Han Zhaoyun smiled. He took back his palm, shook his head and said, "Bai Qi, I really didn''t expect that you have been promoted to Shinto, but if you think you can be wild in Dashin, it''s a big mistake."


    He looked at Yang Xuan faintly, and the last trace of surprise in his eyes had completely dispersed, replaced by a touch of contempt.


    "But it''s just a hypocrite who has just been promoted. How dare you talk in front of me? I''ll let you know what innocence is."


    Han Zhaoyun opened his mouth faintly. As soon as his voice fell, he made a bold move.


    Boom!


    A huge gap suddenly opened in the sky. Then, a huge palm poked out of the gap and patted Yang Xuan directly.


    As soon as this palm came out, Han Zhaoyun''s face showed indifference. He believed that under this palm, Bai Qi would at least be seriously injured.


    It''s just a new realm of hypocrisy.


    But the next moment, the indifference on his face was replaced by shock.


    A huge golden crescent moon appeared in front of Yang Xuan. Then, without any pause, it cut directly into the giant palm in the sky.


    When the golden light crossed, the giant palm was cut in half and dissipated between heaven and earth without leaving any trace.


    "This... How is this possible?" Han Zhaoyun was shocked.


    You know, this huge palm, which was transformed by his Tao and meaning and used the power of God, has reached an amazing level, but it was brushed by the golden light and disappeared without a trace. How is it possible.


    Just when he was surprised, Jin Yue didn''t dissipate, but after cutting off his huge palm, he cut it directly to Han Zhaoyun.


    When a breath of cutting everything came, Han Zhaoyun was horrified and startled. When there was no time to go, his whole person suddenly turned into a virtual shadow.


    The golden light flashed by.


    Han Zhaoyun came out of the shadow, pale and disbelief in his eyes.


    A moment later, his right arm suddenly left his body. For a time, blood was all over the sky.


    Exclamations come and go, and no one believes his eyes.


    Han Zhaoyun, a Shinto expert who worshipped the great Shen Empire, was not an enemy of the unity of white rise, so he was cut off and his blood was scattered in the sky.


    Luo Yi''s body trembled slightly, with a trace of fear in her eyes.


    She couldn''t help but feel cold from the bottom of her heart when she thought of talking in front of Baiqi, coercion and inducement not long ago.


    She dared to threaten a Shinto master. At this moment, she was afraid and even admired herself.


    In particular, it''s incredible that this Shinto master can beat Han Zhaoyun, an old Shinto.


    To the East, Gu Shentu has retreated far away. Even if it is Yu Wei, they can''t bear the battle between the two Shinto masters.


    Gu Shentu''s face was ugly. He was uncomfortable at the thought of making a noble demeanor in front of Bai Qi not long ago and there were many threats between his words.


    "Younger martial sister, the enemy you provoked is not simple." he smiled bitterly and shook his head.


    Xiangdong still didn''t speak. He just looked at Yang Xuan quietly and didn''t know what he was thinking.


    Han Zhaoyun didn''t move and let the blood flow from the broken arm.


    He stared at Yang Xuan, his eyes full of disbelief, even accompanied by a trace of fear. After a long time, he murmured, "what is this?"


    Yang Xuan smiled: "this is the unique way of our Xianmen, called Xiuzhen."


    "Xiuzhen!" Han Zhaoyun muttered to himself.


    He doesn''t understand.


    He didn''t understand why he was just a master of entering the Tao not long ago, and now he can step into the Shinto?


    He didn''t understand why Bai Qi could defeat his old Shinto master with one move just after he was promoted to Shinto?


    He still doesn''t understand. Obviously, he hasn''t felt any Tao meaning. The golden moon sent out in vain can cut off his Tao meaning and cut off his arm?


    There are too many things he doesn''t understand.


    But he had no chance to figure it out.


    Dajinyue cut off not only his arm, but also his life.


    He suddenly remembered Yang Xuan''s words: go to Dashen palace to kill several people for fun.


    He had heard this as a joke, but at the moment, he had a deep fear inexplicably in his heart.


    "Xianmen, Baiqi, Xiuzhen!" he uttered the last few syllables of his life.


    At the next moment, his body cracked like porcelain, and golden light came out of Han Zhaoyun''s body and pierced the sky.


    In everyone''s dull eyes, the golden light on Han Zhaoyun became thicker and thicker. Finally, when the golden light reached a peak, his whole person burst into a shower of blood.


    Han Zhaoyun is dead.


    The worship of Dashen Empire and the famous Shinto master all over the world died in Yang Xuan''s hands. It was simple and easy, and even didn''t die like a Shinto master.


    Han Zhaoyun may go down in history because he was the first Shinto master who died in Yang Xuan''s hands, but he will never be the last.


    No one reacted. Everyone looked dull, as if they hadn''t figured out what had happened.


    Isn''t Han Zhaoyun hurt? Didn''t he just break his arm? Why is that?


    There is no exclamation, no discussion, only silence, or fear.


    Everyone is in fear. Terror is a demon God who says to kill without hesitation in the face of Shinto experts.


    Devil white!


    At this moment, the name is deeply rooted in people''s hearts and has survived for thousands of years.


    Luo Yi suddenly felt that she was in a hurry. She should send someone to repay the pope with a holy order after killing Han Zhaoyun from Baiqi.


    She can already imagine what a huge wave will rise after today.


    She was a little afraid, because she suddenly found that all her arrangements seemed so ridiculous and powerless in front of the news that Bai Qi was the Shinto.


    In the face of absolute power, all intrigues are jokes.


    At this moment, she deeply understood this sentence.


    "Catch up with Xiaocui and send back what happened here to the sect door with the highest holy order!"


    After reacting, she immediately called another maid around her.


    The maid heard the speech and disappeared without any hesitation.


    "Bai Qi, what kind of person are you? What kind of power is Xianmen? What is Xiuzhen?" Luo Yi looked at the man standing in the sky and muttered to himself.


    In the sky, Yang Xuan waved slightly, and a simple ring was put into his hand. With a slight sweep of his mind, a smile had appeared in his eyes.


    This is a storage ring. The space inside is more than ten times larger than what he has now. In addition, there are a large number of natural materials and earth treasures in it, which are amazing in quantity.


    It''s easy for a Shinto master to hide all his life.


    Put away the ring and his eyes became cold.


    If the great Shen empire can send a Shinto master to chase him, it can send a second and a third. In the long run, he will be very annoyed.


    It seems that the Da Shen palace and his party are imperative.


    When his mind turned, his eyes swept over Gu Shentu and came eastward.