I don't know how the weather is changing, and Han Yunhao's current situation is complicated. There are more and more original divisions from the country of pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info, from the original dozen to forty or fifty people, fortunately, the combat power of the sword puppet is comparable to that of the nine-fold original division, and the masters of the palace guards are scarce, otherwise the enemy would have broken in a long time ago.

Most of his divine consciousness recovered, and he detected an eightfold primordial master on the periphery, and under his integration, these fourth- and fifth-fold primordial masters used the technique of combined attacks, and they became more and more handy.

Don't want to kill allies who are supposed to be allies, these people can defend themselves against unknown dangers in the future. But when people die and the lights go out, what else can we talk about saving the people from fire and water. Han Yunhao understood that it was not the time to be merciful, so he immediately made a move to eliminate the threat.

"The wind and clouds!"

A strong wind rose from the ground, rolled up the sand and gravel on the ground, and hit the besieging divisions. These primordial masters have cultivated to less than the sixth level, and the original qi cannot reach the point of retracting and releasing freely, and blood marks appear on their bodies, and they scream in pain, and a passage flashes out unconsciously.

Ling Xiao stood out in front of Han Yunhao, he and his subordinates arrived first, at first they only sent a few original masters to test, but they couldn't break through the two puppets, so they had to take action in person.

"Phoenix nodded!"

Han Yunhao took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the spear in his hand burst out, swinging up and down rapidly, dazzling people. When the momentum burned to its peak, he turned back and retreated, then deftly slipped through the opponent's middle door and stabbed his enemy in the chest.

The spear was dizzy, and Ling Xiao only had time to raise the knife in his hand and block it upwards.

He broke out in a cold sweat. A small sevenfold original master, no matter how magical his marksmanship is, his cultivation is indeed a hard injury.

"It's easy to knock weapons away, and at the very least, it will make your mouth crack. When the time comes, catch your little minion and torture the mastermind behind it, which can be regarded as an explanation to Dong Yu, and it is not in vain to be a friend. ”

In a flash of light, he thought so much.

But it backfired, and a strong force hit the right hand along the hilt, and the strength was endless, spreading directly to the shoulder.

"Oops!"

The Xuantie knife fell to the ground, retreating again and again, and only gained a foothold three feet away from the same place, but the soldier couldn't dodge, helping him relieve the momentum. The entire right arm couldn't be raised, Ling Xiao's face was full of horror, and he said, "You, you have hidden your cultivation, could it be that you are the Flying Saint?"

Although he was frightened of the other party's profound cultivation, the tragic death of his colleague still aroused his anger. Ling Xiao's blood pierced his pupils, like a mad tiger, and he snatched a soldier's long sword in his left hand and stabbed it forward.

It's no wonder that he has this misunderstanding, on weekdays, the soldiers of Fang Datong's Guiding Wind Brigade will also fight with Ling Xiao and others. The eight squad leaders besieged the Producer together, but they couldn't get close. He knew that although this boss was not a flying saint, on the basis of the golden bell jar magic bonus, he could use three and a half strengths.

The strength of the black-clothed man on the opposite side was more than half a chip higher than that of Fang Datong, and he had at least four bulls. According to Fang's producer, he lost his words after getting drunk, and pressed the female devil on top of their heads, Gu Feinan, the commander of the Chinese army, with the help of the eight-sided hammer in his hand, could only play four bulls.

The power of the four bulls is the limit of the double flying saint, Feng Congguo only has Gu Feinan, a demon, and can reach this level in the semi-saint stage, he naturally believes that the murderer is Han Yunhao, at least the strength is enough.

"Take your life!"

Under the anger, coupled with the fact that the weapon was not in hand, Ling Xiao's attack was full of flaws. The sword puppet felt that he was disgraced by the person holding the sword and jumped out from Han Yunhao's left side. The metal arm waved, and the tip of the sword hit Ling Xiao's left wrist, burrowing a bloody hole.

