blockage in his chest and felt very uncomfortable.

"Senior, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong..."

I burst into tears, but it was really pitiful.

Just as Su Han was about to speak, he felt a large number of figures rushing towards him from a distance.

Su Han frowned as his spiritual thoughts swept away.

There are more than 5,000 people in these figures, and...

All dressed in white!

"People from Baiyi Pavilion?"

Su Han's expression turned cold: "As long as I don't cause trouble for you, do you still dare to come to me?"

When he turned his head, Su Han looked at Liu Ye in front of him and suddenly smiled.

Liu Ye trembled all over, feeling like he was caught in some conspiracy.

What made him relieved was that Su Han stood in front of him and stared at him, but did not make a move for the time being.

It seems that he is waiting for something.

really--

"咻咻咻咻..."

In Liu Ye's time, which lasted as long as a year, a moment passed, and many figures in white appeared in his sight.

"White Pavilion?"

Liu Ye's expression changed again.

He looked at the people in the White Clothes Pavilion and then at Su Han, who was dressed in white, and an idea suddenly occurred to him.

"He is from Baiyi Pavilion?!"

Liu Ye was not surprised but overjoyed, and said loudly: "Senior, is he from Baiyi Pavilion?"

Su Han was silent.

"Senior, the flood has really washed away the Dragon King Temple, and one family doesn't recognize the other!"

Liu Ye said ecstatically: "To be honest, senior, although brother Liu is not from Baiyi Pavilion, he has an excellent relationship with Baiyi Pavilion. If he had known that senior was from Baiyi Pavilion, Liu would not have dared to provoke him no matter what. Senior!"

Su Han raised his eyebrows but still said nothing.

At this time, the figures of more than 5,000 white-clothed pavilions arrived.

The first words they spoke almost made Liu Ye faint.

"Little beast, so you are here!"