Han Yun frowned slightly, he seemed to have heard some legend, in the northeast of the Snow River, someone is in a hurry at night, and he will meet a weasel to ask for directions, if he answers correctly, he can get blessings, if he answers wrong, he will die in Huangquan.

The weasel asked him just now whether the other party looked like a human or an immortal, and Han Yun was about to answer.

His answer was......

Answer a fart.

What the hell?

Han Yun turned the horse's head, ready to bypass the two corpses on the ground, and continued to hurry, if this guy left, then he would be fine, if he dared to make trouble again, he didn't mind slaughtering this weasel.

However, the weasel's gaze remained fixed on him, and as he walked around, the weasel slowly turned around.

"I ask you, am I like a human or like an immortal?"

The weasel spoke again, its voice hoarse, its tone eerie, and a dark aura coming out, as if it was about to make a move.

Han Yun grabbed the reins, Tianma stopped, he was already impatient, Mo said that he was not afraid of trouble when he killed this weasel because the dark wind was high this night, just because the other party was a demon clan, he didn't have any psychological burden to kill.

Since ancient times, demons have not stood apart, and the blood feud between the two sides has reached thousands of years, for the human race, demon beasts are only divided into those that can be tamed for their own use, and the enemy.

Han Yun was steady after all, and before he made a move, he first swept his divine sense around to see if anyone was nearby.

It doesn't matter if you check this one, there really is a person in the woods.

The person was a woman, with a graceful posture and a good face, wearing a mink shirt and leggings, and a pair of long legs that were as straight as chopsticks, and she was looking at Han Yun with a sneer.

"If Your Excellency doesn't come out again, then I will kill you, a weasel."

Hearing this, the woman performed light skills and glided out and landed in front of Han Yun.

Han Yun felt the fluctuations of the other party's internal force, and he was a sixth-rank if he died.

"It's quite keen, I've restrained my breath, and I can still be discovered by you."

A wicked smile hung on the woman's cold countenance.

"Your Excellency is here late at night, and you let that weasel stop you, why are you doing it?"

Han Yun said expressionlessly.

"It's nothing, it's just that the road is uneven and pulls out a knife to help, I hate this kind of robbery the most in my life, see one and kill another."

"Oh, thank you."

Han Yun nodded, hit the horse and walked forward.

When the woman saw that Han Yun was leaving, her pretty face was full of astonishment, and she hurriedly stretched out her arms and stood in the middle of the road to stop Han Yun.

"Hey, I saved you, just say thank you?"

"And what else do you want?"

"It's nothing, in Xia He 18, I ask you to borrow some money to spend."

Hearing this, Han Yun sneered,

"I don't seem to know you, why should I lend you money?"

"Because I saved you."

"Just two little thieves, I need you to save me?"

"That'...... You just say whether to give money or not, don't force me to do it, otherwise I won't have good fruit to eat. ”

He Eighteen pinched his waist and looked at Han Yun proudly.

"Didn't you just say that you hate the people who rob the road the most? Why are you doing this now? ”

Han Yun didn't have a good impression of the double-standard dog in front of him.

"That's different, I'm borrowing, they're robbing."

"Oh? Then you still haven't paid it back? ”

"Why should I pay back the money I borrowed by my ability?"

"That's not borrowing."

Hearing this, a murderous intent appeared in He Eighteen's eyes,

"Hmph, I don't know what to do, if you don't leave to live, kill you, and the money on your body will naturally be mine."

Han Yun was the most afraid of trouble, and he was also the most reluctant to cause trouble, but if everyone stepped on his face, and it was in the wilderness in the middle of the night, and he was completely sure that he could defeat the other party, he didn't mind cutting the grass and eradicating the roots.

Well, Han Yun needs so many prerequisites to make a move.

He Eighteen had an extra short knife in his hand, and with his toes touching the ground, he rose into the air and killed Han Yun.

Han Yun sat on the horse's back without moving, raised his right hand, poured spiritual energy into the horse whip in his hand, and whipped towards He Eighteen and One Whip.

"Ah!!h

He Eighteen, who was still in mid-air, was suddenly hit by a whip, and a light flashed on her body, and then she screamed and fell to the ground heavily.

"You're so strong!"

He Eighteen quickly got up and looked at Han Yun vigilantly.

Han Yun was also a little surprised, although he only used five points of force with the whip just now, it was enough to whip this sixth-grade martial artist to death, the other party was not dead, I think what kind of talisman was that light just now.

"Hmph, no matter how strong you are, you still have to die today!"

He Eighteen sneered and sang loudly,

"When the sun sets, it's dark, and every house closes its door......

Please Wong Tai Sin to get up!! ”

As she spoke, the weasel next to her swooped onto her back, and then turned into a ray of light and entered the other's head.

He Eighteen's aura suddenly became strong, and Han Yun also saw the other party's path.

Snow River Witch God Cult!

Out of the horse fairy!

The other party is from the Witch God Sect, one of the seven decent forces, which further strengthens Han Yun's idea of cutting the grass and eradicating the root cause and never suffering in the future, if the other party escapes, maybe how many masters of the Witch God Sect will be called for revenge.

For the witch god to teach out the horse immortals, Han Yun also happened to have the means of restraint.

Han Yun had an extra soul suppression talisman in his hand, shook his hand and put it on the whip, and then whipped it towards He Eighteen.

He Eighteen swung her knife at Han Yun again, she was extremely fast, but no matter how fast she was, she couldn't beat Han Yun's whip.

The soul suppression talisman was drawn to He Eighteen's body impartially, and then, the soul suppression talisman burned rapidly, and He Eighteen also screamed and fell again.

The soul suppression talisman forced Huang Tai Sin out, and Huang Tai Sin turned into a phantom and disappeared in the screams.

"You can actually kill Wong Tai Sin!"

This time, He Eighteen's voice was no longer arrogant, but became terrified and trembling.

She knew that she was no match for the young man in front of her.

He Eighteen got up and fled, but Han Yun's steady personality, how could she be allowed to escape.

The whip in Han Yun's hand flicked again, and a whip was whipped on He Eighteen's buttocks.

He 18 screamed again, and fell to the ground, she didn't dare to turn back, and she was about to get up and run away.

Han Yun snorted coldly, and the whip in his hand swung quickly, whipping on He Eighteen's back and hips, and with only three whips, he directly whipped He Eighteen to death.

He Eighteen's strength is actually not weak, he is already a six-rank powerhouse at a young age, and there is such a means as inviting immortals to come up, and it is Tianjiao wherever he puts it.

It's a pity that she met Han Yun, whose strength can crush her, and Han Yun also happens to have the means to restrain spiritual objects.

After killing He Eighteen neatly, a wisp of samadhi true fire appeared in Han Yun's palm, intending to destroy the corpse.