The sun is in full bloom, thanks to Han Song's renovated inn high-rise building, this remote side courtyard is rarely a little shaded, Tianjizi looked at the wolf spirit that was beaten bloodstained by Hu Ping, and his flesh hurt.

"Useless waste!"

Tianjizi snorted coldly, and with a distant grip of his palm, the big dog left and exploded, turning into bundles of milky white spiritual light.

Putting all the aura back into the sword body, Tianjizi fell in front of Hu Ping, and said sadly: "Anyway, the old man is also the ancestor of your cultivation, and it is really not appropriate to deign to do such a big thing to bully the small, but there is no way, who makes you kid have no eyesight, and you don't know how to look at the master when you beat the dog." ”

Hu Ping's eyes were cold, this soul who couldn't see the depth, his tone was big enough, but he didn't know, and he would be able to move his hands for a while.

In a city far away from here, the closed disciple of this merchant patriarch used to be a complete murderer, especially the so-called seniors on the path of torture.

With the short blade in his hand, Hu Ping smiled cruelly: "Old thing, I hope you can still have such confidence in a while." ”

When Tianjizi heard this, he was not angry, his eyebrows and eyes were full of mockery, his body flew out almost against the ground, and a three-foot sword was condensed with aura in his hand.

"Good time!"

Hu Ping pressed down heavily with both hands, the short blade was taken off, his mouth opened slightly, and a huge suction force came out of his mouth.

"Old cook, what kind of road is this?" Cao Yan stretched out his hand and poked the red-robed old man beside him.

The old cook frowned, stared at the two guys with long and narrow eyes, shook his head and said: "It's okay to say that Hu Ping is okay, it looks like an evil way technique in the extreme west, as for the old man, I can't see through it." ”

"How can a merchant accept a person from the evil way?" Cao Yan was puzzled, although the business house has always been independent of the good and evil ways, but after all, nearly ninety percent of the people who deal with it are righteous sects, so accepting an evil monk in such a grand manner is not afraid of causing an impact?

"Why?" the old cook sneered and said disdainfully: "Then Han Lin himself is not a clean product, not to mention that the water in a trading house is very deep, what can it hold in black and white?"

Hearing this, Cao Yan fixed his eyes and looked down, and with the operation of Hu Ping's technique, a blood mist rose from the huge dragon's body.

Tianjizi suddenly stopped his figure, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered: "Acting so arrogantly, do you really think that your cheap master can't get out?"

Han Lin, who was sitting on the top of the hall, had a smile on his face, and his eyes quietly glanced somewhere.

Chen Sheng sneered at the corner of his mouth, and mocked in his heart: "Elder Han, it seems that you, a closed disciple, are not as obedient as you think." ”

Han Lin couldn't hide the anger on his face, and the forces below who had been talking happily immediately stopped talking, looked up at the white-haired old man, and were silent.

Raising his hand and gently exposing it on the table, Chen Sheng's eyes slowly opened, his gaze swept across the audience like a sharp sword, and said casually: "Old Han Yuan, your people don't seem to be very well-behaved. ”

When the words fell, there was a loud noise in the backyard, and Hu Ping, whose mouth was wide open, fell to the ground, the evil Jiao raised its head, and its pupils did not hide its killing intent at all, and the dragon claws slowly grabbed the guy on the ground who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The depths of Han Lin's eyes were full of brilliance, he was able to possess such a spiritual dragon species in the Jindan realm, and the purity of the bloodline in his body was absolutely extraordinary, and it was unknown whether he would be able to live for several more years if he was about to die.

Thinking of this, Han Lin slowly spoke: "The old man has some things that need to be dealt with urgently, Han Song." ”

"The disciple is here!" Han Song hurriedly walked out, his face full of joy.

"Treat all of you well. Han Lin gave a look that both of them understood, and his figure dissipated into the hall.

Chen Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, didn't bother to look at the smug Han Song, and walked out step by step.

Han Song looked at the thin back of the young man, his eyes were extremely complicated, and after a while, his expression became resolute again, and he sat on the first seat.

"Ladies and gentlemen, why don't we talk about the affairs of the city?"

Han Song is open and honest, compared to Han Lin's hidden knife, a junior like him is just more suitable to pierce that layer of window paper.

Almost instantly, all the heads of forces had a feeling of eating flies, for no other reason, the young man sitting on the high place really regarded himself as the one who guided the country.

With a few fluttering words, he tried to get involved in almost all the business in the city, and wanted to build the entire city into a floating cloud street for the Han family.

