Chapter 183 Jihad
In the room, Haotian chatted with the old village head Yan Ruyu, which was full of endless words. Obviously, the old village head was preparing to wait for the strongest man in the village to come to discuss in depth the invitation of Melina, the queen of the hand elf clan.
The innocent green and romantic words from time to time also make Haotian and Yan Ruyu village head not too dull and embarrassed.
The wooden door was opened, and a strong elf young man came from the forest in the distance.
"Holy level..." Haotian has not used his mind to observe this small village since he walked with Luqing, so it is not clear how much power he has in Yanzhuang, but the fourth-level warrior he saw on the road is a nine-level soldier, and the others are mostly four-level and five.
I never thought that this, which they called the most powerful elf battle III in Yanzhuang, turned out to be a holy star master.
"The spiritual position is quite strong." Haotian Nian Nian escapes, sweeps through the three brains of the war, and immediately saw that his spiritual position was very strong.
"Brother Zhan, come on." Green Qing's eyes were sharp, and she stared at the fruit plate on the table and could find Zhan San in an instant.
Since Zhan San stepped out of the forest, his eyes shone with elite light, shot into the hut and threw it on Haotian. It should be that Zhan Ba had told him how he met Haotian when he went to call him, and there was no strange color in his eyes.
"The power of the law is a holy strong man." Zhan San said silently from the bottom of his heart, stepped into the hut, bowed to the village head Yan Ruyu, and said, "Grandpa village head, I'm coming."
"Hehe! Sit down!" The strongest person in Yanzhuang is a treasure in the eyes of the village head, so that the village head does not treat him as an elder, but more like a peer.
Zhan San was not pretentious. He sat directly in the only empty seat, looked at the fruit in the fruit plate and ate it desperately. He smiled spoiledly and said, "Little Lvqing, you are still so greedy!"
"Hmm!" Lu Qing's little nose wrinkled, and her pouty mouth could hang an oil bottle, hummed at Zhan San, and then ate fruit and ignored him.
"Haotian." Zhan San looked at Haotian, his eyes were bright, extremely bright and sharp, with the strength and strength of a real warrior.
"Battle III." Haotian is also tough and does not like cunning juniors, and loves to make friends with Lang Langwei. And the elf man with the strength of the holy star master in front of him is a bright temperament.
The two reached out at the same time and held it tightly on the table.
There is no need for words, but they all understand each other's thoughts and temperaments.
"Let's go out and talk!" Three ways to fight.
"Good." Haotian nodded, got up and sued the old village head and stepped out of the wooden house. Zhan San also saluted Yan Ruyu and followed closely.
"Grandpa village head, what are Brother Haotian and Brother Zhan San doing?" The innocent green and sunny, eating sweet fruits, looked at the two people who walked out of the door, blinked their eyes, and asked the old village head Yan Ruyu.
"Hehe! Your brother Haotian and brother Zhan San have something to talk about. The old village head touched Luqing's head and said happily.
The old village head is extremely gratified by Zhan San, a young and powerful clan. Yanzhuang has War III, not only other villages dare not despise them, but even the people of the big town are courte to their elves in Yanzhuang.
Originally, he was preparing to train Zhan San to be the next village head of Yanzhuang. At this time, it seems that Yanzhuang is too small. Leaving Zhan San in Yanzhuang will hinder his future growth path. Only the Elf City is the place he should go.
The old village head looked at the back of Haotian and Zhan San, nodded gently, reached out and wiped the faint hair on his head, smiled kindly, and looked extremely happy.
"Hmm! You adults have so many things to talk about. Luqing muttered and continued her fruit meal.
Out of the forest, Haotian and Zhan Sanyi walked about 100 meters before and after. Haotian stopped and turned to look at Zhan San.
"I know you are invited by the new emperor of my elf family to visit my elf giant forest. However, you should know that you human beings and our elf clan have always been natural enemies, and only one party dies when they meet. How dare you come to my elf clan alone... Aren't you afraid of being attacked by my elf clan?
Zhan San opened his mouth first, and his tone was a little aggressive. Although his body is slightly thin and not as strong as Haotian, the surging temperament on his body is extremely magnificent, and his expression is not angry and arrogant.
This is the unique momentum of the holy strong.
Haotian is also a steel bone, and its eyes contain a touch of golden brilliance, full of pressure that can only appear at the divine level. In his eyes, it seems that there is nothing in this world that can hinder him, and all creatures seem to be equal and have a difference between high and low.
He stood at the top of the creature and despised everything.
"Human beings are a disaster for the elves, and the elves are addicted to killing human beings, which is already 50,000 years ago. The history has changed repeatedly, whether it is human or elves, it has extended for countless generations. Everything in the past has long become a cloud, and the sins of our ancestors should not be borne by our descendants.
