The village is not large, with only a small road running through the village, and the road is lined with low houses. Several people walked in the middle of the road, whether it was the cultivators in front of them or behind them, just glanced at the sign of the Blood Refining Hall, and then hurriedly jumped to the side, with a look of fear on their faces.

"Ah...... It's the Blood Refining Hall! ”

"It's them, yes!"

"They're here too? Hey, now, the treasure is out of play! ”

Everyone hid to the side, knowing those they didn't know, gathering in groups of three or five, talking in a low voice, occasionally glancing at the eyes of Zhang Han and others, with a slight look of horror.

In recent years, the Demon Sect has risen, and the righteous path has declined, among which the Blood Refining Hall is the most domineering and ruthless, slaughtering the sect at every turn, and the fierce and powerful are bursting, and the momentum has almost overshadowed the other three major factions. Therefore, whether it was a great sect disciple or a loose cultivator, they did not dare to provoke them.

Several people ignored this, and when they walked into the village, Zhang Han suddenly stared at him and landed on a small stall on the side of the road.

At this moment, there are an old man and a young man standing behind the stall, the old man is holding a bamboo pole in his hand, and the white cloth is hung with the fairy guiding the way, which is Zhou Zhou Xian and Xiaohuan.

In front of the booth stood a man and a woman, the man was handsome, but his face was slightly pale and his temperament was feminine. The woman's appearance is stunning, and she is dressed in water-green clothes, which is even more coquettish, and she is the Baguio she saw in the blood dripping cave that day.

There seemed to be some estrangement between the two, and they were facing each other coldly, and there were dozens of people lurking around them, all of them were on guard, and the atmosphere was dull, almost to the point of froze.

As if sensing Zhang Han's gaze, Baguio's gaze swept over Qin Wuyan's figure and looked back, and suddenly his pretty face turned white, his face was full of anger, and he instantly left the confrontation with Qin Wuyan behind, and his body burst out with a snort, and he pounced on him.

"Damn thief, give me back my sad flowers!"

Seeing that Baguio didn't say a word, he pounced on him, and Zhang Han suddenly looked confused. At the time of the Great War of the Righteous Demons, his consciousness was still asleep, and he didn't know that Bai had destroyed Baguio's sad flower casually.

Baguio's movements not only made Zhang Han inexplicable, but even Qin Wuyan, who was confronting her, was puzzled, turned around, and looked at Zhang Han with curious eyes, his body stiffened, and his pale face seemed to be a little whiter.

Beside him, the old man narrowed his eyes, ready to stop Baguio, but then thought of Zhang Han's terrifying strength, and forcibly held it back.

Bang!

Zhang Han didn't seem to have recovered from his stunned state, and between the lightning and flint, he was hit in the chest by Baguio's palm. However, he has a spiritual pressure protective body, and his true yuan is rich and broad, and with the strength of the other party, he can't break through his own defenses at all.

"Huh? Why don't you hide? ”

Baguio's mouth opened slightly, he was stunned, his right hand pressed firmly on Zhang Han's chest, and his beautiful eyes were full of doubts, and he even forgot to withdraw his palm.

Zhang Han shrugged his shoulders and said jokingly, "There is a beauty in her arms, why should I hide?" ”

Baguio exclaimed again, took a few steps back, and a touch of blush rose on the jade-like skin, and the full breasts fell together, which was tempting.

"You bastard, not only ruined my sad flower, but also dared to speak and tease, I ...... I will not spare you! Baguio snorted again and slammed his palm.

Zhang Han still didn't dodge or dodge, and slapped her several times. As before, no matter how much she urged True Yuan, she couldn't break through his spiritual pressure protection.

