Chapter 601: Kneeling to die, or standing to die? (2/2)

It took Su Han three full palms to smash Mou Shafeng's body guard Qi in full view, and his head was smashed with one palm!

Mou Shafeng, who was comparable to the Supreme Dragon, had almost no power to fight back in Su Han's hands, and was easily killed.

After watching the barbarian warriors, they were afraid for a while, and their eyes were full of jealousy.

The few Yuzhou Tianjiao who had guarded the little fairy doctor before were a little dumbfounded.

Young Master Zhou looked at Su Han with a look of astonishment, his heart gasped again and again.

The body-protecting Qi of the Yuan Dan realm, in the hands of this guy, can only support three palms?

This is too scary!

”Has his strength reached this point?”

Qin Longhu's expression changed suddenly.

Nan Wuyue also saw the doorway from these three palms, and the fighting spirit in his eyes flashed away. He knew that he could not be Su Han's opponent at this moment.

Although Huntian Daoba has a thin name, it cannot be compared with Qingzhou Walking.

”This kid! You should have killed him back then, if it wasn't Zhou Tao's blockade...No, you should ignore Zhou Tao and kill him directly at Jiuyang Academy, he wouldn't be what he is today! ”

Murong Feng stared at Su Han, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

It's a pity that it's too late to wake up, everything is too late.

If he knew this earlier, when Su Han had just worshipped into the Valley of the Dead, he would be able to kill him.

Big deal, be punished by Zongmen Xiaoxiao!

”It's a pity, if it weren't for the Silver Flower King, there will be this in the Valley of the Dead. After one or two hundred years, I am afraid that there will be another golden body of Dharma!”

Jiang Yuan sighed in his heart.

The golden body of Dharma is extremely difficult to achieve, and many sects have calculated one, and there is no guarantee that they can produce a second.

If the inheritance is broken, the sect will also decline.

Although there are now four great martial arts in the Valley of the Dead in Medicine, the hope of these four being promoted to the golden body is really slim!

If Su Han is not a black waste pill, Jiang Yuan feels that Su Han's hope of setting foot in the golden body is higher than that of the four martial kings!

”If it weren't for the protection of the sect, he wouldn't have hurt so many origins. Originally, he should condense the purple top-level essence...”

Jiang Yuan felt ashamed.

Su Han glanced at Mou Shafeng's corpse and waved his hand gently, and the blood inflammation instantly poured onto him.

Within a few breaths of effort, Mou Shafeng's body was completely burnt to ashes.

”What kind of fire is this? It doesn't seem to be the flames...”

Everyone was shocked again.

A few people finally remembered that when they were entangled with the guards, they seemed to have caught a glimpse of this flame.

”His fire can even burn to death the guards here, if it is placed on us...”

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Su Han's eyes, and was a little bit jealous.

Until this moment, the little fairy doctor smiled at Su Han and said, ”Brother Su, if I have the opportunity, I would like to exchange medical skills with you.”

The complexions of Zhou Gongzi's people turned a little ugly again, but this time, no one dared to laugh at Su Han.

”This... no need.”

Su Han shook his head slightly.

What to communicate?

His medical skills are supported purely by the system. If it were not for the fire problem, he would be blind.

Xiaoxian doctor was stunned for a moment, then stopped speaking.

”What we should consider now is how to leave this place.”

Nan Wuyue said lightly.

After hearing the words, everyone subconsciously looked outside the temple, and more and more Yuandan guards appeared.

They all stood silently outside, and anyone who went out would be killed on the spot. When everyone's attention was focused on the outside of the temple, Su Han had already arrived in front of the huge bronze wall, beating and beating, looking for the mechanism.