Martial Arts Evil God

In the Demon Ruins, there are not only fights between humans and demons, but also fights and even fights between human monks!

After all, enemies may fight if they disagree!

At this time, in a place.

The people on both sides are very incompatible.

One side is led by a tall, arrogant, broad-faced middle-aged man. At this time, the middle-aged man sneered at a strong middle-aged man on the other side and said sarcastically: "Black Lion, it seems that I didn't teach you enough lessons at the beginning!"

"Wallace, what are you proud of? You are hundreds of billions of years older than me, and now your strength has been caught up by me, right?" The strong middle-aged man retorted.

"Catch up with me? Haha, but you will never have the chance to become an immortal, and I can still impact the immortal!" Wallace grinned, his face full of sarcasm.

"That may not be the case. Maybe I will become an immortal one day earlier than you!" The strong middle-aged 'Black Lion' sneered.

"Become an immortal before me? Haha, your original oath was to accept a disciple and defeat all my disciples. Now my disciples are by my side. The weakest one is now at the level of Eight Tribulations Saint Lord, and the strongest one has reached the level of Xuan-level Saint Lord. Where is your disciple? You must remember that there are still billions of years, and it will be over soon!" Wallace said with disdain.

"My disciple is stronger than all your disciples! When my disciple defeats all your disciples, I hope you can still be as proud as you are now!" The sturdy middle-aged 'Black Lion' said coldly.

"Haha, you are so arrogant! I didn't expect you to be the same as before, only talking big!" Wallace laughed, full of sarcasm.

"You" The sturdy middle-aged 'Black Lion' was so angry that his face flushed.

There were many cultivators on both sides, and the war of words between the two made others not know how to start.

However, in terms of overall aura, Wallace suppressed the sturdy young man ‘Black Lion’. It was not because Wallace was stronger, but because the sturdy middle-aged ‘Black Lion’ had been defeated by Wallace many times before.

“Nothing to say, right?” Wallace laughed.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded: “Nothing to say? My master just doesn’t like to talk, but likes to speak with facts!”

“Huh?” Wallace’s brows suddenly frowned.

Wallace and the sturdy man ‘Black Lion’ were having a war of words, and no one noticed that someone had arrived here.

“Disciple!”

“Nephew!”

“Xiao Han!”

Surprised voices rang out one after another.

Everyone looked over and saw two figures walking towards this side, one handsome man and the other a woman with a veil.

These two people were none other than Dongfang Han and Xiao Qiqi, who had entered the demon ruins for hundreds of millions of years.

“Master, uncle, sister Xueluan.” Dongfang Han smiled and greeted several people.

Then he also greeted the people with the Black Lion Saint Lord and the Free and Easy Saint Lord. No, to be precise, the Black Lion Saint Lord and the Free and Easy Saint Lord can no longer be called Saint Lords, because they have now broken through to the semi-immortal level, but they are only third-class semi-immortals.

Obviously, they have gained a lot of benefits in the hundreds of millions of years in this demon ruins, otherwise, they would not have broken through to the semi-immortal level so quickly. Although they are only third-class semi-immortals, semi-immortals have already mastered the laws of the immortal way.

When the mastery of the laws of the immortal way reaches a certain level, you can pass the tribulation and become an immortal. Of course, whether you can pass the tribulation successfully is another matter!

"Black Lion, is this your apprentice? Humph, he looks like you, just a boastful guy!" Wallace said with a sneer at this time.

"Are you bragging?" Dongfang Han didn't wait for his master to speak, and sneered at his master, the enemy, and sneered: "I don't look down on your disciples. In my eyes, these disciples of yours are all chickens and dogs, and they are vulnerable!"

As soon as he said this, the people on the side of Black Lion Half Immortal and Xiaoyao Half Immortal all applauded.

Although they applauded, Black Lion Half Immortal was unsure and asked in a voice transmission: "Among his disciples, the most talented disciple is the youngest disciple, and now he has reached the level of Xuan-level Saint Lord!"

"Don't worry, Master!" Dongfang Han said calmly in a voice transmission.

At the same time.

Wallace and others were extremely angry, especially Wallace's four disciples.

"You arrogant kid, I will torture you!"

"You don't know how to live or die!"

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Wallace's four disciples, a Seven Tribulation Saint Lord, an Eight Tribulation Saint Lord, a Nine Tribulation Saint Lord, and a Mysterious Saint Lord, looked at Dongfang Han. Although they didn't know Dongfang Han's realm, they could feel that Dongfang Han's aura was very young, far less than theirs. Even Wallace's four disciples had practiced for nearly 10 billion years.

"This guy is more arrogant than his master!" The other cultivators on Wallace's side were also very dissatisfied with Dongfang Han's arrogance.

"Wallace, you should let your disciples teach this guy a lesson quickly! I can't stand it!"

"Yeah! If you don't know, you would think that your disciples are not very good."

Wallace was also furious.

"You all come together!" Dongfang Han made a provocative gesture to Wallace's disciples.

