Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

"How dare you!"

The moment he saw Qian Yun fall to the ground, without any hesitation, Tang Wan stabbed the thorn in King Han's throat directly, and the two nail darts also pointed directly at his heart. The moment he saw Zhu Qianyun being severely injured, Tang Wan lost all reason and attacked the King of Han directly.

Zhou Li did not stop him, nor did he let Tang Wan consider the overall situation. He just calmly activated the power of the jade gourd, first made a concealed movement behind him, then turned around and hit King Han's chest with his right fist, causing fire to disperse in the sky.

Ma Chenglong also reacted quickly, but he subconsciously did not take action because the other party was the King of Han. If he took action himself, he would be guilty of assassinating the prince.

With a swipe of the long knife, the back of the knife knocked the short thorn in Tang Wan's hand to the ground. He grabbed it with his left hand and pressed it, directly pressing Tang Wan to the ground motionless. Then he took a slight step to the left, just missing Zhou Li's punch. King Han's eyes were cold and deep, as if an abyss was firmly covering Zhou Li who was standing side by side with him.

Then, Zhou Li hit the right spot with a flying move.

clang! ! !
The sound of metal interlacing sounded, and Zhou Li's expression suddenly changed.

"Boy, iron crotch skill."

The King of Han smiled coldly, threw Tang Wan aside, and then grabbed Zhou Li's ankle.

Earth Escape·Lime Paste Face!

Zhou Li just threw away his hand. No one could see where he took out the bag of lime. They only knew that he spit out a whole bag of lime. King Han was obviously caught off guard, but he was much stronger than the others. At least he closed his eyes at this moment.

Soon, he regretted it.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!”

At this moment, the Robin Bird that Zhou Li initially shot backwards rushed behind King Han in an extremely outrageous gesture. With determination and belief, Red Robin rushed towards the King of Han's backyard with a resolute face, bound to give the opponent a fatal blow.

Boom!
Red Robin died in King Han's crotch. King Han slowly opened his eyes, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, but his expression remained firm:
"Brass butt, boy."

If the Iron Crotch Kung Fu was specially trained by the King of Han, then the Bronze Buttocks was a result of his years of military service and his own war horses.

The war horse is trained on the bronze back.

If the King of Han hadn't developed a strong buttocks by sitting on horses for many years, Zhou Li's move would most likely have delivered a fatal blow to the King of Han. It's a pity that no one thought that the King of Han would love his lower body so much, so he didn't give Zhou Li a chance to take advantage of it.

Zhou Li's expression suddenly changed, and at this moment, there was a sound of metal interlacing. Without any hesitation, Zhuge Qing stepped in front of Zhou Li, swung out his fly whisk, and the crazy wind swept across the sky, blowing away those fangs. The feather arrows were blown away in front of Zhou Li.

Three Thousand Battalions···

Hearing the heavy footsteps, Zhou Li's heart sank. He understood that this three thousand battalion was definitely not the shadow warrior in the hands of Madam Golden Snake. He raised his head and looked up. Black clouds covered the sky, as if the whole world was shrouded in abyss-like darkness, making people breathless.

Zhou Li did not continue to attack the King of Han, but held Tang Wan and stood side by side with Zhuge Qing. He stared at the King of Han in front of him and said softly:

"She is your daughter."

"Yes."

The King of Han answered decisively and indifferently, "It is precisely because she is my daughter that she has to endure this." "She is your daughter! Son!"

Tang Wan on the side looked like an angry tiger, with his long silver hair floating slightly. The luster of jade appeared in her eyes, and she growled in a low voice: "She trusts you and respects you so much, but you treat her like this!"

"presumptuous!"

The King of Han said these two words calmly, but the pressure on him at this moment made Tang Wan stop speaking subconsciously.

"When did the disciples of the Tang clan become so rude? How dare you not call me His Highness the King of Han when you see me."

King Zhu Gaoxu of Han Dynasty stared at the people in front of him indifferently. At this time, he was no longer as arrogant and domineering as before, and he was no longer the sharp-edged general on horseback. At this moment, he was like a dragon lurking in the shadows, focused and indifferent, and...
Weird.

The Three Thousand Battalion quickly surrounded several people, and Zhuge Qing had already used immortal magic to stop Zhu Qianyun's injuries. But the physical exertion caused by the dragon transformation and the sword from King Han made her unconscious, as if she had lost her soul.

Zhou Li and Tang Wan stood side by side. They stared at the King of Han, half of his body hidden in the shadow in front of them, without saying a word.

"What exactly do you want?"

Zhou Li's voice was a little hoarse. He looked at King Han and asked again:
"Rights? You are already the number one person in the North Ring. One person is less than ten thousand people. Even the prime minister can't do anything to you. Money? All the taxes from the thirteen cities in the North Ring provide for your family's life. Isn't this enough? Or is it? Say, what you want is..."

"Your Majesty, I said it for you."

The King of Han did not hesitate at all. Saying these two words was as common to him as eating and drinking. He looked at Zhou Li, chuckled, and said:

"If you miss me so much, you look down on me so much."

"The throne is boring."

The Three Thousand Battalion behind them drew their swords, and the sound of the swords clashing with metal was clear and sweet, but in this dark night, the word "shocking" was engraved in the air. The King of Han stood in front of the Three Thousand Battalions, like a sharp blade, more like a handsome flag. He looked at Zhou Li and said calmly:

"Or rather, disgusting."

"I tried to seize the throne once, but failed. My kind eldest brother gave me a chance. He asked me to stay away from the capital and come to Beihuan to join the vassal. From now on, I was not allowed to set foot in the capital. To outsiders, it looked like imprisonment, but only I know it’s protection.”

"If you lose, you lose. Brother spared the lives of my family and my daughter. That's enough. If I reach this point and still want to compete for the illusory throne, don't you think it's too disgusting? ?”

The King of Han's words stunned Zhou Li and others. Until just now, he had always believed that the King of Han was seeking the throne. He wanted to use Zhu Qianyun's identity as an orphan of Jianwen to win over the old officials of the old dynasty and lead the forces left by Jianwen back to the capital to gain the throne. That supreme throne. But when King Han said these words calmly and indifferently, this conjecture was immediately overturned.

The King of Han may lie and deceive others, but he does not bother to hide his thoughts. He was calm, unusually calm.

"It's a pity that you can never be with me."

King Han shook his head and said with some regret: "Otherwise, I wouldn't mind letting you help me to complete this great undertaking."

A fierce battle is about to break out. (End of chapter)