Chapter 217: Are not qualified

Do you want to sit?

Han Lipi smiled and looked at the master of the four powers without a smile. His words were full of playfulness and provocation, as if he hadn't cared these three people at all.

In fact, Han Li was still extremely shocked. The third-rate powers under Youyun Mansion had four power leaders and they all deliberately provoke City One.

If they were to go to war with City One, City One would definitely be under great pressure.

But Xiao Fan told him that City One wanted to destroy these four powers, just a matter of waving his hands.

Thinking of this, Han Li didn't have stage fright, otherwise, how could he dare to talk to the four major and third-rate power leaders like this?

"It's just a seat. What if the pavilion master wants to sit, what if he doesn't want to sit?" Lei Ba, the pavilion master of Fenglei Pavilion, snorted coldly, his body swelling with a strong aura, and the pressure of the ancient **** realm surged out.

boom!

With him as the center, a violent force rushed in all directions, and the weak monks were blown to each other and almost fell to the ground.

Lei Ba stepped forward, and a strong aura surged out, as if he wanted to go to war with Han Li.

Han Li stood there motionless, his expression unwavering, but his heart was quite nervous. Lei Ba was also a third-rate power leader, even stronger than Han Jian, the master of Feijianmen. In the middle of the ancient gods.

Taking a deep breath, Han Li suppressed the worry in his heart, and said in a concentrated voice: "You can come up and sit, but you have to be qualified!"

"You said I'm not qualified?" Lei Ba almost broke out, the blooming momentum constantly impacting the high platform, but was blocked by a ripple of energy.

Even if he was an ancient god, he couldn't help that energy ripples for a while.

When the other three major forces saw it, they looked good at the show and didn't mean to intervene.

None of them would allow City One to be established. In this way, this area of ​​hundreds of thousands of miles would belong to their four major forces, which is equivalent to endless resources.

And once the first city becomes a third-rate force, most of the area within a radius of tens of miles will become the first city's territory, which they don't want to see.

"You can't even break this formation. Is this what you said "qualified"?" Han Li chuckled lightly, and he was relieved when he saw that Lei Ba couldn't break through the formation.

Upon hearing this, Lei Ba's aura once again climbed a lot, but no matter how hard he tried, the formation remained intact.

"What formation is this?" A middle-aged man in a flaming red robe among the other three major forces asked slightly in surprise, and a golden flame faintly appeared all over his body.

The middle-aged man in the blazing red robe was not someone else, but Toru Kitahara, the master of the Valley of the Golden Flame Valley of the third-rate force.

"There are even Array Mage in this city?" Another black robe old man smiled Yinyin, his whole body filled with black energy, as if countless ghosts were roaring.

His name is Youquan, he is the master of the third-rate sect of the ghost king, his strength is unfathomable, and the people around him dare not approach him within ten feet.

He was tightly wrapped in a black robe and couldn't see his face clearly. He turned to look at another white robe middle-aged man and said, "Pavilion Master Luo, aren't you also a master of formation, shouldn't it be difficult to break this formation?"

Another middle-aged man in white robe stood with his hand in his hand, frowned, his sword brow filled with sharp air, and he looked at the formation ahead coldly without saying a word.

"It's not difficult to break this formation." For a long time, the middle-aged man in the white robe shook his head.

Having said that, a sword suddenly appeared in his hand. Before everyone recovered, a sword rainbow flashed past him, and the void seemed to be separated.

"Puff whistle~"

With a soft sound, Jian Hong swept across the energy ripples, the formation light curtain actually tore a crack, and the breath became extremely violent.

"Break open?" Kitahara squinted his eyes, looking at the white-robed middle-aged man with a trace of dread: "The kendo of Falling Stars is much stronger, but unfortunately he has already broken through the ancient gods. Circumstances, otherwise, he has his place in the Celestial Ranking Tournament."

Luo Xingchen is the name of the middle-aged man in the white robe. He is also the third-rate power of the Luoshen Pavilion. He is an extremely mysterious figure, and his own strength is unfathomable.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Luo Xingchen snorted, but he saw that the broken array light curtain suddenly merged together again.

"Recovered." There was a sharp aura in Youquan's eyes, and then he grinned and said: "Pavilion Master Luo, it seems that your kendo has regressed."

"Do you want to try?" Luo Xingchen's icy sword-like eyes turned to Youquan, and Youquan quickly turned to look forward.

Try the sword of falling stars? It's not that Youquan doesn't dare, but that he rarely fights with people. Once he makes a move, he will split life and death.

"It seems that you are not qualified." At this time, Han Li's voice sounded, with a playful tone in his tone.

Just seeing the formation light curtain being broken, his heart also mentioned his throat and almost never escaped from here, but when he saw the formation recovery, his face regained confidence.

"court death!"

"presumptuous!"

"What do you think you are, dare to talk to the master like this!"

Before Luo Xingchen and the others spoke, the monks of the four major forces began to roar, and Han Li insulted their suzerain as if they had killed their parents.

"Am I wrong? You can't even break this formation, so what right do you have to sit here!" Han Li disdainfully said, with a hint of arrogance.

One sentence offended the four major forces at the same time.

In the next moment, the Lord of the Four Great Powers burst into a terrifying aura, and at the same time rushed towards the formation from four directions. The four obviously planned to work together to destroy the formation.

Rumble! The violent breath swept out from the formation, and the void trembled, and the formation seemed to burst at any time.

However, what surprised everyone was that the formation was still on the verge of explosion, and there was still no real break.

With a bang, a chair in the formation suddenly broke apart. The power of the four powerhouses was too fierce, even if the formation was blocked, it still didn't stop them all.

The faces of the four of Luo Xingchen were not very beautiful. They worked together, and even if they had to retreat in the middle of the ancient gods, they couldn't even break a small formation now. How could this make them face?

"Now there are only three chairs left. In other words, only three people can be qualified to sit here, or that you are not qualified." Han Li smiled slightly, looking at the four forces with a scrutiny gaze. Lord.

The four of them heard that you looked at me and I looked at you. They were very upset that they were looked down upon by others. They were the masters of power. Within a radius of tens of miles, no one would dare to offend their existence easily.

But now, the three of them are not even qualified to participate in a city-building ceremony of an influential force.

If this is going to be spread, will it become a big joke?

"It's really sinister intention!" Youquan said with a murderous spirit tumbling around her body.

They are also the masters of forces anyway, and they can control a force, so their vision and wisdom will not be bad.

A few people saw the sinister intentions of City One. City One deliberately destroyed a chair in order to force the four of them to kill each other in order to compete for the three qualifications. I have to say that this trick really stumped them!