At the tip of the Soul Eater Staff, a cold light roared out, turning into an ice spear in the air, instantly catching up with the man in black. The man in black screamed, and his body was torn apart by the impact of the ice spear.

Han Bing had already found out this person's cultivation, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, if he wanted to assassinate himself with such a little cultivation, he would inevitably look down on Han too much.

"Show up. Han Bing stood in the Ice and Fire Realm, and the spiritual power in his body began to recover at an extremely fast speed.

Soon after his words fell, a crowd of figures moved around him, and nearly thirty masked black-clad men in strong suits surrounded him.

In the distance, more people are coming.

Some of these black-clothed people have reached the early stage of the Transformation Yuan, and there are two of them who have actually reached the late stage of the Transformation Yuan, and the rest are all mid-to-late stage cultivation of the Soul Reality. Under Han Bing's divine sense, he was secretly shocked in his heart, and he must not fight a war of attrition with them.

"Up!" One of them shouted softly, and the encirclement shrank sharply, but after they stepped into Han Bing's ice and fire realm, their speed dropped a few points.

Han Bing clenched the Soul Devouring Staff, and on the blade, snow-white Nether Flames lit up the surrounding night.

Under the accumulation, Han Bing swept fiercely, and the Soul Eater Staff flew out, and the ice flames rolled, sweeping around like a turbulent wave. In the midst of the ice flames, hundreds of ice needles burst out with sharp aura.

After a tinkling sound, accompanied by one scream after another, some people have already lost their souls before they can figure out the situation.

Although most of the people relied on defense to resist Han Bing's blow. But they were also shocked, all the Assassins here had never really faced the Monks of the Holy Period in their lives.

Just one area attack had already scared them out. In fact, they didn't know that ordinary early stage cultivators were not so strong, Han Bing used, but the god-level magic weapon Soul Devouring Staff, even if the Soul Devouring Staff only reached the Holy Rank level now, it was naturally blood-devouring and born to kill and poke, besides, the position they were in at the moment was within Han Bing's Ice and Fire Dual Realm.

In the panicked space of these people, in the entire Ice and Fire Domain, there was a louder bang, and the temperature rose sharply, even a fire cultivator could not withstand the high temperature of the Nether Flame.

In the sea of fire, terrible screams abounded, and the naked eye could see the human figure, Han Bing's heart moved, and in his left hand, the Silver Moon Bow, which had not been used for a long time, appeared, and the right hand pulled the string, and an arrow was shot, and the whole process was completed in one go.

The first arrow he shot was the Wind Chasing Poison Arrow, which Cui Feng spent three years making.

Ahh

A figure flew upside down from the sea of fire, and escaped from the sea of fire under the impact of the poisonous arrow chasing the wind.

The person Han Bing shot was the person named the first number to give orders, and according to his guess, it should be at least the deputy leader level of the Xiuzhen Alliance. After the man fell to the ground, he rolled a few times, and ripped off the poisoned arrow, and the man in black who caught up behind surrounded him and protected him.

Han Bing pulled the string again, this time, there was no more poisonous arrow chasing the wind, and when the bow was about to be full, above the empty string, a crystal ice arrow conjured out, surrounded by bursts of purple, without any drag, Han Bing's right fingers loosened, and the arrow flew out.

Han Bing's movements kept moving, constantly changing directions, and shooting more than ten arrows in a row. Just as he was about to draw the bow again, there was a huge sound of breaking the sky from the right direction, Han Bing's eyes lit up, he stepped on his feet, retreated three feet, and shot an arrow.

The figure of the man dodged the arrow in a twist.

Han Bing retreated again, the Silver Moon Bow in his hand disappeared, and with a grasp of the void in his right hand, the Soul Devouring Staff returned. He didn't dare to take it lightly, this person was another late-stage Huayuan cultivator, and his cultivation was no worse than the previous one.

This person was slightly fat, also black-clothed and masked, holding a giant axe, and under his charge, hundreds of black-clothed people who had gathered on the periphery and did not dare to step forward rushed into the sea of fire with a shout at the same time.

With a loud bang, Han Bing used the Soul Devouring Staff to block the blow of the fat man's volley dive, the fat man's body was shocked, and he rose back into the air under the huge anti-shock force, and Han Bing also snorted, took a few steps back, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Han Bing was injured, and after the surrounding ice and fire realm was obviously shaken, the flames began to dissipate rapidly, revealing the hundreds of black-clothed monks who had rushed over inside.

If it is normal one-on-one, Han Bing can easily defeat the other party, but at this time, the consumption of spiritual power in his body is too great, and he is also a little unbearable.

Han Bing's face became even more solemn, this is a dead end, it seems that the alliance has made up its mind to put itself to death today. The monks surging around him had already arrived in front of him, and Han Bing's body jumped suddenly, suddenly turning in the air, and jumping out of the encirclement from a weak hole with lightning speed.

"Haha, trying to escape? The fat man who had been shaken back into the air laughed.

Han Bing's face was gloomy, and he had just jumped out of the encirclement in front of him, but outside, it was a black oppression, and there were thousands of them at a glance.

Han Bing raised his left hand and threw a handful of pills into his mouth to replenish the spiritual power in his body. His figure flickered rapidly, and his feet on the Soul Eater Staff continuously changed directions, and his eyes at the fat man in black showed fierceness, and the hands hidden in his sleeve robe quickly pinched.

