Looking at the two people who were arguing, Sang Zhiheng planned to solve the two black-bellied couples with a pistol, and then snatch back the thirteen Yuan Jing, and immediately return to the Taoist temple.

However, just as he raised his arm and aimed at Sanhua, suddenly the large number of vines that were surging towards Han Shuang suddenly changed direction and swooped down on him again.

With a thud, Sang Zhiheng felt a trip under his feet, and his buttocks fell heavily to the ground, and then a large number of vines tied himself firmly.

He was shocked in his heart: Why did the vines that ran towards Han Shuang just now suddenly run towards him again?

At this time, Han Shuang and Sanhua, who were still tense and on the same page just now, suddenly stopped fighting and walked straight towards Sang Zhiheng.

As they walked, the two of them laughed at the same time.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to use the mind trick, huh! The famous and righteous way of cultivating the sect has even secretly cultivated the left path of the side door? ”

"Don't you know that we have the same heart? Hahahaha! ”

The two of them laughed very generously, just like constipation, which made Sang Zhiheng uncomfortable. In addition, Sang Zhiheng's buttocks fell heavily on the ground, and his mood was even worse.

"Hey, you two bastards, are you a little virtuous? A kind-hearted young man of mine accidentally fell to the ground, and you two didn't know how to come and help him, and you were still gloating? Don't you know that when people's hearts fall, they can't be lifted up?! ”

Sang Zhiheng said righteously, and he suddenly stunned Han Shuang and Sanhua. And Sang Zhiheng himself planned in his heart, he could drag on for a minute, and he was trying to find a way while dragging out time.

If I had a chance, hey, I should have used the Earth Escape Technique to run away just now.

Now that I'm entangled in vines again, I can't use the Earth Escape Technique.

Han Shuang blinked, glanced at Sang Zhiheng, and then looked at Sanhua again: "Wife, is this kid a psychopath?" ”

"They don't have a few normal sect cultivators...... However, this kid is energetic, there is no chaos, but he is a normal person. ”

When Han Shuang heard this, his brows furrowed, and then he looked at Sang Zhiheng with a sneer and said, "Hmph, since you are a normal person, then you can only die!" ”

It can be seen that Han Shuang is really going to kill someone.

"Hey, I didn't expect that I, Sang Zhiheng, a dignified earthling, would be harmed by your bastards in a world that only eats fruits......"

This is already the case, Sang Zhiheng closed his eyes helplessly, and there were obviously two lines of tears in the corners of his eyes.

Suddenly, a scream pierced the silence of the night sky.

Sang Zhiheng realized that something was wrong, so he hurriedly opened his eyes.

Somehow, one of Han Shuang's hands seemed to have been cut off by someone.

What surprised Sang Zhiheng was, who was it? What is it used for? Chopped off Han Shuang's hand, and where did his hand go now? I don't know anything!

It can be seen that a mountain is higher than a mountain, and it is applicable in any world!

Han Shuang's screams were so oozing that he listened, and Sanhua, who was standing behind him, complained inexplicably: "If you want to do something, you won't have a good time, just kill it, you let him call it like this, are you trying to lure all the demons and monsters around?" ”

As she spoke, Sanhua walked over.

However, when she watched her husband's arm being chopped off, revealing Bai Sensen's bones and blood spraying out, she was so frightened that her face turned sallow.

With a snort, she violently tore off a strip of cloth and quickly tied Han Shuang's arm to stop the bleeding!

It kept bleeding, and it didn't take long for me to die!

At this time, because Sanhua didn't have the energy to control the vines that were entangled with Sang Zhiheng, Sang Zhiheng also felt that those vines were slowly loosening.

Suddenly, Sanhua seemed to think of something, looked around in horror, and shouted loudly, "Who? Which way is it? I don't know how the two of us were offended, and we had to do this? ”

At this time, Sang Zhiheng heard voices coming from all directions: "You husband and wife are vicious, that little brother has the heart to save you, but you want to hurt his life, hey, since I see it, I can't ignore it!" ”

At this time, Han Shuang, whose arms were tied, was sweating on his forehead, but he endured the pain, his mouth twitched, and he barely stopped shouting.

"Is Yuan Jing still there?" Sanhua asked nervously.

"My hand was snatched away by him with his flying claws, and the Yuan Jing was all in that hand."

When Sanhua heard this, she gritted her teeth in anger.

"This master, since he has the heart to save this little brother, our husband and wife are naturally willing to bow down and obey orders. It's just that please return my husband's hand! Sanhua looked vigilant, her eyes kept rolling.

"Okay, then I'll give it back to you!"

With a whoosh, a white light flashed above Sang Zhiheng's head.

Sanhua looked at it and hurriedly dodged.

Sanhua dodged, but it was bitter for Han Shuang behind him, and he was hit by the white light, and fell backwards five or six meters away, smashing a small tree.

Sanhua glanced at the direction where the white light was flying, then hurriedly turned around and hurriedly went to help Han Shuang.

"Ahh

When Sanhua saw that what hit her husband just now turned out to be an arm, she was so frightened that she threw that arm out.

