Man Hui looked at the corpse on the ground, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, and she said softly: "Senior sister, we should have let Sister Ru'er follow us just now, otherwise it wouldn't be like this!"

"It's come to this, don't be sad, be careful! they are surrounding!" Xu Han, who was standing in the forest, whispered softly, his face suddenly changed, and the cold light in his eyes was dazzling. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Haha, the remnants of the Holy Light Temple, now look where you are fleeing. ”

As soon as Xu Han's words fell, a loud shout sounded in the forest next to him, and then several martial artists rushed out, several of whom still had a faint murderous aura on them.

A man with the strength of a half-step Dacheng Realm, the four people who followed him were all in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm, so it was no wonder that this kind of strength could quickly kill Ru'er and a few people.

"Did you kill them?" Mu Xinyu looked at the few people who still had murderous intent left in their bodies, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth.

A man with a long sword stepped out, looked at Xu Han and the others who were covered in black, and said disdainfully: "So what?"

Mu Xinyu's face was furious, and with a step on his right foot, his figure flew out, directly rushing towards the martial artist who came out, and Xu Han and the others did not hesitate at all, and ran away with all their strength.

"Oh, a half-step Dacheng Realm strength, three Avatar Realm late-stage, and a drag oil bottle?" Looking at Xu Han and the others who were soaring, a moment of surprise flashed in the martial artist's eyes, and he said with joy in his mouth.

When Xu Han and the others entered the city, the disciples of the Supreme Temple received the news, but they were not sure of the strength of Xu Han and the others, so they did not dare to act.

A few people left the city in a hurry, guessing that Xu Han and the others would not be too strong, but they didn't expect that there were warriors in the mansion who came to tell the whistle, not only blocking them all outside the city, but also knowing exactly the strength of Xu Han and the others.

As a disciple of the Supreme Temple, each of them has the same strength, the same realm, and there is one more person on their side, how can there be a reason to retreat.

Hum!

Mu Xinyu snorted angrily, and the white silk in his sleeve flew out, looking at the white cloth running in the air, the faces of the Supreme Temple disciples in the field changed, but there was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

A faint snowflake fell from the sky, and the suspicious Supreme Temple disciple in his eyes was suddenly horrified in his heart, the person in front of him turned out to be the goddess of ice and snow.

"Damn! It's the goddess of ice and snow!" The martial artist of the Dacheng Realm looked at Bai Aya, who shot fiercely in the air, his face was panicked, and he said urgently.

Mu Xinyu's name is also a disciple of the five super forces, but he understands it more deeply, after all, it is an existence with the strongest talent in their sect.

The rest of the people next to him were also full of panic, and there was already retreat in their eyes.

Poof!

Before the disciples of the Supreme Temple in the field could act, in the dense forest, many tentacles suddenly burst out and swept towards several people.

Looking at the iconic silver tree, the warrior with a panicked face looked at it, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Xu Han, who was dressed in black in the distance.

Xu Han, who killed Yiquan in the Broken Dragon Cliff, has such a strange war spirit, and he is also with Mu Xinyu, could it be that the person in front of him is them.

Yi Quan was in their hearts, it was an absolutely powerful existence, but they didn't expect to die in the hands of the martial artist in front of them, looking at the tentacles that were flying in the air, the supreme temple disciples in the field were all shouting bad luck, and they actually met the most tricky martial artist in the city casually.

"Proud guy, it's okay now!" Zhou Xiaopang, who was covered in black, looked at the few people whose faces were suddenly frightened, a trace of disdain crossed his eyes, and he said happily in his mouth, but the huge stone in his hand was smashed towards the nearest warrior.

Xu Han, who had no intention of concealing it, waved his right hand and directly threw out the black clothes that were covered outside, holding a sharp silver sword, and swept towards the nearest martial artist.

Looking at the warriors who had been removed from the black clothes one by one, the disciples of the Supreme Temple had confirmed the guesses in their hearts, and their faces were full of panic.

"Senior brother, what should I do?" Feeling the fierce sword aura above the silver sword, the Supreme Temple disciple who retreated in the air said urgently, his eyes full of panic.

As disciples of the Supreme Temple, they have a lot of resources and spiritual objects, and it is not difficult for them to improve their realm.

Compared with some talented disciples in the sect, the same realm is also a huge disparity in strength, which is why they have the same realm and why they are so afraid.

The warrior with the long sword, where did he have time to respond, Mu Xinyu's sharp white silk had already made the warrior scramble.

The strength is not strong, and if the confidence is weak, it is not Mu Xinyu's opponent, and he is already bitter in his heart.

Man Hui didn't make a move, standing in the forest on the side, looking at the warriors in the field with an angry face, but in his heart he complained that his strength was too low, or it was not difficult to slash these enemies.

With a slash of the long sword in his hand, he split the white silk rolled by Mu Xinyu, and the warrior said loudly: "If you have the chance, run away." ”

The words of the martial artist are just a trace of comfort in his heart, in a few places in the field, the one who can have a chance to escape is probably the martial artist who fought with Zhou Xiaopang, but the news obtained from the door is that the big fat man turned out to be a spirit master, and things will definitely not be so simple.

Even if you put aside the battle in the field, the swinging tentacles in the surrounding air may be difficult to break through.

