The wine jug in front of Han Bing was already more than half empty. Han Bing only cared about drinking, and there were few words between the three of them, Mu Lei stood up, hugged his fist towards Han Bing and said, "Brother Han, we won't bother you, the alliance still has affairs, go first." ”

"I don't send it. Han Bing said lightly.

After the two left, Han Bing stayed in his seat for a while, leaving some silver taels and left.

Han Bing walked out of the tavern and simply took off the cloak and hat on his head, revealing long snow-white hair and a sharpened face. He looked around, and after a little silence, he walked in one direction, and after a short time, he came to a sparsely populated pasture.

"Come out. Han Bing stood up, looked at the void in front of him, and said calmly.

As soon as his words fell, a ripple echoed in the void in front of him, and the two brothers and sisters, Mu Lei and Mu Qingying, stepped out of it.

Mu Lei's face was slightly embarrassed, and he hugged his fist at Han Bing and said, "Brother Han, I have a reluctant request below, and I hope that Brother Han will fulfill it." ”

Han Bing raised his head, his gaze lingered on Mu Qingying's face for a moment, and then fell on Mu Lei, "What's the matter?"

"I've never seen the supernatural powers of an ice cultivator, so I want to ask Brother Han for a few tricks, and I hope Brother Han won't be surprised. ”

Han Bing listened to Mu Lei's words, and was not surprised, from the first time he saw this person, he read a strong battle intent in his eyes, and this person was a militant at a glance.

"Make a move. Han Bing stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of please.

Hearing Han Bing's words, Mu Lei and Mu Qingying's eyes showed essence at the same time, Mu Qingying glanced at the two of them, her body moved, and she flew out of the hundred, leaving the battlefield to the two of them.

Mu Lei's face showed excitement, his right hand was spread out, the red light of his palm flashed, and a sharp long sword appeared, and the spiritual power on the blade fluctuated.

Han Bing remained silent, quietly waiting for Mu Lei to make a move, Mu Lei's cultivation, the middle stage of the Yuan Dynasty, and the fire system exercises.

Mu Lei's whole body was running with spiritual power, and his gaze was firmly fixed on Han Bing, "Brother Han doesn't use weapons?"

Han Bing didn't answer, just shook his head gently, his weapon was only the Soul Eater Staff, and to deal with Mu Lei in front of him, he didn't need to ask for the Soul Eater Staff.

Mu Lei was stunned for a moment and sighed lightly, he naturally understood what Han Bing was thinking. During the operation of spiritual power, the sword blade in his hand was full of fire, and after leaning less, it was suddenly swung out. The sword on the tip of the sword roared out.

With a bang, the sword was a foot away in front of Han Bing's body, and it was suddenly blocked by an ice wall, and the sword was directly shattered, and the ice wall looked unscathed. With the current cultivation of Han Bing's Great Perfection in the late Huayuan period, the ice wall he cast was enough to resist the simultaneous attack of the three mid-Huayuan monks.

In the distance, Mu Qingying also saw this scene, her eyes showed a look of shock, Mu Lei's attack, although she had not used all her strength, but even so, the energy should not be underestimated, the sword just now, she thought to herself, if it was replaced by herself to resist, it would be quite difficult. I think that at the beginning, Han Bing was only a cultivator of the Great Perfection in the late stage of the soul truth, and it was absolutely impossible for him to be his brother's opponent, but now it is the difference between heaven and earth.

Mu Lei's face was even more solemn, he stepped on the void, his body took a few steps back, gritted his teeth, and the sword in his right hand was thrown forward violently, and his hands immediately pinched out an extremely complex hand shape. At the same time, he bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and fell into the seal, but when he saw the flying sword body shocked, he suddenly let out a buzzing sound, and a halo spread out at an extremely fast speed.

Under the vibration of the sword, the sword body immediately became illusory, and finally turned into a fire dragon form, above the dragon's head, there seemed to be a roaring sound, and the fire dragon instantly crossed dozens of zhang, directly approaching Han Bing.

When Han Bing saw the fire dragon, there was a look of admiration in his eyes, the mid-Yuan cultivator was able to launch such a powerful attack, which was somewhat unexpected for him.

Han Bing's body didn't move, the thumb and index finger of his right hand were glued, and his palm gently pushed forward, and a palm-shaped ice illusion halo came out of his hand, directly imprinted on the ice wall that appeared earlier. In the next instant, the fire dragon roared, and a violent explosion sounded, and the clash of ice and fire raised a flood of water vapor in the sky, like a thick fog.

In the thick fog, a raging flame rose.