Chapter 117 Get lost!

Han Jiuchong is indeed Ye Wutan’s uncle.

But, he is only his cousin.

Moreover, Ye Wutan has only met him once.

He met him when he was a child and followed his mother Han Wan’er to visit relatives in the imperial capital.

At that time, Han Wan’er brought Ye Wutan to the gate of the Han family in the imperial capital, but he was rejected by Han Jiuchong before he even entered the door.

It was because Han Wan’er was not a direct descendant of the Han family in the imperial capital, but only a collateral branch.

This time, Han Jiuchong came to Jianghai mainly to help his brother Tang Zhengfeng vent his anger and teach Ye Wutan a lesson!

Of course, there was another purpose.

Han Jiuchong wanted to get some medicinal materials from Jianghai Baiyaotang.

Unexpectedly, Ping Bujiu not only did not show up, but also asked a medicine boy to tell him that Baiyaotang would not sell its medicinal materials to any outsiders!

Han Jiuzhong was very angry. Not only did he beat the medicine boy to death on the spot, he also pulled Ping Bujiu out and beat him up!

At this moment, Jiang Changsheng, who was responsible for guarding the gate for Ye Wutan, saw Han Jiuzhong coming.

The other party was actually Ye Wutan's uncle.

He went to report immediately.

At the same time, he was shocked in his heart. He never thought that Ping Bujiu, a super strong man who could fight with him, was beaten like this.

Qian Beichen, who was practicing boxing in Buyuanxu, naturally noticed this scene at the gate.

Seeing Ping Bujiu lying on the ground, with no idea whether he was dead or alive, Qian Beichen looked anxious and hurried forward to help Ping Bujiu up. Qian Beichen

leaned forward and asked, "Mr. Ping, how are you?"

Ping Bujiu's mouth was still oozing blood, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

He was barely breathing.

Han Jiuzhong glanced at Qian Beichen indifferently and said coldly: "Are you the Qian Beichen who defeated Lin Guchan with two punches?"

Qian Beichen glared at Han Jiuzhong and asked: "Who are you?"

Han Jiuzhong sneered: "You don't deserve to know, but since you are the disciple of that stinky boy Ye Wutian, you can die in my hands!"

At this point, Han Jiuzhong added: "Come on, let me see what's different about you."

Qian Beichen stood up suddenly and attacked Han Jiuzhong, and at the same time, he drew out the Qinglong sword from his waist.

"Insult my mentor! Die!"

Who would have thought that at the moment when Qian Beichen chopped down with a sword.

Han Jiuzhong just raised his hand lightly and clamped the Qinglong sword with two fingers.

Without using any strength, it seemed as if he just used a slight force, and the world's number one sword, the 'Blue Dragon Sword', was broken on the spot!

Clang!

After Han Jiuzhong broke the Blue Dragon Sword, he directly stabbed Qian Beichen's chest with the tip of the sword.

Qian Beichen was shocked and dodged reflexively, thus avoiding the fatal blow, causing the broken sword to only pierce his clavicle.

Hu Xiao'e, who was present, saw this scene.

She screamed!

She was so scared that her mind went blank.

Han Jiuzhong kicked Qian Beichen in the stomach and sneered, "You little brat, that's all! Qinglong Sword... is it? Humph, didn't Ye Wutan tell you that in the face of absolute power, any cold weapon is like scrap copper and rotten iron?"

Bang!

Qian Beichen finally landed.

But he was already thirty meters away, bleeding from the mouth from the kick, and his intestines seemed to be broken.

Fortunately, Qian Beichen's spirit was extraordinary. Although he was seriously injured, he was still able to get up with difficulty.

At this time, Ye Wutan flew over.

Seeing Qian Beichen was injured and fell at the gate without saving him, he was furious.

Han Jiuchong looked at Ye Wutian coldly and spoke slowly.

"Ye Wutian, do you know that Tang Zhengfeng is my sworn brother?"

Ye Wutian did not speak, but helped Qian Beichen up and checked him. Fortunately, he was fine, just internally injured.

Ye Wutian walked towards Ping Bujiu again. After checking...

his meridians were cut off. If it was

ten minutes later, I'm afraid he would not be able to be saved. Then, Ye Wutian pressed a few important acupoints of Ping Bujiu. Ping Bujiu's face regained some color. He spoke with his dying breath and reminded: "Master, you must be careful with Han Jiujiu. I have never seen such a powerful warrior!"

