Volume 2, Immeasurable Wind and Cloud Chapter 145, Too much self-confidence is a way to die

"The one who killed us?" Yan Feng and Yan Yun were stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Hahaha, the person who killed us, hahaha."

Yan Feng and Yan Yun are siblings, since the age of twelve, they have been rushing with the army to kill, attacking countless cities, and the people who died in their hands can be described as a long river of white bones and blood. In their eyes, the three people in front of them were just milky children, and they even suspected that they only knew the word 'killing', but they didn't know that killing people should have the cruelty and enough strength of death in addition to being full of anger and blood. Otherwise, it is not to kill, but to be killed.

Yan Feng and Yan Yun laughed uninhibitedly, not taking Mo Han's words seriously at all, Mo Han and the three of them looked at each other with a smile, not knowing that death was approaching, and they were still intoxicated with the pride of what could be done in the world. They swept Mo Han and the three of them contemptuously like ants, and in their opinion, killing was just a move of their fingers, and it was effortless.

"Hmph, what are you talking about to the lowly untouchables, kill them!"

A dignified voice came from inside the shaking curtain, and the momentum of Wang Zhong, a pill master in the middle realm of the Yellow Order, was really a little stronger than that of the Dan Emperor. In his opinion, the people under the power of the imperial power are so lowly.

Yan Feng and Yan Yun turned their heads slightly, their eyes swept over the curtain of the car, and their faces showed some displeasure, and they immediately turned their heads and pulled out the saber on their bodies. The anger towards Wang Zhong turned into murderous aura, and said: "I don't want to talk to you much, since I am looking for death, it is not in vain to die under the two Xuan-level swords of my brothers who destroyed the city and cut off the river!"

The sword qi of the city-destroying sword is full of fire and clouds, and the sword qi of the broken river is like a blue wave and water vapor, one is extremely violent and the other is imposing and the broken river is the top grade among the Xuan-level weapons.

These two weapons can indeed be called rare treasures for ordinary people, but for the three Mo Han who have earth-level artifacts, they are just broken copper and iron, I don't know what kind of reaction they will have after learning about the Qinglong Sword, the Colorful Linglong Pagoda and the Zhangtian Ruler, as well as the Qinglong Xiaguang that Mo Han is wearing.

"Yan Feng, Yan Yun, don't you know me?" Jian Chen asked with a squint.

Yan Feng and Yan Yun listened to the familiar voice, looked carefully at the smile on their faces, and said: "Defeated young master of the Sword Sect! Ouch! You don't think that you will bring two people who are even shaking to kill chickens to take revenge on us, hahaha! Don't go back to the Sword Sect, when you go back to the Sword Sect, I don't know if you are still there, just here to send you back to the West, it is also considered our merit." ”

"Being too confident is a way to die!"

After Mo Han finished speaking, Jin Feng, Shi Tan, Ghost Poison, and Zhou Li flew in from all directions with the people of the Ghost Clan, and suddenly surrounded them.

Jin Feng shook the folding fan lightly to calm down, and Shi Tan's hundreds of catties of Qi height sledgehammer towards the bluestone ground a pestle, stone chips flying sideways, and the sledgehammer buzzed. Ghost Poison shook his sleeves, parted the long hair hanging down in front of him, and his drooping eight-figure eyebrows jumped up, and the silent laughter of the Grim Reaper flowed. Zhou Li's face was calm and waveless, and his eyes swept over the heavily armored guards on both sides of the carriage like sharp knives.

The heavily armored guards have been through countless killing fields, and even in the face of the crisis situation that is surrounded, they are still as immobile as a bronze wall. It seems that in their eyes, these people in front of them are reckless and unafraid.

After Yan Feng and Yan Yun glanced at them, they had a bottom on their strength. The strength is only about the Yellow Order, if the strongest strength should be Mo Han, who has a mysterious double pupil.

"Just you people?hahaha, let me tell you Jianchen, in the face of absolute strength, no matter how many people there are, there is no point!

Before Yan Yun could finish speaking, two one-foot-long blue ice blades appeared in front of them in a flash.