Han Shuang sighed, spat out blood, and then said, "That arm is mine." ”

When Sanhua heard this, she hurriedly rushed over and grabbed the half of her arm.

"Is the thing there?"

At this moment, Han Shuang's lips were already white, and it seemed that he was seriously injured.

"Nope!" Sanhua said with a frown.

When Han Shuang heard this, he was very angry, struggled to stand up, pointed ahead with his stump, and roared loudly: "Bastard, I know that your cultivation is very high, why are you hiding and not daring to show your face?" ”

"Hahaha!"

After a burst of creepy laughter, a guy who looked like he was only seven or eight years old, but had an old-fashioned voice, walked past Sang Zhiheng and came to Han Shuang and his wife.

Sang Zhiheng was very happy in his heart, this is the praying mantis catching cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind! And, luckily, before the praying mantis could kill the cicada, the yellow finch did it.

Han Shuang looked at the child-like people who came over, frowned, and asked coldly, "Where did the child come from, aren't you afraid of being caught and eaten by wild ghosts at night?" ”

The little boy-like man walked backwards with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "Child? The old man has lived for more than 300 years, likes to walk at night, but he is not afraid of the wild ghosts and demons! ”

Sanhua's eyes widened, and she poked Han Shuang, and then asked with a smiling face: "The master looks like a young man, could it be that he is cultivating the witch way?" ”

"Even if you still have a little knowledge, the old man is a witch wizard, and he is on the same level as the demon king who was just killed by that young man!"

When Han Shuang and Sanhua heard this, they were shocked in their hearts.

However, Sanhua's eyes rolled, and he said with a smile: "Lord Wu Xian, my husband and wife know that they are not your opponents, and now that the thirteen Yuan Essences are in your hands, can your old man be merciful and give me and my wife a few Yuan Essences?" ”

"Yuan Jing is the creation of heaven and earth, how can you wait for waste to get it? This thing is more useful in my hands than in the hands of the two of you! ”

Listening to the words of this child who cultivated witches, and looking at the light emanating from his right hand, Sang Zhiheng felt sick in his heart.

This guy who cultivates witchcraft and the two people on the other side are not good things, they are all coming for Yuan Jing.

Now, the Yuan Jing has fallen into the hands of the people who cultivate the Witch Dao!

Listening to the child's words, the couple's eyes showed resentment.

What I thought was easy to get just now has now fallen into the hands of others, and the couple can't bear it!

"Since that's the case, then the two of us can only fight to the death!"

When the kid heard this, his eyes narrowed, and he sneered and said, "I am also planning to kill the two!" ”

Sang Zhiheng, who was on the side, saw that the two sides were about to fight, so he hurriedly ran to a safe place.

Although Han Shuang was seriously injured, he had too much resentment in his heart and had no choice but to send it, so he also showed his weapon and pounced on the Wudao child with Sanhua.

Han Shuang's weapon was an iron pestle, while Sanhua's weapon was an ebony sword.

The witch child's weapon is an iron whip.

While speaking, the three of them were entangled together, and the scene was very shocking.

The weapons collided, sonorous, and the figures came and went, erratic, and Sang Zhiheng's eyes were straight.

"Hey, this thing is good, you don't need Wia, it's flying around, it looks like it's cultivated high, and you can still fly!"

So far, the most powerful person Sang Zhiheng has seen in the world of cultivating immortals is the real person of Mochi.

However, I have never seen a real mochi shot, and I don't know how it will compare to the person in front of me. Anyway, he doesn't seem to be the opponent of the three in front of him.

However, what made me wonder was why he seemed to be very relaxed when he killed the Fire Demon King just now?

I don't understand, I don't understand it very much!

Both sides are fighting hard, both want to kill each other, but the situation on the battlefield is not clear!

After more than 100 rounds of fighting between the three of them, the Wudao kid gradually gained the upper hand, and Han Shuang, who was already seriously injured, gradually lost his physical strength.

Suddenly, the Wudao child slammed into Han Shuang's shoulder with a whip.

Han Shuang couldn't hold it anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground.

And when the witch boy was about to step forward, a wild cat came out of nowhere, and grabbed the witch child's hand with one paw.

The Wudao child was defenseless and startled, and the Yuan Jing coefficient in his hand rolled to the ground.

Looking at the wild cat again, without saying a word, at a very fast speed, like a chicken pecking rice, quickly pecked those Yuan Essence into his stomach.

However, there were two Yuan Jing, because they were too far away, and they came to Sang Zhiheng.

Sang Zhiheng didn't say a word, grabbed the two Yuan Essence, a soil escape technique, and ran underground.

The Wudao child was going to kill Han Shuang and his wife, but the wild cat that suddenly ran out suddenly disrupted his plan, and he was so angry that he screamed.

"Ahh Brute! Give me back the essence! ”

As he spoke, the witch boy chased in the direction of the wild cat's escape. However, the wild cat was so fast that even if the witch boy tried his best, it seemed that he couldn't catch up with the wild cat!