"What the hell is this?"

Huang Zhaohui was horrified in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to use his spare hand to knock down the long whip, but before he could reach out his hand, there was a strong force in the other part of the long whip.

Compared with the power of Huang Zhaohui's whip, this power is like bullying a child, even if Huang Zhaohui is in the position of the owner of this magic weapon, he can't withstand this huge force, and he is directly dragged and stumbled.

The black light flashed, Ye Han flicked it lightly in his hand, and the long whip twisted out a faint arc under his hand, and then gradually grew larger along the whip, and when it reached Huang Zhaohui's face, it had already pulled out a clear whip shadow and threw it on his face.

With the crisp sound of singing, Huang Zhaohui felt as if he had been slapped in the face, half of his face was swollen, and a clear blood mark remained on his face, and he was stunned.

For many years, since he could remember, no one dared to embarrass him.

Except for the fact that he did not listen to his father's teachings back then, and suffered family law because he insulted a general in the street and suffered family law, he had not been subjected to such a physical pain.

Now half of his face showed a hot feeling, and the whip just now was not only whipped into his face, but also shattered with it, as well as the pride he had always had.

On the real battlefield, no one will take into account his aristocratic status, although the prestige of the old marquis can deter all small things on weekdays, but he is really forced to a situation where there is no way to retreat, and the prestige of the old marquis Huang makes him die faster.

As the two crisp sounds echoed, Han Ning didn't continue to use this long whip against him, not that he was going to let go of this Huang Zhaohui, but time really didn't allow it.

His identity has been exposed, although Chen Ban blocked Zhao Lan, but after all, this is in the county town, and it is only a matter of time before the guards in the city react, once a siege is formed, he will be unable to fly.

Han Ning buckled the huge wooden box in his hand in the direction of Huang Zhaohui, and no longer cared whether the box fell on him, he stomped hard under his feet, and his body flew like a cannonball out of the chamber, shooting in the direction of the most dense formation.

Zhao Lan looked at the huge wooden box that had fallen down, and his eyes were about to split. He could almost foresee the next moment when Huang Zhaohui's head was smashed to pieces, red and white mixed with flesh and blood, like the head of the strong man who had just been smashed by his own hands.

Huang Zhaohui's eyes showed a look of fear, and in just half a burnt of incense, he encountered two crises circulating on the verge of death in a row. But the last time he was blocked by the talisman he carried, but now this danger is not like that Xuanguang can block.

Huang Zhaohui subconsciously touched his neck, and his face instantly turned pale as snow. Where did his father's necklace go?

Suddenly, his palm paused slightly, and he quickly remembered something, thinking of the scene where Han Ning slapped him in the face with a long whip just now, he seemed to understand something.

I see, it's because of this that I want to slap his face, if I don't take away his talisman treasure, how can Han Ning be so relieved to take his life with just a wooden box?

Huang Zhaohui looked at the gradually enlarged wooden box in front of him, his eyes were full of despair, his life may be ending like this, but at this time he was full of exhaustion.

What's going on today? Why is there such a tyranny in the heart of this son?

From just now to now, his every move is full of incongruity. Whether it was the random whipping of laborers before, or the later confrontation with the city protection general, or until the end, in front of the two generals, he insisted on killing this young man.

All of this is full of a feeling that something is wrong, with his usual character, although he is arrogant and arrogant, he acts recklessly, but there is still some proportion between his actions.

Just like after he was reprimanded by his father for insulting the people in the barracks, he has never played any prestige in the army for so many years, let alone contradicted the general.

He felt like his head was burned out today, and every choice he made was like a demonic voice in the dark, magnifying the dark side of his heart.

When facing the great fear between life and death, he broke through the strange bewitchment, but after all, it was too late, what was that voice?

Huang Zhaohui was puzzled, but he didn't bother to think about it, and he had given up resistance in the face of the box that had almost been pasted to him. In the next moment, his body would be torn apart and completely integrated into this stone platform.

But fortunately, his brother will be back soon, just in time to take his place. All of this is really seamless, if it weren't for the fact that he himself has been provoking all along, I'm afraid he would have to wonder if the younger brother he had never met was doing it.

Rumble!

A loud sound came, which made the hearts of everyone on the stone platform shake three times. The huge box finally fell to the ground, and Huang Shizi's entire body was crushed underneath.

There was no human appearance at all, only the red blood slowly flowing from under the wooden box.

Everyone on the stone platform looked at the blood that slowly oozes out, and they can't help but think of the leg that was just smashed under the box.

The previous man had been angry for a long time, and if he were still alive, he would never have imagined this scene now. Everything flows in the hearts of everyone, and it seems that only one sentence can be understood.

The cycle of heavenly reason, retribution is unpleasant.

Zhao Lan was so angry that he trembled, and suddenly turned his head to look at Chen Ban, who still had no change in face, his face was pale, and he couldn't help but scold angrily: "Old horseman, I will definitely inform Master Hou about today's incident, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Chen Ban's eyes narrowed slightly, and before he could say anything, Zhao Lan reacted violently, and roared angrily to the left and right: "What are you still stunned for? Close the formation, close the three gates, summon the three armies to form a battle formation, and you must take down the person just now, otherwise the military law will serve!"

"No!"

The sound of harmony from all sides came, and as the battle flags flew above the tower, one group after another of armored and armed sergeants appeared out of nowhere. Everyone stepped in a strange position, and the aura of their bodies merged into one, and a huge momentum slowly recovered, like a giant beast in the sky.

Everything you can do is done, and the rest can only be up to you, don't let the prince down.

Chen Ban's face condensed slightly, looking at the direction where Han Ning's figure had disappeared just now, he couldn't help but sigh slightly.