The two of them were shocked, their eyebrows were cold, their eyes were wide open, and they hurriedly smashed the ice blade with the blade in their hands. The blue ice crystals seemed to fall on their hearts with a fierce tightness, such a powerful ice technique!

Something doesn't feel good.

Kill!

Yan Feng and Yan Yun rose to their feet, and flew towards Mo Han and the others with their toes on the back of their horses.

"Blade of the Destroyer!"

"Broken River Angry Waves!"

A sword qi turned into a fiery red flame and slashed towards Jian Chen, and a blue-green sword qi swept towards Mo Han like an angry wave crashing on the shore.

Shui Jing Tian had already seen enough of the faces of the two of them, and in the eyes of a young master of the Ice Sect, these characters were just clowns, and they were even arrogant and ignorant to think that they could not be shaken. He dodged and flew away, the light of the Colorful Exquisite Tower flashed, and the frozen air surged out like a cold current of doom.

"Frozen for thousands of miles!"

"Polar Storm!"

Jian Chen's arm stretched, and the green dragon sword flashed into his hand with a loud dragon groan, and slashed towards Yan Feng angrily, and a blue light sword qi seemed to split the air and crashed towards the red flames.

The two collided and exploded, and then Yan Feng was frozen by the dragon-like ice crystal jade pillar, and the blue ice blades of a tornado storm roared and rolled in.

Yan Feng shook his shoulders violently and his arms shattered the ice crystal shackles of the Water Realm Heaven, and the sword shadow of the City Destroying Sword protected the body impermeable to the wind, and the Ice Blade of the Water Realm Heaven could not break through at once.

At this time, Jianchen slashed out without any fancy sword, and the momentum shattered the mountains and rivers.

Yan Feng raised his sword to block, but he suddenly found that Jian Chen's Qingfeng blade could not be stopped, and he saw that the proud city-destroying sword in his hand broke his waist.

"Brother, help me!" Yan Feng exclaimed.

Jian Chen is at the peak strength of the second stage of the Yellow Order Initial Realm, with the Qinglong Xiaguang Talisman and the Green Dragon Sword in his hand, he can completely compete with Yan Feng, a person from the fourth stage of the Yellow Order Middle Realm. With the assistance of the Water Realm Heaven with the colorful and exquisite tower, it is completely possible to kill Yan Feng in seconds!

Yan Yun heard Yan Feng's call for help, he had already crossed the river and could not protect himself, although he was resentful and angry in his heart, he was helpless.

When Yan Yun slashed out with a sword, Mo Han didn't plan to use the Five Spirit Runes against him at all, but instead held the Zhangtian Ruler that spewed out a long tongue of flames to scatter Yan Yun's invincible sword qi.

Then he stepped forward and attacked Yan Yun with a hard-hitting style, and Yan Yun stubbornly realized how ridiculous and naΓ―ve his previous words were after a few rounds. Until the Xuanjie Sword in his hand was broken by the tongue of fire held by Mo Han, the defense in his heart also collapsed in an instant, and my life was suspended...

Yan Feng was struck by a heavy sword from Jian Chen, and the green dragon sword sank into his neck and tore through the white clothes and white armor, and blood gushed out like a pillar, which was very tragic in the golden sunset.

After Mo Han cut off Yan Feng's Broken River Sword, the Fire Spirit Talisman condensed in his hand, and with one palm, Yan Yun's body flew out upside down like a bow, smashing it to the ground and sliding for more than ten meters to a long stop.

The guards were filled with the poisonous miasma of the ghost poison and instantly lost their ability to resist, and the ghost night Aya flashed out, only seeing the whine of the blood blade but not the figure, and the heavily armored guards fell down one by one.

After Ye Aya's Night Clan bloodline awakened, her strength also improved by leaps and bounds, although it was not as good as Mo Han, but it was only stronger than Jian Chen and Water Realm Tianlai. She didn't want to do these guards around the Yellow Order, but she only wanted to ensure the integrity of the heavy armor so that she didn't let fierce people like Jin Feng and Shi Tan do it.

The rampant Yan Feng and Yan Yun were killed and injured, and the heavily armored guards did not have a single survivor.