"Boy, I don't need my four brothers to deal with you!" Wallace's third disciple roared, holding a spear and killing Dongfang Han.

Among Wallace's four disciples, the strongest is the fourth disciple, while the weakest is the third disciple Jia Ya, who is only at the Seven Tribulations Saint Lord realm.

If divided by realm, Dongfang Han's realm is only the Six Tribulations Saint Lord now, and he is not as good as Wallace's weakest disciple Jia Ya, but what is being compared is not the realm, but the combat power!

"Is that all you can do?" Dongfang Han looked at Jia Ya, who was coming fiercely, with disdain on his face.

Boom!

With a wave of his hand, a possible force swept out.

Bang!

With a loud bang, Jia Ya flew backwards with blood spitting out, along with his gun.

"What?" Wallace's people were all shocked and angry.

They didn't expect Jia Ya, the Seven Tribulations Saint Lord, who took the lead in attacking, to be severely injured by someone with a casual wave of his hand.

"Too weak! I told you to come together! In fact, even if you come together, you still have no chance!" Dongfang Han blew a breath on his hand, as if defeating the Seven Tribulations Saint Lord Gaya was effortless for him!

"Damn it!" The remaining three disciples were all flushed by Dongfang Han's words.

"I'll do it!" Wallace's second disciple Tumian roared, holding a big knife and standing out from the crowd, killing Dongfang Han, slashing down with the big knife in his hand, with a thunderous prestige!

Even if he knew that Dongfang Han was powerful, he was unwilling to attack with other brothers, because it would be too embarrassing if it got out!

He rushed over very quickly, but he vomited blood and flew back even faster!

"Ah!" Tumian's screams made the cultivators on Wallace's side look ugly.

On the other hand, the Black Lion Half Immortal and the Xiaoyao Half Immortal were all excited.

The Eight Tribulations Saint Lord was defeated casually by Dongfang Han!

"Kill!" Wallace's eldest disciple Montali roared, and the long sword in his hand was also coming with a terrifying edge.

"Hmph!" Dongfang Han snorted coldly, and his five fingers clenched into a fist, and the mighty power gathered on his fist, and then he swung it out fiercely.

Buzz! ! !

Dongfang Han's punch seemed to have crossed time and space.

The next moment, Montali followed the second and third disciples before, vomiting blood and flying backwards, and was also severely injured by Dongfang Han.

"Another one was defeated!"

"When did the Black Lion Half Immortal accept such a talented and powerful disciple?"

"One punch severely injured Montali, who was at the Nine Tribulations Saint Lord level! Not worse than that Dening!"

Dening is Wallace's youngest disciple, and is also at the Xuan-level Saint Lord level.

Dening's talent is extraordinary!

Wallace would not have thought that his disciples would be defeated by all the disciples accepted by the Black Lion, but at this time, he was nervous. According to the strength shown by Dongfang Han, he was afraid that he could really defeat his strongest disciple!

Dening stared at Dongfang Han. He was Wallace's youngest disciple, but also the best disciple.

He couldn't lose!

This was related to his master's face. If he lost again, his master would be embarrassed!

Wow!

Dening held the long sword tightly in his hand. Like his senior brother Montali, he was a master of swordsmanship. Although Wallace was good at several weapons, his best weapon was actually swordsmanship!

Dening and Montali inherited Wallace's strongest means. Of course, Dening was the best!

"Kill!" Dening had a sharp look in his eyes, and his body flashed towards Dongfang Han. The sword in his hand was bright and dazzling!

"Defeat!" Facing Dening's full-strength killing, Dongfang Han still didn't take out his weapon. This Dening was just a Xuan-level Saint Lord. He had killed several third-level semi-immortal demons. It didn't take much energy to deal with him, nor did he need to use too powerful means.

"Damn it!" Looking at Dongfang Han's bare hands, De Ning's eyes were filled with endless anger. He felt that he despised himself. The power of this sword increased a little bit out of thin air. He wanted to make this arrogant guy pay the price!

Boom!

The terrible divine power on Dongfang Han's fist burst out instantly.

It was like a long rainbow piercing the sun, extremely dazzling, but the power was extremely powerful.

Bang!

Then there was a loud noise, and that De Ning vomited blood and flew out.

One move, still one move!

De Ning was defeated by Dongfang Han like a dead tree and rotten wood.

"What?" At this moment, in addition to Xiao Qiqi, even the Black Lion Half Immortal, Xiaoyao Half Immortal, Xue Luan and others were also shocked.

This is the Xuan-level Saint Lord. With bare hands, they were still wondering if Dongfang Han was too arrogant. At this moment, they realized that they still underestimated Dongfang Han.

Dongfang Han's strength was beyond their imagination.

The Xuan-level Saint Lord was so vulnerable in his hands!

Wallace's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. His most promising disciple was so fragile? Defeated by someone with bare hands and one move?

"I told you that you should come together, although you still have no chance. You are not qualified to fight alone!" Dongfang Han blew a breath on his fist and said lightly.