Invincible God of Calling from Another World

Chapter 400 Nine Art of Concentration (Fifth Watch!)

"Ahhhh!!!!"

A series of shrill screams resounded on Hei Zhangye Island, Han Qinhu's roar, and those words that were like Yan Jun's life and death sentence broke their minds and shattered their souls in an instant!
With just a roar, ninety percent of the hundreds of people on Black Camphor Leaf Island had their heads exploded in an instant, blood splashed from their heads, and they fell to the ground and died.

Among the remaining people, dozens of guys in gray robes were bleeding from all seven orifices, their eyeballs were burst, and their faces were hideous and terrifying.

At this moment, under Han Qinhu's roar, they also fell to the ground instantly.

A pain as if their souls were about to be torn apart came from their minds, like huge waves that wanted to completely annihilate their weak souls.

A series of shrill screams came from their mouths.

Heartbreaking!

Life is better than death!

As for the remaining less than ten guys in red robes and white robes, they were also stunned by this strange attack. The heads of those guys in red robes seemed to be blown up, and there was a blank space. .

Only the man in the white robe, after spurting a mouthful of blood, his face changed drastically, and he turned around in an instant, about to abscond.

"boom--"

However, at the next moment, a figure came across the sky in an instant, stopped in front of him, turned around in an instant, fisted with one hand, and blasted out directly.

"Boom—"

The incomparable fist shadow shook the sky, and even shocked the mind of the man in white robe. His eyes widened, and he watched the fist mark land on his chest.

The man in the white robe: "?!!"

"Pfft!"

A huge force poured out, like a mountain torrent, destructive, and in an instant, it destroyed all the meridians in his body and abolished his cultivation.

The man in the white robe was bleeding all over his body, his bones were shattered, and he fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

"Whoosh!"

But in the next moment, a force picked him up, and he was pinched by a big iron-like hand, life and death were beyond his control.

"Where is the headquarters of the No Flower Club?"

Han Qinhu's voice with boundless coldness penetrated directly into the white-robed man's mind, and a strange breath radiated out. In just an instant, it had already shocked the white-robed man's soul and controlled his body. mind.

"boom--"

When Han Qinhu's eyes fell on him, his mind went blank, his whole body was like a thunderbolt, and all his perceptions were deprived.

"No, I don't know."

"Then how do you contact the headquarters of the No Flower Society?"

"Hall Master."

"Where is your hall master?"

"died."

"..." With a click, he killed this man directly, snatched his storage ring, and then threw it on the ground casually, the corner of Han Qinhu's mouth twitched.

Turning around, his eyes fell on the two broken bodies that fell on the ground. Is this guy the hall master? !

"die!"

Han Qinhu clenched his fist with one hand, and blasted out directly. In an instant, a terrifying force swept forward, like plowing the ground, and a terrifying chasm stretched hundreds of feet away!
"Bang bang bang!"

Just being touched by that force, those gray-robed men who fell on the ground were all suppressed and killed, their bodies split open and blood flowed horizontally.

puff!

puff!

……

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Han Qinhu's figure flickered, and when he appeared next to the two stumped bodies again, those men in red robes who were frightened and unable to move had already been punched to the heart and died instantly.

So far, the Wuhuahui stronghold in this place has been slaughtered by Han Qinhu alone!
But Han Qinhu's complexion was not very good. Looking at the two stumps on the ground, he gasped with a headache, "Damn, why is his strength so weak? You can't be strong if you are cut off with a single knife." Some, hold on a little longer?"

Han Qinhu grinned and said dissatisfiedly, then reached out and snatched the man's storage ring.

But if the man hears this sentence, I don't know if he will be so angry that he will jump up and do it again. If my strength has become like this, it is not your fault!

Whoosh whoosh!
Not long after, figures surrounded him from all directions. Chen Guangrong was still holding a gray-robed man in his hand, and the swords of several Great Sui Xiongjun soldiers were also stained with blood.

These should be the whistle on Black Camphor Leaf Island.

"Search, don't miss any place!"

Seeing them coming, Han Qinhu immediately waved his hand and ordered people to search this stronghold.

As for him, he stepped slowly into the air, overlooking the Black Camphor Leaf Island below from a high altitude, which is about ten miles in size. The island is full of black camphor trees, exuding a decaying smell. Not to mention people, even ferocious beasts don't want to get close to this place.

And looking at the black camphor leaf island that descended to the mortal world, looking at the black camphor trees that seemed to be quite regular, Han Qinhu snorted coldly, and made a knife in one hand, and a terrifying knife light slashed straight down in an instant!

"Boom—"

With just one knife, the countless black camphor trees on the Black Camphor Leaf Island below were torn into sawdust, and an unpleasant smell shot straight into the sky, harming at least a hundred miles around.

However, as the black camphor trees were torn apart, a psychedelic power disappeared from the black camphor leaf island.

But before that, this island did not exist in perception!

That's why Han Qinhu stormed into the sky after seeing the island, carrying a huge knife, and started killing.

After destroying the abnormal black camphor tree, Han Qinhu flipped his hands and took out the two storage rings.

Click!Click!
Following the appearance of the two crisp sounds, Han Qinhu's mind directly broke through the dissipating marks of the two, and entered into the storage ring.

"Ok?"

"This is--"

Han Qinhu's eyes were fixed, and after flipping his hands, a classic book appeared in his hands, exuding a somewhat sinister atmosphere.

"Nine tactics of concentration?"

On the cover of the classic, four somewhat quaint words came into Han Qinhu's field of vision, and when Han Qinhu's perception enveloped the classic, a wave of information emerged from his mind.

Just a moment later, Han Qinhu's eyes gleamed with a gleam of brilliance, and he said in surprise, "It turned out to be a soul art, which can suppress all the breath in oneself when practiced to the highest level?"

"Is this the ancient book of Wuhuahui?" Han Qinhu thought of this when his thoughts moved.

Wuhua will be proficient in the way of assassination, and the most important thing in assassination is to try to restrain his own killing intent and so on.

This [Nine Concentrating Art] has such a miraculous effect!
"It's interesting." Han Qinhu put away the classics, and then fell on the ground again. The most important thing now is to find out where the headquarters of the Wuhuahui is!
　Ps: Fifth update!Very good, now we're going to run naked, is it better to watch twice a day or three times a day? (hmmm, think about it)

　　
　
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