The three direct disciples of Wandao Sect, jointly fought!

They had already practiced this move many times in the sect, in order to successfully kill Su Han and avenge his previous shame. They just killed Su Han's clone, which was exactly this move.

In their opinion, it is easy to kill a boy who has not even reached the level of Zhenggang.

Especially after easily killing Su Han's clone, they confirmed this.

In the thick fog, the entire canyon became misty, as if it had become an illusion in an instant, and I couldn't see what was ahead at first.

"Kill him!"

This is the sound of realism. In the thick fog, it seems to come from all directions, making it impossible to tell where others are.

The three of them joined forces, one of them used the fog assassination technique, which affected the sight of the entire canyon, while the other used the magic sound, which made Su Han dizzy and lost the ability to think and resist. The last one took a strong move and killed with one blow!

Absolutely perfect teaming.

They even made fun of Su Han, who was seeking death and even dared to come to such a canyon, as if they were to find the most suitable tomb for themselves.

"Puff——!"

In the thick fog, a sound of flesh and blood rupture came, as if some body was directly ignited by Jingyuan's Vajra finger!

"Diet?" Hai Xuan's voice came, with a hint of disdain.

If the three of them were in the early stage of the Dragon Transformation, they could not even kill a single Su Han, then it would be embarrassing to spread.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a huge explosion sounded, causing the thick fog to roll.

"Jingyuan!"

Hai Xuan and Ding Zhen were shocked and shouted quickly.

A vague mistake was made, and a figure came towards them quickly, and the two of them immediately raised their hands to prepare for attack.

"It's me!"

Jingyuan shouted, his face a little ugly, and said gritting his teeth, "I've been talking to this guy again. It's not him who just killed him! It's still a clone!"

How could he not be angry? Just forget it if Su Han deceived him once, this is another time!

The three of them joined forces, but were teased by Su Han again.

What made them even more angry was that Su Han used the God-Splitting Art from Wandao Sect, which is not the same as a civil war between them Wandao Sect.

They all knew very well that if the three of them joined forces to face the Ring Spirit, the Ring Spirit would probably have died long ago, but Su Han in front of him was obviously not as good as the Ring Spirit, so how could he use this God-Splitting Art so exquisitely?

No breath was revealed.

"Damn it!"

Dingzhen scolded angrily, "Su Han! If you have the ability, don't hide your head and tail. Come out to fight us. The grudge between you and my Wandao Sect must be resolved today. If you die, we will die!"

He roared, his voice echoing in the canyon, and a loud roar, but no one responded to him at all.

"Is this a clone, and he has escaped?"

Hai Xuan sneered, "Turning turtle, he can only escape if he sees us in his life!"

The eyes scanned around and deliberately said exciting words. The three of them looked at each other and understood that Su Han must be in this canyon. It was not that easy to escape.

"Make the fog thicker and search for his location." Dingma whispered.

Hai Xuan immediately activated the mysterious energy, took a sudden breath, opened his mouth and sprayed more mist, and his lower abdomen suddenly contracted, and the surging mysterious energy surged out, making his face turn slightly white.

“Buzz——!”

The sound of Dingzhen Demonic Sound appears again. I want to use sound waves to search Su Han’s location. As long as he is still in this canyon, I will not be able to escape today.

The three of them exchanged eyes, Jingyuan dived into the thick fog again, and his fingers as hard as iron, as if the sharpest sword in the world could kill everything!

The three palaces of Wandao Sect, Yuan, Xuan and Zhen are now jointly working together to deal with the unique skills of the Spirit Hall, the God-Splitting Art!

"Finally found!"

Hai Xuan and Ding Zhen suddenly spoke at the same time, shouting loudly, and Jingyuan rushed out in an instant. He held his breath, and was so angry that he was almost crazy. He was teased by Su Han one after another, which made him angry.

After vaguely seeing a huge rock, Jingyuan's mysterious aura surged on his finger: "This time, where do you want to escape!"

He shouted loudly, like a phantom, and instantly arrived before the figure, and his fingers suddenly pierced and pointed on the figure.

Bang!

The mysterious energy bursts!

The figure quickly retreated, and at the same time, punching him hard and colliding with Jingyuan's Vajra finger.

With a loud bang, the surrounding boulders burst instantly.

"Kill him!"

Hai Xuan and Ding Zhen heard the voices, and the two of them had firmly locked the figure.

Jingyuan was about to continue to take action, but the figure suddenly turned his head and smiled at him: "Is this the only skill of the direct disciple of Wandao Sect? Your three halls seem to be inferior to the God-Split Art of the Spirit Hall."

The sound was ethereal, as if it had been blown away by the wind.

As soon as the words were finished, the figure burst.

Still a clone!

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Jingyuan was furious. Even if he was a clone, he wanted to break it immediately!

He was teased for the third time!

"How could he do it? It's impossible to hide his breath completely!"

Hai Xuan and Ding Zhen were a little unbelievable, "Even the Ring Spirit, he couldn't do it."

Su Han not only hides himself, but also allows his clone to completely exude his own aura. This is even more powerful than the ring spirit, and it is absolutely impossible. The Wandao Sect's God-Split Art is an outsider, but it is better than their direct disciple. Isn't this slapping their Wandao Sect's face hard!

"Aren't you going to kill me? I'm in this canyon, see if you can find it."

Su Han's voice came, and it was provocation in the ears of the three of them!

"It's so interesting to look at the expressions on your faces," Su Han's voice was filled with a smile, like a ghost, passing through the thick fog, as if coming from all directions, and he was completely unable to judge his position. "How about it, can you find me?"

Hai Xuan's face changed slightly, and he immediately gritted his teeth: "This is the sound transmission skill of my thick fog assassination technique, why can he do it?"

His eyes flashed: "Who are you? What does it have to do with me, Wandao Sect!"

How could Su Han even have his own voice transmission skills? This is absolutely impossible!

Forget it, Su Han knew how the people in the Spirit Hall revealed their unique skills, but his Xuan Palace was impossible, and Su Han had no chance to learn it.

"Didn't you say that I and I are life-and-death enemies with you!"

Su Han's voice came again, this time, it was the magic sound!

Buzz —

With a tremor, Dingzhen's face turned pale. She subconsciously took two steps back, covered her ears, and her face was full of horror.

Why can Su Han even know the magic sound of his real palace?!!

The three of them looked extremely ugly at this moment, and they even wondered if Su Han was an abandoned disciple of Wandao Sect before. Why did they know the unique skills of the three halls? This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!

"Who are you!"

The three of them were really panicked, and they only felt that this thick fog seemed to be used to trap them.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!