"Old man, I want to see who doesn't know how to live or die!"

Han Yang snorted coldly.

The suppressed anger that had been suppressed since learning about the death of the beautiful deacon in Tianzhi Tower was vented at this moment.

The four elephants curse and seal the sword, and the white tiger kills.

The curse seal formed by killing seven or eight Duantian Pavilion disciples turned into a roaring white tiger at this moment.

boom!

The Xuexue knife collided with Gu Feng's palm.

The sizzling sound of metal friction irritated everyone's eardrums.

puff!

Blood spurted everywhere.

Everyone's eyes turned bright red.

Han Yang was hit by the fierce force of the peak bone forging, and he took seven or eight steps back, but a sneer appeared on his face.

Gu Feng stood there.

He still maintained his attacking posture, but he showed no joy in repelling Han Yang.

"Low-grade spiritual weapon! You actually own a spiritual weapon?"

The palm of Gu Feng's right hand was cut off from the middle, and the Cuixing Iron Claw on his hand was also cut in half.

With one move, Han Yang lost half of his hand.

He never expected that a mere junior disciple of the sixth level of the Golden Bone would actually have a low-grade spiritual weapon in his hands.

Didn't it mean that the Yuanmen was so poor that even the powerful Qi Gathering Master couldn't make a spiritual weapon in his hands?

What the hell is going on.

"Old man, how does it feel to have your hand cut off?"

Han Yang looked at Gu Feng jokingly, his eyes full of coldness.

"Little Smash, I want you to die!"

There was a ferocious look on Gu Feng's face.

Tangtang was at the peak of his bone training, and his whole body's bones were perfectly tempered, but his hand was severed by a junior with the sixth level of golden bones.

It's simply a shame and a huge humiliation.

"I hope your bones are as hard as your mouth."

Han Yang stepped on the phantom cloud steps, stalking up to him like a phantom.

"Ahhhh..."

Gu Feng roared like crazy, and the bones all over his body shone brightly.

It's a pity that the originally perfect 206-skeleton cycle has a slight flaw because the palm was chopped off.

The stone slabs on the ground exploded inch by inch under Gu Feng's feet, clearly revealing the horror of the peak of bone forging.

The entire lobby trembled violently under his fist wind.

The disciples of Duantian Pavilion could not bear the terrifying oppression and retreated one after another.

Everyone has a vicious murderous intent in their eyes.

Han Yang must die!

No one can stop a punch from the peak of bone forging.

Not even a first-grade genius with golden bones can do it!

A mere sixth-level golden bone is no match for the pinnacle of bone forging.

At this time, Gu Feng was like an enraged beast, crazy and ferocious.

Han Yang's breathing changed with his pace.

With every breath, the six major acupoints on the Ren meridian also expand and contract.

The next moment, the six major acupoints lit up like a bright moon.

Thirty-two golden bones are like stars on the side of the bright moon.

The stars and the moon sounded together, and Han Yang's strength reached its peak at this moment.

Four Symbols Curse Seal Knife, Blue Dragon Breaks!

That day, when he was still at the fifth level of the Golden Bone, he defeated the elder of Yuanmen who was at the peak of bone forging with one strike.

Today, with the sixth level of bone forging, combined with the snow-defying knife, a furious dragon rose in the lobby of Yuelai Inn.

Ouch!

The roar of the giant dragon shocked everyone everywhere.

A stream of cyan air drew a sharp arc from Han Yang's side, pointing diagonally forward.

Like the horns of a giant dragon, piercing forward.

"What's this?!"

There really was a green dragon roaring out of Gu Feng's eyes.

He wanted to avoid it, but was shocked to find that a terrifying aura rose from the blade, shocking his mind and causing his movements to slow down for half a beat.

Knife intention!

He got it.

But...I can't resist this terrifying sword intent at all.

The little fist power he had was destroyed by Han Yang's indestructible sword power as soon as he sent it out.

Ding!

Gufeng's iron claws were pierced by the tip of the Snow-Breaking Knife.

Then, there are his fists, wrists, arms, and chest!

boom!

The Qixue Dao, with its surging airflow, pinned him to the wall behind him.

The wall cracked behind him like his unfurling wings.

"I... don't accept it!"

Ju Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, and the corners of his mouth turned bright red.

He is not convinced!

If he also has a spiritual weapon, he will not lose!

If his hand had not been cut off before and a perfect skeletal cycle could be formed, he might not have been defeated.

But where are there so many ifs?

The corner of Han Yang's mouth curled up, and he said coldly: "Don't accept it? Bite me!"

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Gu Feng was so angry that he suffered internal injuries and vomited blood.

There was deathly silence all around.

The disciples of Duantian Pavilion seemed to be stunned, staring blankly at Han Yang, who was dressed in white and snowy, and Gu Feng, who was nailed to the wall like a dead pig.

How can this be!

Elder Gu Feng is at the pinnacle of bone forging.

A peak bone-forging elder was actually defeated and nailed to the wall by a sixth-level golden bone move?

Is the direct descendant of the Yuan Sect already so powerful?

"Kill me...Shi Ke cannot be killed, you kill me!"

Ju Feng roared crazily.

He has been strong all his life and hostile to geniuses his whole life.

In the end, it fell into the hands of a genius and failed miserably.

This is more painful than killing him.

Han Yang said calmly: "Don't worry, you will die, but not now..."

Ju Feng will die in front of Ye Shu’s spirit!

Han Yang's cold words shocked the remaining disciples of Duantian Pavilion.
To be continued...