The person who came was an old man, who looked to be about seventy years old, but the warrior himself could disguise himself or influence the marks left by the years on his body and face, so no one could easily know what the true age of a powerful martial artist was.

Unless, you're more powerful than your opponent, then you can peek into the opponent's true age.

Of course, Han Jing is an outlier - because the time in the Immortal Emperor's dojo is very different from the time in the Yanhuang Continent, and the ten years inside are just one year outside the realm, so Han Jing is now just a young man in the eyes of any strong person.

At the same time, the current Han Jing can't peek into the real age of this person - what shows that Han Jing's strength is far inferior to that of his opponent!

Besides, this old man, I saw that he was dressed in a blood-colored robe, red hair and red beard, his head could be regarded as fat head and big ears, but his body was by no means bloated and fat, he was that kind of burly figure.

At this moment, with a faint blood-colored brilliance, he appeared on the mountain peak a hundred zhang away from here, and he walked step by step in the air, walking towards Han Jing and the others: "Two, old man Zhang Guangwei, there is a courtesy here!"

"Ah......hh He's really Zhang Guangwei!Ahhh......hhh

Hearing this, Fang Duoduo actually grabbed one of Han Jing's arms, and made a very special move-shaking, shaking Han Jing's arm, and shouting: "He is Zhang Guangwei, one of the top ten murder orders in the empire!"

Killer Demon King?

I guess it's more like an assassin!

Han Jing withdrew his arm and looked at it quietly.

He looked at the light on Zhang Guangwei's body, and knew that this light was not dazzling, but it was absolutely condensed and heavy, and the stronger the person in the face of such a light, the more he could feel the monstrous resentment and killing intent inside.

Strong!

Very strong!

At least a strong man at the same level as Lei Potian!

After confirming this qiē, Han Jingjian's eyebrows furrowed slightly: Here, if you don't try it with all your might, it is estimated that you will definitely lose. And once you go all out, your hole cards and even the Yanhuang Sword will be noticed......

How is it good?

Arrange the enchantment yourself before you fight?

That's not realistic.

After all, Han Jing's strength was under this old man, and the old man could break through the enchantment that Han Jing couldn't fully support, so arranging the enchantment could only be in vain.

"Fang Duoduo, I want you to point in one direction, a place where even the powerhouses of the Yanhuang Continent rarely set foot in!"

Without hesitation, Han Jing immediately said, "This is the only chance for you and me!"

What's what?

Fang Duoduo had been thinking rapidly in his heart a moment ago: Do you want to escape? How to escape, when is the time to escape with the best chance of winning!

Now that he heard Han Jing's voice, he opened his eyes in shock: "Are you looking for a place to fight them?

"I don't have much time! I want you to sue me for a direction!" His face didn't seem to change, and Han Jing's voice became more and more cold: "The nearest place!"

Hearing this, Fang Duoduo swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at the five tigers around him: It was really blocked by people from front to back, left and right! With his own strength, he must not kill the bloody road, and even if he wanted to use the magic weapon "Turtle Escape" at that time, he would not have time......

Because to use "Turtle Escape", he needs to first summon his spirit beast "Xiao Xuan" and recite the strange heart trick, this process takes time.

"Okay, I can't escape by myself! I can only rely on you!" So his mind must be determined, but Fang Duoduo has a little courage: "I'll show you the way, you take me out!"

He believed that Han Jing might have some kind of escape weapon at the bottom of the box! And he didn't seem to believe that Han Jing would really find a venue to fight!

......

WhewW......

The wind was howling, and the barren Gobi and the blood-colored Grand Canyon were even colder.

Standing in the wind, Han Jing asked, "Who is it?"

It was just two words, and Zhang Guangwei, who was already standing twenty zhang away from Han Jing, smiled coldly and shook his head: "You don't need to know who wants us to kill you!"

"Hehehe, our five tigers kill people very quickly, don't be afraid, two boys!"

"When you get to hell, ask those imps again, hahaha...... They may know who told us to kill you!"

"Of course, Fang Duoduo, cute little Duoduo, you don't deserve to die, it's a pity that you appeared in a place where you shouldn't be!"

Laughed!

The stubby man with the two knives laughed while rubbing against each other with the two knives, and the sound he made was very harsh, and it was even more death-like.

The man in the white shirt and white fan on the other side simply squatted down and looked at Fang Duoduo with a gesture - you, it's mine!

Faced with this qiē, Fang Duoduo was frightened, and one hand grabbed Han Jing's arm again, and hurriedly said: "You said okay, take me with you!" Go south, turn to the west after three thousand miles......

The words fall, and the mutation is born!

On one side, it was the pair of sword warriors who stepped out in a vicious step, rushing towards Han Jing madly!

On the side, Han Jing's face did not change, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Qianliyin!"

Thundered......

......

After a few breaths, two figures galloped frantically in a certain direction on the edge of the sunset Gobi.

I saw that the leader was hunting in a white shirt, and his eyes were solemn but also resolutely looking in a fixed direction. Behind him, another warrior who was swept up by him with his soul power, screaming and following his figure all the way.

"Ah......hh Han Jing, slow down, I'm out of breath......"

"Ah......hh Han Jing, hurry up, they're coming, they're coming......"

......

After the tea time, it was still the edge of the sunset Gobi, and the sunset was really slowly setting.

"It is worthy of the level of the Heavenly Venerable Realm!"

Han Jing was still rushing forward frantically with a leisurely swim, but the solemn look on his face was already a little heavier: he was on the run, fleeing frantically, but the monstrous sense of crisis behind him did not weaken because of his speed, but became more and more intense.

If he didn't take Fang Duoduo with him, his getaway and his strength, maybe there would still be a chance to get rid of those guys, right?

"Fang Duoduo......" Thinking of this, Han Jing immediately spoke: "Do you have ......?"

What he wanted to ask was whether the Fang family had any protective treasures for Fang Duoduo!

It's just that he didn't have a chance to ask all of them!

"Ahhh......h

Thunder strikes you?

Hearing this, Han Jing's eyes lit up slightly-thunder!

At the same time, he changed the question and immediately asked, "How far is it?"

"With your speed, it will take half an hour to ......" replied, Fang Duoduo suddenly looked bitter and asked, "Do you really want to do this? Do you really want to go to the camp of the Seventh Army of the Underworld Pioneer Army......?" Even if we get rid of the five tigers behind, we will be in a wolf's den when we get there!"

It turned out that the message he gave to Han Jing was the information about the camp of the Seventh Army of the Underworld Pioneer Army - Han Jing needed a place where the warriors of the Yanhuang Continent rarely set foot, so he gave Han Jing such a place where absolutely no warriors of the Yanhuang Continent were willing to set foot lightly.

After getting this answer, Han Jing secretly continued to push his speed a little faster, and at the same time, he shot out countless knots with one hand, and a huge net of thunder immediately spawned behind him.

This is Fang Duoduo's reminder - thunder split!

Han Jing happened to have thunder, a powerful enough thunder power.

Therefore, just waiting for Han Jing to continue to rush forward for dozens of miles, bursts of thunderous and furious sounds suddenly erupted between the heavens and the earth behind him, as well as pillars of light that soared into the sky-those people actually chased so fast.

"Thousand Miles Print!"

With no choice, Han Jing could only sacrifice the Thousand Miles Seal once again - on this real continent, the Thousand Miles Seal was already the farthest teleportation magic power he could sacrifice now.

It's a pity that it was only a short time later, and a hideous roar sounded behind Han Jing again.

"Han Jing'er, you can't escape!"