Han Yiming hurriedly used the black ball in his heart to contact the old thing to come back, but it seemed that the distance was too far away, and he didn't see movement for a long time, and the old thing didn't have the ability to react to the black ball.

Now Han Yiming is sweating profusely, he still has a clear understanding of his strength, and he will deal with one at most.

But there were six people on the other side, and at the same time, the strange feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger, as if someone was staring at him, and this sight was full of killing intent.

The scouts of the bandits? No, it's all like that, there can't be scouts, and the killing intent in this sight is not normal.

Looking at the black ball again, the energy has almost recovered to four times, and now there are a little more than three times, as long as there are four times, you can increase the combat power by one more.

Six bandits dressed in brown or green linen quickly surrounded the two men along with the cart.

The girl Qiu Huan saw that the situation was not good, and she gasped and went crazy to the other side.

The eyes of each of the bandits were full of greed, and they suddenly encountered a monster in the forest, and only six of them ran out of the stockade of more than twenty people.

And because the monster was always scurrying around in the forest, hiding and hiding, they starved in the forest for five days before they came out, and fear combined with hunger made them too lazy to communicate with Han Yiming and threaten.

They all picked up knives one by one, ready to chop the two directly, grabbed the food, and hurried to eat.

Yiming secretly said in his heart that it was not good, if this group of bandits just robbed things, it would be fine, and when the old things came back, they would kill them all and snatch them back.

But the other party seems to be ready to hack himself to death directly, which is difficult to do, so he can only fight hard.

Without waiting to think about it, one of the other party directly slashed over with a knife, Yiming hurriedly took out a knife to block it, and another person walked towards the girl.

The remaining few hungry people looked at the food, and one person followed and slashed at Han Yiming in the block with a knife.

With all his might, he pushed the tip of the knife in front of him back heavily, and turned to parry the knife on the left, but the blade was too close.

Yiming only stepped back, the blade slashing his face, leaving a scar from his forehead to his chin next to Yiming's right eye.

The blood blocked the view of his right eye, and the two kept approaching, and Yiming could only keep retreating.

Another person slashed over, and Yiming couldn't stop it, and his clothes and skin were cut by the sharp blade, from his chest to his stomach.

Fortunately, it only hurt the skin, not the internal organs, and in all kinds of danger, Yiming just wanted to use the black ball with energy only three times.

I saw that the source of the murderous sight appeared, and the two bandits who were dividing the grain in the back were cut in half with a knife, and the upper body and the lower half of the body were separated.

They didn't even have time to turn back.

The two bandits felt the sky-high killing intent behind them, and their hairs immediately stood on end.

"Strange? Monster! One of the bandits thought it was a monster in the woods and turned his head to look.

It turned out to be the black-clothed Taoist priest, the hat on the Taoist priest's head at this time was missing, and the long black hair was scattered throughout.

The left arm seemed to have been torn off, leaving only the right hand holding the long sword, and the body was covered with large and small claw marks.

Thick blood flowed from wounds everywhere on his body, wetting his clothes and reflecting them.

Half of the skin on the head was also torn off by the claw of the thing, blood continued to flow from the head, half of the face directly exposed the muscles, and the eyes on that side seemed to have rotted into a puddle of minced meat.

The current image of the black-clothed Taoist priest Liu Qingzhi is like a demon crawling out of the eighteenth layer of hell.

After seeing the two bandits who were fighting with Yiming, he asked the remaining two bandits to stop caring about the crazy woman, and quickly deal with the Taoist priest, and then deal with the man in front of him.

When the two bandits saw the appearance of the Taoist priest, although they were a little frightened, they thought that they were human after all, and they were so seriously injured.

After firming up his thoughts, he shouted encouragement and rushed towards the Taoist priest with his sword.

The Taoist priest didn't even glance at the two of them, his eyes were always on Han Yiming, and with a wave of his hand, the two were cut in half diagonally.

There was only a scream, and the remaining two bandits were attracted to attention, and Han Yiming took the opportunity to split the head of one of the bandits with a knife.

For a while, only one bandit in green linen was left of the original six bandits.

