Vol 3 Chapter 1791: The Holy Goddess was forced out

Han Gong was not tall, his face was dark, his eyes were like electricity, and he looked as majestic and terrifying as a black tiger. People who come up and do it are generally either dumbfounded or masters.
Obviously, being able to get into one of the nine true spirits is not a dazed man.
When the fist wind blew closer, Han Duxue knew that the person in front of him was definitely not a person waiting for leisure. His fist wind seems to have the gang wind power, can pierce her body shield, directly typhoid body.
After Han Duxue was slightly startled, she was like a flexible crane, dodged several times in the shadow of fists in the sky, and while avoiding the fierce attack, she offered a shield.
An inconspicuous shield, the light blue light is not dazzling. But after looking at it, his face suddenly became ugly, and he whispered "It's Gubao again!"
Everything about feeling cold and Duxue is ordinary, even Yu Yu can't compare it. After all, they have a solid foundation.
Han Gong didn't change his method. With his hands dancing, his fist shadows became denser, as if there was only one style of play, but the cold Duxue was unable to counterattack for a while.
She stared at him and realized that his hands were black, and she realized why his boxing shadow was so powerful, fast, and strong, so it could destroy the mountains and rivers. It turned out that this person was wearing a pair of Lingbao-level gloves.
It was the first time that Han Duxue saw such a treasure. It was only in a book or heard about it before. After she moved slightly in her heart, Han Gong suddenly stopped attacking without reacting.
Han Duxue knew that he wouldn't stop for no reason, and took the opportunity to take a palm shot, pushing a large white handprint forward. Everyone was taken aback.
Mahamudra... Isn't this the ability of the Buddhist school? How did she learn?
The handprints were huge, pushing forward like a wall, just blocking Han Duxue behind. Han Gong folded his hands and shook his head, bowed his head and shouted. The field energy all over his body exploded suddenly, and a phantom resembling a real black giant tiger appeared behind him, although it only appeared slightly. But everyone can see that it is Han Gong's destiny.
It's a holy thing. Black tigers and white tigers are barely considered sacred objects, but this is not because of their special bloodline, they are different from unicorns, but because they are rare.
There are ordinary white tigers and ordinary black tigers, and you can meet them by chance among wild animals. A real white tiger is a divine beast. It has something completely different from an ordinary white tiger on its head. It is like a basalt. Although it is a turtle, it has horns on its head like a dragon horn.
Han Gong pushed forward fiercely, and also looked up and saw the big handprints coming over. He also froze for a moment, and he didn't seem to expect Han Duxue to learn such a technique, which was very strange.
In fact, they are just some of the techniques implied in the Linglong Seal. Only when these exercises are mastered can they display the Linglong Seal. Not long after Han Duxue practiced the Linglong Seal, he expected that it seemed a little unsuitable for the enemy, so he chose to attack with mudra. Although it could not hurt the enemy, this method had a good effect on resisting the enemy.
Han Gong suddenly moved the field energy and pushed forward again. The effect was completely different from the fist shadow just now. After a low roar, an illusory image appeared.
A black tiger with an illusory figure exactly like Han Gongchang's sitting on his body, carrying a long stick, rushed towards Han Duxue.
Everyone was stunned to see that the one person was a phantom of his ability, but with the forward impact, it became more and more solid. After that time, it turned out to be like a living thing, vivid and vivid.
Zhu Mei's face condensed!
The big handprints taken by Han Duxue crashed under the impact of that person and tiger. The other party only slowed down slightly, and then rushed over again in a hurry. The degree was not reduced, as if the big handprints hadn't been reduced. Can resist the opponent's attack.
But that slight slowness also gave Han Duxue a respite. She watched the other party rushing towards her indifferently. She wanted to sacrifice a treasure to disperse it, but soon she found her left. , There is another thing exactly in front of it.
That Han Gong's speed was so fast that it was almost instantaneous, and he was able to make such an attack again in the blink of an eye, which made Han Duxue look a little different.
The little shuttle who had killed Nangong killed him before and flew out to meet the person in front of him, and she flashed, intending to avoid the attack on the left.
However, she miscalculated again.
What really killed him was Han Gong's own attack.
Han Duxue’s flashing was just within his calculations, her flashing direction instinctively leaned to the right, and Han Gong had already held an agitated iron stick, rounding it towards Han Duxue. Then it hit.
If this stick is beaten down, even if she has a Lingbao-class shield, it can also beat her up. After all, the things in others' hands are not ordinary.
If she makes any mistakes and has loopholes, it is tantamount to handing over her life.
Seeing that the other party's big stick was about to fall on Han Duxue's head. Bamboo eyebrows screamed in fright, his cheeks sullen, and his face became completely inhuman.
She could see clearly that this Han Gong's cultivation base was not as good as Han Duxue, the technique was not as good as her, and the treasure was not as good as her. But this person's battle experience is too rich.
Zhu Mei even saw another Yu Yu appear on the battlefield. He was able to calculate all the possible details in a short moment. The most frightening thing was that he calculated it accurately and not bad at all.
Seeing that the big stick was about to hit Han Duxue’s head, suddenly the stick stopped in mid-air, so quietly it stopped a few inches above Han Duxue’s head and couldn’t get down. .
Everyone held their breath and looked at it, and they were shocked to see that the stick was held in one hand by another cold snow.
It's just that the cold Duxue that appeared separately~EbookFREE.me~ is much taller and more holy than the cold Duxue you just started. As soon as she appeared, everyone faintly felt that the brilliance of the sun disappeared, leaving only the tall image of this woman and the white light from her body.
The tall "Han Duxue" held the stick with one hand, his face was peaceful, and he looked at Han Gong quietly. Han Gong looked startled, and froze.
And the real Han Duxue raised his hand, the long sword shot, and with a flutter, Han Gong's head was cut off. The primordial spirit didn't react, yet he had time to leave his body in the future, and the head was again taken out by Han Duxue's long sword, which was chopped in half.
The soul didn't even have the opportunity to shout, so it was completely wiped out!
"You..." With bloodshot eyes, he stomped fiercely, "Han Duxue, you are too much!"
Bamboo eyebrows patted his chest. In terms of strength, Han Duxue steadily gave birth to Han Gong, but with insufficient actual combat experience, she was caught off guard and calculated that she was almost dead.
"You are the first person to force my idol out. It's worth it if you die!" Han Duxue said indifferently, looking at the fallen body.