Chapter 39 War

"Hmm,,,, it's good to have courage, but it's important to be self-aknowledge. You know, some people you can provoke, some people you can't afford to provoke..."

Looking at Zhang Han slowly coming out, Bray in the sky. Suddenly, Ming suddenly snorted coldly, and the anger in his eyes was even better. Although he was very happy that Zhang Han came out, he was not happy when Zhang Han came out. Zhang Han came out to prove that Zhang Han was not afraid of him. How could he make Bray? Ming happy? He also said secretly in his heart, "If you don't kill Zhang Han today, his old face will have no place in the future..."

"Boom. /..”

It's not nonsense, it's abu lei hanging in the air. With a direct virtual hand, a dazzling golden light flashed, which directly turned into an excellent golden knife in his hand, and the thick golden light on the big knife continued to shine, and an amazing sharp fluctuation also spread in an instant, like an invisible knife, instantly turning some of the surrounding rooms. The house has been cut several times.

"A sharp, metallic fighting spirit? It's really full of attack..."

See Bree. With such power, Zhang Han's eyes also shrank slightly. At this time, Zhang Han is not a rookie who has just come to the dark universe. Through the research of these days, Zhang Han still knows the basic situation of Douqi, so Zhang Han also recognized Bray in an instant. Ming's fighting spirit attributes.

"Boom..."

The fighting gas broke out, Bray. Ming's face was cold in vain. He stepped out step by step, and the golden knife in his hand also suddenly split into the void. Suddenly, dozens of knives emitted magnificent golden knives and shot out quickly, with the unique sharp properties of metal, cutting through the silky air around him and going to Zhang Han.

Face Bray. With such a fierce offensive, Zhang Han's eyes were also slightly condensed. Immediately, the rushing fighting spirit in his body was running fast, and the fiery red fighting spirit light also erupted from the palm of his hand in an instant, and soon turned into a fiery red shield on the outside of his body.

"Bum..."

The golden knife light is as fast as lightning. Zhang Han has just turned out of the shield. The golden knife light has been heavily split, and it hit Zhang Han's shield in an instant. In an instant, the sound of sparks sounded in front of Zhang Han in vain, rolling up bursts of dust and covering Zhang Han's figure.

"Well,,,"

The flying dust slowly dissipated, and a purple figure appeared in the eyes of everyone. At this time, Zhang Han had no scars on his body, but there were more than a dozen small cracks on the purple robe, as if it had been cut by something sharp.

"That guy is really strong... Bray. Ming's blow is so easy to be hit..."

Seeing that Zhang Han's figure was intact, the crowd gathered around him also talked about it. Looking at Zhang Han's eyes were also with a trace of worship, although he didn't know if Zhang Han could defeat Bray. Ming, but Zhang Han's strength is worthy of their worship at this time.

"It's worthy of being a metallic fighting spirit... Sharp enough"

Zhang Han was also slightly relieved at this time. His fighting spirit cultivation was really low, Bray. The bright golden knife light hit his shield armor. The shield armor was like a tofu dregs project in less than a moment, which was directly broken. Fortunately, his body was stronger. Although it was useless to add the shield armor, it at least blocked it for himself. Therefore, although Zhang Han broke a few cracks in his clothes, in general, It's still intact.

"Humph..."

Seeing that he was blocked so easily, Nabray. The bright face suddenly became more difficult to look. The haze looked at Zhang Han, and the galloping golden fighting air in his body was running fast. A mysterious seal in his hand was also knotted quickly. Then, it turned into a golden shadow in an instant and flew towards Zhang Han, and his hand also emitted a torrential energy fluctuation in the air. Finally, it turned into a golden fist and bombarded Zhang Han fiercely.

"It's good to come... Drink"

Zhang Han saw Bray. Ming unexpectedly flew to fight close to him, and a playful smile suddenly appeared on his face. He was afraid of everything, and his fighting cultivation was also weak, but Zhang Han was extremely proud of his body. At this time, he saw Bray. Ming's huge golden fist bombarded himself without avoiding it. He shouted loudly, and the vigorous fighting spirit in his body also swung up the fist that had become red, and greeted the huge fist bombarded above the sky.

"Bum..."

Two punches wanted to be crossed, and suddenly, a crisp steel-like impact sounded, shaking the ears of the people around. Although the body can be strong, after all, the energy support is weaker than mine. Ming, it was mined in an instant. Ming's punch was repelled, and after only three steps back, he stopped and looked at Bray in front of him. Ming.

"Kid, how can your body be so strong?"

Bray. Ming, although Zhang Han retreated three steps after being so violently hit by himself, he still had no injury. The gloomy expression on his face suddenly became more gloomy. He looked at Zhang Han strangely, his eyes suddenly shrank, and his tone was full of coldness and asked Zhang Han.

"Hey, I want to know, the old man won't tell you..."

Although Bray. Ming tried his best to disguise himself, but Zhang Han still heard the trace of curiosity from his cold tone. He immediately smiled and ignored Bree. The angry green pig liver face smiled at Bray. Ming Dao.

"Looking for death..."

It was laughed at by Zhang Han, Bray. Ming was furious in an instant. He thought that he was a master of the emperor and the elder of the Bray family. After so many years, when did he suffer from this kind of anger? The angry flame flashed in his eyes, Bray. After shouting angrily, his figure burst out again, and his arms vibrated in vain, and the golden light flashed. Then, the power similar to the punch just now roared out again, and with the furious momentum, he bombarded Zhang Han again.

"Humph..."

The fierce fist hit again, but Zhang Han snorted coldly and did not retreat. He did not see the movement. The blue strange sword appeared in his hand in vain. Then, his body moved and instantly turned into a ghost shadow, holding the blue strange sword towards Bray. Ming rushed straight away.

"It's that sword again..."

Those people in the inn who had just seen the power of Zhang Han's strange sword. At this time, through the window of the inn, they looked at the strange sword in Zhang Han's hand again. Their eyes were all condensed, and then they looked at Zhang Han and Bray expectantly. Ming's collision.

"Humph..."

What is the expression of the people in the inn, Bray. I didn't know. At this time, I saw Zhang Han take out a blue sword, Bray. Ming suddenly snorted coldly in his heart, thinking that he could save the defeat by relying on weapons? Bray, who is confident in his metal fighting strength. However, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, with a gloomy smile, and he also shouted, "Go to hell..."

"How is it possible..."

The golden fist with magnificent power suddenly bombarded Zhang Han's blue sword, but as soon as the fist touched Zhang Han's giant sword, Bray. I saw the silky smile on Zhang Han's handsome face. Shit, the idea in my heart hasn't flashed yet, Bray. Mingming found that his fist did not feel any obstacle, as if it was bombarded in the air, empty, turning his head doubtfully, but the scene in front of him was to let Bray. Ming, the imperial master who had experienced a hundred battles, was also extremely cold in his heart in an instant. He didn't have time to think too much. He directly dodged and flew back a few steps before he looked at Zhang Han with a solemn expression.