Chapter 1537: The magical effect of yin and yang pen

Han Ge’s hand played Tai Sao Bao. "Chen Changqing's facial muscles trembled: "Great, my generation is a model."

"There are countless ways, and there are no rivals in the same order." Yue Wuwei sighed a little, some did not want to admit, but also said the truth: "Zhang Han may be ... under the robbery, has reached the point of invincibility ""
"Under the robbery, invincible?"
Filina was shocked: "Is this true?"
She looked at Zhang Han in a sluggish manner, and the worship in her eyes became more and more intense.
"Hey, wake up." Meng Meng waved in front of her and said with a smile: "Don't worship my dad too much, just a little worship."
"Ah? Oh, well, I listen to you." Filina nodded.
Purple mouth is rising, it is the curvature of Zhang Han.
Mu Xue: "The master is invincible."
Chu also relied on the sentence: "The teacher is too strong."
They are very relaxed at this time. They have been mixed with Zhang Han for so many years. They have known it all the time, but when Zhang Han is shot, he will never miss.
"you!"
Ten seconds later, Mo Qinghan only returned to God, he was very sad!
Anger dominated his brain: "You gave me my blue dream sword..."
"It is a waste to you." Zhang Han shook his head slightly: "Look at the blue dream stone, you will leave, leaving you a life."
Hey!
Heartbroken.
Mo light and cold full of brains are the first words of Zhang Han:
"It is a waste for you, and it is a waste for you..."
It seems to be caught in a single loop, and the brain is brainwashed.
"what!"
Mo Qinghan Yang Tianxiaoxiao: "You must die!"
Rumble!
Mo light cold and angry.
The heavens and the earth changed, and above the top of his head, a dark cloud quickly gathered.
This seems to represent his mood, bad, very bad!
Hey!
Mo light cold swooped.
He is covered in golden light all over the body.
"Golden mansman!"
Mo light chills in the heart roar: "Open, open, open!"
His physique, usually sealed, and now repaired to 30%, this is a shackle, but also his method of practice, all open at this time.
Like a golden man, turned into a golden streamer.
When Zhang Han saw it, there was also a hint of interest.
He held both hands together, his neck moved to the left and right, and his joints creaked.
boom!
Instantly broke the sound barrier, two streams of light, like a meteorite, hit together.
Booming!
At the beginning, the golden light was a big win.
In less than a second, it was covered by white awns, and the golden light and shadow continued to recede, accompanied by the roar of Mo Qinghan:
"You! How are you?"
"How is your physique stronger than me?"
The answer to him is just a series of muffled sounds.
Hit it.
Mo Qinghan felt that the opponent's attack was too dense.
I haven’t had time to react, and I have a punch on my face, either chest, neck or arm.
It can be said that the entire body is facing the enemy's fists.
He?
Take Laozi as a sandbag?
Mo light cold anger and anger.
How was it suppressed?
He is also the peak of Dacheng, why is it so strong?
boom!
The left face slammed another fist.
Hey!
Mo Qinghan felt the brain screaming, and consciousness was beaten at this moment.
It’s like a boxer’s ko, it’s silly.
However, Mo Lianghan is a strong person, and his body is not weak. It is no big deal when he is a moment.
As everyone knows, his ideas are also very accurate, Zhang Han took him in the sandbags.
Kong Linger on one side can't stand it anymore.
"stop!"
Oh la la!
She waved a colorful cloud, mysterious streamer, accompanied by mysterious power.
Zhang Han brows slightly, gives up the attack, and leaves the tens of meters.
When the expert takes a shot, he knows if there is any.
Zhang Han saw that this Kong Linger was afraid to be the strongest of the four people present.
Mo light cold side heavy body repair, met Zhang Han, can be described as a tragedy.
Dealing with him Zhang Han is not very hard, more restrained.
But Kong Linger is different, her magical skills, there are still some ways.
Hard power, Kong Linger is at least five times stronger than this.
As others have said, the strength of the four arrogants in the field is similar, but they do not understand it.
"Mysterious master."
Kong Linger said faintly: "You are so chilly, don't you give me a starry face?"
"Ha ha ha."
Bai Yi suddenly laughed: "The goddess of Confucius, when you are not shooting, Mo Mohan can't fight, then I will marry him."
"Who said that I can't beat?"
Hey!
Mo Qinghan was furious and his nose was swollen and he began to be demonized.
"The spirit of the Holy Spirit!"
Hey!
Under the light and cold golden body surface, there is a faint halo circulation, and the injury will recover as soon as possible.
His stubborn cards, the spirit of the Holy Devil, this is his proud path of physical training.
The sacred body, even in the Yinlong Xinghe, is a powerful figure as long as it is built.
At this moment.
The men of the three major sects of Nanshanjing were truly shocked.
A strong person from the ancient martial arts, can actually press Mo light cold, can not imagine.
"This kind of person, in our Nanshan, is not a nameless generation."
"Strong, really strong."
"Maybe he is also a star in the river?"
This also makes Bai Yi curious, this ancient Wu industry certainly has no strong, but where do they come from? Is also the ancient road of the sky?
If it is, then where does he come from?
