With this explosion, more than a dozen bandits fell to the ground in an instant, and all of them became blood gourds, lying down and wailing, which suddenly emptied a large area in front of them, and also hindered the footsteps of other bandits who had come over.

"This 'Thunderbolt' is really easy to use!"

Wang Fucheng was excited, took out one again and again, and threw it forward.

Thunder is not a rare thing, it belongs to a by-product of the Heavenly Palace refining magic weapon, and the price of exchange in the sect is not high, but it is very practical, and almost everyone has exchanged a few grains in their hands.

This kind of magic weapon that is not a magic weapon, the power is not very strong, even if the strong man who has a rough method of cultivation and can barely be regarded as a monk can generally block it, but most of them will lose their ability to fight, and in this Heimang Mountain, there are more ordinary bandits, so whether they can save their lives or not, are two words.

The purpose of Zhou Xiao, Zhao Ziyu and others is not to kill all these bandits in Heimangshan, but to solve the big boss Wanlu as soon as possible and use the thunder to open the way, which is just right.

"Boom!"

"Ahh

"Ouch!"

In the violent thunder explosion, mixed with the wailing sound of the bandits in Heimang Mountain, the thunder opened all the way, so that many ordinary bandits even cowered and did not dare to move forward, even if it was an elite bandit, the people who could surround it at one time were limited, and every bombardment could make everyone move forward a distance again.

"Boss, it won't work like this!"

At Wanlu's side, a leader said anxiously.

These bandits in Heimang Mountain have suffered a lot of casualties under the thunder, many of them are close to them, and even related to them, these ten thousand roads can stand it, and the other leaders can't stand it!

"Why hasn't Elder Jiuyang come yet?"

Wan Lu was gloomy, and his heart was ready for the elder of his noble status to abandon himself.

"In this case, we have to think of other ways out......

His mind turned and he looked at the trial disciples.

"Grab a few hostages, I wonder if you can make that sect throw a little bit of a mouse?"

Being able to send such a team of disciples, at the very least, is also a first-class force, and may even be a top force, Wan Lu has no thoughts of revenge or confrontation, and is only thinking about how to escape this difficulty.

"As long as I escape, the emperor is far away, whether it is the East China Sea, the Southern Wilderness, or the Western Regions, there will always be a place for me!"

Thinking like this in his heart, Wan Lu immediately made a decision, stepped on his feet, and his body went away towards the team of disciples who rushed over!

"Follow me!"

With his shouting, the rest of the leaders also hurriedly ran after him.

..................

Several figures flew quickly, obviously unable to hide the eyes of Zhou Xiao, Zhao Ziyu and others.

"With such a fast speed, it must be the Shenhai Period, it seems that it is the ten thousand roads. ”

Zhao Ziyu opened his mouth, quickly shook off the few bandits who came from the siege, and immediately took the Huiqi Pill to ensure that he was in the best condition.

"It's just in time, let's go find him. ”

Gu Yang's body was covered with blood, he snorted coldly, his anger trembled, and the stains on the black long knife were shaken away, and they became bright again.

In two sentences, Wan Lu had already landed on their Quartet with several leaders.

"Big Boss!"

The many bandits who were shocked by the power of the thunder next to them saw Wan Lu and the others falling, as if they had been pardoned, and hurriedly shouted in their mouths while retreating to other places one after another.

"Guys, why did you ......offend me?"

"Die!"

When Wanlu fell, he tried to say a few words to these people, but what greeted him was Gu Yang's black knife!

"His mother!"

A short stick flew out, and the two divine powers of ice and fire exploded, colliding with the black knife and striking Gu Yang back two steps.

"Toast and don't eat and drink!"

Wan Lu shouted and scolded, and as soon as the short stick in his hand danced, he wanted to pursue, but Zhou Xiao's spear turned into several gun shadows and stopped directly in front of him.

"Let's get on it!"

Zhao Ziyu saw that Gu Yang and Zhou Xiao had already fought with Wan Lu, so he hurriedly swung his sword and stepped forward and killed him from the flank.

More than 20 inner disciples quickly divided into two teams according to the previous arrangement, the slightly weaker ones surrounded the surroundings to block the interference of other bandits, and several people with relatively strong strength, including Gu, Zhou, Li, and Zhao, formed a Liuhe formation, blocked the ten thousand roads, and formed a small area of counter-encirclement!

"Damn! it's only a few induced periods......"

?? The more he fought, the more frightened Wanlu became.

The strength of these people is obviously a big step behind themselves, but with the cooperation, they can't even use their strength, and they are even at a disadvantage!

If this continues, he will lose eighty percent!

"It's trying to kill me! You'll regret it!"

Wan Lu roared in his heart, his cuffs shook, and a simple blue-brown rune seal flew up and fell into the air in an instant, and dozens of viper-like lights and shadows suddenly rushed towards more than twenty inner disciples!

"Not good!"

On the boat, Han He, who was always paying attention to the inner disciples who were fighting, couldn't help but stand up when he saw this situation, the Tao and the reason were linked, and the sword light instantly cut through hundreds of zhang!

