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"Uh......" Mo Ran pretended to be thoughtful, and said with a wicked smile: "This is a first-line canyon, monsters are criss-crossed, and there are many dangers, if you two die here, I'm afraid no one will know that we did it, right?" It's a pity that you're a little beauty, and I'm really a little reluctant to destroy flowers." ”

"If you want to kill, kill it, why is there so much nonsense!" Zhou Lan said coldly.

"Have backbone, Zhou Lan, do you know, this young master likes your arrogance!

At the sound of an order, the five followers immediately moved, and shot together, three of them grabbed Zhou Han, and two grabbed Zhou Lan.

It was also at this moment that a purple light flashed on Zhou Han's body, and the speed around him suddenly slowed down, he hurriedly turned around, hugged a princess, picked up Zhou Lan, and followed him like a shadow, flashed five people, and quickly ran towards the outside of the forest.

Everything was just in the blink of an eye, and when Mo Ran and the others came back to their senses, they saw that Zhou Han was already ten meters away, and without saying much, they rushed up and chased after them.

The speed was too fast just now, even the person concerned, Zhou Lan, didn't understand what was going on, but Zhou Han hugged her and bumped, pulling the injured internal organs, and involuntarily spit out a mouthful of blood.

Looking at her haggard appearance, Zhou Han was a little distressed, he looked back while running, those five people are okay to say, but this ink dye, there is a second-layer cultivation of gathering qi, and it is a matter of time before he catches up with him.

Thinking of this, Zhou Han's speed increased again, and his body was fully opened.

With a few swishing sounds of breaking the sky, Zhou Han's divine thoughts keenly caught the flying sword, he dodged to avoid it, and continued to run wildly.

"No, if this continues, you and I will die, you let me down and escape by myself. Zhou Lan endured the pain in his body and said with difficulty.

Zhou Han ignored him and jumped back and forth outside the forest, dodging the attacks behind him while continuing to escape.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly flashed on the side of the woods in front of him, and he pounced straight up, Zhou Han's speed was too fast, he couldn't avoid it, and he was pounced.

With a muffled bang, Zhou Han fell to the ground with Zhou Lan in his arms, he blocked his body behind him, his back hit a stone, and he grinned in pain, as for Zhou Lan, it seemed that he had also been hit and had fallen into a coma.

Before he came back to his senses, the sound of breaking the air appeared again, a fist fell with a bang, Zhou Han hurriedly turned over and dodged, put Zhou Lan on the ground, and at the same time lay down on his back, and kicked the person in the abdomen, boom, Zhou Han felt like he had kicked on the iron plate, his right leg hurt, and the figure also kicked and kicked and withdrew.

When he turned over and got up, the pursuers had arrived, Mo Ran stopped with a gloomy face, and the five people also blocked Zhou Han's way.

Compared with the six people who dyed the ink just now, there is actually one more person!

Zhou Han looked at the man, he was stunned, and looked at the person in surprise, it was Wu Liang!

It's just that Wu Liang at this moment is no longer Wu Liang, the position of the joints of his body is wrapped in some iron sheets, half of his face is also wrapped in iron sheets, and there are traces of stitches everywhere on his body.

When he landed, an uncontrollable anger rose from his heart, Zhou Han turned his head suddenly, glared at the ink dye in front of him, and roared: "You killed Wu Liang!"

"Hmm, I didn't think you knew my puppet, his name was Wu Liang? Hmph, I didn't kill him, and when I found him, he was already dead. Mo Ran laughed softly: "Don't worry, after you die, I will also turn you into him like this, and following me is your greatest gift." ”

Originally, Zhou Han only planned to find a way to escape, but after seeing Wu Liang's appearance, he planned to kill them with ink!

The five of them rushed up together, Zhou Han dodged sideways, and the Hundred Birds Body Refining Skill came out, and the Mo family disciple who rushed first was slapped on the chest by Zhou Han with a palm, vomiting blood and withdrawing.

At the same time, Zhou Han was short, avoiding the fists coming from behind him, and after getting up again, he slapped his palms on the back of the heads of the two of them, and after the muffled sound, the two of them lay on the ground and didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

The remaining two also pounced from the side, Zhou Han took a step back again, deftly avoided the attack of the two, took advantage of the situation to pull the arms of the two, pulled inward, and knocked the two together, bleeding from the mouth and nose.

With a simple contact, the five people were all beaten down by Zhou Han, and the ink-dyed brows were tightly locked, and there was some surprise, these five people were all elite disciples in the hall, so vulnerable?

The disciple of the Zhou family in front of him, but the cultivation of the fifth layer of contemplation, actually has an advantage in one against five, and it doesn't seem to be simple.

The last two who fell down were just about to struggle to get up, but under Zhou Han's two hand knives, they also fainted, he stood up again, glared at Mo Ran angrily and asked, "Who killed Wu Liang!"

Mo Ran didn't answer at all, and waved his hand at Wu Liang.

Kicking and kicking a few steps in a row, Wu Liang got close to Zhou Han, and his fist hit the tiger.

Wu Liang was already a puppet, although the attack was very strong, but the speed was not fast, and Zhou Han could easily avoid it.

With a bang, Zhou Han threw a punch and smashed it on Wu Liang's chest wrapped in the iron armor, and after knocking it back again, he left a fist mark on the iron armor.

But Wu Liang didn't feel any pain, he only knew how to attack, and strode again, continuing to fight with Zhou Han, at this moment, Mo Ran also raised his hands, and the churning true qi in his palms gathered into two qi blades, and shot towards Zhou Han at a tricky angle.

The air blade tore through the air at an extremely fast speed, and Zhou Han could only dodge it, but even so, his shoulder was still slashed by the air blade, and blood splattered everywhere.

"Hundred birds and phoenixes!"

Zhou Han's eyes glared fiercely, his figure flickered, and he bombarded out with his fists, bombarding Wu Liang with all his might.

After a few breaths, after the fist fight, the iron armor on Wu Liang's body was densely covered with fist marks, especially the last punch, which broke the iron bone connecting Wu Liang's backbone, and also made Wu Liang unable to support his body, and fell to the ground, and the sound of gears clicking and turning came from his body.

Zhou Han glanced sideways at the puppet Wu Liang, looked up at Mo Ran striding away, and at the same time asked again from his throat: "Who killed Wu Liang!"

"You kid, I'm satisfied!"

Mo Ran laughed, and with a move in his right hand, a magic weapon-level mountain opening axe was held in his hand.

Even if Zhou Han showed his strength, Mo Ran still didn't take Zhou Han seriously, in his opinion, Zhou Han was more suitable for puppet materials than Wu Liang, and after killing him, he would make a puppet, so that he would have a greater grasp of the Mo family's four halls of martial arts!

Mo Ran never answered Zhou Han's question, which made Zhou Han's heart angry, his right arm shook, his heart moved, and the king of a thousand catties appeared in his hand and strode forward.

"Spirit Weapon!"

Mo Ran also saw the Qianjin Wang Jue for the first time, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even thicker, no wonder Zhou Han was so powerful, it turned out to be an organic fate and the rest.

However, as long as he kills Zhou Han, he can not only improve the level of the puppet, but also get this spiritual weapon, which is simply a gift from heaven.