When the bandit saw that the situation was not good, he ran away, just hoping for a chance to survive.

The Taoist priest threw the sword in his hand forward, and directly pierced the fleeing bandit through his chest from behind, and fell to the ground in an instant, without a sound.

Han Yiming wanted to pick up the sword thrown by the Taoist priest, but the sword flew back into the Taoist priest's hand, leaving a wound on Yiming's palm.

"It was not easy for the poor road to escape from under that thing's mouth, and he ran all the way just to find a donor."

When the Taoist priest spoke, blood kept flowing out of his mouth, and he looked very terrible.

"Poor Dao deliberately watched it for so long, thinking that the donor could go out with a heart element, I thought there must be some magical powers, but it turned out that he was just a mortal, and he couldn't even deal with a ringing horse."

The Taoist priest laughed as he spoke, holding a sword in his hand, and kept approaching Han Yiming.

"Don't worry, donor, the poor road will not let you die too quickly, no matter what, it will let the donor live for a day, and then chop up the pig to feed you, and then donate your pig to Zhengde Temple, which will also count as accumulating some yin virtue for you."

Han Yiming felt that the black ball energy in his body had been almost four times, and the old thing was coming over soon, as long as he delayed it a little longer.

"Dao Ye is cold! ......" Han Yiming stretched out a hand, wanting to block the Taoist priest's advance.

As a result, the Taoist priest cut off Han Yiming's outstretched hand with a single sword.

"Poor Dao is very calm, just a little angry, but don't worry, I will definitely not let the donor die too quickly, just wait"

As a result, this time without waiting for the Taoist priest to finish speaking, the second son turned into a black-haired wild boar and suddenly hit the Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest seemed to be angry, and he didn't notice the wild boar.

Just wanted to cut the pig with a knife, the old thing became a little piglet and pounced again, and the Taoist priest just wanted to punch the little piglet who pounced.

But I saw that the piglet exploded in the air in an instant, and the blood foam affected the Taoist priest's vision, and after wiping the blood foam with his arm.

Just before they met, a monster with a pig's head and a human body appeared, and it opened its mouth and bit it.

The Taoist priest was startled, but quickly reacted, and slashed over with a sword, chopping off the old thing's jaw, and originally wanted to cut off the head, but if the bones were a little hard, he needed to cut again.

The Taoist priest then kicked the old thing away, and then another sword slashed the old thing's leg along the joint.

"The donor really has some magical powers, it has been useless before, is it to fish out the poor road? It doesn't seem to be of much use though. ”

But before the Taoist priest could continue to speak, Han Yiming had already found that the energy was full!

It's about time!

For the first time the energy was injected, the Taoist priest noticed that there was a problem, and his whole body organs instantly failed a lot, and he hurriedly retreated.

This man still has hole cards!

But he didn't wait for him to think about it, the second time he injected energy, and the mana that he had cultivated for so long couldn't be used at this moment, and even his bones cracked.

No, no, no, no, no!

Originally, I was supposed to kill him, and then grab the heart element, why am I dying now?!

The third time the energy was injected, the skin of the Taoist priest instantly became dry, his eyes became dim, his legs could not support him for a while, and he fell directly to the ground.

The fourth time the energy was injected, the Taoist priest's eyes instantly turned black, like a preserved egg that had been peeled open, and the only remaining hand was pulling his face.

Shouting in pain.

"Ahh

This Taoist priest was not like the old thing, after four times of energy, he began to twitch silently, but struggled violently.

"Damn! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! ”

"Why? Why! Why! Why! ”

The Taoist priest's remaining hand forcibly ripped off the only remaining skin on his face, and only muscles remained on his entire face in an instant.

The only eye kept shaking in its sockets, and finally burst open directly, turning into a puddle of black water.

In the end, the only remaining arm of the Taoist priest stretched out and shook towards Han Yiming, as if trying to catch him.

"Shi ...... Host!! ”

Finally, the whole person fell to the ground, and the black blood contaminated the rocks beneath him.

Han Yiming sat on the ground, took a big breath, and sighed secretly that it was fortunate that the Taoist priest was seriously injured, otherwise he felt that these four energies really couldn't solve him.