"Hurry back!"

The moment Zhou Xiao appeared in the snake-like light and shadow, a shot was fired and exploded away, shouting in his mouth to remind everyone.

In an instant, the viper-like light and shadow collided with the sword light that Han He sprinkled down, and for a while, it was stalemate, regardless of victory or defeat!

Han He was ordered to come, and he did not relax at any time, this move also used at least nine points of strength, with his supernatural powers, this sword is not easy to catch even ordinary Purple Mansion monks!

This secret treasure can be blocked!

"It's really willing!"

Han He had already jumped from the magic weapon of the boat to the battlefield of Heimang Mountain, and hundreds of thousands of swords flew in his hand.

To be able to block this move, this secret treasure must be at the level of the Purple Mansion, even for the family forces with Danyuan monks in charge, it is also a more precious thing, Wanlu is a reckless person, and his cultivation is only in the Shenhai period, and he can have such a secret treasure, it must be the "nobleman" behind him to help.

The energy of this secret treasure was as pervasive as the gangrene of the appendage, even if it was Han He, he was still blocked in his footsteps without catching up with it at the first time.

"Uhh

Some of the aftermath escaped from the entanglement of sword rays and snake-like light and shadow, affecting several inner disciples who were rapidly retreating.

For a moment, the movements of these inner disciples immediately became sluggish, their faces turned blue, and they fell to the ground.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhou Xiao pulled his right hand, pulling Wang Fucheng's round figure three feet to the right, and a light and shadow swept by, falling into the body of an elite bandit in front of him, the bandit's voice did not make a sound, and directly his skin turned blue-black, and a trace of black and red blood flowed out of his seven orifices, and he was not alive.

"It's poisonous!"

Han He's anger on his face was undisguised, and with one hand, thousands of sword rays quickly strangled the light and shadow of the poisonous snake, destroying the power of the secret treasure, and approaching the ten thousand roads in the middle.

Because of the trial, he couldn't protect these disciples closely, and he couldn't intercept this secret treasure as soon as it appeared, and although he could still suppress it later, the aftermath of the Purple Mansion Level, just a little bit, was enough to cause great damage, and the few disciples who were affected were probably not something that could be ended with a slight injury.

"Run!"

With the protection of the secret treasure, Wan Lu had already rushed in the direction of Horiyama Castle, if he ran elsewhere, he thought that he would not be able to escape the search of a Purple Mansion level cultivator, only Horiyama Castle, to find the protection of that Jiuyang Elder!

"Still want to go?"

Han He burst into tears, slashed the light and shadow of the poisonous snake in front of him, and pierced the void with a sword, heading directly towards the Divine Sea of Wanlu Meixin.

The breath of death enveloped Wanlu in an instant, making his pupils dilated, and he was almost out of breath!

"Fellow Daoists, please be merciful!"

At this moment, an old man's voice sounded with a little anxiety in the distance.

"Elder Jiuyang, there is a ...... to save it"

Before the joy in Wan Lu's eyes could bloom, a sword light had already penetrated his eyebrows, directly shattering his divine sea, and his divine soul turned into ashes, even if he wanted to pursue an ethereal reincarnation, it was impossible.

Since ancient times, what is "me" has been a major problem in the cultivation world, and whether the "me" after reincarnation is still "me" has also made countless famous cultivators in mythology hesitate, not daring to step into reincarnation, abandoning all kinds of yesterday to seek the next life, and for others, reincarnation is even more illusory, only vaguely knowing that the soul can enter the netherworld to be reincarnated, but the soul is destroyed, then there is not even the last glimmer of hope.

The sword light not only shattered Wanlu's soul, but also directly destroyed his body with a little bit of power, leaving only a little dust to drift away with the wind, and he has not been seen since.

After Han He slashed Wan Lu with a sword, he didn't stop, quickly took out some pills, moved a few disciples who were injured by light and shadow and had blue faces, and took the medicine one by one.

This viper-like light and shadow is extremely ferocious, even if it is only a little aftermath, the bandits affected are all killed instantly.

However, these inner disciples of Da Chitian, although their cultivation is not very high, but the appearance of the late stage of qi induction, they can practice the first volume of the "Tao Sutra", their true qi is pure, and they are affected by the aftermath, and their state is far better than that of the bandits, although they are also blue and confused, but they will not die in a short period of time.

The pills prepared in advance were taken out and fed by Han He, and the complexions of several disciples improved significantly, although they were not very good, but at least there would be no worries about their lives, and the rest needed to be slowly adjusted.

This loss is not small, unless such a toxin is removed with a treasure medicine, it will delay the cultivation time of these disciples for at least three or five months, during this time period, every day of cultivation is very important, and a few months will completely open up the gap between them and others.

One step slow, one step at a time!

"This fellow Daoist, but is it Elder Han Hehan of the Great Red Heaven?"

The person who shouted out the mercy under the sword before changed his body several times at this time, and finally arrived a few feet in front of Han He, and appeared.

