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Chapter 369 [368] Unknowingly I am so powerful
In the halo screen.

The Angel Macallan stared at the tall subordinate, with a haughty tone: "Are you going to get out by yourself, or will I drag you out?"

The "you" in this guy's mouth naturally refers to Nether.

It could be heard that this strong Xuandu felt that he was completely overwhelmed by Nether, that's why he assumed such a condescending attitude.

Cheng Han's right hand holding the pencil paused, hesitated for a moment, and issued an order: "Since we bumped into each other, let's fight!"

Although his real level of strength is still at the level of a mysterious master, but relying on several super powerful mysterious seals, his combat power is enough to beat all the mysterious masters in the world.

He felt that he could try to challenge Xuandu, practice the newly mastered ability, and see what shortcomings there are by the way.

Nether's response came immediately: "Your Excellency, as you wish!"

on the screen.

The tall subordinate bowed slightly: "Your Excellency, Envoy of God, it is a great honor to accept your test!"

After finishing speaking, he gestured a "go to the right" gesture: "Please enlighten me!"

The voice just fell.

The tall subordinate was covered with light blue flames instantly.

Seeing this scene suddenly, the Macallan envoy's pupils shrank undetectably.

Originally, he received a letter from the secret method and knew that the opponent's strength was only at the level of a mysterious master, so he didn't take it seriously in his heart. How powerful can a mysterious master be?

Witnessing this strange flame that he had never seen before with his own eyes at this time, he finally became more cautious in his heart.

After blinking.

The tall subordinate disappeared.

The ashes fell down, forming an arrow on the ground, pointing to the right side of the dense forest.

The angel McAllen muttered disdainfully, "Pretending to be a ghost", his body suddenly exploded into a cloud of black smoke, and shot out quickly.

This dense forest has regained its tranquility.

Speaker Arthur stared at the ashes with an extremely complicated expression.

*
thousands of miles away.

In a wasteland.

A seemingly disparate battle broke out.

You Ming took the initiative to show up, glanced at the emissary, caught the connection of the other party, raised his hand and shot a god-destroying spirit spear.

When fighting against the powerful Xuandu, naturally they will use the bottom-of-the-box tricks.

kilometers away.

The Messenger McAllen was expressionless, but he was quite shocked in his heart.

At this moment, the distance between them is more than three kilometers. Even high-ranking mystics can't reach the attack limit of using mystical methods.

The shadow of the gun shot from a distance, and the deep fluctuations emanating from it also quietly raised the evaluation in the heart of the angel.

This mysterious person really has a level!
McAllen's figure turned into blue smoke, and changed two positions at an extremely fast speed. He couldn't get rid of the gun shadow, and could only watch it fly up.

this moment.

The angel was finally shocked.

What exactly is this attack? !

The shadow of the gun came in a flash, hitting the black mist on the envoy's body.

"call!"

The light blue flame ignited instantly.

Only for a moment.

Before Lan Yan had time to spread, he was immediately impacted by a turbulent spiritual wave, and was extinguished all at once.

Despite this, the Macallan Angel became more and more horrified.

He clearly felt that although the strange blue flame was extinguished, the sea of ​​spirit was stirred up, and there was a bit of stagnation in mobilizing the source energy.

It's really unbelievable that a mere profound master can do this!
A sharp light flashed in McAllen's eyes, and he shouted, "Go!"

Following this sound, extremely vigorous fluctuations surged in the envoy's body.

A large black mist surged out of thin air within a radius of [-] meters, completely covering his figure.

The black mist condensed into more than a dozen black eagles with teeth and claws, rushing towards Nether in groups at a terrifying speed of more than three kilometers per second.

at the same time.

"Ah~"

McAllen let out a shrill howl.

Layers upon layers of ripples flashed across the air, and they flew towards Nether at high speed.

Wherever it passed, the vegetation on the ground withered instantly, and then turned into black fly ash.

Looking down from the sky, one can see a black zone with a width of [-] meters, extending forward like a giant snake, devouring all life.

Facing this incomparably fierce attack, if it were any other profound master, he would definitely die.

But Nether has a way.

With a chuckle, his figure instantly exploded into a cloud of black mist, and then the black mist dissipated.

The place was empty.

It is the leap of the dark light!

far away.

Witnessing this scene, the Angel Macallan snorted secretly in his heart: "I have already guessed that you have such a move, otherwise you wouldn't dare to fight with me."

at the same time.

This method of escaping without warning is a secret technique that the envoy has never seen before, and it fills his heart with astonishment.

The short battle really shocked him too much.

The envoy's heart moved, and a small statue in his arms emitted a faint black mist.

The guy's eyes jumped, and he shouted loudly: "Kill!"

the other side.

The Black Mist Eagle transformed into a black spear, suddenly made a turn in the air, and struck at another location hundreds of meters away like lightning.

After a moment.

A wisp of faint black mist spilled out from mid-air, forming an illusory figure.

The black spear shoots accurately, and is about to penetrate the phantom figure.

McAllen's envoy immediately showed a full smile.

This guy is dead!

He has a rare item specially designed to restrain dodge, which can spy on the fluctuations in the space, and then find the opponent's jumping position.

