Although the battle situation was urgent, Fang Ling couldn't help but smile because of the little mink's vivid expression, this guy didn't need words at all, all his thoughts were written on his little face.

With a smile, Fang Ling's heart moved, and he stretched out his hand to point towards his ear.

Han Juzheng obviously understood his intentions, and smiled lightly: "It's useless to seal the ear acupoints, the immortal's soul bell is not so easy to deal with, unless you can seal all five senses, otherwise, it is still the immortal's caged bird!"

Although Fang Ling didn't know if Han Ju was bluffing or not, he still hit the acupuncture point on the side of his ear, blocked his hearing, and then shouted: "Little mink!"

The little mink immediately understood Fang Ling's intentions and squirted out a bunch of seeds.

Han Juzheng didn't want to be surrounded by plants, and as soon as he jumped up, the moment the seeds evolved into plants, they had already fallen to a place twenty zhang away.

Before his feet were steady, Fang Ling had already pounced on him, and the battle knife slammed up, spewing out a fiery sword qi.

Cultivating the true method, although his cultivation has not reached the realm of melting qi, Fang Ling has already mastered the art of sword qi, and the sword qi that condenses its strong strength bursts out like a flame, rushing straight at Han Juzheng.

"Knife gas? Han Juzheng grinned, and the soul bell in his hand was gently raised, and the bell swayed crisply, as if summoning spirits.

Fang Ling couldn't hear the sound of the bell, but he suddenly saw that the sword qi disappeared under Han Juzheng's brush, and then suddenly, the sword qi that was dispersed turned into more than a dozen golden sword qi, which sprayed towards him instead.

Hallucination!

Fang Ling immediately judged that this was an illusion created by the other party in his consciousness, and immediately abandoned the idea of dodging and rushed straight over.

However, when the first knife qi slashed across his face, it did not disappear as Fang Ling imagined, but instead left a knife mark on his cheek, and the stinging sensation caused by the wound surprised Fang Ling, and at the same time, he immediately reacted and swung the knife straight away.

It's just that even though he reacted very quickly, his body was still hit by several sword qi, and at the same time, he was swept out by the huge true energy and rolled to the floor.

Fang Ling opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, he was injured by such a big shock, and the acupuncture points in his ears were naturally untied, he struggled to stand up, his arms, feet and chest were already covered in five foot-long scars, and he was covered in blood.

Han Juzheng smiled playfully: "Young man, it's up to you whether it's an illusion or reality, you think it's an illusion, but it's true, you think it's real, but it may be an illusion, until now, do you still think you have a chance to win?"

Fang Ling looked at the wounds on his body and grinned, "Even if you are really a great immortal, I believe that I have a chance of winning." It's Han Daxian that you have to worry, if the blood on my body runs out, I'm afraid that the refining of the Heavenly Scepter will be affected. ”

This said, Han Juzheng just remembered the matter, he was busy playing with Fang Ling just now, and he was quite heavy, this refining of the heart scepter, the blood sacrifice vessel is the most important part, once the first blood sacrifice is the blood of the young man, then the second time must be too, otherwise, the power of the heart scepter will be greatly reduced!

His face turned cold, and he said with a gloomy smile: "Young man, you reminded you very right, then, I will solve you with one move!"