"The Holy Son wanted to fight one-on-one, didn't he? Now that the door is locked, I can't run away, haha," Su Han said with a faint smile.
At this moment.
Ji Wuming was a little flustered!
He had thought that Su Han would be scared to kneel and beg for mercy, and Qin Shiya would also plead with him.
But he never expected that the situation seemed to have reversed!
The young man in front of him was frighteningly calm!
"No matter what, I can't lose... Hehe, you're just putting on a show, don't blame me for being ruthless later!"
Ji Wuming muttered, still holding his folding fan with ease.
Suddenly.
He saw a flowing immortal robe on Su Han's body, as thin as a cicada's wing!
"This... Immortal Grade!"
Ji Wuming was instantly stunned. Even as a Holy Son, it was extremely difficult for him to possess an Immortal Grade item. Yet now, Su Han actually had a rare Immortal Grade defensive garment!
This was simply... too incredible!
"Damn it... Where did you get this? It couldn't be Qin Shiya... No, no, Qin Shiya doesn't have one herself, how could she give it to you!"
Ji Wuming muttered, looking at Su Han again. He began to feel that this kid was somewhat extraordinary!
His cultivation was much stronger than the Second Elder from before!
Around fifteen thousand years!
"Hmph, fifteen thousand years. Kid, to have this cultivation at your age is enough to be proud of, but unfortunately, today is your death day. Moreover, I can tell you that someone who always flaunts their wealth will die very quickly!"
Su Han was puzzled.
Had he flaunted his wealth? He had only externalized this immortal robe to prevent it from being damaged while he was wearing his jacket later.
That was all. Knowing that this jacket cost three hundred yuan, Su Han wanted to save it.
However, he didn't expect that the Holy Son would see this as showing off!
Shaking his head, Su Han said, "There's a proverb in my hometown, does Your Highness the Holy Son know what it is? It's don't defecate in front of a fly, it will think you're showing off! Hehe, I think Your Highness the Holy Son wouldn't think so, would you?"
"You're looking for death!"
Hearing this, Ji Wuming was instantly enraged. Su Han had dared to mock him as an ignorant fly. He immediately put away his folding fan and pushed a palm directly towards Su Han.
After all, it was a palm strike with sixty thousand years of cultivation!
Let alone Su Han, even a Red Robe Priest would likely be severely injured on the spot!
"Hmph, kid, after you go down, I hope you can be more restrained on the road to the Yellow Springs. I'm killing you for only one reason, and that's because you're too arrogant!"
"And your immortal robe, this Holy Son will accept it!"
Holy Son Ji Wuming was smug, but suddenly, he found that Su Han was standing in place, as if nothing had happened, and his previous palm strike was like a mud ox entering the sea, causing no damage to Su Han at all.
"This..."
Ji Wuming was instantly dumbfounded. Just as he was about to strike again, he saw that Su Han's fist had already begun to hum, as if a terrifying energy was being compressed, compressed, and compressed again!
Extreme compression!
At this moment, Holy Son Ji Wuming was instantly stunned. He felt the threat of death for the first time.
Sweat broke out on his forehead!
Ji Wuming's throat felt extremely dry, and he swallowed repeatedly. Reason made his brain spin frantically.
...
Ten minutes later.
At the entrance, the anxious crowd all wanted to see how Su Han would die.
Especially the Second Elder, Song Long!
This time, he was extremely excited. With the Holy Son backing him, Su Han had only one outcome.
"I really hope Your Highness the Holy Son can leave that kid with a breath, and then let me fight him again later. Hmph, and then torture him for a year or two before letting him die!" Song Long said fiercely.
However, at this moment, when he noticed that the Saintess beside him was also very worried, Song Long felt somewhat shocked!
"Could that kid have actually captured the Saintess?"
Somewhat shocked, Song Long stepped forward and asked, "Your Highness the Saintess, are you worried about that kid Su Han? To be honest, Su Han actually has character issues. Your Highness the Saintess must not be deceived by his sweet talk. He is a genuine playboy!"
Hmm?
Qin Shiya immediately turned her head and asked Song Long, "What, a playboy? Are you talking about Su Han?"
Seeing that the Saintess had indeed taken the bait!
Song Long immediately incited, "Exactly! That kid Su Han already has a fiancée, and also a girlfriend. As far as I know, he has no less than several. Therefore, this kid is full of deceptive intentions. Your Highness the Saintess must not be fooled by him!"
Qin Shiya was stunned for a moment.
Then she muttered, "So that's how it is! I knew he was so lustful, I should have catered to his preferences back then. Damn it, after all these detours, next time I will definitely be more direct!"
Song Long, hearing these low whispers, was instantly dumbfounded!
He never expected that his attempt to sow discord would end up giving that kid Su Han a boost.
"Damn it..."
Just as Song Long was about to continue provoking, the door of the room in front suddenly creaked open.
Several Red Robe Priests gathered around, blocking Qin Shiya.
"Your Highness the Saintess, please don't get agitated. The Holy Son usually doesn't kill one or two subordinates when punishing them, so please Your Highness the Saintess remain calm."
"Yes, our Holy Cult values peace. Your Highness, please do not get angry because of an outsider!"
Qin Shiya looked surprised.
At this moment, she finally understood that they thought she was worried about Su Han!
Laughing heartily, Qin Shiya shook her head and said, "You are all mistaken. I am not worried about that kid Su Han, I am worried about your Holy Son... I hope he can still come out alive."
"What!"
"What does Your Highness the Saintess mean by that?"
They were all bewildered, but as they watched the room door open in front, Holy Son Ji Wuming still walked out with a calm demeanor, fanning himself with his folding fan.
Hmm!
They all breathed a sigh of relief.
However, just as Ji Wuming took a few steps out, everyone suddenly noticed that Ji Wuming's back was completely scorched.
It was as if he had been hit by a cannonball! Completely charred black.
He looked like he had suffered a serious injury!
However, Ji Wuming maintained a smile on his face, looking elegant and graceful as he said, "Haha, just now inside, Su Han and I have officially sworn brotherhood. From now on, Su Han is my elder brother, and I am Su Han's younger brother. Su Ge's matters are my matters. Haha, if there's nothing else, I'll go back to the Holy Temple to recuperate... As for the matters here, they are fully entrusted to Qin Shiya..."
With that said.
Ji Wuming wanted to continue pretending, but then, he stumbled and fell to the ground.