Chapter 118 You are very strong, worthy of my second trump card! 【3/



Chapter 118 You are very strong, worthy of my second trump card! 【3/

Chapter 118 You are very strong, worthy of my second trump card! 【34, please subscribe】

Wei Han is actually a bit perverted!

When I have nothing to do, I always like to keep a low profile and act like a coward!

He hides as much as he can and evades as much as he can. Most people have no idea how many cards he has.

But once he encounters a strong opponent or has to go to war, he will become excited to the point of crazy, and the stronger the opponent, the more excited he will be!

This may be the bloodthirstiness in the deepest part of a man's heart!

"You are very strong, worthy of my second trump card!"

"Blood core, explode! Explode! Explode!"

Wei Han laughed wildly, and suddenly three of the nine blood cores in his body exploded!

The terrifying blood and qi energy instantly spread throughout his body, causing his body to expand continuously, shattering his shirt in an instant and turning him into a giant nearly ten feet tall.

His body was covered with black scales, and his hands and feet were as thick as a giant spirit!

Holding a 18.3-foot-long Fang Tian Huaji, a thick blood mist emanated from his body.

It was like an indescribable demon crawling out from the abyss of hell.

"hiss!"

The soldiers around were all so frightened that their hands and feet went limp!

Even Fan Tu was a little panicked at this moment.

“Die!”

Wei Han jumped up with a grim smile and instantly appeared above the military camp.

The next moment, he fell like a meteor, and the Fang Tian Huaji in his hand turned into an afterimage, smashing down madly.

At this moment, no skills are important anymore!

It all depends on Recklessness!

“Boom boom boom!”

The terrible earthquake occurred again.

Wei Han activated the Nine Blood Burning Prohibitions and exploded three blood cores. His strength increased exponentially. Even he himself didn't know how powerful he was now.

He only knew that his blood was boiling and he felt so full that he wanted to vent!

A burst of violent bombardment turned the area within a hundred meters into a deep pit of ruins.

Countless pieces of gravel and soil flew out, and thousands of soldiers in the barracks suffered heavy casualties. By the time Wei Han had vented his anger like a storm for a hundred breaths, the dust in the air was already too thick to disperse.

The military formation was broken!

The phantom of the tiger has also disappeared!

When the thick dust settled, the military camp was already in ruins.

There were huge deep pits on the ground, and rubble and corpses were everywhere.

Countless soldiers fell to the ground, wailing and rolling. They were just affected by the shock wave and rubble.

Even Fan Tu knelt on one knee on the ground in agony. The divine spear in his hand had been cut into two pieces. He looked extremely miserable, and I was afraid that he had no idea how many bones were broken.

"Who are you? What realm are you in?" Fan Tu coughed up blood unwillingly while struggling and roaring: "How could I lose? How could this happen? I am the 264th genius on the Hidden Dragon List. There are only a few young people in the whole Yuzhou who can match me. I have never lost in my life. How could I lose to a young boy like you? I don't accept it!"

"Oh!"

Wei Han was too lazy to talk nonsense and raised his hand and waved it violently!

The Fang Tian Hua Ji cut off his neck with a whoosh.

Then he grabbed Fan Tu's head and rushed out of the military camp. During the charge, he knocked down countless soldiers and knocked down many houses that blocked his way.

Finally, he quietly changed his appearance in an empty alley and quickly left the city through Yard No. 4.

From beginning to end, no one dared to chase and kill!

The soldiers on the streets around the military camp were dumbfounded.

They all couldn't believe that their commander had been killed, and his death was so tragic.

After a while!

A middle-aged scholar came slowly, waving a feather fan.

Behind him followed Yan Jingshan and several senior members of the Dharma King Sect.

The middle-aged scholar frowned as he looked at the mess on the ground, then glanced at Fan Tu's head and couldn't help but frown and asked, "Who did it? Why was the fight so brutal?"

