Chapter 240 Qifusu

When he inquired about the news in the city before, Su Han faintly heard of these four words. The so-called four princes in Qihuang City are all after famous families, and their qualifications are outstanding among their peers, which can be called handsome among people.

However, for Su Han, the so-called prince is nothing more than that.

When he was in the fairyland, he met too many geniuses. The sons of the immortal emperor, the descendants of power, and even all kinds of gods were all outstanding talents. As for these princes in Qihuang City, in his opinion, they were extremely ordinary goods.

Of course, this Mr. Fu Su... is still a little prominent.

is too prominent.

With this appearance, a little dress up, even if it is placed in the most popular business place in the fairyland, it is absolutely the top brand.

Especially the cold and noble temperament on the body, which can definitely stimulate the desire to conquer in countless people's hearts.

Such an evil idea came to his mind. When Su Han looked at Mr. Su, there was some inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

If the supporters of Fu Su know the idea that came to Su Han's mind at this time, they absolutely couldn't wait to kill him thousands of times.

"Have you opened a perfect soul bone?"

Mr. Su slowly walked to Su Han and asked softly.

He raised his head, his eyes were slightly restrained, and his eyes showed extremely arrogant, which made people feel that he looked at you as if it was a reward.

Su Han smiled.

This feeling makes Su Han feel very uncomfortable.

If it hadn't been for the scrupulousness of this Qibaozhai, Su Han really wanted to throw two punches and * on the bridge of his nose.

Kneeling and begging for mercy has always been one of Su Han's favorite bad things to do.

"I'm talking to you."

It seemed that he felt Su Han's wandering object. Mr. Fu Su's voice was aggravated a little, and his tone gradually added a trace of cold.

In his opinion, it is a great honor for him to speak to such a small stern.

It's absolutely unforgivable to be distracted.

"Oh."

Su Han answered lightly and said with a smile, "Sorry, can you stay away from me? I'm a little allergic to fragrance.

As soon as this sentence was said, all the people present were stunned.

The old Jin beside Su Han trembled violently and subconsciously retreated a few steps away from Su Han.

This...

In this yellow city, no one has ever dared to talk to Mr. Fusu in such a sarcastic tone. This boy is simply too bold.

is not only bold, but also ignorant.

This fragrance on Mr. Fusu's body is a soul fragrance carefully refined by senior elixirs, which has a quite good effect on calming down and increasing the power of the soul.

It's a luxury for ordinary people to smell it. This boy even thinks he is allergic to fragrance.

At this time, Mr. Fusu's face was already covered with frost.

The long black hair naturally droops behind the head and flutters gently like a living thing, which makes people feel creepy.

"Bold, he is disrespectful to Mr. Fu Su, damn it!"

Before Mr. Su said anything, the person standing behind him couldn't help but step out and shouted at Su Han.

Su Leng looked at him coldly and smiled, "If you haven't spoken yet, what does the dog call?"

Hearing this, everyone on the court couldn't help taking a cold breath.

The boy with sharp teeth and sharp mouth...

I really don't know where this is a freak that came from. He got a perfect soul bone. He was lucky, but he didn't understand the world at all.

I don't know if it's really something to rely on, or whether it's a young man who doesn't know anything.

"Look for death!"

Stimulated by Su Han's words, his face turned red and his body trembled violently. An evil fire came to his heart, raised his huge fist, and hit Su Han's face fiercely.

Su Han took a slight step back, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth.

Powerful spiritual power circulates in his body, and Su Han is ready to fight. When he makes a mistake, he is moving forward at a very fast speed.

It was like a breeze, and no one could even see his movements. With a crisp sound of bone cracking, the man had made a hoarse and miserable cry before.

"Ah!"

"My arm!"

With one move, Su Han broke his arm directly and hung softly.

The blood ticked down, and the sharp bone stubble pierced the muscles, which looked shocking.

No one would have thought that Su Han's action was so decisive and fierce.

"Juan, step back."

Almost the moment Su Han took action, Mr. Su shouted softly and wanted to quit the domestic slave.

And his voice was too late to speak out.

So many things happened in an instant. When he came to his senses, Mr. Su's face turned pale, kicked away the domestic slave in front of him and scolded, "Useless things, get back!"

After scolding, he no longer looked at the man and took a step forward, less than three steps away from Su Han.

"Are you provoking me?"

The cold sound suddenly set off a whirlwind in the air. Under the powerful soul power, many people even had a strange illusion in their minds and couldn't help trembling.

As the holy place of alchemists, the most important thing in selecting talents is not the cultivation qualification, but the soul qualification.

As one of the four princes of Qihuang City, Fusu is naturally the best in this regard.

