Peerless Taoist

An arrow flew out from the countless streets and alleys. It was like a black shadow as fast as lightning, piercing straight towards Leng Wuxiang.    

This arrow came too fast, without any warning at all. It flew in front of him in an instant.    

Seeing this, Leng Wuxiang did not panic. He stretched out his hand and grabbed in front of him, instantly intercepting this arrow halfway, and tightly grasped it in his hand.    

Buzz, buzz, buzz -    

Although the arrow landed in Leng Wuxiang's hand, the tail of the arrow was still shaking. The power did not dissipate for a long time.    

Next to Han Jinyu, a general wearing armor suddenly appeared. He was also holding a bull-horned bow. On the streets, the sound of boots hitting the ground could be heard. A group of black-armored soldiers rushed over from all directions.    

The black mass of soldiers stood on the streets. For a moment, the surroundings were filled with killing intent.    

That general was the brave Great General Han Qi, who had stopped Lu Yu and Leng Wuxiang in front of the city gates!    

"Leng Wuxiang, what do you mean by injuring my son?" Han Qi said coldly.    

He took a step forward and Xuan Immortal power erupted instantly. A powerful pressure suddenly descended on the surrounding streets.    

"Father!"    

Han Jinyu was extremely excited and hurriedly shouted.    

To Han Jinyu, his father was his biggest reliance.    

With his father in charge, Han Jinyu would not need to worry about anyone.    

Leng Wuxiang said indifferently, "Your son is blind. I will teach him a lesson for you. It will save him from getting into more trouble in the future. You should reflect on yourself when you blame your son for not teaching him a lesson. Why did you teach such a thing?"    

After saying this, everyone's eyelids jumped.    

Han Qi was a Great General with real power in the Heavenly Charging Pass. Not only was he powerful, but he also held a high position.    

Anyone who saw Han Qi would feel a strong sense of oppression. No matter who it was, no one dared to say what they thought. All they could think of was submission.    

Perhaps only experts of the same cultivation level would be able to face Han Qi and say such words.    

Han Qi was so infuriated that he burst out laughing. "What did you say?!"    

After saying these words, the surrounding pressure burst forth to the limit.    

Han Qi's body was surrounded by a burning aura, like a high temperature furnace. Anyone who got close to him would feel extremely hot.    

This was a phenomenon created when one's physique had been cultivated to the extreme, causing one's blood and qi to erupt from one's body!    

"What? Are you not convinced? What's the use of saying so much? Come over if you have the ability. See if you can help your son regain face."    

Leng Wuxiang was not used to Han Qi.    

Just now at the city gate, Han Qi had made him lose a lot of face. This time, his cultivation level had recovered a little. Naturally, he wanted to take revenge.    

"He really is a cultivator of the Devil Dao. He doesn't know respect, and doesn't know what's good for him! Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of Commander Lu! " Han Qi could no longer suppress the raging flames in his heart. He suddenly shouted angrily.    

In his hand, the long bull-horned bow gradually transformed into a long flaming saber. The saber was covered in flaming patterns and looked eye-catching and eye-catching.    

Han Qi held the saber in his hand. The armor on his entire body seemed to be burning along with the flames. His body suddenly expanded, like a god that had walked out of the picture, powerful and insufferably arrogant.    

Surging pressure pressed down in all directions. On the entire long street, no matter who it was, they all lowered their heads. Under this pressure, even lifting their heads was difficult.