"Bitch of Jibei Province, hand over the magic weapon you stole if you know each other, I can't say that we can still let you live!"

Three monks from the Jade Pillar Realm blocked Han Zhu's way, leading one with a fierce look in his eyes and greedily.

That's a magic weapon, a magic weapon that can only be used by True Dan Realm monks or big sect monks.

I have practiced for more than 30 years, and I have worked hard to empty my family, so I can exchange it for a high-grade magic weapon.

As long as you can snatch this magic weapon from Han Zhu's hand, whether it is for your own use, or send it back to the Flying Immortal Gate in exchange for some resources, it will be a huge gain.

"How many times have I said it, I haven't seen any magic weapon at all.

If you retreat now, I can still let you live. ”

Han Zhu frowned slightly, and said coldly.

In the past, when I encountered this kind of roadblock, it must have been a heavy blow, but at the moment, my state is extremely poor, and I can't do it if I can.

The monk on the left snorted coldly, and said with a lewd face: "Big brother, what do you do with this mother-in-law's nonsense.

In the past four days, she has fought dozens of battles, and Zhenli is exhausted and seriously injured.

The three of us are on it together, and we are still afraid that we will not be able to take this woman?

I can't say that I can kiss Fang Ze, and I just happen to be able to avenge my colleagues who died tragically in her hands! ”

One thing to say, a woman with a posture like Han Zhu is indeed far worse than Fu Xiangrong, but after all, she is a monk, and she is still much stronger than ordinary beauties in the mortal world.

"Since you are looking for your own death, then I can't blame you!"

He was indeed a tiger in Pingyang, but it was not his turn to be insulted by a few wild dogs.

Han Zhu was furious, and took a step out, and the Tianyuan Female fist slammed into the chest of the monk on the left, and the true power raged, and several ribs broke in response.

"Poof!"

While the monk on the left flew out upside down, the leading monk did not care about brotherhood, and slashed at Hanzhu's shoulder, splashing blood.

"The third child, let's go together!

This woman is seriously injured, take her, the magic weapon and the people are ours! ”

The monk known as the third monk also stabbed out with a sword and landed on Han Zhu's back, causing his already ragged clothes to tear open another gap, revealing a large area of snow-white skin.

"Look for death!" Hanzhu scolded angrily.

When I was in Hebei Province, I was talking and laughing with the young Tianjiao on the Tianjiao list, how could I have been injured to such an extent?

Ignoring the second child, he turned around and the Tianyuan Female Fist fell, the real power surged, and the Tianyuan Female Fist fell, bombarding the second child's chest in an orderly manner, blasting it upside down.

The second child, who was the first to be blown away, also fought back, and the three surface brothers attacked Hanzhu together.

All kinds of unknown knife techniques, swordsmanship, and fist techniques fell, and all of them were red-eyed.

Three men and one woman multi-sport, the battle is fierce.

40,000 years ago, when Shenzhou was still a warrior, the inheritance was not broken.

The fighting methods of high-level monks may have changed greatly, but the monks who built the foundation of the three realms still retained most of the habits of the martial arts era.

The state was already poor, and he was besieged by three Jade Pillar Realm monks, and at this moment, Han Zhu didn't care about maintaining his state.

The real power is surging, desperately squeezing the real power Lingtai, Jade Pillar, and Purple Mansion, and Tian Yuan Female Fist falls one punch after another!

In the end, the three of them were hammered to death, but his injuries were a few points worse, and his state fell again.

"Dog man, crazy with the old lady again?"

kicked the corpse away, and the languishing Hanzhu scolded angrily, forcibly suppressed the surging qi and blood in his heart, and went on the road again.

Four days ago, a piece of news spread in Qinghe County, and gradually spread to the surrounding area: Wei Bo sent Hanzhu to steal a magic weapon from the Feixian Gate and was seriously injured.

Countless monks who had no ability to judge themselves heard the wind and organized a group to hunt down Hanzhu for the sake of the strange treasure.

The entire Qinghe County was in a mess.

Xiyue and Xixi, the two oil bottles, were thrown out by Hanzhu as an outcast from the beginning.

If you are chased and killed, you can throw away the oil bottle.

On the first day, they were just some monks from the Lingtai Realm, and Han Zhu was arrogant, so he killed everyone without accident.

Li Xiuren took the opportunity to stir up the wind and poured dirty water on Hanzhu again: If you shoot so hard, you must be weak-hearted!

From the second day onwards, more and more monks came to hunt down Hanzhu, and their strength became stronger and stronger.

On the third day, there was even a Purple Mansion Realm monk, who was also the only monk in Hanzhu who was not killed.

After paying a heavy price, Hanzhu repelled the enemy and died again.

In the grove, Hanzhu rushed to run, his true strength was exhausted, his injuries were getting worse and worse, and his spirit was gradually blurred.

Biting on the tip of his tongue, Hanzhu forced himself to cheer up and fled in the direction of North Hebei Road.

I can't rest, I can't adjust my state, and for four days, I seem to be under the watchful eye of others all the time.

No matter which direction you flee or where you hide to recover from your injuries, you will be found by the pursuers, and you will never find a moment of peace.

Flee from day to night, fight at night until dawn, whenever you think you are safe, there will suddenly be a force of pursuers to kill, and the strength is a few points stronger than the previous wave of pursuers.

It's good to flee to North Ji Province, and it's safe to escape to North Ji Province.

Although the Weibo faction is not a top sect, it has countless licking dogs in North Hebei Province, and the Shenzhou monks have the habit of grouping according to the region.

With such a belief, or desire to survive, Hanzhu squeezed out all his potential, stumbling in the mountains and forests, and rushing on the trails.

But this time, it seems to be a little different.

From sunset to dawn, it had been four full hours without encountering pursuers.

"Have you finally gotten rid of those pursuers?" Hanzhu muttered, looking ahead.

As soon as the sky dawned, a babbling stream flowed through the mountain stream, and the moon could be faintly reflected in the moon.

Not far from the stream, there are several apricot trees, and the first blooming apricot blossoms are hung with crystal dewdrops.

Psychologically, it gives a strong spiritual hint: it's safe here, and you can take a breather.

Mentally, physically, and in a state of true strength, Han Zhu, who had reached the limit in all aspects, suddenly broke the taut strings, and let go of his heart.

Right here, let's recover a little bit and adjust our condition.

His throat was parched, his clothes were almost torn, and his unkempt face was covered in wounds.

Staggering, almost step by step to the stream, Hanzhu fell to his knees.

After washing his hands, he picked up a puddle of water to wash away the dust and blood stains on his face.

The cool stream slapped on his face, and a few drops of water moistened his dry throat, making the cold beads that had not been dripping for four days rise a little tired.

"Phew, when I recover a little bit from my injuries, I'll kill one of those pursuers.

How far is it from Hebei North Road? ”

The consciousness was even more blurred, and in the past four days, it was not so much that he was being chased and killed, but that he had been deliberately driven away, running away like a fly, making Hanzhu a little confused about his current location.

Lying next to the stream, there are no licking dogs around, and they don't care about any demeanor.

plunged into the stream, let the water flow over the cheeks, and drink the cold beads, comfortable!

In the clear water, the body of the moon and the cold pearl is reflected, as well as a man and a brick.