When the old man heard the piercing corrosive sound, his face did not show a look of surprise, the underworld magic weapon he manifested at this time was called the Ghost King Whip, and it was a restraint in the Netherworld.

To put it simply, the reason why this whip is called the Ghost King is not because it has a master who is known as the Ghost King, but because under this long whip, all ghosts will be punished, even the Ghost King.

The long whip fell, and the ghosts cried and howled, which was the torture instrument that really changed the color of all ghosts in the Netherworld.

Although the ghost king whip manifested by the old judge at this time is not the real divine whip in myths and legends, and it is difficult to simulate its true charm, it is after all the magic shadow that it engraved when he was a teenager.

Ranked in one of the eighteen directions of the Netherworld, he has been refining for most of his life, and suddenly burst out, this power is definitely not to be underestimated. If an ordinary martial sect was hit like this, it would not only have to bear its fierce strength, but also bear the cold power of the ghost qi entering the body.

At this time, he faced this strange thing, his body was like a silk thread, and he had no strength to borrow, and he dodged the powerful power contained in this whip, but the ghostly ghost energy contained in the long whip was not so easy to dodge.

The old man looked at the strange figure that had already appeared with countless black lines, and he had even smelled the rancid stench coming from it, but his face still did not ease.

Because of the whip he had received so hard, the figure that had been invaded by the ghostly aura and left such terrifying traces on its body, the giant silk palm that had been born on its skull had not dispersed.

Although when the long whip fell, the huge palm shook three times, but after it recovered, the giant palm still slapped down with an incomparably strong force.

The old man's face changed suddenly, and the long whip that manifested above his head was thrown down again, and even swung three shadows with a whip, as if three long whips had smashed down on the strange figure together.

But this time, the strange figure didn't know if it had adapted to the power contained in the long whip, although the corrosive sound still sounded, but the giant palm that fell from the sky did not pause for half a minute.

When the old judge noticed this scene, it was too late to change his moves, and the giant palm had already fallen on the top of Han Ning's head, and it was about to slap him into the rock.

At this time, a cold light manifested in front of Han Ning, and an astonishing sharp intent rippled out, and an earthy yellow ring-headed broadsword suddenly appeared in front of him.

The long knife manifested above the void out of thin air, and a domineering yuan force surged out from the long knife, giving birth to a huge knife momentum, with an astonishing aura from the bottom to the top.

The piercing sword light rose up to the sky, and the huge palm print that fell in the air was directly cut in two like cloth, and the divine light on the big knife gradually converged, and the knife was staying in the hand of a middle-aged man.

"Soul Tuo, you came so late, it seems that you are asking where this little guy is from?"

Seeing this middle-aged man who cut him in two with a single sword, the old judge did not have any surprise on his face, but joked with a smile. Looking at his smiling appearance, where is the appearance of the cold judge just now, it is like two people before and after.

The figure that suddenly appeared in front of Han Ning and smashed this strange giant palm to pieces with a single sword was obviously the other of the two martial arts masters who had just arrived.

This middle-aged man, who had been silent all along, just like his mediocre fame, appeared here without any waves. It's just that the knife that lifted it turned the crushed giant palm into ashes, and even the strange figure didn't recover.

The strange figure was startled by the momentum of the sword, and suddenly took two steps back from the direction that had not moved from beginning to end, and turned around, just forming a momentum with the location of the old man and the soul tuo.

The old man saw that Soul Tuo's knife had such an immediate effect, and his expression was obviously much more relaxed, but there was no jealousy on his face.

This is not to say that his skills are inferior to others, as the so-called art industry has a specialization, his old man with a judge pen, the practice of eighteen netherworlds, with countless strange supernatural powers, but after all, he is taking the path of the underworld.

Compared with the soul tuo who specializes in sword posture, the path he takes is obviously much more complicated, and to deal with this kind of strange existence that is difficult to identify, although he can compete with it with supernatural powers, it is really difficult to achieve a situation like soul tuo.

If it is really put together, it is really not easy for the two of them, who are both in the upper realm of the Martial Sect, to divide the high and low.

"Nope!"

In response to the old judge's question, Soul Tuo shook his head slightly, "Chen Ban didn't open his mouth when he was killed, I only know that this young man broke into here after he suddenly attacked just now, and killed the Hou Shizi of Huangshan." ”

The old judge was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then smiled: "It's really impossible to pry open the mouth of that old guy Chen Ban, but since he appears here, this young man can't get rid of the Han King." ”

In fact, he also knew that with the means of these martial arts masters, it was not difficult to really know something. Some weird spells can even directly read the mind of a martial artist, but the sequelae of that spell are very violent.

Chen Ban is Ye Han's person, a minion from the Han Palace, Soul Tuo naturally would not use such means against him, and directly asked a few words and hastily let him go.

As for the Huangshan Hou Shizi in the mouth of the soul tuo, the gentleman was directly ignored by the old judge, although the Huangshan Hou did have a bit of a powerful position in the army, but he had gone downhill, and the old guy who was getting more and more confused, the old man really didn't pay attention to it.

The old man obviously knew that Chen Ban and Ye Han had a connection, in fact, this matter was not a secret among the few high-level people in this Divine Imperial County City, but it was a pity that Chen Ban had always acted cautiously, although his identity had been semi-revealed, but still no one could catch him.

If you want to confirm this matter thoroughly, unless you take Chen Ban down and put him in prison, and use some covert means to interrogate him properly, but in this way, you will have to completely turn your face with the Han Wangfu, which is really worth the loss.

You must know that the Shenyu County City is still Ye Han's fiefdom on the surface at this time, and if the generals in the city really offend him to death, even if he does not come forward in person, there are countless ways to clean up people to death.

Therefore, although Chen Ban's identity is not a secret, it is indeed a secret, and it is precisely because of this that he has been excluded from the position of the city guard, and has not been promoted to the position of chief general for so many years.

Hearing this, Soul Tuo nodded slightly, glanced at this thin young man slightly, and saw that he was covered in blood but still never fell, and his eyes showed a touch of appreciation.

Obviously, compared with Zhao Lan, the chief general of the army who had just been outside, Han Ning at this time had quite an appetite for him. If it weren't for that, with his character, if Han Ning made him look down on him, even if he was a little involved with the Han Palace, he wouldn't help.

Soul Tuo's personality is not domineering, but compared with the old judge, he is obviously more stubborn. Even if it is the royal road, there are few people who can make him bow his head, except for Ye Han's father, the old Han King who once sat in the Divine Imperial County City.

There may be soft swords in the sword, but the long sword is never bent, and it is impossible to grovel to a man unless it is broken.