The fat man in black looked like he had won the battle, hanging in the air, calmly looking at Han Bing who was fleeing in all directions.

"What about the monks of the Holy Period, it's not inevitable that they will die!" the fat man's words carried a deep sense of pride.

Han Bing didn't say a word, and flew with the Soul Devouring Staff, which could save a little spiritual power consumption.

"Surrender now, I can save your body. The fat man continued, looking around the square, on the high walls around him, a new round of arrows had been loaded, but Han Bing's speed was too fast, and he couldn't aim at the target for a while.

Of course, Han Bing also saw those arrow launchers, not only did he see these arrow launchers that had surrounded him, but he also saw the night sky above the high wall, a faint light curtain enchantment.

"What a turtle in an urn!" Han Bing laughed, his body was ten feet away from the fat man, his hands were together, and he stood in the air. Han Bing stared at the fat man in black, his hands quickly pulled away, and an ice spear glowing with azure fluorescence instantly condensed and formed.

As soon as the ice spear was formed, it began to grow wildly, reaching more than a zhang long in the blink of an eye, the thickness of the bowl mouth, and above the ice spear, bursts of vast power reverberate.

"What is this?" Ten feet away, the black-clothed masked fat man's eyes showed shock, "Quick, arrow, shoot him!" The fat man reacted in time, and immediately exclaimed.

"It's late. Han Bing's voice was cold, as if it came from the Nine Shadows Deep Pool, his right hand was raised high, and his right index point was pointed at the fat man in black, and he pointed lightly.

The god-killing spear is the foundation of the fifth-level astral Han family, and once the god-killing spear comes out, there will be no false hair!

"Stop! Stop!" In the distance, there was a heaven-shattering roar, with powerful spiritual power in his voice, and Han Bing, who was already very weak at this time, shook his body under this roar, and almost stood unsteadily.

However, the god-killing spear that had been shot out like a streamer was not affected in the slightest, regardless of how the fat man in black changed his position and how he dodged.

In the blink of an eye, the body of the gun entered the body, and the life of the fat man in black came to an end!

Han Bing watched in a daze as the body of the fat man in black turned into minced flesh and scattered under a beautiful blue, and he was powerless to parry the nearly hundred arrows that shot at him.

Whoosh.

A beautiful figure pierced the sky, Han Bing only felt a flower in front of his eyes, his body uncontrollably drew a long arc in the air, and landed steadily, and when he reacted, he only saw a face as bright as a spring flower.

After Han Bing landed, the man let go of him, walked a few quick steps, and came to the side of an old man in front of him.

Mu Qingying!

Han Bing's heart was shocked, why did she save herself?

"Get all of them back, do you want to rebel?" Mu Tiezhen shouted loudly, and under his roar, all the black-clothed people stood in place for a moment and began to slowly disperse.

By Mu Tiezhen's side, Mu Qingying also had a cold face.

After leaning less, the eyes of the father and daughter fell on the stall of minced meat on the ground at the same time, and the owner of the minced meat, they naturally knew each other, was the deputy leader of the Xiuzhen Alliance-Chen Youzhong.

Whether it was Mu Qingying or the alliance leader Mu Tiezhen, it was still difficult to hide the shock in their eyes at this time, dispatching two deputy alliance leaders in the late stage of the Huayuan Dynasty, dozens of early stage of the Huayuan Dynasty, and nearly a thousand Soul Stage Shadow Dead Soldiers, and sniping Han Bing in the alliance's famous Qiankun Locking Heaven Great Array, but they actually failed, and even two deputy alliance leaders in the late stage of the Huayuan Dynasty were killed and injured!

Mu Tiezhen stepped forward slowly and came to the side of the minced meat, and Mu Qingying also followed.

Mu Tiezhen's eyes flashed, and his face was cloudy. His original intention was not really to save Han Bing, but to save the deputy alliance leader, and rescuing Han Bing was just Mu Qingying's act in a hurry.

"Father. Mu Qingying said in a low voice, looking at Mu Tie Zhenren.

"Now that you have made your choice, you can push the boat along the river and sell him this favor for your father. Mu Tiezhen sighed lightly and looked at his daughter deeply. He didn't know that this was also the best time to get rid of Han Bing.

"Father, although the deputy leader of the alliance of Ding Shan has escaped, he has lost Chen Youzhong, the deputy leader of the alliance, and his strength has been greatly damaged, and in the future, the situation of the alliance should be better. Mu Qingying said.

"We still can't underestimate him, Ding Shan dares to go against us, of course, because of the support of Chen Youzhong, Li Xian, Liu Yun and other deputy alliance leaders, the army strength of the Shadow Dead Regiment and the jurisdiction in his hands is the most fundamental factor, and the death of a Chen Youzhong can't hurt his vitality. ”

Han Bing was supported by two guards, and the spiritual power in his body was consumed too much, and coupled with the post-suspicion of the god-killing spear, his consciousness was a little blurred.

Mu Qingying walked over and glanced at him.

"Thank you. Han Bing said, stood up straight, stretched out his right hand, grasped the void, and the Soul Eater Staff in the distance flashed and returned to his hand.

"Take him to the north side room. Mu Qingying said to the guards, ignoring Han Bing's thanks.