The moment the mysterious man appeared was when he was turned into a mummy!

next second.

McAllen's smile froze.

The black spear swept past, and the phantom figure collapsed.

And one kilometer away.

The figure of the mysterious man appeared, and he laughed loudly: "Your Excellency, Envoy of God, please leave now!"

The voice just fell.

The opponent disappeared again.

The angel widened his eyes in surprise.

How could this be?
How could the judgment of extraordinary items go wrong?
The Angel Macallan stood quietly on the spot and did not catch up.

Because he knew that the fluctuation of the fight would definitely alarm the local Xuan Pavilion, and if he stayed for a little longer, the god general of the Wanhao people would definitely descend into his avatar.

The envoy sighed softly, his whole body turned into a black mist, and flew quickly into the dense forest.

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Inside the airship.

The halo fluctuated a few times and turned into a sky full of stars.

Cheng Han was very satisfied.

The dodge method that deceived the envoy just now is a new secret technique obtained after the promotion of the True Flame Profound Seal—Phantom Flash.

This secret technique can create several phantoms and make them appear in different positions, so as to confuse the enemy's judgment.

And this fight is enough to prove one point, although a single Nether can't do anything to a Xuandu-level powerhouse, it is more than enough to protect itself.

Cheng Han muttered in his heart: "If a group of ghosts swarm up and use wolf pack tactics, they will have the power to fight Xuandu!"

He put down the pencil in his hand, secretly proud: "Before I knew it, I was already so powerful!"

The little girl beside her, Yingying, was quite lively, and immediately asked, "Uncle Han, do you want to rest for a while?"

At first the twins called him "Mr. Designer", but now that they got to know each other well, they started calling him "Uncle Han".

Cheng Han nodded and said, "Yes."

Yingying suddenly asked a question curiously: "Uncle Han, mother said that you have practiced Jiuyuan martial arts, why don't you usually practice martial arts?"

Every sealer who has condensed the seal of origin will definitely practice martial arts all year round.

After all, there are too many dangers in this world, and at critical moments, the more people who are proficient in martial arts, the higher the chance of saving their lives.

In the past few days, many people on the airship have discussed this point, and the little girl has heard a lot, so she couldn't help asking.

Cheng Han said truthfully: "Ordinary exercise methods are not very useful to me, and besides, I don't like fighting very much."

Yingying blinked her big eyes and said "Oh".

Several passengers sitting next to them heard the conversation between the two, and their expressions were obviously suspicious.

A young male passenger muttered intentionally or unintentionally: "It's just a sealer, not a fighter, and the tone is really loud!"

The guy paused for a moment, and then raised his voice again: "I'm also a sealer, and I never feel that ordinary methods are useless."

Cheng Han smiled slightly, and was not angry: "Every sealer has a different physique, has a different understanding of martial arts, and has a different ability to adapt to cultivation methods."

The twins seemed to understand half of what they heard, but they still listened hard.

The male passenger just let out a "hehe": "Who doesn't know the truth?"

Cheng Han said to himself: "There are ever-changing methods of exercise. The so-called 'adjusting measures to people's conditions', only fools will only follow the old ways. Smart people should choose a method that is more suitable for them."

When the male passenger heard the word "stupid", his face immediately changed: "What do you mean by riding a horse?"

This statement came out.

The atmosphere in the observation hall immediately became tense.

Cheng Hanhun didn't care, and continued: "For example, when I was painting, my right hand didn't touch the pencil, and there was actually a very small gap between the two."

The male passenger glanced at the paintings on the drawing shelf, and his expression became uncertain.

As a sealer, this guy naturally understands it very well. If this sentence is true, this is indeed a very powerful training method.

Cheng Han waved at the pencil: "That's it."

Accompanied by this movement, the pencil flew over with a "swish".

Cheng Han stretched out two fingers, making a gesture of "virtually holding" the pencil, and there was an obvious gap between the fingers and the pencil.

He made a "writing" posture again: "Using this method to practice can exercise the fine control of strength, and I personally think the effect is very good."

between speeches.

I saw a neat line of large characters quickly appearing on the paper, without any sloppy meaning.

The male passenger stared blankly for a few seconds, then stood up and left without saying a word.

Anyone could see that this guy was completely overwhelmed, he had no face to stay here any longer, so he had to leave in a desperate manner.

The twin sisters looked at the drawing board, and then at Cheng Han. They had two identical little faces, with obvious expressions of admiration
Cheng Han smiled and said to them, "Let's go! I'll take you back!"

The twin sisters nodded together: "Okay!"

Cheng Han quickly packed up his things and left with the two little girls.

After a while.

Someone in the observation hall started talking in a low voice.

"Was that trick just now difficult?"

"Of course it's hard!"

"Let's just put it this way, if you use your strength to control the pencil through the air, the pencil will definitely vibrate non-stop. It's not bad if ordinary sealers can barely write."

"Mr. Han actually writes so neatly, this is definitely a very brilliant skill!"

"I see!"

"Unfortunately, I thought that Mr. Han was just doing nothing to paint all day long. It turns out that he works harder than anyone else."

"Yeah, everyone has lost their eyes."

(End of this chapter)