This underworld warrior, this old guy, cry!

A good hand covered his severed arm, but it couldn't stop the blood from flowing. Because he felt that he was very wronged, he was very sad and angry, and he forgot to burn the wound with his soul power to stop the bleeding, and even forgot to reduce the flow of blood with his autistic blood.

Looking at Han Jing, his small eyes did not have the previous ferocity and arrogance, and the rest were sad and sad: "You said that you play like this, tease me like this, is it fun for you?"

This......

In the face of this qiē, Han Jing was somewhat speechless, and he wanted to kill him directly with a sword.

After all, judging from Han Jing's experience, even if the Immortal Emperor Dojo is illusory after all, it can be regarded as that he has really experienced too many trials and rains and years of tempering.

Among them, he has encountered countless strong men, countless enemies, and has also killed almost all the enemies he has encountered.

There are a lot of people who have been killed, but he really hasn't seen such a guy like this - it's clear that you are following and plotting against you in the first place, why are you still bothering now?

But think about it!

After leaving the Beast Domain and the Cold Snow Realm, Han Jing's strength was only in the Second Tribulation Realm. So at that time, he was probably topped by this old man.

The old man saw that he was taking medicine from time to time, so he decided not to do it for the time being!

Even the old man at that time still had self-confidence - he should be able to defeat Han Jing in the Three Tribulations Realm. But his habitual caution made him hide all the time and chose to continue to follow Han Jing.

The result?

Han Jing is really getting weaker and weaker!

Danbao was used by the cold snow, and Han Jing fell to the threshold of the Second Tribulation Realm as a result, and almost fell to the level of the First Tribulation Realm several times.

After another period of time, Han Jing had just sent the sword spirit clone away from the deity, so his strength completely fell and stabilized in the realm of calamity......

In this way, the old man rejoiced: his prudence was right after all, and he could finally obtain a prey more easily and pleasantly.

So he struck.

So he was tragic!

......

There was still a tail behind the old man, whipped indiscriminately because of the old man's grief and indignation, and hitting a rock or other tree pole or something like that made a "thump" sound, enough to explode a qiē instantly.

On the ground behind him, most of the forked tails that had each tied a warrior were still squirming, slowly relaxing and finally letting go of the bound warrior, each struggling as if they wanted to return to the old man.

Faced with this qiē, Han Jing walked forward step by step, his soul sword flickering.

He had said that he didn't have to ask the old man any more questions, because he would come and fetch it himself, in the way of reading souls.

So he came over, and all he was preparing was to read the soul. When this is done, the old man will surely die.

The old man himself knows this.

So instinctively took half a step back, only to realize that the abrupt one-foot diameter stone pillar behind him was blocking his back path, and on the cliff wall on one side of the stone pillar, there was a depression smashed by his body, and blood was splashed everywhere.

"You, you, you......"

His eyes became more and more desperate, and there were almost signs that he was beginning to dissipate, and the sweat on the old man's head finally kept slipping down, and after mixing with the blood, he let out a loud shout: "The little one is called Rong Hong, one of the elders of the Yin Gu Sect Serving Array, ahhhhh......h What the hell are you going to ask, hurry up and ask......"

Forehead......

Stopped, and there was a black line on Han Jing's head.

What about the old guy's previous madness and the backbone he should have?

Lost to feed the dog?

But Han Jing said that he wouldn't ask again, so after a slight pause, he still walked forward slowly, and a circle of brilliant soul power had already been condensed in his other hand.

As long as he made a move, he could easily extract the soul of the current old man from his body, and then sacrifice the soul reading technique.

Seeing that Han Jing was still walking towards him, the old guy began to circle behind the side of the rock by clinging to the pillar-like rock, hiding most of his body and only revealing his head, and hurriedly said, "Wait, wait, you can also let me take some medicine!"

At this time, do you still need to take medicine?

Think about how this old man actually talks like this, or his head really should be taking medicine!

Uninteresting conversations!

Thinking of the injuries and abuse suffered by the Blue Soul at the hands of this old man, Han Jing finally stretched out a finger and pointed at the old man.

Seeing this, of course the old man knew that this was Han Jing going to make a move, so he actually knelt on the ground after taking a step, and begged urgently: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll give you all my things, I will take you to the Yin Gu Sect, I ......"

Hey?

He said that the Yin Gu Sect?

Han Jing's hand slowly lowered.

Seeing this action, the old man named Rong Hong seemed to be sure of something, and hurriedly knelt down three or four steps forward, and said: "Now whether it is a Terran martial artist or a martial artist of my underworld, they all want to break into the Yin Gu Sect, but if they don't have the five magic staffs, they can't enter at all, and no one can enter!"

"Can you?" looked at him, Han Jing asked and began to wait for an answer.

As long as the answer is not what he wants, he will kill.

"Of course, of course, the younger one is the elder of the Yin Gu Sect, so he has been baptized by the sect master's special soul power, and he has the qualifications to enter and exit the Yin Gu Sect at will......! Only I can get in and out without being able to collect all five staffs!"

Five?

Thinking of the civil strife in the five departments, Han Jing seemed to understand something: the reason why the five departments would swallow and kill each other was to gather the five magic staffs, and if someone disagreed, it was naturally only a battle!

Thinking of this, Han Jing knew that he couldn't collect all the five magic staffs, so he could only give Rong Hong a chance for the time being: "This is your last chance!"

When the words fell, I saw the sharp edge of Yan Huang's sword scabbard "Ancient Divine Beast Seal" flashing, and Rong Hong was immediately swallowed directly by a vast and surging force......

"Suzaku Messenger, this person is useful, don't kill it for the time being!"

......

The more than 300 warriors were still alive, and none of them died.

But although they were alive, they were all seriously injured, and some of them had their hands and feet cut off, and even if they could survive in the end, they could only live with their crippled bodies rather than death.

In such a comparison, the scarred blue soul actually belongs to the category of slightly better.

With the Yanhuang Qi, soul power, and the best and most suitable pills, she was delivered to the Blue Soul, and it took more than half an hour before she woke up weakly.

Only then did he see Han Jing clearly, and the blue soul immediately struggled to get up, but finally he was powerless: "Brother...... I ......"

Gently stretching out his hand to control the blue soul, Han Jing shook his head to signal that she didn't need to speak in a hurry, and at the same time continued to send a steady stream of soul power and Yanhuang qi that was purer than soul power and comparable to creation into Lan Soul's body: "Yiqiē, I'll talk about it later!"

Just waiting for Han Jing to help the Blue Soul enter the state of breathing, several martial artists around struggled to stand up slowly.

They also received the best elixir that Han Jing had refined, and the effect was naturally better than that of ordinary elixirs.

"In the Yellow Wood Map of the Lower Liang Kingdom, thank you for saving your life!"

The first person took the lead in clenching his fists and bowing three times, and then continued to ask gratefully: "I don't know...... If I can return to the Liang Kingdom, I will order my descendants to worship Your Excellency from generation to generation to thank you!"

"Not necessarily!"