This person was wearing a linen dress, with sparse hair on his head, and holding a green bamboo stick in his hand.

"This bandit of Heimang Mountain is just begging for a living, collecting tolls from caravans, and rarely harming people's lives, why does Elder Han bother to do this?"

This person was talking on the side, but Han He didn't hear it, and gave the injured disciples medicine one by one.

It wasn't until his face began to look ugly that Han He finally raised his head and looked at him coldly.

"Beggar Gang, Zhao Jiuyang?"

"What Elder Han said is not bad, the old man is Zhao Jiuyang, the elder of the six bags of the beggar gang, who is on duty in Beiwen County for the beggar gang. Zhao Jiuyang waved the green bamboo stick.

Han Ha's gaze as he looked at him was full of mockery.

The Beggar Gang, ranked among the seven gangs in the world, has a long history, and is faintly headed among the seven gangs.

But the beggar gang is also a mixed place, including the beggar gang leader Wang Dalong and other heroes who are anxious for justice and righteousness, as well as villains who do dirty things.

To put it mildly, how many people with hands and feet will become beggars?

Although the beggar gang is not a simple beggar organization, the number of evil people in it is also not small, if it is not for the "pure world dirty clothes" and others who can't tolerate sand in their eyes, this kind of thing is eradicated, and the beggar gang may be directly beaten into the evil list.

Even so, because the beggar gang is too big, and decent people such as Wang Dalong are often weak, the reputation of the entire gang in Shenzhou is not good.

The seven gangs in the world actually belong to neutral factions that are not righteous and non-demonic, but they belong to the strength of the Central Plains, get close to the right path, and attack and resist foreign enemies.

Among these gangs, there are many gray businesses, and from time to time there are people who can't stand the temptation to degenerate, and even collude with the devil, among which the beggar gang is the most common.

And as far as Han He knew, Zhao Jiuyang, the elder of the six bags of the beggar gang, was a demonic person in the beggar gang, and there were countless dirty things under his hands.

"Zhao Jiuyang, you are so desperate to protect this Wanlu, I'm afraid that there will be a lot of collusion with him, right? Those young children who were captured by the bandits of Heimang Mountain are probably all in your hands? I helped you kill Wanlu, I'm afraid that you are secretly glad in your heart that there is another layer of possibility of revelation!"

Han He didn't give him face at all, his eyes were as sharp as a long sword, and he stabbed directly into Zhao Jiuyang's face.

"Elder Han, what you said, the old man doesn't understand it very well......" Zhao Jiuyang's expression changed.

"Don't understand, then I'll let you understand well!" Han He laughed, and the sword in his hand turned into tens of millions of sword rays, instantly forming a cage that blocked three thousand heavens and earths, and shrouded Zhao Jiuyang!

"Town!"

His "Infallible Sword" has gone to the next level after comprehending a type of Great Red Sky Sword, if he wants to find a flaw in it, he must at least have to strengthen the cultivation of the Dao Domain Realm to do it, as for the others, they can only resist this endless sword cage!

"Break it for me!"

A moment later, a hoarse voice sounded, and Zhao Jiuyang was knocked out of the sword light cage alive, with countless wounds on his body, and a green bamboo cane had been broken, looking miserable.

"Heh, it's really already the Purple Mansion? The people behind you have helped you a lot. ”

Han He stood in the distance, looking at Zhao Jiuyang from afar, Zhou Xiao, Li Wanqing and others had already been sent to the boat.

His expression was solemn, Zhao Jiuyang, as an elder who was sent to a remote place like Beiwen County, was only a cultivator in the Danyuan period, and there was no hope of a breakthrough, similar to a state of "distribution for the elderly".

But now, it has quietly become the Purple Mansion, and there must be someone to help, and the person behind this is the real purpose of his order this time!

As for the trial mission, it's just incidental.

"You know a lot...... Zhao Jiuyang's eyes reddened, "The more you know, the faster you will die!"

He suddenly threw away the broken green bamboo cane in his hand and bowed to the sky!

This worship, at first glance, is somewhat similar to the True Saint Sect's peerless "Worship of the Sword God", but the worship of the True Saint Sect is to take "me" as the god, and to borrow the belief of the world's sword in my body, it is a blessing supernatural power, but Zhao Jiuyang's worship is frantically extracting his power, praying for something to come in the underworld!

As he moved, the surrounding void writhed, and a terrifying aura began to emerge gradually, and the sky was no longer clear, surrounded by inexplicable colors.

"Whew, everyone, lean in!"

On the boat, Zhou Xiao looked at the sky, felt that it was difficult to breathe, and pulled Wang Fucheng to the core of the boat's magic weapon again and again.

And they are not the targets of the targeting, the layers of swords around Han He's body who are really targeted have already seemed to have gone through endless years, just like the real thing, rapidly decaying and disintegrating, and they are about to break his protection.

Seeing this, Han He was not in a hurry, took out a token and crushed it, and let out a long cry in his mouth, and the sound shook for miles.

"God, please!"

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