Chapter 1112 (2/2)
Originally thought that Han Ruisong's hand could solve the friendship and resentment between the two sides, and he could sit down and have a good talk. But who thought that Han Ruisong was going to do it directly.
As he knows, Han Ruisong has been cultivating himself and cultivating his nature in recent years, and he has hardly done anything in front of outsiders.
And Han Ruisong is really a practitioner!
”Wow
In the moment of Han Ruisong's hand, the strong wind shrouds in the field, and the golden elixir is small and complete!
”The master of Han family is really double cultivation!”
This scene surprised many people. The rumor is true. The master of the Han family is not weak!
Han Ruisong's palm posture is very fast, just like his whole person, slow and slow, but the power contained in it can't be underestimated.
Xiao Yu's eyes are awe inspiring, and his fist of pure flesh is to blow up.
His physical strength is still very afraid, Han Ruisong can't hit well. He takes a few steps back with his hands on his back and looks calm.
”Well, boy, your physical strength is really powerful. No wonder even Hao jingdun has been defeated by you, but you have no idea about the strength gap between us.”
”If you can defeat the later stage of Jindan territory, it doesn't mean you can defeat me.”
As soon as the voice fell, the momentum of Han Ruisong's body suddenly burst into the public, and the invisible energy wave was twining around him like a flowing cloud.
I can see that on his palm, it is like the sun's shining rainbow, in the continuous condensation.
That feeling, just like a hundred rivers to the East China Sea, hundreds of boats competing for the same.
The faces of all the monks were moved in an instant.
”What a terrible yellow magic!”
They also practice yellow magic, but even in the same level, there are three or six nine grades.
”This is when I helped a second-class sect elder refine the medium-sized spirit weapon. The other party gave me the name of Huiming palm, which was the light of life and death.”
Han Ruisong still looks calm, palms congealed, suddenly is swept up.