The Invincible School Flower Master

The starlight that originally wanted to escape, finally turned into a beam of light this time, and flew directly to Xiao Han's palm.

"Now let's see where you go."

At this time, Xiao Han's speed skyrocketed again, and the whole person rushed forward, gently squeezing his palm, and the faint starlight finally grabbed Xiao Han in his palm.

The starlight was close to the laughter of a basketball. When Xiao Han grabbed it, Xiao Han could feel the starlight trembling violently in his hands, as if struggling violently.

"Fuck."

Just when Xiao Han was about to catch the starlight in front of him to check it out, Xiao Han couldn't help but exclaimed.

Soon, Xiao Han's expression was extremely gloomy.

At this time, Xiao Han had already discovered that in front of him, a somewhat old and thin palm suddenly appeared, just grasping the other side of the starlight tightly.

"Xiao Han, in fact, I have been staring at this light group for a long time. Whoever snatches this thing belongs to him. Are you right?"

A sneer came to me suddenly, which sounded familiar to Xiao Han.

Xiao Han quickly looked up, only to realize that the person in front of him was the elder Feng Wuhen of the Qilin Clan.

At this time, how dare you come to grab something from Lao Tzu?

Xiao Han's face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes were filled with violent murderous intent: "Old guy, I think you are here to die?"

"What? You can grab, but I can't grab it?"

Hearing Xiao Han's furious voice, Feng Wuhen, the elder of the Qilin Clan, laughed.

Feng Wuchen's other hand was bent into claws, and at a swift speed, he directly reached out and grabbed Xiao Han's Tianling Gai.

Looking at Feng Wuhen's posture, this old guy was obviously planning to crush Xiao Han's head with one claw.

In terms of strength, Feng Wuhen's strength is after all a real old man in the early stage of the Tribulation Period. Compared to before, even with Xiao Han’s abnormal combat power, he wants to clean up this old guy in a short time. Somewhat difficult.

However, this does not mean that Xiao Han has nothing to do with the old guy Feng Wuhen.

"Old immortal, since you are looking for death, you and I will fulfill you."

The starlight that had finally gotten to his hands suddenly exploded with Feng Wuhen trying to cut his beard, Xiao Han's angry nose was now crooked.

Xiao Han had always felt that it was a pity that he had not found a chance to kill the old fellow Feng Wuhen.

But now, Feng Wuhen actually came to the door by himself, and Xiao Han's heart was ruthless, and he immediately moved to kill.

Moreover, this Feng Wuhen can't make a move, and one move is a sharp killer move.

Judging from Feng Wuhen's fierce offensive, this old guy not only wanted to fight for the weak starlight in Xiao Han's hands, but even wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to kill Xiao Han.

Thinking of this, a bright light flashed in Xiao Han's eyes.

"Shoo, hoo..."

Around Xiao Han, there was a sudden sound of breaking wind, and dark golden figures suddenly appeared around Xiao Han, just in time to surround both Feng Wuhen and Xiao Han.

"Bronze Xuantian?"

Without saying a word, Xiao Han directly summoned all the eighteen Xuantian bronze men.

At this time, Xiao Han felt that there was nothing polite.

What he wanted this time was to let Feng Wuhen die.

At this time, Feng Wuhen's sharp scratch just hit Xiao Han's head heavily.

However, the court did not think of the sound of Xiao Han's bone being crushed, but a clear sound of metal and iron crashing.

"what......"

It was not the eighteen Xuantian Bronze people around that blocked Feng Wuhen's sharp grasp, but Xiao Han's beloved treasure, the sky sword.

The Cangqiang Sword that appeared suddenly just caught Feng Wuhen's grab to Xiao Han Tianling Gai.

Seeing the eighteen Xuantian Bronze figures suddenly appearing around him, and the pain from the palm of his hand, Feng Wuhen couldn't help his face change drastically.

He just stretched out his hand and grabbed it on the Sky Sword, and it looked like his palm had been scratched by Xiao Han's Sky Sword.

As for the eighteen Xuantian bronzes around, Feng Wuhen was particularly jealous, even more jealous than Xiao Han himself.

Even if Xiao Han's own strength is abnormal, it is just a little guy who hasn't stepped into the tribulation period with half of his feet. Even if Feng Wuhen was wounded before, but in such chaotic surroundings, Feng Wu Hen is sure to hold Xiao Han in a short time.

But the eighteen Xuantian Bronze people around are different. The strength of these Xuantian Bronze people, together, even if he is a master in the early stage of the Tribulation Period, it is somewhat difficult to deal with it.

What's more, Feng Wuhen's goal is not to consume Xiao Han, but to steal the starlight from Xiao Han's hands.

I didn't know that Xiao Han directly released the eighteen Xuantian bronzes without saying a word, it was shameless.

If one is not good, maybe the light group hasn't grabbed it, and it will suffer a big loss.

However, before Feng Wuhen could react, the eighteen Xuantian bronzes around suddenly moved at the same time.

Eighteen horrible punches suddenly rushed towards Feng Wuhen.

One shot was neat and uniform, and the eighteen Taoist Xuantian bronzes just happened to surround Feng Wuhen in the center, sealing all Feng Wuhen's retreat.

"You bastard."

Feng Wuhen couldn't help but his face changed drastically when he felt the terrifying aura that came when the eighteen Xuantian bronzes joined forces to attack.

However, apart from a shout of anger, Feng Wuhen could only helplessly let go of the palm that was holding the cluster of starlight, and withdrew directly.

When Feng Wuhen let go, Xiao Han immediately kept the starlight with his hands, for fear of rebirth.

At this time, the starlight was held by Xiao Han, and he began to struggle more violently, as if he wanted to break free from Xiao Han's palm.

How could Xiao Han let the things that he had already gotten out?

"Humph......"

Two surging auras spouted from Xiao Han’s palm, suppressing the starlight that was struggling desperately. Soon, under the support of Xiao Han’s whole body, the weak starlight was violent. The struggle slowly disappeared.

When the starlight finally returned to calm in Xiao Han's palm, Xiao Han let out a long sigh of relief.

"I finally got it. I don't know what the baby is in this starlight."

Although Xiao Han said he was very curious, but at this time, it seemed not suitable for careful investigation.

Anyway, there was something in the starlight, so Xiao Han felt much more at ease.