But at this moment, Han Zhang looked at Han Zhong, who looked more majestic under the light of Bai Qixiu behind him, but his eyes were full of sarcasm.

Han Zhong is still aged, and he is only a small third-level bronze. He is so reluctant to show the beautiful image of the heroic spirit who is almost unable to see clearly. He is really an incompetent bronze waste.

He only has the confidence to show off in front of ordinary people, but this behavior of overestimating one's own ability and forcibly showing a empirical image of a hero is just a good-looking scene, but in fact it has no powerful power at all.

If the target is not a useless person like him who cannot practice, any cultivator can easily face his move.

What's more, even if he is far weaker than ordinary people, he can rely on his willpower to hold on. I really don't know what courage makes him so complacent, which really insults the reputation of the God of Killing Bai Qi.

Of course, Han Zhang could understand some of Han Zhong's ideas.

After all, even if he gives him more courage, he would not dare to make any mistakes in front of many tribesmen.

But this thankless way can be used to force Han Zhang to surrender in public, and to pretend to be in front of his tribe members. Enjoy the praise for a while, it will be better to be a bronze battle.

According to Han Zhong's idea, as soon as this kind of cross-level suppressive force appears, will Han Zhang, a waste who is inferior to ordinary people, not even as physical as an ordinary person, have to kneel down immediately?

Unfortunately, Han Zhang not only had an insight into his status, but also beyond his expectations. He forcibly withstood the pressure of the bronze-level powerful man and held on.

This made Han Zhong secretly shocked. You should know that even for cultivators of the same level, one party with the power of heroic spirit has a crushing advantage over the other.

Even theoretically speaking, if it weren't for the fitting of the heroic spirit, he wouldn't have been able to get the blessing of the heroic spirit at this time, with his mere bronze strength, which is far beyond the mortal level.

Just now, after forcibly showing the virtual image of the heroic spirit Bai Qi behind him, he felt a huge burden, and after the heroic spirit power was exhausted, he would inevitably fall into a weak state. At that time, he would probably not even be able to exert his strength at the level of the Black Iron Mortal.

And a useless man like Han Zhang was able to withstand the cross-level pressure of the power of heroes, which really shocked him.

Han Li saw that although Han Zhang had been suppressed and trembled, his feet were always standing firmly, and his face suddenly became gloomy. He turned his head and glared at Han Zhong fiercely. After getting Han Zhong's helpless expression, his face became more and more ugly.

Suddenly, he saw a special red tattoo on the back of Han Zhang's left hand, and a surprise and greed flashed in his eyes.

After his eyes turned, he stepped forward and came to Han Zhang who was shaking like an epilepsy patient, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Han Zhang, if you obediently hand over the Heroic Spirit Selection Certificate now, I won't care about the last time you offended me, otherwise..."

Han Li laughed sinisterly, his voice soft but it sounded extremely harsh to Han Zhang:

"You wild bastard cannot be as lucky as last time. Just put yourself in a lockdown. You can't think of living at home in the future, and it's not only you, but your mother..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Zhang's body, which had been trembling all the time, suddenly stopped, and a sharp aura erupted from his body.

He saw that his eyes were wide and he stared at Han Li coldly. The painful and struggling expression in his eyes instantly became cold and ruthless. The sharp change made Han Li suddenly feel numb.

Without waiting for Han Li to break the distance in surprise, a cold and sharp thing hit his neck, instantly slashing the skin between his neck, and blood flowed down.

But although Han Li's cultivation level is only at the level of black iron, it is not comparable to a useless man like Han Zhang. In panic, he still moves very agile.

I saw his right hand coming first, and the dagger suddenly popped out from his sleeve was held in his hand and quickly stabbed it, pressing it against his chest without any fault. The tip of the blade immediately pierced Han Zhang's silk clothes and pressed against his skin. At the same time, he shouted in shock and anger:

"Han Zhang! You dare!"

The thorny cold from the dagger in his chest made Han Zhang involuntarily feel a little scared, but the next moment he felt the pressure exerted on his body becoming heavier.

But he didn't even look at Han Zhong, and ignored the crackling sound in his body. Only the slightest slight blood that slowly overflowed from his mouth could prove how heavy the pressure he was under at this moment.

He stared at Han Li and replied slowly but firmly, "I dare! But unfortunately, you dare not!"

The terrifying look in Han Zhang's eyes made Han Zhong, who wanted to stop him by increasing his pressure, feel a chill, unconsciously weakening the degree of oppression of him. The words he originally wanted to say in his mouth were immediately put back into his stomach.

However, Han Li saw the murderous intent flashing under Han Zhang's calm eyes at close range, and felt a deep chill hit his heart.

The dagger in his hand shook unconsciously, and the sharp blade suddenly pierced the skin on Han Zhang's chest, and a little blood began to dizzy on the snow-white silk clothes on his chest.

But Han Zhang seemed to have no feeling, his left hand was still very stable, but the silver-white card in his hand had already moved forward a little distance to the corner of Han Li's neck, cutting the wound even bigger, making the blood flow from his neck even happier.

Seeing Han Li swallowing his saliva nervously but never dared to move again, Han Zhang knew that he had been frightened.

When he saw Han Li just now, he knew that trouble had indeed come.

After unexpectedly recovering the heroic spirit selection certificate left by his father Han Zhongqing from the patriarch, he had this premonition, but he didn't expect that it would come so quickly and be blocked by Han Li on his way home.

Han Li will definitely not be the only one, and there will definitely be more people coming to visit you one after another.

So he could only make such a decisive move directly, hoping that with this determination, he could scare away some people and reduce the trouble.

But at the same time, he was indeed angry with Han Li's words.

The dragon's reverse scales, the touches kill them!
Chapter completed!