I Really Don’t Know How To Practice

The palm prints collided with the shadow of the fist, and a little bit of golden light sprinkled.

A man with a golden mask stood in front of the carriage, looking at Wu Ji coldly.

This person, of course, was Han Xu. He ran all the way and finally arrived here in time.

"Who is your Excellency?" Wu Ji asked. From Han Xu, he felt a strong and positive aura, and at the same time, a dangerous feeling rose in his heart.

In the supernatural realm, the feeling is often very accurate, so when Wu Ji is talking, he is already circulating his spiritual power, ready to strike with all his strength at any time.

Han Xu didn't answer, he didn't want to talk now, he just wanted to kill.

If he hadn't had doubts about the prince, if he hadn't come here in time, Han Luoling and his three maids would have died today without a place to bury them.

As a result, Han Xu made a handprint directly, and suddenly, from behind him, a bright golden light shot straight into the sky, and an extremely fierce aura spread, and the surroundings became golden light.

At this time, Han Xu actually gave people a sense of majesty.

The technique he used was the Buddhist Great Vajra Seal.

Seeing that Han Xu was going to strike at the slightest disagreement, Wu Ji was also very angry. He was extraordinary anyway, and was enshrined by the royal family. Except for the last time he faced the white-clothed sword demon, he had never been so underestimated.

But in this world, how many masters can reach the level of the white-clothed sword demon?

As a result, his body was shaken, and his power rippled in the air, and he punched out, like the sound of a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests.

The spiritual power turned into a tiger and charged at Han Xu. Wherever it passed, the ground became scorched black and everything was destroyed.

Faced with Wu Ji's full blow, Han Xu just slapped forward, and a golden palm print rushed out. The tiger transformed by Wu Ji's power was as fragile as a block of tofu. Crash directly.

Wu Ji's face changed dramatically, he felt that the strength of the two was not at the same level at all.

He felt that the man in front of him, covered in golden light and with a dignified appearance, should be a strong man at the same level as the white-clothed sword demon.

Thinking of this, Wu Ji turned around and fled, even ignoring the prince in the carriage.

An extraordinary and strong man escaped like this without regard for his dignity. If he said it, he might become a laughing stock.

But now Wu Ji doesn't care so much, he has seen the strength of the white-clothed sword demon, and knows the invincibility of the realm of the unity of man and nature.

If the white-clothed sword demon wanted to kill him, he would only need one sword strike. Thinking about it, this man would not need to spend more effort.

But as soon as Wu Ji turned around, his body seemed to be nailed there, unable to move anymore.

Because, around his body, countless golden palm prints appeared, blocking all the space around him.

"Too much deceit!"

After all, Wu Ji was also an extraordinary person. After being beaten out of anger, he turned around and swung his fists all over the sky, wanting to fight back.

However, Han Xu formed a seal, and countless golden palm prints fell, disintegrating Wu Ji's offensive in an instant.

One after another palm prints landed on Wu Ji's body, and every time he was hit, he would spit out a mouthful of blood, and his expression became weaker.

Han Xu was not in a hurry to kill him. How could he let anyone who attacked Han Luoling die easily?

Every palm can make Wu Ji feel a heart-wrenching pain, but it is not fatal.

He could feel that Han Xu clearly wanted to humiliate him, but he had no way to stop it.

"Your Excellency...what is the relationship with Concubine Ling?"

"Could it be that you are someone sent by King Han?"

However, Wu Ji's question was destined to be answered by no one, and Han Xu just slapped one palm after another expressionlessly.

Gradually, Wu Ji could no longer speak, and even the voice of crying for pain became much smaller.

The three of Qing'er were stunned. An extraordinary expert was beaten to death in front of their eyes.

And all three of them knew that the one with the golden mask was clearly Han Xu.

"It turns out that the young master is so powerful!"

When Wu Ji was about to be beaten to death, a ray of light suddenly appeared, and Han Xu made a backhand palm, the two collided, and the explosion sounded earth-shattering.

"Stop!" Qin Ling in armor rushed over, and behind him, several priests and the Tiance Army were escorting the Emperor Wu.

It seems that the beast tide has subsided. Han Xu did not expect that such a large-scale beast tide could be calmed down in such a short period of time.

It seems that the commander of the Tiance Army is really capable.

"Commander Qin, save me!" Seeing Qin Ling approaching, Wu Ji didn't know where a force came from, and he didn't care about his own face, so he called for help in a piercing voice.

Qin Ling looked at Han Xu solemnly, and asked, "A master of Buddhism? I don't know which temple you come from?"

Han Xu didn't answer, but said: "I want to kill him, do you want to stop it?"

Qin Ling didn't dare to act rashly, but said: "He is enshrined by my Great Wu Dynasty, I don't know where he offended Your Excellency?"

In fact, when Qin Ling saw the situation here, he guessed what was going on, and he slowly moved towards the prince's car, no matter what, he had to save the prince's life.

As for how Emperor Wu will view this matter at that time, that is a matter for later.

But before Emperor Wu made a decision, he couldn't let people hurt the royal blood.

Han Xu looked at Qin Ling with a threatening gaze.

It was Qin Ling who knocked Han Luoling unconscious before.

"Did you hit Concubine Ling?" As he said that, Han Xu slapped out his palm, and the huge palm print moved towards Qinling.

The palm print was like a towering mountain, and the air exploded due to the rapid compression.

Qin Ling's expression was serious, he stomped his feet, his strong muscles swelled again, and a roar like a prisoner's dragon came out of his mouth, and his spiritual power was gathered into a mountain-opening axe to slash down.

This ax seemed to have cut into the cotton, and it was a dilemma.

"Oops!" Qin Ling realized that he had been tricked.

This Buddhist master didn't even want to fight him recklessly.

After entangled Qin Ling, Han Xu turned around without hesitation, and with a palm in the air, a huge handprint descended from the sky, directly smashing the dying Wu Ji into a pulp.

The Tiance Army who came behind Qin Ling watched this scene dumbfounded.

This is an extraordinary person, and he was shot to death in such an aggrieved manner.

Who is this person who is covered in golden light? He kills an extraordinary person without blinking his eyes.

Qin Ling said: "Buddhism is merciful, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com But your killing spirit is too strong!"

"You just think that I have saved him."

"Who are you?" Qin Ling asked.

Han Xu ignored Qin Ling, but said to the prince's carriage: "I don't want to have similar things again, otherwise I will appear."

From the beginning to the end, the prince did not show up in the carriage.

At first, he was reluctant to show up, worried that if others saw him, he would reveal his identity.

But now, he didn't dare to show up. This not very strong carriage was like the last barrier that could protect him, just like a child hiding under the quilt in fear of thunder.

When Wu Ji was beaten and screamed by Han Xu, he also spent the most tormented and humiliating period of his life in the carriage. It was not until Qin Ling came that he became less nervous.

However, when he saw that Han Xu still killed Wu Ji without hesitation, he dared not get out of the carriage, curled up and trembling, not even half of the dignity of a prince.

"You are bold!" Qin Ling knew that the person in the car was the prince, he suddenly burst out with divine power, and once again condensed his divine axe to kill him.

But Han Xu just casually slapped the prince's carriage, Qin Ling had no choice but to rescue him immediately.

The crown prince was safe, but when Qin Ling turned around, there was no trace of Han Xu.