Wang Zhong, who thought he was the Golden Jade Buddha, curled up in a trembling ball in fright, shaking the car curtain like water waves.

Mo Han had already shattered Yan Yun's meridians, and his body was lying on the ground like mud, and blood gushed from his mouth.

The sunset shone obliquely, and the elongated figure on the spacious bluestone avenue swayed.

Mo Han squatted down, patted Yan Yun's face, and asked

Said: "How is it, are the people of the royal family amazing?"

"Woo, poof~"

Yan Yun had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, and a whining sound gushed out of his nose and covered his face, which had already changed beyond recognition.

Mo Han shook his head and said, "It's heavy, I'll leave it to you." ”

Mo Han wanted to ask him something about the purpose of letting them come to the Hidden Palace, but he didn't expect that he had just entered the fourth stage of the Yellow Rank Middle Realm and did not control his strength well, coupled with the domineering of the Fire Spirit Fu, he knocked Yan Yun to death in one palm.

Jian Chen glanced at Yan Yun indifferently, and the blue light swept across Yan Yun's head and neck, looking too lazy to take a look.

Mo Han walked to the carriage and said to Wang Zhong: "Don't shake, come out!"

Wang Zhong didn't dare to show his head, Jian Chen was impatient and slashed out with a sword, and the sword qi directly overturned and shattered the top of the carriage.

An old man with white hair and beard, wearing a brocade robe and a white robe, looks like a virtuous person. However, at this time, he cowered and lay in the corner of the carriage, and the feather crown was shaken off by Jianchen's sword qi, and his cape was very embarrassed.

Mo Han patted Wang Zhong's face with the back of his hand, he didn't have any mercy for this kind of person who gave in to the powerful and oppressed the good and had no integrity, and asked, "What are the people from the Hidden Palace looking for you?"

Wang Zhong was still trembling, not knowing if he couldn't say anything in fear or didn't want to answer.

Ghost Venom stepped forward impatiently, and Wang Zhong, who slapped him, rolled around, and said, "Are you looking for death? I don't have so much time to ink with you, talk!"

The corners of Wang Zhong's mouth were bleeding, and he became even more embarrassed, like a god who was high up and fell to the ground, and his majesty was completely gone, "Han Jingdao, the envoy of the Hidden Palace, asked me to practice a pill." ”

"What's the use?" Mo Han asked.

"Save people. ”

"Save whom?"

"I didn't say it. ”

"If you want to live, tell everything you know. Mo Han warned.

Wang Zhong didn't know where he got the courage, straightened his waist, stroked his hair and said, "I have a noble status, and I don't want to be humiliated by you." Even if you kill me, even if you tell who to save, I'm afraid you won't be able to save me. ”

Wang Zhong guessed that the purpose of Mo Han's people was to save people, and if they didn't have their own elixir, even if they rescued people, it would be useless. Thinking of their identity as a Yellow Rank Middle Realm Pill Pharmacist, they didn't dare to do anything to themselves.

Mo Han snorted lightly: "Not necessarily!"

Mo Han palmed his hand, and the condensing fire danced in his fingertips like an elf.

"Ahh

Wang Zhonggang showed a haughty expression and was suppressed by Mo Han and lowered his head, with a look of shame, and said: "To refine a life-prolonging pill, as for who the person to save is, I don't know." ”

"The preciousness of the Longevity Pill medicinal materials is one of them, and the most important thing is to take a drop of his own essence blood, so let you come?" Mo Han asked.

Wang Zhong raised his head in surprise and looked at Mo Han incredulously for a moment. The Yanmei Pill is only recorded in ancient books, and very few pill pharmacists know the refining method of the Yanmei Pill. It was really shocking that this young man knew how to refine the Life Extension Pill.

The arrogant old man was suppressed again and again, and nodded his head like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"Do you want to live?" Mo Han asked.

Wang Zhong hesitated, guessing what kind of request Mo Han was going to make.

Ghost Poison frightened: "It's a scourge to stay, you can kill it!"

Wang Zhong hurriedly agreed: "Think, think, if you have any orders, just tell me!"

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