The return of the king of Douluo Continent

"Boy, it's not wise to be arrogant here!" The second-level Huitong realm warrior in his forties looked at Tang San with a fierce look in his eyes, clearly harboring ill intentions.

"I only recognize fists." Tang San's calm answer made everyone's hearts ripple. What Tang San said was just the most common truth. Whether it is the martial arts arena or this world, strength has always been To respect.

"Insanity!"

The three of them shouted coldly at the same time, the momentum was extremely majestic. They couldn't stand Tang San's provocation, so they stood up and wanted to go on stage.

But at this moment, a figure in black robe suddenly rushed to the martial arts platform. She was wearing a mask and holding a long sword. The sword light flickered on it and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Tang San.

"Palace...Palace Master!"

Blood Eleven looked at that figure, his heart was filled with ups and downs. How could he have imagined that Han Yiyi would appear on the stage in person!

Most of the people below do not know Han Yiyi. They have even heard of the palace master but have never actually met her. Only the top five in the Black Killer Gold List and Black Killer Silver List have actually seen Han Yiyi in the palace. .

"Palace Master, please give the three of us a chance. We will let him kneel out from here!" When the three of them saw Han Yiyi's move, they hurriedly bowed.

Whoa!

But as soon as this sound fell, the people below were immediately surprised. They had never seen the palace master take action!

Han Yiyi looked at the three of them, and a sharp voice suddenly sounded: "This man has extraordinary skills, and the three of you are no match for him!"

Han Yiyi's words were tantamount to acknowledging Tang San's strength in disguise.

The three of them were scolded by Han Yiyi and did not dare to speak. They looked at Han Yiyi's figure and said, "The palace master just broke through the ninth level of the Pulse Forging Realm not long ago, and her strength is not as good as ours. Since we said we can't fight Tang San, what about her?" Can you survive the fight?"

The three of them were obviously extremely unwilling!

On the martial arts stage, Tang San looked at Han Yiyi and chuckled: "The palace master himself appears on the stage, which is really unexpected!"

"Isn't this exactly what you want?" Han Yiyi swung her long sword, cut out several sword flowers, and shouted: "On the martial arts stage, life and death are determined by heaven!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Yiyi's body turned into a shadow, quickly passing in the direction of Tang San, leaving only an afterimage wherever it passed.

Tang San's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought to himself: "What a fast movement!"

shhhhhh!

Flying in front of Tang San at a speed as fast as the wind, Han Yiyi swung her sword repeatedly, slashing out sword auras one after another, whizzing towards Tang San, but when these sword auras fell, Han Yiyi's figure quickly disappeared again , appeared behind Tang San the next moment, the tip of the sword touching his back.

With the sword energy in front and the blade behind, Han Yiyi almost felt that she was sure to win. She said calmly: "If you admit defeat now, I can take back the blade to protect you from harm!"

What answered her was the surge of spiritual energy in Tang San's body. That vast force directly pushed Han Yiyi back, and the hand holding the sword was a little unsteady.

After knocking Han Yiyi away, Tang San waved his sleeves and shot out several rays of spiritual light, which blocked the sword energy.

A crackling sound sounded, and the sword energy and spiritual energy dissipated at the same time.

hum...

At this moment, Tang San felt as if he was in a spiritual illusion. He closed his eyes slightly, sensing everything around him.

After a while, a stronger soul force roared out, and the entire illusion collapsed at this moment.

At the same time, Tang San held the Spiritual Consciousness Heart Fire in his hand, tiptoed a little, and his body floated away. When he reappeared, he had already reached the edge of the fighting platform.

At this moment, Tang San held the inner fire in his hand and pressed it against Han Yiyi's throat. If the latter moved even slightly, he would be burned by the flame and his skin would be burned.

"I didn't expect you to be able to condense the fire of spiritual consciousness and heart. I lost."

Han Yiyi sighed and said: "Come back with me, I still need your help. In addition, I heard from Lei Yun about Lin Danxue's situation. The Blood Nether Bead can control the mysterious cold energy in her body. I can help you."

When Tang San heard this, he immediately withdrew his spiritual consciousness and inner fire, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, and said, "Is this true?"

"Seriously, it's just that I still need your help on some things before that. If you are willing to listen, we will go to the palace to talk about it." Han Yiyi obviously also had difficulties, and Tang San already knew about the Blood Nether Pearl.

"Let's go to the palace to talk."

After Tang San finished speaking, he jumped off the stage, which immediately made everyone feel something was wrong: "This Tang San has always had the upper hand, why did he take the initiative to step down!"

"It would be great if we defeat the Palace Master!"

Han Yiyi was too lazy to pay attention to these people and walked directly off the stage towards the palace. Blood Eleven naturally followed closely behind.

When they arrived at the main hall, Han Yiyi took off her mask and revealed her true face, but at this time her face was pale and there was blood left at the corner of her mouth.

"Palace Master, your injury..." Xue Shiyi saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to support Han Yiyi. Tang San frowned, observed for a moment, and said: "It is because of the excessive loss of qi and blood in your body that your body became weak and finally became... It became what it is now.”

Han Yiyi took out a jade bottle, poured out a few red pills and stuffed them into her mouth, and then recovered a little, which surprised Tang San somewhat.

The elixir Han Yiyi took just now was a second-grade blood energy elixir. Tang San could easily recognize it with his eyesight, but what surprised Tang San was the way Han Yiyi took the elixir.

Except for himself, he has never seen another person who can take the pill and stuff it into his mouth like him. This Han Yiyi is a bit extraordinary.

After calming down a little, Han Yiyi showed an inexplicable smile and said: "As expected of the master of the nine-color soul light, your eyesight is really great."

"You are teasing me. If an alchemist can't even see this symptom, then he might as well pack up the alchemy furnace and get out of the alchemy world. But your way of taking elixirs is quite special and intimidating."

Tang San wanted to take the opportunity to inquire about the situation, but Han Yiyi obviously would not reveal any more. She just smiled and changed the topic to Lin Danxue.

"I can use the Blood Beads to save Lin Danxue, but half of the Blood Beads on my body were maliciously taken away by Han Yi, so it will be difficult to use them unless you can take back the other half of the Blood Beads from Han Yi." Han Yiyi said.

Tang San curled his lips and said: "You are using me. If I can get the other half of the Blood Nether Pearl, why would I need your help? Wouldn't it be better to just grab this half from you?"

Blood Eleven was horrified when he heard this, how could he have thought that Tang San would have such a bold idea!

"What you think is quite beautiful." Han Yiyi said: "The Blood Nether Pearl needs me to activate it to exert its effect. Just like Han Yi, if he doesn't get my help, even if he takes away half of it, The Blood Nether Pearl has no effect!"