Before coming here, Yang Xiong had already fought with Xiao Han, after all, dealing with the Spirit Devouring Beast was a matter of worrying about his life, so naturally he couldn't be reckless. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The result of the battle between the two was obvious, and Xiao Han defeated him with only one move.

Xiao Han's strength shocked him, after all, both of them were martial artists in the early stage of the True Yuan Realm, but the gap was so big, so he dared to go down to the cave with Xiao Han to hunt the Spirit Devouring Beast.

But now that the level of the Spirit Devouring Beast has increased again, even a martial artist in the middle of the True Yuan Realm and a martial artist in the early stage of the True Yuan Realm can't compete with it, and he is naturally a little timid.

However, Xiao Han was worried when he saw him, so he just smiled and said, "Not only do you cherish your own life, but I also cherish your own life, although the strength of the Spirit Devouring Beast exceeds estimates, but it is not difficult for me to kill it, you can see it! Now let's follow and see how the situation is." ”

Although Yang Xiong was still a little stunned in his heart, he was helpless now, and he could only believe that Xiao Han was not an arrogant and arrogant person.

He nodded, and followed Xiao Han in the direction of Han Tong's escape.

Due to the huge body of the Spirit Devouring Beast and the blood all over its body, it left a lot of traces on the road, so the two of them didn't have much effort to chase after it.

In the distance, Xiao Han heard the sound of a fierce fight, which was the sound of vitality bursting.

When his consciousness was released, all the scenes in front of him were automatically reflected in his mind, as if he were there in person.

Ahead, the blood killing palm Han Tong, a pair of blood-red hands frantically gathered vitality, stepping on the steps like a swimming dragon, quickly rotating around the spirit devouring beast, and at the same time sending a series of powerful palms.

"Bang ......"

Although it tried its best to resist, although the cave was large, it was not allowed to rotate freely, so its action was blocked, so it lost most of its combat power.

However, as time passed, Han Tong's expression became more and more solemn, because he found that although his palms were falling and the Spirit Devouring Beast was also wailing, he was never able to kill it, and he couldn't even hit it hard.

The slap of a palm had already made him feel that the carapace of the Spirit Devouring Beast was extremely hard, and with his pair of fleshy palms alone, it was no less difficult to kill the Spirit Devouring Beast than to ascend to the sky.

Moreover, in this short half moment, he has already struck out hundreds of palms, and more than half of his vitality has been consumed, and if this continues, the situation will become very unfavorable.

He circled the Spirit Eater so many times, and found little vulnerability, except for its eyes.

He understood that it was almost impossible to kill the Spirit Devouring Beast, and only by destroying his eyes could he have a chance to escape.

With a certain thought, when he ran to the front of the Spirit Devouring Beast, he suddenly forcibly stood still, his palms were lucky, and his blood rose sharply, and then he shouted "Blood Demon Clutches", and slapped it at the eyes of the Spirit Devouring Beast in the air.

Many martial artists like to shout when they make moves, either "drink", or the name of the move, etc., the reason why they are called is not actually like, but when the warrior fights martial arts, he accumulates energy in his chest, does not vomit or is unhappy, and shouts loudly, which not only vents his depression, but also fuels the momentum, and momentum is sometimes the key to victory, so Han Tong suddenly shouted, trying to shock and disturb the consciousness of the devouring spirit beast.

Sure enough, the Spirit Devouring Beast didn't expect that Han Tong would suddenly change his hexagram and stop, and his ears were shocked by the sound wrapped in this vitality, and its consciousness, which was already unknown, was immediately disturbed.

At the same time, after Han Tong's pair of bloody palms were slapped out, two blood-red bone giant hands appeared out of thin air, and the bloody bone hands exuded a netherworld aura that seemed to come from hell, and they slammed on the head of the Spirit Devouring Beast, to be precise, on the eyes.

"Roar!!

The Spirit Devouring Beast was hit, and its eyes immediately flowed blood, and it roared in pain, hitting the rock wall frantically, and it seemed to shake the mountains for a while.

Seeing that the matter was successful, Han Tong sneered, and wanted to turn around and flee.

However, at this moment, Xiao Han in the dark moved, only to see him walking like a dragon, one step at a time, two leaps, and then stepped on the body of the Spirit Devouring Beast, and at the same time, the Cold Moon Sword was unsheathed in an instant, and the refining body erupted, and the sword flashed, instantly sweeping the head of the Spirit Devouring Beast.

The sky is gone, the earth is not shaking, the struggle has stopped, the breathing has stopped, and at this moment, the whole world is quiet, even if a pine needle or a feather is dropped, you can hear it clearly.

After a while, only to hear the sound of the blood spring "poof~!", the neck of the autophagophic spirit beast gushed out, and then its entire head fell under the stunned gazes of Yang Xiong and Han Tong, and then, its huge body also fell down, only Xiao Han, who was standing on it, stood proudly without wavering.

After a while, Han Tong turned around from his stunned state, hugged his fists and said, "Thank you for your help." ”

He only said that he was helping, not saving his life, because he expected that even if Xiao Han didn't make a move, he would be safe and sound, so he didn't want to owe Xiao Han a favor because of this.

However, Xiao Han thanked him and said, "I should have said thank you to you! If you hadn't injured the eye of the Spirit Devouring Beast, making it unable to see, how could I kill it so easily?"

