"Sect Leader Yun?"
Seeing that the black-robed person had no intention of moving, Pill King Gu He lowered his voice and tested the waters.
The black-robed person did not respond, only fixing a cold gaze on Jiang Han.
Suddenly!
A fierce and terrifying Dou Emperor aura erupted from the black-robed person.
"Big brother, have you crossed paths with that fellow? She has killing intent toward you."
Xiao Yan pointed a finger at the black-robed person, kindly reminding Jiang Han.
Jiang Han looked calmly ahead, his gaze seeming to pierce through the black-robed person's bamboo hat.
Pill King Gu He and the other two Dou Wang experts exchanged glances, confusion filling all three pairs of eyes.
Clearly, they had no idea about the grievances between the black-robed person and Jiang Han.
"Are you the one who killed Yanran?"
A hoarse voice issued from the black-robed person's mouth.
Listening to the elderly-sounding voice of the black-robed person, Pill King Gu He and the other two turned increasingly strange expressions.
Though they did not understand why the black-robed person had altered her voice, they finally grasped the reason for that sudden burst of killing intent.
They all knew that this respectable matron beside them had once taken in a beloved disciple, but unpredictable were the winds of heaven; more than a year ago, that beloved disciple was killed by a menial servant.
During this period, she had poured massive amounts of manpower and resources into finding that servant.
Yet, that person seemed to have vanished into thin air from the Gama Empire.
"Looking at it now, he really does resemble him quite a bit."
Pill King Gu He re-examined Jiang Han's features.
Because of his unprecedented handsomeness, with just a slight recollection, Jiang Han overlapped with that wanted portrait.
"Those who kill must naturally be prepared to be killed in return," Jiang Han said.
"Since it's him, Old Lion, Feng Li, either of you go and finish it."
Seeing Jiang Han admit it, Pill King Gu He spoke to the other two Dou Wang experts.
In his view, Jiang Han was not yet worthy of the black-robed person making a move.
"To think they are the Top Ten Experts of Gama Empire, Lion King Yan Shi and Wind Walker Feng Li!" Hearing the two names uttered by Gu He, a flash of surprise crossed Xiao Yan's eyes.
At that moment, he also guessed the identity of the black-robed person—Nalan Yanran's master, the sect leader of Yun Lan Sect!
"Old Lion, you take this one." Wind Walker Feng Li seemed to hold himself in high regard and was unwilling to make a move against Jiang Han.
"Next time, you go." Yan Shi was also somewhat reluctant.
With that, Yan Shi looked at Jiang Han, let out a low shout, then raised his head and spread his hands wide.
Instantly.
A pale silver Lion's Roar Sonic Wave, almost tangible in form, abruptly spread outward from Yan Shi's wide-open mouth.
The terrifying sonic wave rolled like surging billows, fiercely slamming toward Jiang Han.
Just as the Lion's Roar Sonic Wave was about to strike Jiang Han, a ferocious energy vortex surged up in front of him.
Like a black hole, this energy vortex instantly swallowed all of Yan Shi's Lion's Roar Sonic Wave.
In a battle between experts, a single move reveals the truth.
At that moment.
Lion King Yan Shi and Wind Walker Feng Li both knew they had underestimated Jiang Han.
The other's strength far exceeded their imagination.
"Attack together!"
Feng Li, who had originally been watching the battle, also made his move, appearing behind Jiang Han in a flash and trapping him in the middle in a pincer movement with Lion King Yan Shi.
"You guys needn't bother, I'll do it instead. It will end much quicker."
Jiang Han's casual words drifted through the air.
Lion King Yan Shi and Wind Walker Feng Li were slightly stunned, and before they could even comprehend the meaning of Jiang Han's words, the latter vanished from where he stood.
"Old Lion, watch out!"
Sensing something, Feng Li issued a warning at the very first moment.
Yet everything was still too late.
In almost an instant, Jiang Han appeared right in front of Yan Shi, using his hand like a blade to hack downward at Yan Shi.
Crack!
A crescent-shaped white blade of Qi extending from beneath his palm easily cleaved through Yan Shi's armor.
The terrifying energy pierced straight through Yan Shi, carrying his body and emitting a piercing sonic boom through the void.
"Wind Walker, come back!"
Witnessing this scene, the black-robed person beside Pill King Gu He immediately cried out.
In her anxiety, the black-robed person even forgot to disguise her voice.
"Yun Zhi?"
Hearing that familiar feminine voice, Xiao Yan's body trembled violently.
In the battlefield.
Having witnessed Yan Shi being easily blasted to death, Feng Li had already begun retreating from the fray.
Only.
After finishing off Yan Shi, that figure reappeared in front of him like lightning.
A trace of panic flashed in Feng Li's eyes, and his hands formed seals rapidly as violent winds suddenly surged around his body.
Hundreds and thousands of wind blades fired simultaneously, shooting toward Jiang Han, yet they could not even break through the latter's defense.
"Wind Push Style!"
Before long, cyan wings sprouted from the back of the black-robed person, and a longsword appeared in her hand.
Seeing Feng Li plunge into peril, the black-robed person quickly joined the battle.
Accompanied by a cold shout!
High in the sky, a massive Cyan Tornado Storm swept wildly toward Jiang Han at the wave of the black-robed person's sword, carrying the violent roar of the wind.
Wherever the storm passed, the oasis below was completely torn into barren earth, echoing from afar with the distant desert.
Jiang Han did not even glance at the oncoming storm, throwing a casual punch.
The massive Dou Qi Fist Seal condensed on his knuckles carried a roaring sound, charging toward the storm like a dragon crossing a river.
The two behemoths collided in mid-air!
Boom!
A thunderous explosion shook the deafening air.
At the intersection where the two fierce energies clashed, the void itself was torn open, cracks spreading like a spiderweb.
Yet after a stalemate of a few seconds, the tornado storm was the first to run out of energy, dissolving and vanishing.
As for the Dou Qi Fist Seal, it continued forward to launch its attack.
The black-robed person frowned deeply, vibrating her wings to dodge aside.
She had not expected the other's Dou Qi to be pure and immense to such a terrifying degree!
Even she was no match for it!
Fortunately, the other party had relied purely on brute force in his successive attacks, without any Dou Skill enhancement.
Though the black-robed person managed to evade Jiang Han's attack, Feng Li on the other side was not so fortunate.
To be precise.
Jiang Han's target in this attack had originally been Feng Li first, and striking at the black-robed person was merely using offense as defense.
Clang, clang, clang!
Under Jiang Han's brutal and ferocious pounding, Feng Li bled from all seven orifices before finally slamming heavily into the ground like a cannonball, creating a massive crater.
Whether one knew Dou Skills or not did not matter.
Because Jiang Han firmly believed that absolute strength overcomes all techniques.
In his previous world, didn't there happen to be a bald man who could obliterate monsters with a single punch?
Looking at Feng Li, who had already lost all vitality below, Pill King Gu He's expression turned unsightly to the extreme.
These two Top Ten Experts of Gama Empire had both been invited by him to help secure the Strange Fire, yet he never expected that before even laying eyes on the Strange Fire, they would end up dead along the way.
Swish!
The black-robed person struck once more.
With ghost-like speed, she appeared right behind Jiang Han.
The next moment, the longsword in her hand stabbed forward fiercely, its tip condensing a ring of high-speed rotating wind blades resembling a cyan sphere covered in external blades.
Jiang Han showed no fear at all, his palms wrapped in Dou Qi as he reached out to catch it directly.
A continuous series of crisp impact sounds rang out.
The high-speed wind blades slashed against Jiang Han's palms, yet could only produce faint white marks.
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