With hard work and hard work, the power of the soul is already quite hot.

His four words are actually a relatively shallow soul attack method, but it is absolutely enough to deal with ordinary people.

Under the influence of his voice, the person closest seemed to feel that he was standing naked in the ice and snow. Countless cold air, like ice needles penetrated into the body, and the blood seemed to stop flowing.

"Are you provoking me?"

Su Han laughed.

The clear laughter contains an inexplicable charm. With the strength of Su Han's soul, Fu Su's voice naturally has no effect on him.

Moreover, while helping Mr. Su open his mouth, Su Han's intention is to keenly capture the fluctuation of his soul power.

The four words spoken by Su Han, whether it is tone fluctuation or sound intensity, are no different from Mr. Fusu.

In a sense, Su Han is a thief.

completely reproduces the soul fluctuations generated by the four words Fusu.

Of course, Su Han can never secretly learn the unique skills cultivated by others, and he can only say these four words.

However, the power produced by the four words Su Han is more powerful than that of Fu Su.

It's like a round of sun in the ice and snow. The light is dazzling and the heat is amazing, making people feel a heat wave coming. Almost in an instant, the cold on the body is completely dispelled.

"How is that possible?"

Seeing this scene, many people on the scene looked dull.

And the four people in black guarded the previous Qibaozhai, and there was a trace of coolness in their hearts.

They are all masters of soul cultivation, and they naturally know what happened on the field.

However, although they have seen such a change with their own eyes, several people are extremely unbelievable.

How is that possible?

can completely imitate a person's tone, tone, and even the fluctuation of the soul when speaking, which is definitely not to the extent that any skill can achieve.

The only explanation is that Su Han has some kind of outstanding talent.

At the same time, Mr. Fu Su was also inexplicably shocked.

The face was flushed, and a trace of blood appeared quietly at the corners of his mouth.

If it hadn't been for face, the blood would have been spewed out immediately.

He was completely stunned.

This method of soul power affecting the surrounding environment is a unique secret skill of his family. Several generations of the family have studied for hundreds of years before they found a little way.

How can this person learn it as soon as they meet?

Moreover, Mr. Fu Su knows very well that his soul power is definitely stronger than himself.

is not a little stronger, but much stronger!

It's like the gap between the hill bag and the Wanzhang peak.

For a moment, Mr. Fusu felt that he was like a boat sailing on the sea. He was shocked by the fierce wind and waves, and his mind was greatly damaged.

"Who the hell are you?"

With a thought, Mr. Su hugged Su Han and asked.

At this time, he has put Su Han completely on an equal footing with himself.

Although he is arrogant and arrogant, all his arrogance is based on his strength. Now he has no temper at all in the face of a teenager with higher talent and stronger strength than himself.

What's more, Mr. Fusu is very clear in his heart that although his family is relatively strong, he is not the strongest one.

You may still call for wind and rain in Qihuang City, but if you leave Qihuang City, you will not be fart.

Especially at this critical moment, Wusheng has just fallen, and Changsheng has fallen into an unprecedented troubled world. No matter what you do, you should be careful.

Today, he heard that there was a perfect soul bone here. He was ecstatic and wanted to buy it at all costs.

When he saw Su Han, he thought he was a local steamed bun that hit Dayun, so he was so arrogant that he wanted to use his own name to deter this person first.

Unexpectedly, it hit the iron plate.

Seeing his appearance, Su Han's disdain was even stronger in his eyes.

Originally, I thought it was just a domineering little cock, but I didn't expect it to be a little fox that only bullied soft and afraid of the hard.

"It's none of your business?"

Although the other party's posture has been lowered, Su Han did not give him any face at all.

Face is not given by others, but earned by yourself.

"You!"

Mr. Fusu's face was blue and white, and he was almost angry and vomited blood.

In this Huangcheng, he is a well-deserved proud son of heaven. He is superior among the younger generation. In the eyes of the strong predecessors, he belongs to a bright future with outstanding qualifications. How has he ever been so angry?

"Cry, I'll tell you when you cry."

A trace of ridicul appeared in Su Han's eyes and said again.

Hearing Su Han's words, everyone was collectively dull and petrified, standing straight like a wooden pile, stunned.

Such a play is really wonderful.

It was like finding a beggar on the street, who was originally disdainful and pitiful, but in a blink of an eye, it was found that the beggar was disguised as a king.

With the identity and status of Mr. Fu Su, Su Han was able to say such words, which is really tantamount to slapping Mr. Fusu twice and sweeping his face.

Puff!

In a hurry and anger, Mr. Su spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his intuition was confused, and the power of his soul was disordered, and there were even signs of going crazy.