Although he knew that Xiao Han was telling the truth, he didn't dare to take credit, and only said: "Although I hurt its eyes, I still can't help it, Childe can kill it with a sword, it can be seen that Childe's strength is heavenly!"

In his words, there was half a point of boasting, and half a part of jealousy and envy, he could see that Xiao Han only had the cultivation of the early stage of the True Yuan Realm, but he was able to kill the second-level high-level spirit devouring beasts, and he was a martial artist in the middle of the True Yuan Realm, but he was beaten and fled, how could he not envy Xiao Han's strength?

Xiao Han chuckled: "Your Excellency is polite, but Your Excellency just said, 'Thank you for your help', then I also want to ask Your Excellency for a favor now, I don't know if it's okay?"

Han Tong frowned slightly, "What's the hurry?"

Xiao Han smiled strangely: "I want to borrow Your Excellency's head for a use!"

"Hmm~!!"

Han Tong groaned coldly, and then turned around and ran in the next second, he could hear that Xiao Han was not joking, and he also saw his strength, he couldn't stupidly ask him why he wanted to kill himself, if he could run away, he would live; If you can't escape, you're dead!

When people are dying in crisis, they can always burst out with unexpected power.

Originally, after Han Tong performed his ultimate, his vitality was almost exhausted, but at this moment, his speed was faster than the wind, and he ran out of dozens of zhang in an instant.

However, Xiao Han only sneered twice, and the next moment his body rushed out as fast as lightning, and caught up with him in an instant.

Standing in front of Han Tong, Xiao Han sneered: "The famous bloody killer Han Tong is now running away in embarrassment, aren't you afraid that you will be ridiculed if you spread it?"

Han Tong's face was gloomy, "You actually recognize me?"

"It's because I recognize you that I want to borrow my head from you. ”

He pondered Xiao Han's words, and said in a deep voice: "If you want my head, aren't you a disciple of the Liuyun Sect?"

"Clever!"

"I know all the top ten core disciples of the Inner Gate of the Liuyun Sect, and I have never heard of any disciple in the early stage of the True Yuan Realm who has the strength of yours, who are you?"

Xiao Han said lightly: "I haven't heard of it, it's because the news hasn't reached here yet, and after you go to hell, someone will tell you." ”

Seeing that his life was slim, Han Tong said fiercely: "If you want to kill me, it's not so easy!"

As he spoke, he saw that his blood-red palms were ready to destroy the gong and make a move again, but Xiao Han took the lead and came quickly.

He only saw a flash of cold light, Xiao Han had already staggered with him, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word anyway, he only felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, but he didn't listen to the call, as if his body was no longer his, and then the picture in his eyes began to flicker, and the surroundings became darker and darker, and in the end everything was out of sight, and he couldn't feel it.

After killing Han Tong, Xiao Han took a step, wrapped his head, and put it into the spirit ring.

He looked at Han Tong's corpse and thought that this guy had been evil for many years, and he should have collected a lot of wealth, so he wanted to take off his spiritual ring, but his two hands were empty, and there was no spiritual ring at all.

Xiao Han frowned slightly, and searched his corpse, only to find a palm-sized black gold pouch.

He looked at the small bag and chuckled: "I see, I said why there is no spiritual ring, it turns out that there is a Qiankun bag!"

Qiankun bag, like the spirit ring, is also a space spirit weapon, and it is also used for storage, but when it comes to convenience, the spirit ring is small and can be worn on the finger, but the use of the Qiankun bag is wider.

Because the spirit ring is worn on the hand, it is bound to affect the feeling between the fingers, and the hands in the process of martial arts, often have to hold the sword tightly, for the master, the sword in the hand, the hand to the heart, the Italian side of the sword, the role of the hand is self-evident.

The slightest difference in the feeling of the hand can affect the martial artist's mastery of the sword, so the vast majority of martial artists do not wear anything on their hands, and the spirit ring is no exception, which is also the reason why Xiao Han only carries the spirit ring well, but does not wear it.

Because the spirit ring is too small and easy to fall off when worn on the body, more martial artists favor the Qiankun bag.

Looking at the Qiankun bag in his hand, Xiao Han smiled, he had long wanted to buy a Qiankun bag, but the price of the Qiankun bag was higher than the spirit ring, and it was not easy to make, and the worst low-grade Qiankun bag also cost tens of thousands of lower-grade yuan stones, so he never bought it, but now it is saved.

After he opened it, his divine sense penetrated and found that there were quite a lot of things inside, including millions of taels of silver tickets, a bunch of low-grade yuan stones with about 13,000 yuan, more than 10 bottles of pills, a lot of martial arts, and many other miscellaneous items.

Among the miscellaneous things, there was an ancient scroll that attracted him, and he looked very familiar, so he took it out and looked at it.

At this glance, he was very surprised and overjoyed, because he found that this ancient scroll, only half of it, was amazingly consistent with the small half scroll he had obtained from Bai Qiufeng before.

He hurriedly took out the ancient scroll, and the two were put together, and found that they could be matched into a complete map.

Xiao Han chuckled, "Ha! This is really an unexpected gain! If you have the chance, you must go and see what secrets are hidden in this Beimang Mountain!"