Disciple, you are not really invincible, there is still your wife in this world

Chapter [-]: The Powerful White-haired King of Hell

The white-haired King of Hell wants Qin Yang to choose one of the two!

Either he kills someone or lets him go to Tianlong.

No matter which one, Qin Yang didn't want to choose.

The murderous intention of the white-haired King of Hell seemed to turn into substantial air pressure, directly covering the entire Zhangwu Division. Every warrior could feel that his body became heavier.

Qin Yang felt it first and was under the greatest pressure.

The ability of the white-haired King of Hell is indeed astonishing. This murderous intention cannot be cultivated without slaughtering thousands of warriors.

No wonder someone as powerful as Li Wanjun would have one of his arms chopped off by him.

"Senior, even if I take him away now, I will find him out and kill him later. Why bother?"

Qin Yang asked indifferently, Xiang Tianlong could escape for a while, but not forever.

The white-haired King of Hell said: "I will only save him today. How you track and kill him afterwards is your business."

When Qin Yang heard this, he couldn't help but smile: "Is that so? That seems okay...but senior can also consider my other proposal."

"Oh?" The white-haired King of Hell laughed, showing interest: "Tell me about it!"

Qin Yang said: "Senior, leave now. I will not chase you down in the future."

"Senior, take Xiang Tianlong away now, and I will hunt down senior in the future."

"..."

Not to mention the white-haired King of Hell, Zhao Hekai was shocked!

Mudd! What kind of lunatic is this?

The other party is the white-haired King of Hell! Do you really think it’s just any master of heavenly beings?

He can even say such things, he is just a fledgling boy, how dare he?

Even Li Wanjun was shocked by Qin Yang's words. The white-haired King of Hell could easily cut off his arm, which proved his terrifying strength.

Qin Yang's horizontally practicing Diamond Kung Fu failed to defend against the opponent's attack.

In other words, Qin Yang’s biggest support is the white-haired King of Hell!

By saying such provocative words, are you not afraid of angering the White-haired King of Hell and then being directly beheaded by him here?

Li Wanjun's expression suddenly became solemn, and his whole body's energy was radiating, maintaining his peak state.

Avoid waiting for the white-haired King of Hell to attack Qin Yang and then be too late to rescue him.

The white-haired King of Hell couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and said: "Young man, this is interesting. Do your parents know that you are so arrogant?"

Qin Yang smiled brightly: "You probably don't know, I haven't seen them since I was a child."

The white-haired King of Hell said cheerfully: "Most of the people who dare to provoke me like this are already covered with grass on their graves. Young man, do you want to be like them?"

Qin Yang said nonchalantly: "Senior, you can try it!"

"Okay!"

As the white-haired King of Hell spoke, he seemed to move instantly. Before he could even finish the word "ah", he was already in front of Qin Yang.

His thin and slender fingers suddenly turned into the sharpest steel blades and swept directly towards Qin Yang's head.

Qin Yang's expression remained unchanged, he shrunk to an inch and stepped out more than ten meters away.

But the white-haired King of Hell followed closely behind him, as if he had predicted where he would end up, and continued to sweep his head with his five fingers.

Qin Yang used his Vajra Kung Fu with all his strength, and at the same time continuously shrank to the ground and changed positions, but the white-haired King of Hell was always able to keep up.

So at first glance, it looks like the two are bound, constantly moving their positions.

Because the speed of the two was so fast, the warriors under the great masters could not see them at all, and could only hear the sound of breaking wind.

Only a great master can see the two traces of light and shadow.

boom!

Qin Yang flew upside down and couldn't get out, and hook-like scars appeared on his arms, as if they were torn apart by the claws of an eagle.

Blood flowed out gurglingly, but the bleeding stopped and scabs formed in an instant.

Qin Yang panted slightly and looked at the white-haired King of Hell ten meters away, who had bright blood on his fingertips.

The white-haired King of Hell sighed: "It's really troublesome to shrink to an inch, and your Vajra Kung Fu is also troublesome."

"When I'm dealing with you, if there's a very powerful master pestering me, I really don't know what will happen."

Qin Yang calmed down and said, "Senior is really good at joking. I think you can do it with ease."

The white-haired King of Hell shook his head: "Absolutely not, it's just that my level of martial arts is high, and my strength reserves must be much greater than yours."

"So I can continue to explode without showing fatigue, but you are different. You don't have enough energy and energy."

"Shrinking the ground into an inch requires a lot of energy and strength. With your continuous actual combat, the consumption index will rise straight up."

"That's why you showed your tired look before me. Young man, if your level is higher, I won't be able to deal with you."

The white-haired King of Hell had a look on his face that said he was "terrible", but Qin Yang felt that the old man was probably teasing him.

He even had a suspicion that the White-haired King of Hell was not a martial arts heavenly being at all, but a strong man above the martial arts heavenly beings!

Just when the two were about to continue their action, a cold voice came from the entrance.

"White-haired King of Hell? Stop!"

The white-haired King of Hell paused suddenly, then turned his head to look, and then showed a complicated expression: "Miss Luo, you are actually here."

The one who spoke out was Luo Chenyu who came with Qin Yang.

Luo Chenyu was cold and noble, with a peerless appearance, and at the same time, there was a heroic look between his brows, giving him a very strong feeling.

She walked straight in and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Do something to help people." The white-haired King of Hell did not do anything anymore, but looked at her kindly: "Miss Luo, do you know this little brother?"

When Luo Chenyu saw that Qin Yang's face was a little pale and there were scars on his arms, his expression became even colder.

"White-haired King of Hell, what is your request?" she asked directly.

Qin Yang did not make any move, but looked at Luo Chenyu with a strange expression. With this posture, did Luo Chenyu know the white-haired King of Hell?

"Take Xiang Tianlong away." The white-haired King of Hell said simply.

With Luo Chenyu here, it would be impossible for him to take action again, otherwise he would be the one who doesn't know what to do.

"Xiang Tianlong has committed an unforgivable crime, so he cannot be handed over to you!"

Luo Chenyu frowned and refused sternly.

The white-haired King of Hell also said: "Then I can only grab it forcefully, Miss Luo, I don't want to do anything to you, and I don't want to anger you."

"But if you ruin my mission, I can just take them away without hurting anyone."

Luo Chenyu's expression darkened slightly, but at this moment, Qin Yang said, "Okay, you can take the people away."

Luo Chenyu was suddenly startled. She looked at Qin Yang in confusion. She had already stepped forward, and the white-haired King of Hell would definitely give in.

Qin Yang suddenly gave up. Wasn't it all in vain?

The white-haired King of Hell smiled: "Little brother, I know your interests. I will entertain you well next time I have a chance to meet you."

Qin Yang retorted: "I hope the seniors will also improve by then, otherwise after I improve, I may have the ability to kill you."