Peerless Martial Soul

"Hahahaha..." As if he heard the funniest joke in the world, Zhang De let out a burst of disdainful laughter and shouted arrogantly: "Okay, then you should let your junior brother come out to kill me! Let's see if he can come out!"

Han Yu'er frowned even more tightly and remained silent.

"Haha..." Zhang De laughed wildly: "Why didn't you say anything? Why didn't you call your junior brother out?"

"Do you think I don't know? Your junior brother has not returned to the sect for two full months. Now everyone is saying that your junior brother has been killed and died outside!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Han Yuer raised her eyebrows and shouted angrily.

She was breathing heavily, her chest heaving violently, and she was obviously extremely angry.

Zhang De looked at her sideways, with a joking smile on his face: "What? You must have hit a painful spot by me!"

"Haha, it seems that the rumors are indeed true, your junior brother is indeed not here!"

Han Yu'er calmed down instantly, with a disdainful sneer on her face, and said lightly: "You just know that my junior brother is not here, so you dare to kill me. If my junior brother is here, I'm afraid you won't even dare to approach here."

"You fart!" Zhang De got angry when she poked him in the painful spot, and shouted sternly: "Smelly bitch, say it again!"

His strength was originally far greater than that of Chen Feng, and even Chen Feng, who was chasing him in the dark mountains, had no way to go to heaven and no door to the earth, but that was all in the past.

One of his arms was cut off by Ran Yuxue, and his strength was greatly reduced. When Chen Feng won the rookie ranking championship, he showed extremely huge potential. At that time, Zhang De no longer dared to provoke him.

But now, the reason why he dared to come to the door was to bully Chen Feng.

"Say it again, just say it again!" Han Yu'er sneered disdainfully: "You just bullied your junior brother for not being here, so you dared to come to the door. If your junior brother were here, you would be like a wild dog. Even if you pass by here, you will still have your tail between your legs. Get out of here in despair.”

"Okay, okay, okay! Good, you sharp-tongued bitch!"

Zhang De stared at her, with a cold and lewd smile on his face: "In any case, your junior brother is gone and has died outside. Let me see what support you have! When I get you to bed , let me see if you can still be so tough-talking in bed!"

As he spoke, he quickly moved forward and struck out with a heavy palm.

Han Yu'er knew that there was no way to escape at this time, so she could only fight to the death.

She thrust out her long sword, and with an indomitable attitude, she collided with Zhang De's palm. Han Yu'er was already at the peak of the first level of the Shenmen Realm, having condensed the Nine Apertures.

But after all, Zhang De is a strong person in the third level of Shenmen Realm. The gap between the two realms is too big. The long sword collided with the palm of his hand, and the long sword was directly knocked out.

There was a sharp pain in Han Yuer's tiger's mouth, which had already burst open and blood was flowing out.

And she was shocked to the point that half of her body was numb, her chest felt like a heavy blow, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she retreated continuously.

Zhang De, on the other hand, acted as if nothing had happened. He sneered: "No matter what Chen Feng does, I am better than you now, and I can do whatever I want to you. You are not willing to do it! You cry and shout!"

"Hahahaha! The more unwilling you are, the happier I will be!"

At this time, Zhang De's heart was filled with the pleasure of revenge!

He expected Han Yu'er to cry bitterly, but unfortunately, Han Yu'er disappointed him.

Zhang De snorted coldly: "You little bitch, you are quite tough-talking!"

As he spoke, he flashed in front of Han Yu'er and grabbed her neck.

At this time, Zhang De was completely unsuspecting, because Han Yu'er's sword had been knocked away by him, leaving no room for resistance.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a cold light flash in front of him, and then he felt a burst of heart palpitations. It seemed that this cold light was enough to threaten his life. He instinctively turned to the side to get out of the way of his throat, and then the cold light stabbed hard into his left shoulder.

It actually pierced him directly, which shows that this cold light is extremely sharp!

Zhang De quickly pulled back.

Only then did he see clearly that the cold light that pierced his shoulder turned out to be a long sword. It was very narrow and extremely sharp. He didn't know where it was hidden by Han Yu'er before.

Zhang De couldn't help but feel scared. If he hadn't dodged in time, he was afraid that the sword would have pierced his throat.

It turned out that this sword was the purple and soft sword that Chen Feng bought for Han Yu'er. After listening to Chen Feng's words, Han Yu'er kept this sword wrapped around her waist as her second weapon.

After the enemy knocks away her first weapon, she will definitely feel paralyzed and relax her mind. If the enemy approaches at this time, she can suddenly use her killing move and pull out the soft sword from her waist to kill them.

But unfortunately, the strength gap between her and Zhang De was too big, and Zhang De's reaction was fast enough, so he failed to succeed.

Han Yu'er had been waiting for this opportunity just now. When she saw that the attack missed, she immediately turned around and rushed away quickly, trying to leave.

Zhang De sneered: "Is it too late to leave now?"

The whole person flew up, chased behind Han Yu'er at an extremely fast speed, and struck out with a heavy palm.

Han Yu'er was in the air, unable to dodge. She was hit in the back of the heart. She groaned and spurted out a mouthful of blood. She hit a big tree heavily.

Her face was pale, there was blood at the corner of her mouth, and she was seriously injured.