Chapter: 2011

"Zhang Hanyang!"

Ye Longyuan retreated dozens of meters, suspended in the air, and said coldly: "Your strength is not bad, you can finally make me serious, but the ruins have been opened, and I will kill you again after the ruins are over!"

"Only by you?"

Zhang Han's eyes turned cold, and his murderous intent was undisguised, as if a hurricane surged, and even made the atmosphere on the field cold by three points.

There is a saying that a tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs.

It is about a person who once possessed monstrous strength, was damaged by one move, and was bullied by the ants that could be said to be under his feet.

There is no doubt that this is considered a provocative act.

If Zhang Han had the strength at this time, even if it was Gong Ji's late stage, or innate, he would slap Ye Longyuan to death without hesitation.

But the current strength cannot support this.

Although he can't kill him in a short time, if he keeps fighting, Zhang Han will be able to find an opportunity, but the timing is not right now.

So Zhang Han didn't make a move, but his murderous intent was not hidden in the slightest.

Facing Zhang Han's eyes.

Somehow.

Ye Longyuan inexplicably felt a chill down his spine.

This feeling made him frown.

"snort!"

He snorted coldly, turned around and sank into the ruins.

After him, all the disciples of various sects in the small world set off.

More than 70% of them glanced at Zhang Han before entering.

The shock in his eyes couldn't be concealed no matter what.

"He is really much stronger than what you said."

Ji Wushuang's expression was still very calm, he glanced at Mo Chengfeng, said a word leisurely, moved his body, and entered the ruins.

"this......"

Mo Chengfeng smiled wryly and followed.

Entering the ruins, few people can use the skills that Zhang Han knows, so when everyone enters, it is more casual and will not be in groups.

"Little Han, I finally know what danger you are talking about. There are so many sect disciples in the small world, it is really tricky." Wang Zhanpeng came to Zhang Han from the back and sighed softly.

Although he wanted to help before, but he was powerless. In the past, he used his hands to restrain him, which was tantamount to... dragging the oil bottle!

"Well, Mr. Wang, you should be more careful when you go in. There should be no problem with the Shanhe flag." Zhang Han nodded and answered.

At this time, Zhang Han's expression returned to normal, as if there was no battle just now.

He didn't care about those eyes that were either shocked or emotional.