Han Hao's side is fine, but Shen Turan is a little struggling at the moment, the person who is fighting against him is a first-level martial artist of Yundan, and he is only a ninth-level vein, although he has cultivated the Guiyuan Holy Canon, but the time is still short after all, and he can't be completely familiar with the running route of the Guiyuan Holy Canon.

Su Yumeng's opponent is the Ninth Layer of the Great Perfection of the Vein, which is similar to her cultivation, and she has already gained the upper hand at the moment, and it seems that it will not be long before she can kill the opponent.

Zhong Xia, Fang Ling, and Su Qing also have the absolute upper hand, even if they can't solve the opponent for a while and a half, there will be no danger.

"Tyrannical Blood Fist" Zhou Xing watched Han Hao gradually adapt to his attack power, and gradually stood in a tie with himself, and suddenly felt a little breathless, and took the lead in using martial arts.

"It's good, Bai Hong!" The fighting spirit in Han Hao's eyes became stronger and stronger, he liked to fight with his opponent the most, but he never met a suitable opponent.

"Boom!" The violent fist clash set off bursts of air waves, and Han Hao and Zhou Xing retreated one after another.

"Blood Explosion Technique" Zhou Xing's eyes tightened, he didn't expect Han Hao to fight with him equally, and immediately decided to directly cast the secret technique, he was not a secret technique to improve his own cultivation, but after performing it, the blood on the opponent's body was reversed, which directly caused the blood explosion in the body.

"Canglang Stacking Fist" Han Hao stubbornly suppressed the blood in his body that wanted to flow backwards, and it was very difficult to resist, but he could still persevere, I was afraid that if Zhou Xing's trick was applied to Su Yumeng and a few people, it would be over.

A series of nine waves of qi rushed towards Zhou Xing's body one after another, and as soon as the "boom" came into contact with the qi waves, Zhou Xing's body flew out directly, and rows of towering ancient trees were all knocked down by his body.

"Poof!" It wasn't until more than two dozen ancient trees collided to dissolve the force of the impact, and Zhou Xing's body collapsed under the last ancient tree, his eyes were blank, his arms were vertical, and the blood at the corners of his mouth was gushing incessantly.

"This, Captain! Send a signal!" The Yundan first-layer martial artist who was fighting against Shen Turan saw Zhou Xing die and immediately shouted.

The martial artist who was fighting against Su Qing took out a small yellow ball from his arms and threw it into the sky casually while Su Qing was attacking, the ball emitted red smoke and made a buzzing sound.

"It's not good, it's a quick battle!" Originally, Han Hao had just killed Zhou Xing, but he didn't go to join in the fun, and he wanted Su Yumeng and a few people to have more experience and quickly familiarize themselves with the practice of the Guiyuan Holy Canon, but he didn't expect them to be able to send signals.

Han Hao clenched his fist, and a dodge appeared behind the Yundan first-layer martial artist who was fighting against Shen Turan, and a punch smashed directly into his vest, and the person didn't rush to dodge the long knife in his hand and fell directly to the ground, and his body lay in front of him and splashed dust.

"Hurry up and help them!" Han Hao's figure continued to disappear into the field and appeared in front of Su Qing's opponent, and Shen Turan did not delay, and directly rushed to Su Yumeng's opponent to kill.

A few minutes later, Han Hao and the six of them quickly eliminated the opponent, and there was no time to clean up the battlefield, and the figure quickly disappeared in front of the cave.

About half an hour later, a figure descended rapidly from the sky, and when he looked at it, it was Gundam, the deputy head of the Thunder Mercenary Regiment, and of course he should be called the protector of the Blood Temple now.

"Late?" the Gundam landed on the ground and looked around, but found nothing, only the corpses of a few people in the Blood Temple.

"A bunch of waste!" Gundam kicked the corpse of the ninth-layer martial artist of Yundan under him, turned around and rose into the air and disappeared.

Han Hao and the six of them were lying on their stomachs in a dense bush only about two kilometers away from the cave at this time, restraining their breath, not daring to move, until they saw Gundam rising into the air.

"The martial artists of the Xuan Period are really terrifying, I can feel that power from such a distance!" said Shen Turan.

"Don't worry, he won't be able to find us!" Han Hao said calmly, the reason why they were not discovered just now was entirely due to Elder Yan, otherwise, with their three-legged cat's cultivation, no matter how far they hid, they would be scanned out by Gundam's divine sense. Although Yan Lao's cultivation is now completely gone, his divine soul is still there, and his divine sense is not something that a small Tongxuan stage martial artist can discover.

"You kid, you really treat me as your coolie!" Yan Lao's unhappy voice sounded in Han Hao's mind.

"No, no, not next time!" Han Hao said embarrassedly.

"Hmph!" Yan Lao snorted coldly and didn't say anything more.

"We have now completed the assessment tasks, but now that the people under the mountain are all from the Blood God Temple, do we have to be trapped here all the time?" asked Su Yumeng.

"Yes, I'm dying of sorrow, I can't go down the mountain, a random Enlightenment Stage martial artist in the Blood God Temple is enough for us to drink a pot!" Zhong Xia also complained.

"Commander, what do you think?" asked Shen Turan, looking at Han Hao's body.

"At present, it will definitely not work for us to go down the mountain like this, but we don't have to worry, I don't believe that his Blood God Temple can still send people to all the periphery of the Yunling Mountain Range? Han Hao's face didn't show the slightest worry.

"Then let's go east along this side! It is estimated that we will be able to bypass the area of Anjing City in three or five days, and there will definitely be no people from the Blood God Temple over there, after all, they are just that few people!" Shen Turan thought for a while and said.

"I'll see it!" Su Yumeng also agreed.

Five days later.

Han Hao and his entourage were quickly cleaning up the battlefield, and there were more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground dressed in crimson clothes, with a skull embroidered on their chests, and there was a blood word under the skull.

"This Blood God Temple is expanding too fast!" Su Yumeng sighed.

"It's normal, this force has disappeared for hundreds of years, and it won't suddenly emerge if it's not prepared!" Han Hao explained with a smile.

"However, the power of this Eastern Blood Temple is relatively weak, and we finally have a chance to go down the mountain!" said Shen Turan.

"Wait, someone is coming!" Han Hao suddenly got up and looked at the side of the woods, and Su Yumeng and the others also quickly stood up and watched vigilantly.

"Help, help!" A cry for help suddenly came from the side of the woods.

"Let's go, let's take a look!" Han Hao and the six of them hurriedly rushed in the direction where the voice came from, only to see a girl in a bush lying dirty on the ground, her face and clothes were all covered with mud, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth.

"Miss Leng, why are you so troubled! We only want money today and don't kill you, as long as you honestly hand over the earth soul liquid, we will let you go!"