After thinking about it, Bai Yi said:
"You are a good opponent, but I advise you to report the name, otherwise, the sword is ruthless, killing you, but nothing."
"Oh?"
Zhang Han said: "You are very confident?"
"Ha ha ha."
Bai Yi laughed: "Is it really difficult for you to really naively think that you promised Mo Qinghan? It was just a temptation to attack. Not to mention him. If I use the cards, you may not be able to block the three moves." live."
"It’s so arrogant."
Meng Meng said in the audience: "Playing with your mouth, your Nanshan situation is really powerful."
Mu Xuehehe smiled: "I also saw it for the first time. I can make the disadvantages and the beggars so fresh and refined."
Hey!
Mo light cold can not help, the body suddenly surged, more strong, height reached two meters five, like a small giant, behind him, there are faint tens of meters high law looming.
"Oh, Mo Qinghan is going to be serious."
Bai Yi suddenly put away his long sword: "You can stop him, continue to speak, indigenous."
"If you lose money, you still have to use the old method."
Zhang Han’s eyes were light and cold.
Is this the head iron?
He wants to try his power for his pure yang body.
Hey!
Going up.
The two played again.
What surprised Zhang Han was that Mo Qinghan actually persisted for ten seconds.
In the first ten seconds, it began to recede and revealed weakness.
"Don't you fight?"
"Why is my holy spirit angry, why is it suppressed?"
Mo light cold heart panic.
This is a doubt about the kind of Eucharist that I have longed for.
Is the holy magic body weak?
Oh...
Face, head, neck, chest, etc., as if clenching fists at the same time.
Mo Qinghan once again flew away,
Spitting blood.
"You may not be suitable for physical training."
Zhang Han calmly said this sentence.
Hey!
Heartbroken.
Mo Qinghan is a bit skeptical about life.
At this time, next to Bai Yi could not help but move his hand, holding a seven-level spiritual sword, playing a red stunned sword, long Baizhang, vast and empty, want to suppress Zhang Han.
Another opponent.
Zhang Han looked at Bai Yi and his eyes were dull.
In fact, seeing his look, Bai Yi’s mood is solid and dignified.
"It is indeed a master!"
"Cautiously against the enemy, fight for a blow and kill."
He decided to attack dozens of secrets, then hide a killing trick and take the other side cleanly.
A secret technique was carried out.
And Zhang Han, a pen suddenly appeared in his right hand.
Yin Yang pen!
With the pure Yang body of Dacheng, this yin and yang pen is very suitable. Now it can be said that the fit is 50%. When the body of pure Yin and the body of pure yang coexist, this yin and yang pen is Zhang Hanshou. A big killer in the room.
"I don't know if he will use a yin and yang pen."
Yue Wuwei was a little sour, and his eyes were staring over there. He knew it was strong, but he still muttered.
Implications: Your kid takes a little trick to show me.
Zhang Han did not pay attention to him, his right hand popped open, and the yin and yang pens floated above the palm of his hand.
"Draw the mountain river!"
Hey!
The yin and yang pens moved, and the black hairy tip seemed to use the heavens and the earth as a drawing paper, leaving a faint black mark in the void.
With Zhang Han's pure yang power, the technique is naturally made.
A magnificent picture of the mountains and rivers is presented in front of everyone, as if he opened up a different space, and that place is real.
"Is this illusion?"
Bai Yi brows slightly wrinkles and speeds up the attack.
More than a dozen secrets followed.
Nourish!
Inspired by the power of pure yang, the mountain river map shines brightly. The whole pattern is constantly magnified and emptied into the void. Zhang Han stands under the mountain river map. From the point of view, it seems to be suspended in the center of the mountain river map. Take control of the king of the world.
"Ok?"
The face that looks empty in the back is slightly changed.
"Good moves." Kong Linger whispered.
Even Mo Hanhan stopped his body shape, and he decided to wait and see.
Even if he was smashed for two rounds, it doesn't matter. He thinks that he will eventually take the enemy's first level, and he is still the winner.
Booming...
The secret technique of Bai Yi broke into the picture of the mountains and rivers and had no influence on the outside world. In the vivid mountain river map, the mountains and rivers were beaten and collapsed, and the rivers flowed backwards.
But this is the problem. If you can't hurt others, you can say that the attacks are all absorbed by the mountain river map.
"interesting."
Bai Yi grinned, his right hand 掐诀: "Magic."
Nourish!
In an instant, hundreds of avatars emerged.
At first, people can feel the true and false, but after two seconds, all the illusions, a layer of silver light, mysterious.
All the avatars came from all directions.
"Day Dungeon."
Zhang Hanmu glimmered in the light.
The yin and yang pens moved again.
The mountain river map gradually dissipated, while another picture was formed quickly in the pen.
All of Baiyi's avatars, in all directions, formed a crystal network, the refracting radiance, let those illusions suddenly dissipate and turn into faint smoke.
"Blocking the magical powers?"
Bai Yi’s face changed slightly.
Even this magical power will?
"A sword is open!"
In the eyes of the public, Bai Yi slammed a fiercely, and the long sword swept, the amazing swordsman, blooming in the lock.
clank!
The big net of the locks trembled violently.
After the three interest, broken.
Bai Yi took the sword and went straight to Zhang Han.