Immortal Cultivation: Three Thousand Great Fortunes

Chapter 39 End of Abuse

With a roar of a tiger, Han Shan completely let go of his cultivation in the eight-pattern realm. He hadn't seen him for nearly two years. He had cultivated from the six-pattern realm to the eight-pattern realm.

This talent for cultivation is not bad for an ordinary cultivator family.

In terms of cultivation talent alone, he is stronger than his elder sister Han Xiangdanzi.

Han Xiaochuan jokingly looked at Han Shan who was facing an enemy and said: "My dear brother, dear elder brother, hehe, don't be so nervous.

Your brother and my cultivation base are only in the three-grain realm, and we have only broken through not long ago.Let me, an ant in the three-stripe realm, teach you the brilliant tricks of the eight-stripe realm. "

After finishing speaking, he slowly raised his right hand, and immediately after that, three extremely complex and mysterious phantoms of Yuanwen appeared in the palm of his hand.

As soon as the three Yuanwen appeared, the aura of heaven and earth in Hanjiazhuang seemed to be agitated, and the scene suddenly became quieter.

If we talk about the identity of the texture maker, everyone in Hanjiazhuang feels mysterious.

But the appearance of these three middle-level and low-level element patterns means something is self-evident. It is a symbol of success in challenging the highest limit of the human body.

This is comparable to the ancient evildoer senior in the legend, and that is also a rare existence.

A group of high-level members of the Han family, not only were not disappointed by Han Xiaochuan's poor cultivation in the three-line realm, but they took a breath of cold air when they saw it.

They have been numb from the shock of Han Xiaochuan's monstrosity.

"The pattern maker is so terrifying! The first stage is based on the middle-level and low-level elemental patterns. After that, the vastness of mana that has been cultivated to a high level is simply too abnormal. It is terrifying to think about it!" Han Chen muttered to himself.

This kind of genius monster, after soaring into the sky, is very likely to become a legendary giant!

How glorious will the Han family rise together with them!
This made the more than a dozen elders and deacons of the Han family feel inexplicably excited when they thought about it, as if they saw the future and looked forward to it.

Maybe, many years later, Hanjiazhuang in Luoyi City will become a behemoth-like existence in Yanshang Continent.

Han Mei, who had been watching the ceremony at the scene, patted her towering breasts. She didn't know how to describe the little monster in front of her.

Han Shan glared at Han Xiaochuan viciously. He was very clear about what the dual-attribute middle-level and low-level Yuanwen represented.

That represents the majestic and deep mana, which is many times stronger than his eight-stripe realm.

But immediately, a trace of madness appeared on his face, as if he saw a little hope.

In this way, it's not like he didn't have the opportunity to beat up the pattern maker.

But I don't understand why he can fly in the air today, but his cultivation is only at the three-line level?
In fact, in that scene, not only Han Shan was confused, but everyone was as if looking at flowers in a fog.

On Han Shan's right palm, a touch of emerald green suddenly lit up.A small gray sword flew out of his arms, and he grabbed it in his hand.

A green light flashed, and the little sword hummed, and under the blessing of spiritual power, it rose to three feet away.

Han Shan slashed out with a sword, and suddenly saw seven or eight sword lights appearing above Han Xiaochuan's head.

His figure has been shrouded under that piece of sword light.

Han Xiaochuan sneered, this kind of flashy thing can only scare people below the five-line level, his body that has experienced three times of washing the marrow and cutting the scriptures does not threaten at all.

In an instant, only the shadows of fists flickered in all directions, the spiritual power was vertical and horizontal, and the violent cracking sound resounded through the sky.

Those seven or eight sword lights were blown away by Han Xiaochuan's fist wrapped in spiritual power.

Then the figure flashed!
"Snapped"

Another extremely crisp slap sounded in the arena.A figure flew upside down a distance of Zhang Xu.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you..."

Although Han Shan was slapped away by the slap, after preparing for it, his whole body was agitated, but he was slapped so hard that his eyes stared like gold stars.

But there was a flash of a figure in front of him, and Han Xiaochuan followed him like a shadow.

Immediately afterwards, the rambling voice came again:

Han Shan!
You wander between man and beast,

Is it really enjoyable?
You covet the beauty of your own sister,

Where is the family relationship where blood is thicker than water?
Not every humanoid creature can be called a human!
Your animal nature is greater than the inherent goodness of human nature.

So you don't deserve to be called.

You actually want to molest your own sister, damn it!
"Snapped!"

Another slap came from Han Shan's unexpected angle.

It screamed like a pig butcher, accompanied by humanoid creatures that rolled and crawled.

Let Han Shan avoid the inevitable slaps, each time getting harder.

Han Shan, who was in a rage, was already bleeding profusely at this moment, and his speech was slurred. He roared wildly, his eyes were blood red, and he wished he could swallow Han Xiaochuan in one gulp, like a mad tiger.

Wielding the big sword frantically, chopping randomly and chaotically, under the howling of spiritual power, the crowd was forced to keep retreating.

Han Chen looked at the two expressionlessly, and the corners of his mouth twitched from time to time.Picked up son, beating his own son, he can't intervene.

Can't interfere either!
There are many disciples of the Han family who have sued his biological son, and it is time to teach him a lesson. To actually want to molest his own sister is simply not as good as a beast.

The black shadow is like a ghost, like a shadow.

The big sword in Han Shan's hand was blown away by a punch at this moment, whining and flying into the crowd, almost hurting innocent people.

Han Shan roared angrily: "Too bullying...", but immediately, screaming, flew up a foot high, and fell heavily on the hard bluestone ground.

Han Xiaochuan reappeared like a ghost in front of Han Shan who just got up,

He continued complainingly:
Han Shan!Do you know?
Whenever there is a stormy night.

Have you ever thought of it!

In the dark room of the Han family, that lonely little boy.

"Snapped!"

After a clearer slap, Han Shan's huge body was slapped to the edge of the arena again.

No one from the Han family made a sound, and some people actually felt very happy. Someone should have stood up to deal with this domineering young master long ago.

Li Xiaoying's beautiful eyes glistened with splendor. He had never seen this kind of beating method before. He muttered in his mouth like a soul-wrenching magic sound pouring into his brain, but it was very interesting.

A trace of blood flowed out from Han Shan's mouth that was about to burst.

Han Xiaochuan followed him like a shadow, and stood in front of him again, like a ghost.

A deep fear climbed into Han Shan's eyes.As hell, he was powerless to fight back.

The speed was so fast that he couldn't see where Han Xiaochuan shot from.

When he sensed the danger, the slap in the face was already slapped with lightning speed.

The cultivation base of the eight-pattern realm, in front of the three-pattern realm, has no resistance at all, and he can't even touch the corner of his clothes.

Han Shan's heart was broken, and Han Xiaochuan's figure had already stood in front of him again.

Continue to babble, as if talking about a trivial thing:

The thin body curled up in the darkness.

On a stormy night, shivering.

It was originally weak.

With scars all over her body,
You hit it.

sore and hungry,

That kind of loneliness and helplessness, even despair.

Han Shan, do you know what that feels like?

The huge Han Family Courtyard,
Only the sister who raised him,

There is infinite love, never leave.

"Snapped"

A louder slap exploded on Han Shan's cheek, and the burst of spiritual power flew two feet away, accompanied by a miserable howl penetrating one's back.

(End of this chapter)