Chapter 1013: Han Rulie's strength (1)

Chapter 1013 Han Rulie's Strength (1)
This is the battle between the cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm and the middle stage of the Incarnation Realm. There should be no possibility of winning with such a wide gap, but when everyone looked at the red and tall figure, there was a touch of expectation in their hearts. .
The corner of Mu Zhili's mouth raised a faint smile, her calm eyes filled with support. This kind of Han Rulie is the same as when he first met in Luo Tiancheng, the same red, the same pride, and the same fascination.
I don't know when, Han Rulie no longer frowns when he is asleep, but he is always used to hugging himself tightly. She knew that he had always lacked a sense of security in his heart, which was a habit that he had cultivated over the years, so he continued to strengthen himself in order to have enough strength to protect everything he wanted to protect.
No matter how strong the opponent was, he never flinched. She believed that he could! Because he has whispered in his dream thousands of times: I will not hurt Lier again!
Han Rulie raised his head slowly, his peachy eyes were full of cold color at the moment, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, "Use whatever means!"
Hearing this, King Wancheng's complexion suddenly became gloomy, and in an instant, Sen Leng's killing intent filled his body. Seeing that his figure moved, he suddenly swept out, and the scarlet sword in his hand was flying wildly, covering Han Rulie's whole body with fierceness.
Ding Ding! The blade passed by, and when he rushed into Han Rulie's whole body, the sharp sword in Han Rulie's hand also made a sharp sword aura, and slammed into the sharp blade! In an instant, the flames flickered, and violent wind swept from the point of contact. To resist the offensive of Lord Wancheng, Han Rulie did not retreat but moved forward, drawing a sharp arc in his hand, piercing Lord Wancheng extremely fiercely into his heart.
"Huh!" Wan Chengjun snorted coldly, his eyes were chilly. The treasured sword in his hand turned in the opposite direction, and the crossbar was in front of his chest, resisting the sharp sword light! Ding Ding Ding! At almost the same time, the two suddenly attacked each other, and the fierce offensive broke out in an instant. The sword, light and sword shadows spread in the sky, and the two of them turned into two tornadoes, frantically attacking each other's vital points. The speed was so fast that people were dazzled.
When the war broke out, the cultivators beside the Scarlet Road had already gathered all their eyes here. They had planned to wait for Mu Yichen and Wanchengjun to be both defeated before they rallied and attacked again to grab the benefits. Never thought that the battle between the two of them never broke out, but Han Rulie and Wanchengjun first handed over.
Everyone looked at Han Rulie, who had not been defeated in the battle for a long time, and a little surprise appeared in his eyes. Under this huge power gap, no matter whether it is strength or tyrannical strength, it is far from being compared with the opponent, but Han Rulie abruptly blocked the attack of Lord Wancheng, how can he not be surprised? Bei Minghai's eyes widened and he looked at Han Rulie in the battle in astonishment. He didn't expect that Han Rulie of the Nascent Soul Realm was determined to fight against King Wancheng. He was awed by the opponent's ranking and number of people before, and he never had it in his mind. This year.
His gaze couldn't help sliding across the faces of Mu Zhili and others, and his heart was shocked when he saw their unwavering gaze. He seemed to ignore some very important things, and slowly withdrew his gaze, Bei Minghai fell into contemplation. boom!
With a loud noise, Han Rulie and Wan Chengjun separated abruptly. When everyone saw their figures clearly, they couldn't help but breathe in a cold breath.
I saw that Lord Wancheng had a few more cracks on his cyan shirt that had been pierced by the sword, and traces of blood were faintly revealed. The previous fight actually injured him!
All this is insignificant compared with Han Rulie's brutality. Han Rulie's red shirt had been soaked with bright blood, and the faint smell of blood was permeated in the air. The blossoming blood was against the enchanting face, and a tragic smell spread.
The corner of Wan Chengjun's mouth raised a sneer, looked at Han Rulie with disdain, and sneered: "With your strength, you are not my opponent at all! Get ready to die!"
Han Rulie's cold face suddenly sketched a curve after hearing King Wancheng's words. His haze-filled blue eyes were as blue as the sea, and he looked at King Wancheng Road: "It's too early for you to say this! "
Han Rulie's hands suddenly flipped, each of the complex handprints mixed with the majestic force of heaven condense between his hands. In the next instant, Han Rulie's aura suddenly increased from the original foundation!
King Wancheng's eyes condensed, and a deep look of shock appeared in his eyes. He was surprised to find that Han Rulie's injuries had healed quickly. How could this be possible?
However, everyone's attention was on Han Rulie's enhanced breath.
Late Yuanying Stage!
The pinnacle of Yuanying Realm!
Early incarnation!
Han Rulie's breath suddenly strengthened to the incarnation state, such a tyrannical way of skyrocketing is simply appalling. This kind of martial arts has always been effective when the cultivation base is low, who can still improve at such a cultivation base? This can be called the law against the sky!
"Now...you should know that what you thought was too simple, right?" Han Rulie whispered, his cold voice without the slightest temperature.
Hearing this, Lord Wancheng was startled, and a sigh of cold flashed in his eyes, mixed with anger, and said: "I will let you know what your real strength is, even if you temporarily increase your cultivation base, it can't be me. The opponent!" The next moment, Han Rulie's figure rushed out like lightning, the breeze blowing, raising his hair like ink. He exchanged his hands quickly, holding the sword in his left hand, sticking out his right hand, and slamming hard together with Lord Wancheng with a violent palm. There was a low and muffled sound, and the energy wind swept away, and the bodies of the two of them all took a step backward. Seeing this evenly matched scene, everyone was deeply moved. You must know that Han Rulie's ranking is about 500, and now he is on a par with the third-ranked King Wancheng. This strength is really strong!
Looking at everyone's eyes, Wan Chengjun sneered, his eyes changed slightly. Turning his hands quickly, complicated and mysterious strange handprints emerged. The heavenly power surging around him suddenly became boiling. "You should have enough of your prestige, and then let me confirm the gap between you and me!"
Hearing that, Han Rulie's complexion became heavy, and he muttered: "Is it finally going to do it?" In the previous battles, King Wancheng had never used his tyrannical martial arts. The real battle has only begun now!
The water attribute heavenly power within Wan Chengjun's body quickly surged out, and the full blue heavenly power lingered beside him, looking from a distance, like a rough blue sea. The damp and majestic breath swayed away from it, making people look up.
In the blue sea, the figure of the King of the City was looming, and in the next instant, between the surging sea, a huge blue phantom slowly emerged from it, suspended in the air, looking at everyone condescendingly! With the appearance of this phantom, everyone just felt a burst of clammy rushing towards their faces, their faces were full of poetry, and their clothes gradually damp.
Everyone's eyes gradually became fierce. This is the real strength of the third Lord Wancheng! With such a violent move, Han Rulie would definitely not be his opponent!
Mu Zhili's eyes were still as calm and waveless as an ancient well, but when she looked at the red figure in front, a little ripples waved.