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Chapter 992

Seeing the reborn Han Zhenzhi, the major leaders frowned deeply, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

If it were before, they could easily suppress it.

But now, Han Zhenzhi has broken through and become a true martial arts master.

The gap between the two sides suddenly widened.

Although they are only half a step away from the master realm, this half step is like an insurmountable gap.

Cross it and you will soar into the sky.

If you can't cross it, you will always be inferior to others.

"Masters, what should we do now?"

The headmaster of Tianhe Sect looked at the people around him.

If he had known that Han Zhenzhi was a martial arts master, he would not have dared to pretend to be such an outstanding person.

Now it is difficult to get off the tiger, unable to fight again and again, unable to escape again and again.

"How about a fight? He should have used the elixir to temporarily break through. If we work together, we may not be able to fight."

"Are you kidding me? He is a martial arts master now, how can we be our opponents? If we go up there, we are asking for trouble."

"In my opinion, let's forget it. There is no need to risk your own life just for some treasure."

Several headmasters whispered the message, and as they talked, they were already retreating.

"What are you mumbling about? Since you won't go up, I'll make the first move!"

Han Zhenzhi didn't talk nonsense. He took a deep breath and pushed forward with his palms again.

boom!

Two huge palm prints shot out instantly, like two large trucks, slamming into several leaders.

To capture the thief, capture the king first!

The magic pill is only effective for half an hour, so the battle must be resolved as soon as possible.

"Quickly retreat!"

The headmaster of Tianhe Sect's pupils shrank, knowing that he was outmatched, he quickly stepped back.

The other few people didn't dare to pick up the fight and ran faster than a rabbit.

"Where to escape!"

Han Zhenzhi did not give up. He kicked his feet and immediately pursued him.

"Bold maniac! Stop being so arrogant!"

At this time, a purple figure suddenly shot out from the woods.

The figure slammed into Han Zhenzhi like an arrow from a string.

"court death!"

Han Zhenzhi laughed ferociously, immediately turned around, activated the Grandmaster's Qi, and slapped him with his palm.

Nowadays, he has great ambitions and is invincible in the world.

"boom!"

The two sides directly exchanged palms.

The purple figure did a backflip and landed firmly on the ground.

On the other hand, Han Zhenzhi screamed "ah" and flew upside down for more than ten meters, falling to the ground and looking particularly embarrassed.

"dad!"

"Master!"

The disciples of the Bixia Sect were startled and quickly ran forward to help the person up.

"puff!"

Han Zhenzhi's body trembled and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, his momentum immediately weakened.

"How could this happen? I actually lost?"

Han Zhenzhi was shocked and frightened, and couldn't believe it.

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't I kill everyone, be arrogant, and be respected by thousands of people?

Why was he suppressed just before he was halfway powerful?

“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”

Directly in front, an old man in purple robe stood proudly with his hands behind his back.

Although he looks thin, his aura is extremely powerful.

The whole person stood there, like a big mountain, unshakable!

"Master! Why are you here?"

When the headmaster of Tianhe Sect saw him, he immediately looked overjoyed.

The purple-robed old man in front of me is none other than the ancestor of Tianhe Sect—Jiang Xiuzhen!

People give him the nickname: Lord Tianhe!
Chapter completed!
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