"Hahaha......"

Mo Chunsheng burst out laughing, the laughter was very harsh, making people's scalp tingle.

"He's a wreck now, and you can do whatever you want with him." Mo Chunsheng turned his head to Wang Tianhong and said, "You can hand over the blood jade to me now, right?" ”

"Master Mo, don't worry, I'll kill him first." Wang Tianhong said with a sneer, his eyes shining with hatred, and said to the few people around him: "Cut off his hands for me first." ”

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, when two big men walked out of the crowd, one of them held a long knife in his hand, and walked towards the Korean side with a cruel face.

Everyone looked at the Korean side as if they were looking at the dead, and the laughter was endless.

If someone else falls for this trick, there is really only a dead end.

This kind of blood poison is to the yin to the evil, and it must be refined with the true qi of the supreme yang and the holy.

Among the ancient martial artists, there were not many people who could cultivate the true qi of the fire attribute, let alone the supreme yang attribute.

Moreover, in the process of refining, it is necessary to operate the True Qi, thus exacerbating the spread of this blood poison!

Once this blood poison is allowed to invade the golden pill, the ancient martial artists of the Void Dan Realm will definitely die, even the ancient martial artists of the Real Dan Realm will fall into serious problems, and they will be tortured by this blood poison for a lifetime, and even life is worse than death!

"Suffer death!"

The man with the knife roared angrily and slashed at Han Fang's hands with a sinister smile.

Correct.

At this moment, Han Fang suddenly raised his head, and there seemed to be two flames burning in his eyes.

The two of them suddenly felt a shock in their hearts, as if two flames were burning in their bodies, and the whole person felt extremely hot.

The two of them stopped and looked at each other, both of them seeing horror and panic in their eyes.

"Why are you two still stunned? Give me up, cut off his hands and feet! ”

Wang Tianhong shouted dissatisfiedly, he didn't want to delay for a moment, he always felt that every minute of delay, there would be more accidents.

Only after watching with his own eyes and cutting off Han Fang's hands and feet can he feel at ease.

The two had no choice but to endure the horror in their hearts and frantically rushed towards the Korean side.

However, at this time, the South Korean side had already stood up.

"Whew!"

Nine flaming phantoms emerged from him and surrounded him, looking like a raging fire from a distance, setting off his whole person like an ancient god of war.

In this dark night, it is particularly dazzling.

At the same time, the monstrous momentum surged out, the most rigid and holy, the most yang and the fierce!

The blood poison in his body was refined by this Jiuyang True Qi almost instantly.

"Jiuyang is really angry!!"

Mo Chunsheng, who was originally holding the victory, suddenly exclaimed, revealing a look of horror, and his brows furrowed, "Are you from Buzhou Mountain?" ”

"What do you say?"

The South Korean side asked rhetorically.

"Impossible, this is impossible, in just a few days, how can you successfully cultivate Jiuyang Lu all of a sudden."

Mo Chunsheng's face was full of disbelief, Jiuyang Lu was his nemesis, and many of the means he used were useless in front of Jiuyang Lu.

"There's so much you don't know."

With a soft snort, Han Fang stepped out, and the hot and fierce energy erupted like a volcano, like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, directly blasting the oncoming two people out. It slammed heavily on the boulders on both sides, "poof" twice, spit blood from his mouth, and died on the spot.

"This ...... Master Mo, you ...... You don't mean ......"

Wang Tianhong's face suddenly turned pale, his figure took several steps back, and his eyes were full of fear.

Looking at the demonic Han Fang, he trembled all over.

Mo Chunsheng also had a solemn face, his face was gloomy and he didn't speak, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

I already knew that the other party was not a person from Zhou Mountain, especially if he had cultivated into Jiuyanglu, no matter how much benefit he gave him, he wouldn't have it!

It's all the rhythm of looking for death!

Now there is only one way to do it, and that is - escape!

As long as you escape this time, and then run as far as you can, it is best to leave Huaxia, and maybe there is still a glimmer of life.

Thinking of this, Mo Chunsheng pushed Wang Tianhong out with one palm, and at the same time controlled those puppets, desperately rushing towards the Han side, while he quickly flew back and rushed towards the Jingjiang River.

The Korean side had long expected him to do this, and his right foot kicked the ground suddenly, and the whole person rushed out like a cannonball.

Those puppets and people who rushed at him couldn't delay him even for a second!

Directly like a scarecrow, all of them were knocked out by him.

Unstoppable, unbeatable!

When Mo Chunsheng heard the voice, he chuckled in his heart, and couldn't help but look back to see that the Han Fang, who was covered in fire, had already arrived not far in front of him.

"How could it be so fast!"

Mo Chunsheng was horrified in his heart, and hurriedly took out a generation of white powder from his arms and sprinkled it on the Korean side.

"Humph!"

Han Fang snorted lightly, and suddenly slapped out his palm, and Jiuyang's true qi surged out, and when it encountered the air, it instantly turned into a flame, burning in the air like a cloud of fire, incinerating all those white powders.

At the same time, his figure passed through the fire cloud, turning his palm into a claw and grabbing at Mo Chunsheng.

Mo Chunsheng was startled again and hurriedly dodged, only to find that Han Fang's hand was like a shadow, no matter how he dodged, it seemed that he couldn't break free.

"It's over!"

Mo Chunsheng's heart was cold.

What he is good at is refining all kinds of evil things, fighting is not his forte, once what he is best at is restrained by the other party, his combat power is only 5.

Without any suspense, he was grabbed by the neck by the Korean side.

Then the Korean side exerted his strength, directly picked him up half a circle, and smashed him to the ground.

"Bang!"

Mo Chunsheng's body made intimate contact with the ground, and the sound of bones breaking sounded, followed by bursts of sharp pain from all over his body.

With just one blow, he felt like he had fallen apart.

Mo Chunsheng, who was lying on the ground, looked at Han Fang who was standing upright, and a deep sense of powerlessness came to his heart.

The strength of the Korean side has completely exceeded his expectations, and he can't imagine that in just a few days, the Korean side has become so terrifying.

According to what he had learned before, although the Korean side was strong, it was not strong enough to make him desperate.

But before he had time to think about it, he saw a "flame" shoot down at his eyebrows.

"I'm dying!"

Mo Chunsheng's heart was like ashes, and he closed his eyes.

However, death did not come as he had imagined, and the "flame" crept through his eyebrows.

"You ......"

Mo Chunsheng opened his eyes and looked at Han Fang with some surprise, but he couldn't see any joy or anger.

If the South Korean side didn't kill him, then there is only one possibility, that is, he still has value for him.

But where is the value of this use?

Mo Chunsheng couldn't help frowning.