"It's like killing his parents and taking away his wife and children, these people are really loyal to the royal family," Han Yunhao sighed in his heart.

"Entangle him!"

In the distance, someone shouted as they stepped in, shaking the top of the cave. This is a strong opponent, and at least there is also the cultivation of the original master ninefold. Fighting alone, Han Yunhao can win in a few moves, but if he is delayed like this, the follow-up enemies will surround him, and it will still be a dead end.

"Do you remember the location of the exit?" he asked in his mind, this monster dropped its chain at a critical moment, and actually forgot the route.

Lu Jiang was very aggrieved, and the phantom waved exaggeratedly, and said: "When I was sucked into my mind by you, I lost part of my memory. Why don't you unlock the grip of the core of consciousness? ”

This guy began to inch in, Han Yunhao responded with actions, slightly stirring the phantom's divine sense, and Lu Jiang immediately rolled back and forth in pain, begging for mercy again and again.

"This is the last chance, otherwise I wouldn't mind sending you back to the Demon Sea. Take back the punishment, Han Yunhao coldly warned. Even if the restraint is lifted, Xiaota still has the means to control it, but this guy bullies his master and deliberately challenges his bottom limit, which is really hateful.

Lu Jiang bent down and said, "Great master, this method of yours really works. The external stimuli caused me to fluctuate strongly in my emotions, and with the help of this opportunity, I finally captured useful information. ”

"The left, that's the left. Seeing Han Yunhao's sea of knowledge churning, he quickly stopped talking nonsense and said the direction.

"Let's go!"

Han Yunhao was ecstatic in his heart, and took the lead to the left, swept the spear, swept away a large number of original divisions, and ran wildly with two puppets. The two puppets were very obedient, and they went on a rampage, stepping on the fallen guard, and crushing them.

The Sky Piercing Spear didn't do anything to kill, and the puppet who was supposed to protect the vault became the most terrible murderer.

Seeing this scene from afar, Fang Datong was furious, and under the agitation in his heart, he spit out a mouthful of blood. He was not surprised or rejoiced, and he did not hesitate to slap his chest suddenly. The original qi in the body was shocked, rushing through the meridians, thus increasing the speed and chasing the three hateful guys.

Han Yunhao tried his best to disperse the soldiers and not harm their lives, but because of this hindrance, he fell behind the two puppets.

When his divine sense swept the enemy's master approaching, he could attack his back in the blink of an eye, and he couldn't help but sigh. Since the martial arts you pursue pay attention to having a clear conscience, you must bear the price.

"Canglong swings its tail!"

Han Yunhao didn't turn around either, slowing down slightly. When Fang Datong approached, he released the spear in his right hand, interspersed it from the back, and handed the handle of the gun to his left hand. With both hands stretched out, the right hand pulled the barrel forward, bending a large arc.

Then the right hand was released, and the head of the spear suddenly rebounded backwards, as flexible and swift as a dragon's tail, and flung towards Fang Datong's head.

Caught off guard, Fang Datong saw the gun smashing in, did not panic, relied on his body to practice the golden bell jar, and reached out with his right hand to grab the gun. If he knew what happened to Ling Xiao just now, he wouldn't be so arrogant.

As you can imagine, the tiger's mouth in his right hand immediately cracked, and his body flew into the air, and then he was planted on the ground.

"Ah, the producer is dead!"

"Everyone flee quickly, the enemy is too powerful!"

The soldiers of the Wind Brigade panicked and made a mess. Fang Datong was so depressed that he just wanted to hit his head to death, but the spear transmitted the dark energy into his body, and he couldn't get up at all if he didn't lift it.

"Huh, the leader of the dignified brigade, often wrestles with the old man. Was he killed by a single shot, or was he killed by shame?" a whirlwind blew from the dim cavern, and a curious voice came from inside.

The whirlwind stopped, revealing the true face of the person, it was the red-bearded old man who was still patrolling the Third Ring just now.

When Fang Datong saw this person, he wished that there was a hole in the ground, and he could get into it.