In the falling rain curtain, the residual shadows left by high-speed movement are all around. For a time, the green dragon is dazzled. He can''t recognize which is the real body and which is the residual shadow.


    During the high-speed rotation, Zhang Han raised his hand from time to time to release a gray light to the green dragon.


    In the face of such a rogue attack, Qinglong had no choice but to stand in place and watch his nose and heart. The Zhenyuan in his body was urged to the extreme and turned into a circular green light shield to protect his body.


    Even so, the gray light and shadow extending from time to time can easily penetrate the shield and hurt his body.


    In just a few seconds, the green dragon was full of ferocious blood. The blood dyed the white Confucian robe bright red. I don''t know how many knives were stabbed by the God killing gun. The shape is very miserable.


    I don''t know when, Zhang Han stopped turning, stood not far in front of Qinglong, clamped the soul chopping knife under his arm, patted his palm with both hands, and made a "snap" sound.


    The green dragon bent down slightly, his face as pale as paper, his body trembled gently in the cold rain, and he looked like he might fall down at any time. However, his eyes were very bright. He was surprised to stare at Zhang Han''s action.


    It seems that he saw the other party''s doubts. Zhang Han smiled and said, "do you hear? The sound has spread very fast. At such a close distance, you should hear it as soon as I clap my palm. However, the expansion speed of shensha gun is 200 times faster than the sound. Let this speed give you a ride!"


    After saying that, he held the handle again and pointed the blade at the green dragon.


    Zhang Han didn''t boast about 500 times the speed of sound and an extended distance of 13 kilometers. He just wanted the other party to understand.


    "Well, it''s so fast! No wonder I tried my best and couldn''t escape! It''s not a waste of my life to die under such a knife!"


    Qinglong spat a mouthful of blood foam with a bleak smile on his face, "but I don''t understand. Just now, you had several opportunities to kill with one blow. Why did you let go of the key and show mercy? You and I don''t know each other. It shouldn''t be because you want to torture me. Why?"


    "Unexpectedly, you found it so soon."


    The battle between the two has only lasted for a few minutes. Qinglong not only has to try his best to deal with his God killing gun, but also wants to think about these, which surprised Zhang Han.


    "You''ll know soon!" Zhang Han didn''t say his purpose. The tip of the knife pointed at the green dragon and shouted, "God kills the gun and dances!"


    He saw his right hand holding the handle of the knife and waving it in front of him. The soul chopping knife was as fast as lightning and thunder. In less than two seconds, there were more than ten gray light bands in front of him.


    The green dragon tried his best to urge the heaven and earth green light ring. Countless green mans suddenly appeared in front of him. The raindrops reflected colorful light and shadow, flickered a few times, and then returned to darkness again.


    The distant sky was full of lightning and thunder, and the majestic rain poured down. It hit me and was cold in my heart.


    Cold! Why is it so cold?


    For hundreds of years, I have forgotten the cold, but now I feel the cold again, which seeps into my heart and lungs and bone marrow.


    Is this the feeling of death?


    Qinglong tried to keep his eyelids open and watched the strange white mask getting closer and closer. One gold and one dark green, the eyes of two monsters and demons were like two bright stars, illuminating the dark night


    Zhang Han raised his hand to disperse the soul of Qinglong, and then used Yang Dun''s power to protect his body from serious damage. After completing these, he collected it into the world.


    "I really want to thank thousands of people for sending me a puppet of the human way!" Zhang Han withdrew his mask and smiled.


    Qinglong''s strength is roughly on the sixth to seventh floors of Shangqing. When he collects five volumes of Tianshu and fellow practitioners of Buddhism, Taoism and demons, I believe this puppet will soon grow into an expert in Taiqing.


    A puppet in Taiqing, plus one-third of his spiritual strength, is absolutely no less than Dongxian wants and hates.


    "No!!"


    Seeing that Qinglong''s fallen body was taken away by Zhang Han, Youji was very anxious. She fought with Tian and rushed towards Zhang Han instead.


    Zhang Han ignored Youji, who was in a violent state, resisted the sword light and flew to the beach.


    "Stay for me!"


    Youji bit her teeth, turned her body, and followed Zhang Hanfei into the air.


    Zhang Han looked back and laughed. Lang said, "you are the first in a vein. You can''t even take a woman down. Martial uncle Tian, can''t you be senior brother song Daren?"


    The loud and thick voice cut through the rain curtain and spread to Tian Buyi''s ears as well as to the righteous disciples. The crowd moved slowly and looked strangely into the air.


    Tian Buyi''s face was livid and his heart was very angry. The fat on his face trembled, and the pudgy figure trembled violently. It was obvious that he was very angry by Zhang Han''s words.


    Originally, seeing Youji rush to Zhang Han, he just can relax. When the people eat melons, they sit and watch them fight and kill. Who knows that this bastard falsely accuses himself that his accomplishments are not enough? How can he bear it?


    Speaking of this, Zhang Han was also angry.


    These decent bastards always look dignified. When they blow, they blow harder and harder. They are all afraid of death when fighting.


    He solved three elder level figures of the demon sect at one go. Those guys not only didn''t help, but gathered around to watch the play one by one. It''s light to satirize Tian not easy. I really want to annoy him. None of the bastards on Liubo mountain want to run away!


    To be honest, the righteous disciples also feel wronged. They were at the theatre before because the first audience didn''t give an order, and they didn''t dare to act rashly.


    Cangsong and Tian are not easy to feel bad about Zhang Han. Of course, they won''t help him out.


    Later, when the disciples were fighting, they found that the cultivation of the disciples of the demon sect was not low. Seeing that Zhang Han killed people to chop melons and cut vegetables, they had to deal with one by themselves.


    Tian Buyi always wanted face. He was run by Zhang Han''s words. Although he was very angry, he could only fly forward and stop Youji. The two fought again.


    The dark clouds seem to be pressing on the top of the head, sometimes flashing lightning, like a giant dragon, tumbling wantonly over the overseas island.


    In the distance, a white line rolled up in the dark, turned into tens of meters high waves and beat on the coast, but it was blocked by a red light curtain and rolled back again.


    Zhang Han stood in the air and stared down. The ghost King''s clothes and robes were flying. His body was ethereal. The bulging Zhenyuan poured into the Fulong Ding in front of him, and then turned into a corrugated red light, rippling and spreading along the light curtain.


    At the bottom, Kui cattle stood on one foot, roared angrily, and frantically hit the red light curtain, but they were always bounced back by this mysterious ripple.