Han Bing's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't want to show too much, and of course, he didn't mind killing!

The people around them, seeing that the disciples of Linghai Sect were deflated, they all became interested, looking like they were watching a play, and they didn't mean to help at all!

Ye Xin'er hugged her chest with both hands, and tasted interesting: "I advise you to cut off that arm now, otherwise the poison will spread all over the body, and the king of heaven and Lao Tzu will not be able to save you." ”

Hou Yong's face changed greatly, and he scolded angrily: "Stinky woman, where is the antidote?" At the same time, an elixir to stop bleeding appeared in his hand, and his palm and soul power rippled, dissolving the elixir and applying it to the center of his legs.

This move undoubtedly caused a burst of laughter from everyone.

Hou Yong's face turned dark, he gritted his teeth, and sighed secretly in his heart, "I must take down these two people, and when I use secret techniques to regenerate my flesh and blood, I must take his sister a hundred times and a hundred times in front of this man, and then, the male will scrape the bones Ling Chi, and the female will abolish the cultivation and send it to Wanhuafang!"

"I'm sorry, don't have a ruthless dog face, even if I feed the dog, I won't give you the antidote!"

Ye Xin'er is simple, but her personality is very strong, these two people make her very unhappy, how can she let it go lightly.

"Look for death!"

Hou Yong didn't want to die in the hands of Sanxiu, and with his other hand, he sacrificed a long sword, and the power of the God King Realm covered his whole body.

The spiritual power rippled, the sword shadow was pervasive, and the sword was gone.

"Since you want me to have a hand, I'll cut off your hand today!" Hou Yong roared angrily, not taking the masked Han soldier to heart at all.

The wind danced, and the power of the God King Realm was even more angry, the power was extremely terrifying, and the sword shadow was too fast, even like lightning.

Ye Xin'er of the Heavenly God Realm has stepped into the peak in the field of poison and herbs, but in terms of strength, she is indeed vulnerable.

After all, what she really needed was the Blood Alliance's exercises, not the Divine Realm's exercises!

Seeing that the sword shadow was about to fall, Ye Xin'er's face was pale, and she even took a few steps back, this sword, she was destined to be unable to resist.

Those genius disciples around were extremely indifferent to the Ling Hai Sect's Hou Yong's move on loose cultivation.

They have been waiting here for many days, and they have long been accustomed to fighting, not to mention that the life of Sanxiu itself is humble, so what if they kill it, so that in the whole process, no one takes a second look, seeing that Ye Xin'er's arm is about to be cut off with a sword, Hou Yong's eyes are full of madness!

But just at the last moment, a magnetic voice sounded in his ears.

"Touching my sister again and again, isn't it too much? Is it a decoration for my brother?"

Hou Yong was stunned, and before he could react, he saw a hand appear in front of him, his five fingers opened, and the earthy yellow light squirmed, and then suddenly closed.

Then, his sword stopped.

All power seems to disappear and fall into a quagmire!

How can it be!

He was extremely confident in his sword intent, but now, he was caught by a loose cultivator with one hand, what the hell is this!

Only then did he notice the masked soldier, and his first reaction was that it was familiar, but he couldn't remember it. But Hanbing didn't pay any attention to it, he looked at Ye Xin'er with interest, and said curiously: "Xin'er, do you want him to live?"

Ye Xin'er shook her head, with a hint of anger in her eyes.

"Good. ”

Han Bing didn't have any nonsense, the power of his palm exploded, and in the next second, Hou Yong's spirit sword shattered directly, and the violent wave of qi forced Hou Yong to fly out, his body smashed the ground fiercely, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

Before the pale-faced Hou Yong could react, Han Bing grabbed a fragment of a spirit sword between his two fingers and shot it directly, facing the fragment that Han Bing forcibly fell, Hou Yong was terrified.

He knew very well that he could no longer resist it, and the crisis of death completely enveloped him, and at this moment, it seemed like ten thousand years, and countless thoughts flashed through Hou Yong's mind, and the time waiting for death passed extremely slowly.

"Senior brother, help me!"

Hou Yong didn't care about everything, and hurriedly grabbed the young man beside him, the young man also reacted completely, and just wanted to do it, but found that it was too late.

"Stop!"

The fragments were too fast, and his body was wrapped in a violent thunder arc, and he could only watch as death enveloped Hou Yong.