Ye Wutian still did not speak, but stood up and set his eyes on Han Jiujiu.

The opponent's aura was like an iron mountain. Judging from his posture, he should be a master of "Henglian".

Han Jiuzhong was also looking Ye Wutian up and down, but his eyes were full of disgust.

"Ye Wutian, why don't you come forward and kowtow to apologize? If it weren't for the fact that you are a blood relative of my Han family, I would have punched you to death!"

Ye Wutian then walked towards Han Jiuzhong.

Still without saying a word.

At this time, the Supreme Lord and others had come to watch.

Seeing Han Jiuzhong, they all felt like they were facing a powerful enemy!

Han Jiuzhong continued to speak.

"Looking at your walking posture, you do have a bit of martial arts aura, but unfortunately, compared to my disciple Tang Lian, you are just a piece of rotten wood. However... you can be a sharpening stone for him in the martial arts!"

Ye Wutian finally spoke.

"You talk too much nonsense!"

As he spoke, Ye Wutian's eyes flashed with contempt, and his aura suddenly soared.

Han Jiuzhong raised his eyebrows and laughed.

"Why, do you want to fight with me, your uncle?"

"Next month, next month, the back mountain of Emei will open for disciples. Tang Lian will also have a martial arts competition in Jiangnan. You can go and fight with him then. If you don't die within ten moves, I can teach you a thing or two."

"I didn't expect that a lowly embryo like Han Wan'er could give birth to a martial arts master like you!"

The sun was scorching, and the distance between Ye Wuotan and Han Jiuzhong was less than ten meters.

Seeing Ye Wutian's footsteps, Han Jiuzhong seemed to really want to fight him, so he snorted and laughed, and walked towards Ye Wutian with a step that was like wading through mud.

His steps were very slow, like an old man strolling, but with each step, his body swelled a little bit. After three steps, his original height of about two meters had risen again, and the whole person was like a black-faced King Kong.

When he took the fourth step, Han Jiuzhong's leather shoulders were like standing on an icy lake in a single piece of clothing, and the muscles on his arms were like covered with bean-sized iron sand.

Looking down at Ye Wutian, Han Jiuzhong tilted his mouth and said in a thunderous voice: "This is the Iron Fist!"

After saying that, Han Jiuzhong suddenly punched out, and his huge fist was like a cannonball, rushing towards the center of Ye Wutian's chest, causing the air to explode, as if there was an arc of electricity on the fist!

At this time, Ye Wutian also punched out.

It was also the Iron Fist!

However, at the moment when Ye Wutian punched out, the whole fist was like iron sand.

Bang!

The two fists hit each other, like the sound of steel clashing!

A sound like firecrackers rang out in the air.

The next moment, Ye Wutian's fist returned to normal, but the surface of the back of his hand was as clean as water.

As for Han Jiuzhong.

He had been knocked out ten meters away, and his right arm was as soft as noodles.

From the shoulder joint, directly to the wrist socket!

Moreover, the white bones were exposed!

But before Han Jiuzhong could be shocked, Ye Wutian approached again and punched him in the head.

A powerful move!

Han Jiuzhong raised his other arm to block.

Bang!

Ye Wutian's fist hit Han Jiuzhong's elbow joint directly!

Shattered!

Everyone present was stunned.

Especially Ping Bushu, who was seriously injured, covered his chest and looked at the scene in front of him in shock.

His mind was blank.

This...

the strength of the Pavilion Master is too strong!

Ping Bushu just thought that even if Ye Wutian took action, he could only barely defeat Han Jiuzhong. Who would have thought that in front of Ye Wutian, Han Jiuzhong was actually powerless!

The fist that Han Jiuzhong had used to fight Ye Wutian had been severely deformed, and the other arm, which had a broken elbow joint, also looked useless.

Suddenly, Ye Wutian kicked Han Jiuzhong in the stomach.

Bang!

Han Jiuzhong fell to the ground thirty meters away like a kite with a broken string. Ye Wutian

said only one word with a cold face, which was the word that Han Jiuzhong said to him and his mother Han Wan'er when he was a child.

"Get out!"