Even Han Zheng, the head of the Han family, had a slightly ugly face, his eyes looked coldly at Han Song, who had a tough attitude, and his knuckles turned white.

When Han Lin arrived in the backyard, he saw the evil Jiao covered in golden scales and raised his head to spit out water transport.

Chen Sheng's body flashed in front of Han Lin, and he frowned: "Elder Han doesn't seem to be very glorious with such a method, right?"

Han Lin's expression was so calm that he was almost indifferent, he took out a bulging Qiankun bag from his arms and threw it on the ground, and said indifferently: "There are 500,000 spirit stones here, and it is enough to buy a hybrid dragon." ”

After that, Han Lin's footsteps moved lightly, and he was about to cross Chen Sheng.

The Tianjizi at the bottom reached out and took the Qiankun bag in his hand, and swallowed it in his stomach.

Chen Sheng stretched out his long sword and said with a light smile: "Elder Han is playing tricks on Chen, take an empty Qiankun bag to deceive me." ”

Han Lin's footsteps paused slightly, he lowered his head and looked deeply at Tianjizi, where the old god was there, and then at Chen Sheng, who had a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his desire for dragon blood was finally suppressed by anger, and he shouted coldly: "Chen Xiaoyou, is it intentional to tease Han Lin?"

Chen Sheng shook his head, and his tone was like a Nine Shadows Cold Pool: "Elder Han said that I laughed, I just abide by the rules of a trading house, and the transaction is fair and voluntary, I don't know if Elder Han still remembers these two items." ”

Han Lin's palms slowly closed, and the murderous intent on his face was also restrained, and then he said with a smile: "Han Mou is a little happy when he sees the hunt, but he almost broke the rules, and I hope Chen Xiaoyou will not take it to heart." ”

Looking at this smiling old fox, Chen Sheng's grip on the sword was slightly relieved, and he seemed to relax his heartstrings.

Seeing Chen Sheng like this, Han Lin smiled even more, took out another Qiankun bag, and said with a smile: "Fang is my rudeness, the old man is willing to add another 500,000, just ask Chen Xiaoyou to exchange this dragon for the old man." ”

Millions of lower-grade spirit stones are almost a sky-high price, and in the records of a trading house that can be examined, there was once only a remnant of a dragon that failed to turn into a dragon and sold it at such a sky-high price.

A trace of hesitation flashed on Chen Sheng's face, and he frowned at the dragon body that was prostrate on the ground, trembling with fear from Han Lin's coercion.

Han Lin stepped out and chased after him: "If Xiaoyou is willing, the old man can turn a blind eye to the woman mentioned in Han Song's letter, and will help block the news." ”

"Okay, Elder Han is really magnificent. Chen Sheng leaned sideways with his sword and made way for him, but there was obviously a little struggle and pain on his face.

Tianjizi muttered in his heart: "What a boy with a bad stomach!"

Chen Sheng, who had heard these words in his ears, smiled and squinted at Han Lin's back slowly approaching the evil Jiao.

In the center of Jiaolong's body, Lingyun held the slender jade hand of Shui Ling in one hand, and a dragon-shaped small sword was condensed in front of him.

"Good baby, with your old man, I can live for another ten years, and then I want to look at those guys who are looking forward to the early death of the old man day and night, how to have a wonderful expression. ”

His eyes were blazing and he touched the sharp dragon scales, Han Lin's entire body almost trembled, and he was about to sit down cross-legged after determining the blood and qi of the dragon body.

At the moment when Han Lin closed his eyes, Chen Sheng shouted in his heart: "Do it!"

The fairy sword in his hand lightning came out of the sheath, and the dragon spirit rhyme wrapped the water spirit with dragon qi, stabbing out from the body of the condensed blood and qi, and the two swords swept forward and backward towards Han Lin's vital point.

The golden sword light flashed, and the spirit and water spirit fell in front of the old cook, and almost at the same time, a powerful aura rose from all over the inn.

Han Lin was pierced through his heart and lungs by a sword from his back, and he clapped his hands with a strong breath, coughed lightly a few times, and then smiled cruelly: "Chen Xiaoyou's deep scheming, so bold." ”

Chen Sheng was knocked back a few steps, his wrist shook away the blood stains on the sword body, and said indifferently: "It's a pity that Han Yuanlao escaped with his life, and he was playing a big game of chess in vain." ”

Han Lin raised his leg and kicked the disciple who was lying on the corpse, and as the dragon body dissipated, the dragon blood scurrying in his body also decreased a little, and he should not be in a coma now.