The two warriors who fought against Xu Han looked at each other in their eyes, shouted in unison, and two powerful martial arts blasted towards Xu Han, and then their bodies folded, and they immediately jumped to the side.

Hum!

Looking at the martial artist who wanted to escape, Xu Han snorted in his mouth, slashed the silver sword in his right hand, and blasted away a martial art.

Rumble!

With a soft sound, the martial artist's martial arts slammed on Xu Han's left shoulder, but Xu Han's face did not change, and the silver sword in his hand was already slashed towards the martial artist.

"Don't!"

The martial artist who was able to shatter Xu Han's fist strength changed drastically, and with an exclamation in his mouth, the silver sword slashed down from the martial artist's raised arm.

Poof!

The martial artist's pupils widened, and then the vitality slowly dissipated, and then in the horrified gaze of the rest of the martial artists, the body was directly divided into two halves, and the blood of the internal organs was scattered all over the ground.

"The power is not bad!" Xu Han swept the corpse on the ground, rubbed his left shoulder, looked at the panicked warrior in front of him, and said softly.

With the defense of Xuanwu Taiqinggang, for most of the martial artists in the same realm, Xu Han still has the confidence to resist, of course, if he wants a martial artist of Yiquan's strength, Xu Han will not do this.

Feeling the death of his companion behind him, the warrior's face was shocked, and he ran faster, but when he got close to the woods, the air was already full of dense tentacles.

The empty tentacles came overwhelmingly, and the warrior's eyes were shocked, and the long sword in his hand danced horizontally, and a fierce sword aura slashed through, cutting off the tentacles one by one.

Looking at the broken attack, the warrior's eyes were still happy, and more tentacles flew in, surrounding the warrior.

Xu Han, who was rushing over, looked at the embarrassed martial artist in the air, a trace of disdain crossed his eyes, and turned around and swept towards the half-step Dacheng realm martial artist.

In the forest in the distance, facing the Supreme Temple disciple in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm, Zhou Xiaopang actually played with great sound, and with strange steps under his feet, the martial artist couldn't touch him at all, and the stone in his hand also gave the martial artist a blow from time to time.

"Hey, hey! Fat man's attack can't work, but this dodge is not bad. Looking at the martial artist with an angry face on the opposite side, Zhou Xiaopang's face was excited, and he said excitedly.

The martial artist has long been on fire in his heart, this damn big fat man, not only is the attack method annoying, whenever he wants to leave, he always catches up, and when he throws the stone, in the face of his fierce sword qi, the stone is unharmed.

What made the warrior even more annoyed was that there was no one left on Xiaopang's mouth this week, and his mouth has not stopped from the beginning to the present.

The martial artist who was already terrified in his heart in the distance, looking at Xu Han running in the distance, his heart was even more panicked, no one was invincible, if there was another person, how could he have a chance to leave.

Rumble!

What kind of character is Mu Xinyu, the warrior who was panicked in his heart, was careless for a while, and was directly seized of the opportunity, and the white silk that turned into a long snake in the air hit the warrior's chest with a sharp snowflake.

Poof!

The warrior snorted in his mouth, blood rushed out of his mouth, and his face was already sallow white.

Bang!

Of course, Xu Han would not miss such an opportunity, a sharp sword in his hand slammed into his back, and the warrior spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body smashed towards the tentacles in the distance, and the weapon in his hand did not know where to fly.

Whew!

The dense tentacles flew out and wrapped around the limbs of the martial artist in the air, and as soon as the martial artist wanted to resist, a fierce qi was at the navel, and the spiritual power gathered suddenly dispersed.

Boom!

The strongest Supreme Temple disciple was captured, and the remaining few people were shocked, and the martial artist who fought with Yin Zhiwen also screamed in pain, and was shot down by Yin Zhiwen, and then was tightly wrapped by the tentacles, unable to move.

Only the Supreme Temple disciple who was fighting with Zhou Xiaopang was left, looking at his companion who was caught again, his face changed, and he was very anxious, but he couldn't shake off Zhou Xiaopang's attack at all.

"Tell me what it was like that day, so that you can die happily. Xu Han looked at the martial artist whose limbs were entangled, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth.

The martial artist in the air had no fear in his eyes, his eyes stared at Xu Han and the others, and he shouted in a low voice: "What if you know, there is no Holy Light Nunnery in Tianzhou." ”

"Look for death!" Mu Xinyu was furious in his eyes, and the white silk in his hand flew out and hit the martial artist's right leg directly.

Yes!

The warrior let out a wail, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, facing his right leg that had been completely broken, and his eyes were full of hatred at Xu Han and the others.

"Tell us what happened. Xu Han's face did not change, and his eyes were full of murderous aura.

The warrior raised his head, and his eyes swept Xu Han and the others with disdain, but he was silent.

"Let me kill him!" I don't believe they are so hard. Looking at such an arrogant warrior, Mu Xinyu had hatred in his eyes, and he shouted in a low voice.

"Don't worry!, he'll say. Xu Han glanced at the martial artist in the air, and stretched out his right hand to block the angry Mu Xinyu. This person is a half-step Dacheng realm martial artist, and he will definitely know more things than the rest of the martial artists.

Several tentacles shot out, and one of them was wrapped in a person, it was the warrior who was the first to escape, and in the frightened gaze of the warrior in the air, many dense roots suddenly stretched out from the huge tentacles, directly piercing the warrior's head.