"The palm power is good, it seems that you have made a lot of progress in recent years! By the way, what were you doing just now? Did that kid mess with you? ”

When Baguio heard this, he couldn't help but stop slapping, and his jade hand pinched the soft flesh on Zhang Han's waist and twisted it fiercely, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, Shi Shiran said, "It's not because someone is arrogant and bullying the elderly and children, isn't it because I see unevenness on the road!" ”

Zhang Han only felt a pain in his waist, and couldn't help but gasp, secretly wondering in his heart, the spiritual pressure can even prevent the opponent's palm power, why Mao can't prevent this move? Could it be that the external oblique and serratus anterior muscles are not trained well?

"Humph! Presumably, Your Excellency is the person behind the scenes of the Blood Refining Hall, I heard that Your Excellency destroyed the Incense Valley with a single sword three years ago, I am afraid that the three of them became tigers, so as to spread the rumors! If there is such divine power, how can you be played by women? ”

Although Zhang Han is famous for his fierce reputation, Qin Wuyan, as a closed disciple of the Poison God, has been extremely talented since he was a child, and of course he is also arrogant.

The voice came into Zhang Han's ears, and the corners of his mouth curled into an intriguing smile, secretly thinking to himself, originally I just wanted to come here to play a round of soy sauce and leave, but now someone jumped out to seek death, why not kill it just to prove that I have been here?

I saw Zhang Han's figure disappear in a flash, leaving a remnant in the air.

Between the lightning and flint, before Qin Wuyan could react, he suddenly realized that the other party had appeared in front of him, his eyebrows were pointed at by his index finger, and the cold touch was cold in his heart.

It wasn't until his life was in his hands that Qin Wuyan realized Zhang Han's terrifying strength, and his master's advice flashed in his mind, if he met Zhang Han, he would do his best to escape, and don't fall in love with war!

There was a wind blowing, blowing the ends of the hair, and there was a deathly silence on the path in the village, whether it was Qin Wuyan in the field, or the disciples of various factions who were watching on the periphery, they all held their breath and were silent.

At the moment when Zhang Han's figure rose up and appeared in front of Qin Wuyan, the atmosphere in the field was almost stagnant, making it difficult to breathe and trembling in the liver and gall.

Three years ago, Zhang Han single-handedly destroyed the Incense Valley with a single sword, defeated the valley master Yun Yilan, and shocked the entire Shenzhou Continent, although it was sensational, but after all, few people had seen that scene, and most of the disciples of the Incense Valley who had seen it were secretive about it and did not want to say more.

Therefore, based on imagination alone, everyone could not guess how high his cultivation was.

Now that he had witnessed the ghostly speed that seemed to be teleporting, even Qin Wuyan, the closed disciple of the Poison God, couldn't react, and only then did he truly feel the horror and fear.

Zhang Han's expression was indifferent, as if he was smiling, "The left hand you hid in your sleeve is ready to release poison?" ”

The faint words came into Qin Wuyan's ears, and his whole body was cold, his whole body was stiff, and his heart had already set off a monstrous wave.

I asked myself that he was at least in the top five in the sect with poisonous methods, and even some elders couldn't compare to him, how did he know about it?

A touch of bruise flashed across his pale complexion, and a bean-sized cold sweat seeped out of Qin Wuyan's forehead, swept across his cheeks, and fell, full of despair!

"Didn't your master only teach you the Dao Dharma Poison Skill, and didn't tell you who should be provoked and who should not be provoked?"

Without waiting for Qin Wuyan to answer, Zhang Han sighed to himself, "Your qualifications are quite good, it's a pity!" Breaking the Fourth Path, White Thunder! ”

In an instant, the tip of Zhang Han's right index finger burst out with a brilliant white light, even under the blue sky and white sun, it was still extremely dazzling, and the white light pierced everyone's eyes painfully and sourly.

The white light flashed and disappeared, and a disciple of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect standing behind Qin Wuyan also didn't even react, and his body was directly pierced. Even a large tree at the end of the road was shot out of a fist-sized hole by the white light.

When the white light quietly dissipated, everyone looked fixedly, only to see Qin Wuyan standing in place in a daze, his eyes blank, and a thumb-thick hole in the center of his eyebrows.

was directly killed in seconds under Zhang Han's blow!

(End of chapter)