Hu Ping got up suddenly, faced Han Lin's cold gaze, raised his hand and tore off his sleeves, revealing an inky black line on his arm, and said in an indifferent tone: "Please master lift the ban for the disciple." ”

"Are you threatening me?" Han Lin's eyes narrowed, he knew that this disciple was a white-eyed wolf, from the first time they met, Hu Ping tried to kill such a high-ranking and powerful high-ranking person as him, and after Han Lin suppressed him with absolute strength, he planted the most vicious prohibition to control it.

Chen Sheng held his sword in both hands, prepared for the conflict between the master and apprentice that would break out at any time, and the scabbard lightly tapped the ground three times.

Tianjizi turned his head and drilled into the sword, and then a huge array was spread throughout the inn, and even the masters of the hall felt this coercion.

Han Lin raised his head, looked at the slowly rotating formation patterns in the air, and finally made up his mind, took out a pill and pinched it in half, threw half of it to Hu Ping, and said indifferently: "After today, I will give you the remaining half." ”

Hu Ping nodded slightly, and the fingers of his right hand connected the intersection of several major meridians around his body, and his cultivation began to climb.

Chen Sheng was dumbfounded, and watched with his own eyes that this Hu Ping's breath fell steadily on the half-step Yuanying, and the half of the pill in his fingers was cautiously put into his arms.

Han Lin's face was calm, and he pointed at Chen Sheng and said, "This seat will give you another chance, hand over that beast, swallow this Heart-devouring Pill again, and serve my Han family for a hundred years, and you will not die." ”

Chen Sheng lifted the sword body, and his eyes played with taste: "Han Yuan Lao Mo is not joking, you are just the end of the strong crossbow now, the empty shell-like Yuan Infant cultivation, can you afford it?"

As soon as these words came out, Han Lin's face immediately changed, as Chen Sheng said, he should have run out of longevity almost five years ago, and forcibly relied on the identity of the patriarch to detain a dragon corpse to refine blood and prolong life, and it was precisely because of this secret matter that the firm paid a lot of price, so that the high-level leaders unanimously decided to expel Han Lin from the firm.

"Hu Ping, not yet?" Han Lin wiped the blood from his chest with the back of his hand and shouted coldly.

The figures of the master and apprentice flew through the air, leaving behind the remnants of the Dao, like ghostly bodies.

The sword body in the center of the formation trembled slightly, and a golden thunderbolt slashed down, directly taking Hu Ping, who was now half-step Yuanying.

Tianjizi sat in the center of the skyline array, flicking the flow runes with his fingers, and using his means to help the old cook and Cao Yan.

As for the old and young hiding in a corner, they watched with relish.

The old man muttered from time to time: "I can't see it, this Han Lin's cultivation has regressed a lot, and he is becoming more and more familiar with the ruthless technique in one hand." ”

The young Pei Fei was worried, looking at Chen Sheng, who was besieged by Han Lin and Hu Ping.

A golden-armored giant condensed on his back, and the blade of the sword in Chen Sheng's hand was raised high, and then slashed down, his gaze was not Han Lin, but Hu Ping, who was restrained everywhere on the side, cooperating with the thunder in the sky.

One slashed Hu Ping from the air, and Tianjizi hurriedly raised his hand and restrained it for a moment with the power of the entire killing array.

Han Lin frowned slightly, his heart was full of murderous intent, he didn't expect this closed disciple to be so vicious.

Hu Ping's move is clearly to stand by and watch, if Han Lin can gain the upper hand, he doesn't mind being able to reach the water dogs, but once Han Lin falls into the disadvantage, Hu Ping, the apprentice, will only need to save him, it is best to get the life-saving pill when Han Lin is dying, and he will not be controlled by others.

Chen Sheng knew it in his heart, but he was happy to let Hu Ping stay out of the matter, after all, the combat power of a half-step infant was not so easy to ignore.

A sharp sword light stabbed out from his abdomen, and a large ball of blood spurted out of Hu Ping's mouth, and he stood up strongly, his breath languishing to the extreme.

Scolding angrily from the bottom of his heart, Han Lin's attack became more and more ruthless, the previous sword was not seriously injured due to his timely reaction, and now only by quickly cleaning up Chen Sheng can he have a chance to regain control of the situation.

"Chen Xiaoyou, the old man wants you to know that it is by no means a smart thing to calculate a Yuanying Monk like this. ”

Han Lin gathered his hands together, exhaled a cloud of turbid qi from his mouth, and quickly condensed several figures in the air, each of which had a golden pill realm.

Chen Sheng laughed: "Elder Han is really desperate, your already crumbling Yuan Infant can still withstand a wisp of distraction?"

