Han Zhiyu stood up with his hands on the ground and said, "If I say it, can you give me a way out?"

"What do you think?"

"I can tell you the whole story. ”

Wen Ping was unmoved, and said with a smile: "At such an age, don't be so naïve when you speak." You know, I don't say you're going to die, it's just that you can definitely die a little more comfortably. ”

Han Zhiyu closed his eyes, as if accepting this fact, "You come here, I'll tell you." ”

Wen Ping didn't hesitate, he walked over directly, and when the two of them were only two steps away, Han Zhiyu suddenly changed his appearance, the whole person became extremely crazy, and his expression was also hideous.

"Kill my nephew, then leave your life here. ”

Bang!

A crisp sound came.

Next to Han Zhiyu's left fist, a blue circle of light exuded its unique and fierce aura. In the blue aperture, a smaller aperture, and a blue point of light are floating up and down along the large blue aperture.

Each up and down was accompanied by a faint humming sound—it was the sound of the veins trembling.

The moment Han Zhiyu's vein gate opened, a lot of blue streamers suddenly appeared from heaven and earth, and they converged on Han Zhiyu's vein gate like a tide.

It was at this moment that Han Zhiyu's fist struck at Wen Ping, with a triumphant smile on the corner of his mouth.

Two steps away, just a few steps away!

At such a close distance, Han Zhiyu was 100% sure of killing a monk who was not in the Xuan Realm.

Han Zhiyu said with a smile at the same time, "Boy, you are still too young, the old man is not a body refining realm!"

Seeing this, Han Zhiyu suddenly chuckled in his heart.

Because when he saw Wen Ping who was close at hand, he actually showed a weird smile.

But at this time, he could only continue to punch, and just as he was about to hit Wen Ping's chest, his smile instantly froze.

Because a white bony hand suddenly grabbed his wrist, causing his fist to stop abruptly, just a finger's distance from Wen Ping, even if it was a little further, his fist was a little faster, and the plan was successful.

"How could it be so fast!" he had nothing left but horror in his heart now.

At such a close distance, he wanted to kill a body refining cultivator in the Xuan Realm, and his fist was actually caught.

The stab deprived him of his best counter-attacking opportunity.

"Impossible! How could the old man lose to a little self-starless sect. ”

Han Zhiyu immediately shouted angrily, the blue veins trembled, and the whole person once again erupted with a terrifying momentum, sweeping across the range of 100 meters, and the blue veins frantically poured into his veins from heaven and earth.

Bang!

A vibrating sound resounded through the sky.

The blue streamer also illuminated half of Yunlan Mountain.

Han Zhiyu gathered his pulse, concentrated all his strength, and kicked it out fiercely, accompanied by a shout: "Boy, and you monster, you all give the old man to die." ”

Bang!

The white waves of air and blue streamers instantly dispersed in all directions.

When the streamer disappeared, the picture of the Evil Spirit Knight standing in front of Wen Ping was still standing without moving.

And Han Zhiyu's kick, which gathered all his strength, failed to shake the evil spirit rider in the slightest.

"What!"

Han Zhiyu's whole person is not good.

His foot is enough to level a small hill, right?

He had imagined the power of this monster, but he had never imagined that this monster would be unshakable.

Seeing this scene, he didn't have the courage to do it again, because he wasn't stupid, how could he not understand that the monster in front of him was not comparable to him at all. His kick, no one in the same realm would dare to take it like this.

The only thing that can be followed is that there is no other possibility except for the middle realm of the Xuan, or even the upper realm of the Xuan.

And in these two realms, there is no one who can not kill him casually.

After taking a few steps back, Han Zhiyu shook his head and let out a voice of disbelief in doubt, "Impossible, how can it be in a small starless sect with such a strong strength." ”

Ghost Rider was now dusting his shoulders with his hands, as if he were dusting off the dust, only the skeleton's mouth was wide open, and he let out a cold, smug laugh.

Jie –

As soon as the Evil Ghost Rider stretched out his hand, he took off the reddish iron chain from his waist, and directly waved it a few times, sweeping towards Han Zhiyu.

Seeing this, Han Zhiyu couldn't care about anything, his pulse trembled again, and the whole person burst out!

Escaping is now Han Zhiyu's only thought.

He had to live to tell the young master that this Immortal Sect had guardians from the Middle Realm and even the Upper Realm.

If you want wood quicksand, you can only send stronger people.

But at this moment, Han Zhiyu, who had been running out for dozens of meters in an instant, suddenly heard a voice in his ear.

It was Wen Ping's voice.

"A thousand layers are one!"

When he heard this voice, Han Zhiyu watched the chain suddenly wrap around him, and when he turned around, he saw Wen Ping, who was only three meters away from him, but he had obviously run far away.

I couldn't help but scold angrily, "What kind of ghost stone steps is this!"

Click!

The sound of chains tightening was heard.

Han Zhiyu screamed in pain, and the blue veins closed directly at this moment, and the blue streamer attached to his body also disappeared. Before he could change his expression, one of Ghost Rider's hands had lifted him up directly. The bone-only face was laughing next to his cheek.

Han Zhiyu endured the pain and shouted angrily: "Boy, if you kill the old man if you have a kind, then you will wait to bear the wrath of the Extreme Realm Mountain!"

"Stubborn. ”

Wen Ping didn't pay any attention to Han Zhiyu's stubborn thoughts, and let the Evil Ghost Rider "embrace" it. Turning his head, he looked at Li He on the side, Li He was not in such a good mood as Han Zhiyu.

Facing a monster who unilaterally tortured and killed the second uncle who opened the vein, the last line of defense in his heart was shattered, and when he saw Wen Ping's gaze fall on him, he immediately responded.

"I said, I'll say everything. ”

"You!"

When Han Zhiyu heard Li He's voice, his eyes widened like bull's eyes in anger, and as soon as he moved, he was grabbed by the Evil Spirit Knight again.

Wen Ping walked up to Li He and said, "Say what I want to know and give you a good time." ”

Li He hurriedly spoke, "Because of the wood quicksand in your hand, this thing is what our young master of the Extreme Realm Mountain, Han Wen, needs." ”

"Go on. ”

"Wood quicksand is a rare treasure and a necessary thing to make a whirlpool. After taking the golden shuttle leaves, the young master will only need wood quicksand. Therefore, he will definitely come to the Immortal Sect, and he will definitely find a way to get back the ...... of Mu Quicksand."

Li He quickly said everything he knew, and Han Zhiyu on the side shouted angrily.

Swirl Diagram!

When Wen Ping heard these three words, his eyes suddenly flashed, and then he fell into an excited mood.

Similarly, when Li He finished speaking, Han Zhiyu struggled violently, and shouted angrily, not caring that the chain became tighter and tighter, and the scorching temperature would melt the flesh.

"Shut up!"