"...... Uproar"

In the midst of that exclamation, in the roar of Hou Yong, the fragments passed, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be divided.

Poof......

Han Bing's afterglow naturally saw a figure rushing up, wanting to stop him.

And this moment is enough for Hanbing to do a lot of things, blood is sprinkled in the dull penetrating sound, and the blood is sprinkled all over the sky, shooting towards the distance!

"Ahhh......h

Hou Yong screamed heartbreakingly, at the most critical moment, between life and death, Hou Yong still reacted with years of experience, he forcibly twisted his body, and he forcibly sacrificed a hole card.

It was a spirit shield, which could withstand the full force of the Divine Venerable Realm, this was a power given to him by the master, but unfortunately, the time was too short for Hou Yong to show his full strength.

Bang......

The shield was knocked away, and Hou Yong avoided the vital point.

It wasn't until a moment later, in the blood mist in the sky, that Hou Yong's body slammed down on the edge of the gate.

Bang......

At the same time, a dull tearing sound was heard.

A middle-aged man appeared in front of Han Bing, who seemed to be unattractive, but his strength was unfathomable.

Glancing at Hou Yong who was lying in a pool of blood in the distance, a trace of regret flashed in Han Bing's eyes, obviously, it is impossible to kill Hou Yong again now, the person in front of him is afraid that he will not allow it, and the strong man who is constantly approaching in the distance will not allow it.

As a loose cultivator, I hurt these guys, I am afraid that I don t want to die well today, looking at Hou Yong, who fell into a pool of blood and fell into a coma, the middle-aged man frowned.

"Do you know the cost of this, you're a casual cultivator who wants to kill people here!"

The middle-aged man's voice was extremely cold.

"If you do this, it will make the people of the Fu family unhappy, a few days ago, the young master of the Fu family was furious because of the blood outside, and today you know that it will cause a big disaster!"

Hanbing shook his head: "I don't know, and I don't want to know." I only know that the young master of the Fu family in your mouth, Fu Chengling, has been killed by me!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was shocked at first, and then his face turned completely dark!

"It seems that you think you're right?" he didn't think that the young master Fu Chengling was dead.

Han Bing put his hands behind his back and said coldly: "You are also a member of Ling Hai Sect, if you are unhappy, I don't mind erasing you!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole world fell silent, and no one could have imagined that Han Bing would speak so wildly, the middle-aged man in front of him was no one else, but a slave recruited by the Fu family, who was responsible for guiding the way and bringing some geniuses to the Fu family!

As for what to do, these slaves do not know.

Everyone knows that the man in front of him has unfathomable strength, and he is the only one who can take everyone into the Fu family.

The middle-aged man obviously didn't expect this mysterious young man with a mask to speak in such a tone.

He has been in the Fu family for more than ten years, knows the strength of the Fu family, and knows that every person who enters the Fu family, if he is not restrained and low-key, the next second, his head and neck will be separated, and it has been so long that it is the first time he has heard someone really talk to himself like this.

In the past few days, which of the people around him is not clinging to him, every time he steps out of this door, those genius disciples of the God Realm are sending spiritual treasures and kind words and praises, but today's-for-tat is still the first time.

"You don't know me?" the middle-aged man became interested.

Before Han Bing could speak, Ye Xin'er just straightened her chest and said with her waist in her arms: "What are you, why does my brother know you?"

The middle-aged man frowned, he also knew that the Fu family had disappeared in the divine realm for a long time, and there were indeed people who did not know the existence of the Fu family.

Just now, his spiritual sense was released, and he also knew that so many people present seemed to be not very friendly to this masked young man, could it really be a loose cultivation?

You must know that in the past few days, there have indeed been casual cultivators who have come here, but the final result is the same.

This group of people was either mercilessly humiliated or fell here.

The cruelty of martial arts has always been like this, his strength is not good, and openly challenging authority will only lead to a dead end in the end, but it is impossible for him to crush Sanxiu, which is too bad for his identity.

The middle-aged man glanced at Han Bing, then stretched out his hand, pointed at Hou Yong, who was seriously injured, and said, "Boy, there are some things, I don't want to do too much, you wipe the blood off the door, and then apologize to the injured person, I can act as if this incident didn't happen." ”