Hate should not continue indefinitely.
Hao Tianzheng said in a voice, looking at Zhan San with bright eyes, with a public look without showing any domineering, giving people a sense of a great gentleman.
When Zhan San heard the words, his eyes widened in vain, and he suddenly climbed up with a majestic breath. He stared at Haotian for a moment. Suddenly, he raised his head and laughed wildly and said, "Okay, well said! The hatred of our ancestors should not be borne by you and my descendants... However, if you want to resolve the hatred of human beings in my heart, you must win us.
"Hahaha..."
Zhan San laughed again and suddenly rushed forward, waved his palms to bring away the gusts of wind.
Haotian knows that what is said in the three mouths of the war is just a joke! Both of them are geniuses. They also entered the holy star division at a young age. At this meeting, not only the three skills are unbearable, but Haotian also wants to fight with him. It is impossible for them to stop without a good fight.
"Battle!"
Haotian's words are simple, but his voice is extremely strong.
His fists shook, and the star force caused the power of the wind system to roll up. For a moment, the wind roared around his body, and the wind surged like clouds to form a tornado hurricane. Countless wind blades cut back and forth in the hurricane, which was extremely sharp.
And there are also waves of ripples in the three palms of the battle, as surging like the waves of the sea, and silk vitality is brewing in this force.
He not only understood the law of the origin of the water system, but also the law of life, which turned out to be a rare dual-line fellow.
Thousands of waves - waves beat the shore!
Zhan San shouted violently, and his body flew away as fast as lightning, with continuous palm shadows, as if there were a thousand palms on Haotian's chest.
- Regretfully Dragon Fist!
Circles of wind rolled and hovered in Haotian's right fist, containing the power of internal shock. The senior combat skill that had not been used for more than ten years was re-released by him at this moment.
During this period, he regretted that there was a slight breakthrough in Longquan's combat skills, that is, he wanted to take the opportunity of today's battle with Zhan San to see if he could straighten out his feelings and make a breakthrough for Longquan's promotion to the holy combat skills.
Ten circles of shock surged on the fist peak, exploding with a strong wind force.
"Bum-bang..."
Suddenly, the two were illusory, and the figures behind them overlapped, and their fists and palms burst into a fierce collision in the air.
In an instant, the two have fought against a hundred moves. What they did was faster than lightning, and they did their best in every move without leaving any effort.
"Come again."
Haotian's eyes showed light, and the speed of punching increased again, and a pair of iron fists suddenly turned into two dragons, Longwei Town.
"Good."
Thousands of waves - strong wind and waves!
Battle III is also full of fighting spirit. A pair of palms turned into a piece of palm shadow. Not only layers of waves gushed out of the palm, but also the sweeping wind is contributing to the flames.
The power of internal shock...
Haotian's two fists kept swinging regretfully, and each punch carried the power of ten internal shocks. When it collided with the three palms of the war, the original power exploded like thunder.
The power of internal shock, the power of internal shock...
The tenth circle!
Suddenly, on Haotian's boxing peak, the front end of the ten internal shocks visible to the naked eye once again added a circle of original wind.
"Bum! Bang! Bang..."
The wind swept and the waves were rough. The fists collided in the air, and the sound of the impact resounded through the forest, spreading to the sky and frightening the sky.
Thousands of waves - huge waves surging!
The three moves of the battle changed, and the speed slowed down in vain, but each palm was even more powerful, hitting Haotian's fist, which made him feel slightly painful.
The twelfth lap!
Suddenly, on the top of Haotian Iron Fist Peak, the power of the twelfth internal shock appeared again. With the emergence of this circle of original wind, it seems that the same spring, a circle of original wind continues to appear.
13 laps, 14 laps, 15 laps...
Finally, when his fist peak appeared to 32 laps of the original wind force, it no longer appeared. However, at this moment, the power of his dragon fist has been increased to a strong level.
is more than twice as powerful as the power of ten internal shocks.
"Bum!"
With a violent sound, Zhan San finally couldn't compete with the power of Haotian's regret. He was punched in the chest by him and flew out.
A brisk twisting body, the three bodies flew out of more than ten meters, stood on the ground and turned away the power of Haotian's fist. He looked at Haotian slightly and said, "What kind of combat skill are you? Is the power so amazing?"
"Remful Dragon Fist."
Haotian did not explain much. After all, they are already holy strong men, and the real power they rely on is the power of law, not moves. Their battle is just a pure skill, not a life-and-death duel.
The two fought against each other just now. Although the move contains the power of the law, it does not exist. They are just fighting with their combat skills!
"What a pity dragon fist!" Zhan San sighed, and his expression immediately returned to greatness and said, "Hahaha... Let's go back."