Chapter 125: Meeting the Old Man and the Child

If you say that, Han Ping directly turned into a streamer and disappeared, this speed was numb, but it frightened everyone.

Pursuing all the way, Han Ping's brows became tighter and tighter, how could this sharp-mouthed brother run so fast when he was injured, did he use something?

No matter what, catch up with him first, you must take him down, after all, the escape of such a demon is not good for everyone.

In the distance, there was a large crowd of people riding war horses.

"Young master, I found it, and it was in the forest in front. A strong tribal warrior stepped forward and said.

The man who was replaced as the young master was overjoyed. "Don't hurt them, live them. "If you say that, you will ride your horse directly to catch up.

Brother Sharp-mouthed covered his wounds and fled all the way, worthy of being a big tribe's thing, this speed is enough to be comparable to the powerhouse of the Martial Dao Triple Heaven.

But at this moment, a thin young man suddenly stopped in front of him, and his pupils shrank suddenly, yes. It was Hanping who came.

"You, you, why are you so fast?" Brother Sharpmouth has begun to doubt life, could it be that this thing has directly broken through to the Martial Dao Triple Heaven?

No matter what, it's important to save your life first. He was about to run backwards, but suddenly a large knife appeared and put it on his pupils.

"Ah~"

The sharp-beaked brother roared angrily and quickly retreated to dodge the attack of the broadsword. But I only felt that the monkey's head was sweet, and a mouthful of blood was left out.

"You, you, you, are you a human or a demon. "Unwilling, he is unwilling to be a dignified martial arts double heavenly powerhouse, the second leader of the Luoyang League was actually killed by a junior.

"Ah~ you, you, you, ......" Suddenly, his pupils dilated suddenly, and at this moment, he felt that every inch of his skin was shrinking, and the blood mixed with the bloody hand inserted in his chest quickly flowed into the young man's body in front of him.

This is a devil, under the unwilling, angry, and uncomfortable expression, the Luoyang League generation of heroes fell.

Han Ping opened his blood-red eyes, and slowly withdrew his hand from the other party's shriveled body, he had just broken through, and the demon blood needed blood or the blood of the strong to feed.

Looking at the sharp-mouthed brother who only had skin and bones left, Han Ping had no sorrow or joy in his heart, and the waves of magic light lingered on his body, he was a demon at this moment.

From today onwards, the Luoyang Mountain Range, the Ice Tribe is the king, not only the Luoyang Mountain Range, but even the Mobei Domain, the Dayue Plate and even the Southern Domain, the Ice Tribe is the king!

It was another time for the breath to calm down completely.

"Cool~" Hanping looked up to the sky and roared, who else in this Luoyang Mountain Range can stop his pace from now on?

The strength of this martial arts double heaven is strong, this kid is excited to adapt to this rhythm in the snow, the longer the braver, what Tu Di and other moves are captured, the power is directly doubled, Han Ping is confident that now one move Tu Di can hit the sharp-mouthed brother hard.

This is the confidence that strength brings!

Hanhei stopped, gasping for breath, and suddenly his ears moved as if he heard something, as if it was the sound of a fight, but it ended quickly.

With a slight groan, a dodge disappeared in place, and it was already a hundred miles away before it appeared.

In the dense forest, at this time, a large group of people with their feet straddling war horses and weapons in their hands surrounded something, Hanping slowly approached, and the big man thought it was a group of bandits, and when he got closer, it turned out to be a tribal warrior.

One on the big chess: crazy words, that's right, there are two martial arts double heavens in the clan, and the second tribe of the Luoyang Mountains with several warriors. Mad Horde.

"Old man, you can go with us, you are also a lot of old people in this barren mountain and wilderness, and you have a little girl of five or six years old, it is better to settle down in the crazy tribe, you see?"

The first young man with a tiger's back and a rough voice asked. Look at the breath fluctuations is a martial artist. His tone was humble, and he didn't forget to show a smile.

"Yes, yes, old man, come with us, go to the mad tribe to rest, you see?" someone else chimed in.

“......”

"Haha, cough cough!" The old man laughed loudly, and accidentally spurted out a mouthful of black blood, and the little girl on his back quickly took a fast cloth to wipe the old man, and kept shouting grandpa in her mouth.

Looking at the grandfather and grandson, Han Ping was stunned in his heart, aren't these the two people he rescued from the jackal, tiger and leopard when he led his clan to run thousands of miles to attack the seventh branch, why haven't they left the Luoyang Mountain Range yet?

"The mad tribe, the second tribe of the Luoyang Mountain Range, I have been looking for the old man for a month, I understand your thoughts old man, I want to use the old man's reputation as a wizard to ask you for a medium tribal quota from the Mobei tribe. The old man said coldly.

Listening to the old man's words, I was stunned, wizard, the old man is actually a wizard, that kind of character that can not be encountered? I think that the old patriarch of the Ice Tribe is to let the Ice Tribe have a wizard to take the last adventure, I can't imagine that the old man is actually a wizard, and such a good thing can also be encountered by himself?

Seeing his thoughts exposed, the young man smiled. "Old man, in this wilderness of the Luoyang Mountains, only my Martial Madness tribe can protect you. Besides, you're a lot older, but your granddaughter is still young, and you can't bear to let him suffer with you?"

"Hehehe, it's a pity that the old man doesn't want to get involved in right and wrong anymore, please go back!" the old man gave an eviction order.

"Hehe!" the young man frowned. "Since the old gentleman is so persistent, then the wild can only offend. ”

"Come on, please go to the mad tribe to rest and rest. As soon as he gave the order, the warriors of the mad tribe stepped forward.

The old man frowned, could it be that he really wanted to be the great wizard of the mad tribe?

But at this moment, I saw a young man with a mantle and a tattered body descending from the sky, and then blocking the old man and the little girl.

The boy turned to the two of them and showed a big smile: "Hey, we meet again." ”