"I don't have to worry about this, no matter what the price is paid tonight, the old man has to swallow the dragon. Han Lin sneered, and clicked into several clones with the Yuan Ying Divine Soul, and a few more Jindan peak combat power immediately appeared on his side.

"Elder Han is really willing to ......" Chen Sheng shook his head slightly, then his eyes were slightly cold, and Lang smiled: "Since this is the case, you can't hide it in the future." ”

As soon as the words fell, the aura in Chen Sheng's body surged, and the sword light in his hand gradually became dazzling.

"Dao Jianhua!"

The silk thread of sword qi flickered, and Chen Sheng stepped on a golden pill clone under him, raised his head and said with a smile: "Elder Han, I have conceded." ”

Staring at the clone that slowly dissipated at Chen Sheng's feet, Han Lin's face became hideous, you must know that now he is a candle in the wind, and Chen Sheng's hand can be said to be the bottom of the kettle.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the distance of the inn, Chen Sheng looked over and found that Lao Tzu had stuck a short blade in his chest, and a guard from a trading house sneered.

It was the young man hiding in the corner who made this exclamation, and the old man next to him was full of helplessness: "That old guy is not so easy to die, what are you yelling about?"

Pei Fei turned his head, pointed at the old man, and then pointed at the old cook below, and asked, "Which of you two is the old guy?"

The old man looked down, and then he saw that the old cook below had changed into clean clothes, and after taking care of his beard, he looked very energetic.

The young man smiled, looking at the old man with a frozen face, and a mocking look in his eyes.

The old man glanced left and right, and silently struck out a finger force, knocking the old cook who had been stabbed to the ground, only to be hit in the back again, and a big red robe was torn open, revealing the tattered clothes inside.

Seeing this scene, Chen Sheng couldn't help but laugh, shook his head with tears and laughter, and saw Han Lin's movements out of the corner of his eye, and immediately gathered his mind.

There was a sudden thunder on the top, it turned out that the machine had recovered from the laughter that day, and in addition to spending most of his energy taking care of Cao Yan and the others, he was about to condense a killing move.

The dignified killing array was all about doing some trivial things, which made this self-proclaimed old man quite dissatisfied.

The heads of the families in the hall on the second floor of the inn were sitting in danger at the moment, not daring to make any movements, and they could really feel a murderous intention, and they always paid attention to this side.

Han Lin couldn't care about these people, and while searching for the dragon with his mind, he condensed the spell to kill the move.

"Where did you get that beast?" asked Han Lin in a sinister voice after several fruitless searches.

Chen Sheng shrugged his shoulders, raised the tip of his sword slightly, and said with a smile: "As long as you can kill me, that dragon will appear." ”

Han Lin sneered: "A dignified human race cultivator, it is really worth risking for a lowly breed animal?"

"It's useless to talk more, the grievances between you and me are not just a dragon. ”

Muttering to himself, the sword light in Chen Sheng's hand broke through the air, and every blow missed or collided with Han Lin, leaving a few broken silk threads on the ground.

Hu Ping, who was almost an outsider, stared at the sword wire under his feet, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, the true yuan in his body quietly flowed, and the blood qi at the sword in his abdomen stopped overflowing.

With Jin Dan's late cultivation as a hard collision with Han Lin, Chen Sheng suffered a lot, but fortunately, this Yuanying monk was not physically strong, and after dozens of collisions, Chen Sheng fell to the ground, and black blood flowed from the corners of his face and mouth.

Han Lin said with a cruel smile: "To be able to fight with the old man to this extent, your talent is indeed very strong, but if this is the only way, then this seat has to announce that your life will be gone today." ”

Chen Sheng raised his hand to wipe the blood from his face, and said with a smile: "Of course it's not all. ”

Immediately, the blade of the sword in Chen Sheng's hand touched the ground and called softly: "Sword up!"

Countless scattered sword wires rose from the ground, and then connected into pale silver wire nets, which actually covered the entire backyard.

"This is your last resort?" Han Lin's eyes were cold, and he really felt the killing intent on the sword qi silk line.

Chen Sheng stood with his sword on his hand, his eyes were bright and dazzling, and he grinned: "Chen Sheng, Covering the Sun Peak, please Han Lin of the Han family to die!"

"Look for death!" After taking back all the clones, Han Lin's momentum climbed to the top, and at the cost of the few remaining longevity yuan, he regained his heyday strength.

The palm of his hand stretched out far away, and Han Lin's figure dissipated and solidified in the air, avoiding the threads of sword qi.