Han Bing is target is to directly take Mu Qingying, he has already murderous intentions towards this woman, since killing or not killing, it will also bring endless disasters to himself, so it is easier to simply kill it.

Han Bing used his cultivation in the early stage of the Yuan Dynasty to deal with Mu Qingying in the late stage of the Soul Truth, and there was no suspense. Mu Qingying was injured by the ice needle, and her breath was a little unstable at the moment.

"Protect the princess!" A monk in the early stage of Huayuan immediately reacted, dodged the rain of ice needles and arrows in front of him, and slammed a palm at Han Bing, and a sharp wind arrow went straight towards Han Bing with powerful energy.

Han Bing felt the danger coming, and a small wall of escape in front of him conjured up, blocking the wind arrows, and in the other direction, a huge fireball struck him with a thunderous momentum. Han Bing had no choice but to dodge and give up the pursuit of Mu Qingying, his eyes showed unwillingness, only one step away, he could end the other party's life.

Mu Qingying was shocked, the confidence she had just now had long since disappeared without a trace, and she regretted that she should not have ventured into the sect. It's just that it seems too late to regret it now.

Mu Qingying only felt a chill in her back, her body instinctively bent over, a sharp sword with cyan ice flames almost slashed against her scalp, and under the impact of the sword qi, a handful of soft hair that was cut off flew in the wind.

Mu Qingying rolled on the spot, fled far away, and when she got up, she found that Qingling was chasing after her again, and when she looked again, the white-haired old man in the middle of the Huayuan Dynasty was covered in blood at this time, lying on the ground motionless.

Qingling's face was expressionless, her body approached in an instant, and the spiritual power of the sword body burst out, stabbing towards Mu Qingying's left chest.

"Don't!" Mu Qingying's eyes showed despair, and she instinctively covered her cheeks with her hands in a hurry.

"Ahh Mu Qingying was shocked, moved her hand, and in front of her, a guard blocked Qingling's long sword with his body.

"Cortana!" Mu Qingying shouted in a lost voice, the one who blocked the sword for herself was the subordinate who had the best relationship with her, who had accompanied her for many years, and was like a sister.

Qing Ling was also stunned by the guard's actions, and after standing for a while, she slowly drew out her long sword, and her originally cold and wooden gaze actually shone with a hint of luster.

"Princess, go away. "Two monks of the late stage of the Great Perfection of the Soul Reality rushed over, one left and one right, set up Mu Qingying, and threw out several black projectiles at the same time, and after exploding with a bang, they raised smoke in the sky.

After Han Bing finally solved the two opponents in the early stage of Huayuan, he looked around, where was the shadow of Mu Qingying and others.

"Damn, let her run away again. Han Bing said hatefully.

The smoke cleared, and there were seven or eight figures lying on the ground, six of whom were completely lifeless, and the other three, not yet dead.

"Sect Master!" Jiang Chen struggled to get up from the ground with difficulty, his whole body was covered in blood, and his clothes were also scorched, looking quite miserable.

Han Bing squatted down, handed him a healing pill, and said, "Take care of your injuries." Several disciples immediately ran over and helped Elder Jiang Chen back to the attic.

"Master, are you alright?" Liu Yue's eyes showed concern.

"It's fine. Han Bing shook his head and looked in the direction of the mountain.

"What are they going to do?" asked Liu Yue, glancing at the two monks on the ground who were still twitching.

"Killed. Han Bing said coldly.

"No—to—kill me......" A woman's weak voice rang out on the ground.

Han Bing turned his face sideways and looked at the woman, who was nailed to the ground by multiple ice needles all over her body, and next to her, there was another woman who looked more seriously injured than her.

The woman who spoke was none other than Wang Qian, and she and Wang Yun had lost their combat effectiveness in this battle with barely a single offensive spell from their cultivation in the early stage of the soul truth. It was precisely because they lost their combat effectiveness in the first place that the attacks of Qingling and several people completely ignored them, so that they were lucky to save their lives. At present, it seems that Wang Yun is no longer alive, but Wang Qian may still survive.

"Give me a reason not to kill you. Han Bing said casually.

"I-" Wang Qian was speechless for a while, and in a hurry, tears appeared in the corners of her eyes.

"Leave her alone, she's an alchemist. Qingling walked over, glanced at her, and said lightly.

Han Bing listened to Qing Ling's words and was slightly stunned, "Alchemist, where can you see it?"

"The scent of medicine from her. Qingling said.

Han Bing glanced at Qingling, looked at the woman again, and after a long time, with a wave of his right hand, he dissolved the ice needle on her body.

"Thank you seniors for not killing. Wang Qian said with tears in her eyes, after speaking, her eyes looked at the little junior sister beside her, after such a while, she was completely out of breath.

"Take her to the prison to take care of her, confess, open the mountain protection array, and no one is allowed to enter the Fengshen Mountain. Qingling come with me. After Han Bing finished speaking, he turned around and left. He was in a hurry, and he knew in his heart that this time Mu Qingying escaped death, and the alliance would definitely lead a large army to attack Fengshenzong after making sufficient preparations.

Han Bing walked straight into the enchantment at the top of the mountain, and Qing Ling followed him without saying a word, and walked in as well.

The teleportation array platform in the enchantment has been built, and Han Bing must speed up the rest of the formation drawing work.

"Will you set up a teleportation formation?" Han Bing turned his head and asked Qing Ling.

Qing Ling glanced at the teleportation array platform a few times and shook her head slightly.

"Then you get out. Han Bing sighed lightly and said.

Qingling turned around and left. Han Bing looked at her back from behind, and his heart was filled with complications. Since enslaving Qingling, she has never had much communication with herself. Even when she was forced to sleep occasionally, she only silently obeyed, as if she had completely changed into a person, like an empty shell that had lost her soul.

After Han Bing stood in place for a long time, he sighed lightly again, his body hung in the air, and he fell into the center of the array plate and meditated on his knees.

Fengshen Sect experienced this great battle, and the disciples were in high spirits, and it was obvious that they had won this battle. They don't know that the real battle is yet to come.

Under Liu Yue's arrangement, the Great Array of Fengshen Mountain Mountain Protection was opened. Fortunately, with the support of Han Bing's Ice Escape Talisman, the sect already has a large reserve of spirit stones, which can support it for a long time.

Under the protection of the mountain protection array, the entire Fengshen Sect returned to an orderly state again after a few days, the disciples practiced every day, Jiang Chen's injuries were recovering, and Liu Yue also plunged into the second layer of the Fengshen Pagoda to retreat and impact the soul void.

Mu Qingying and the three of them escaped from death, and after escaping from the Fengshen Sect, they galloped all the way and flew in the direction of the alliance branch. According to their estimates, it will take at least two years for the alliance's army to come and gather from all over the country, and with this bloody lesson, Mu Qingying has decided to expand the size of the army again, anyway, Fengshenzong can't run, she is waiting for the day when Han Bing is captured alive.