"I don't know!" Yan Jingshan smiled bitterly, "This man is called Zhang Fei, he is only sixteen years old, he joined the forging camp last year, he has been working honestly, and he is very talented, in just a few months he has already completely mastered my skills, and he is even better than me!"

"Last month he said he wanted to forge his first divine weapon, so I lent him my forge room. As a result, he actually forged a spear and halberd that is comparable to the top 100 divine weapons on the Divine Weapon List!"

"General Fan happened to come over to repair his weapons and saw this, so he wanted to take it away and use it, so this big battle happened. Look, I'm afraid that even those in the Tongqiao realm don't have this much damage, right?"

After Yan Jingshan finished speaking, everyone fell silent!

The middle-aged scholar also had a strange look on his face.

It stands to reason that the appearance of a famous craftsman under King Xiao's command, who is also a hidden master, should be a very happy thing.

But what is going on now? They started fighting for no apparent reason!

A great general of the vanguard army, a leader among the younger generation in Yuzhou!

He actually died here. It's hard not to go crazy!

"You, tell me the whole story from beginning to end!"

The middle-aged scholar turned his eyes and pointed at a deputy general and spoke.

"Yes!" The deputy general clasped his fists and agreed, saying, "What Elder Yan said is indeed true. The general led his troops to fight a battle with the enemy today and is coming back to rest. There are some cracks in the weapon in his hand, so he wanted to repair it. Who knew that he saw the magic weapon made by this blacksmith, so he wanted to use it immediately!"

"But this blacksmith valued the magic weapon so much that he turned hostile and started a fight right on the spot. He also said that a friend of his died at the hands of the general and he wanted to cut off the general's head to offer a memorial service!"

Next, the deputy general described what happened in the battle!

After hearing this description, everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" An old monk from the Dharma King Sect scolded impatiently: "No one can open the ninth of the Nine Blood Burning Forbidden Techniques. The sixth is already a legend. If he opens the forbidden technique, how can he fight for long?"

"We are also confused!" The deputy general smiled bitterly and said, "General, you will never understand the mystery until your death. This person is clearly only at the peak of the Blood Refining Realm. At most, he can be equivalent to an ordinary Bone Forging Realm. If he doesn't use the forbidden technique, how can you explain all this?"

The old monk was speechless!

But I just couldn't believe that there were people in this world who could practice forbidden techniques for such a long time.

If the Nine Prohibitions of Burning Blood were so simple, wouldn't it be more terrifying than any other profound skill in the world?

"Wait, did you hear him say the word 'blood core' last?" The old monk seemed to have thought of something, and growled with a ferocious expression, "Is that right? Tell me now?"

“Yes, yes, yes!” The deputy general nodded hurriedly and said, “The others also heard it. When the general gained the upper hand with the military formation, the opponent suddenly seemed to have been injected with chicken blood. His body swelled to a height of ten feet, and he looked terrifying!”

"Damn it, it's him!"

The old monk was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.

How could he not know that this man was the one who broke into the temporary residence of the Dharma King Cult and stole a box of ore and silver bills, as well as the "Dharma King's Blood-Swallowing Skill"!

This is the secret of their Dharma King Sect!

It was originally brought secretly to the Qingshan County branch just to train young monks.

Who would have thought that it would be snatched away by this mysterious master? How could the old monk not be furious?

"Waste! Fan Tu is such a waste that he couldn't even keep a young boy alive, and he still dares to call himself a genius. Pah!" The old monk cursed angrily, "You guys, why don't you hurry up and find him? Send out a large army to search the whole city. He must be seriously injured and has nowhere to hide. If I can't find him, I will kill you!"

"yes!"

The deputy generals of the vanguard army did not dare to bring bad luck upon themselves, and went down to search for him in fear and trepidation.

Not long after, Qingshan County was looted by soldiers and bandits again.

The soldiers, as ferocious as wolves and tigers, kicked open every house again and again.

This brought yet another brutal exploitation to these suffering lower-class people.

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