Lord.

Almost the moment they heard Han Tu's words, this word appeared in everyone's minds. For a while, they were also unpredictable. But compared to women, they are more inclined to have inextricable opportunities with Han Tu, even if Han Tu is not at the lord level. But because of this, if Han Tu had really been predestined a long time ago, then no matter how hard they tried, it would be useless.

When the woman saw that the others began to hesitate, she felt bad. If they really listen to Han Tu's words, it means that they will be at an absolute disadvantage. And it will definitely be the first to be attacked by Han Tu.

What should I do? Countless words flashed through the woman's mind, but she could find an excuse suitable for this moment.

Han Tu stopped the other people's movements and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seems that there is no danger to yourself, at least for the time being. Then what needs to be done is to cause a fight between them.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Han Tu, and I am a former monk of the Dust Cutting Sect. He joined the Demon Capital half a year ago, and was deeply appreciated by the predecessors of the Demon Capital, and was awarded the title of Semi-Lord. In other words, for me, it was only a matter of time before I became a lord. ”

Speaking of this, Han Tu showed a disdainful smile, but he interpreted the arrogance with a strong background vividly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, as you have guessed......"

Before Han Tu could finish speaking, the woman was the first to interrupt his words and preemptively said: "Everyone, don't listen to his slander! Everything he says is lying to you! He ......."

Perhaps because of the rotation of feng shui, the woman wanted to continue to say a few words, but was interrupted by another one-piece strong demon cultivator: "Stinky woman, who allowed you to speak? I think you are constantly provoking the fight between us and reaping the benefits of the fisherman, right? Tell you! Lao Tzu specializes in psychic detection, Han Tu must not be lying!"

Hearing this, Han Tu snickered in his heart, and almost couldn't help but want to praise the other party a few words. After all, if such words came from his mouth, they would probably be regarded as angry. But if it comes from someone else's mouth, it's a different story.

As for the reason why the other party said that Han Tu must not be lying, it is also simple, not to mention the latter's terrifying spiritual power, just talking about his words, the other party will not find any flaws. After all, Han Tu, who has been in the world for many years, has long been talking about people and talking about ghosts.

Han Tu's words, the name is true, the original sect is true, and the time of joining is true. Only the Demon Capital senior was alluding to Tiannan, and the half-venerable level was also casually said by him. And only in this way, even if the other party really specializes in cultivating spells related to spiritual detection, it can only be useless.

"Guys, now that you've decided, why don't you listen to me?" Seeing that the situation was gradually stabilizing, Han Tu spoke again: "Just as you thought before, this magic circle is indeed using a powerful Qi Refining Period Demon Cultivator as a sacrifice, and using the Demon Seal to stimulate its spiritual sense, forcing the Immortal Cultivator to lose his mind, so that he cannot control the pure spiritual energy in his body. Finally, gathering all this aura together and injecting it into the body of the immortal cultivator, this is the method that can successfully build the foundation with 100% certainty. ”

Seriously, Han Tubian himself is about to believe it. Of course, this is mostly because he said his true thoughts half-truthfully, so he was able to succeed in one fell swoop and deceive other demon cultivators.

The handsome young man who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old said, "But in this way, won't we still be your sacrifice in the end?"

Hahahaha.

Just when the others were a little skeptical and agreed with the boy's statement, he suddenly burst out laughing with extremely exaggerated movements.

"You're really funny, do you think there is no other way for me to build a foundation?"

Han Tu's chin tilted upward, full of arrogance.

"It's boring if you don't pretend. In fact, the master wants to select a few Venerable-level servants for me, and the reward is to enable you to build a foundation. Of course, I only need two minions. ”

Speaking of this, Han Tu stuck his tongue out, and after licking his lips, he smiled evilly: "I want a man and a woman!"

Hearing this, the other nine demon cultivators subconsciously distanced themselves and looked at each other for a while, as if they were worried that the others would suddenly burst out.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot. Originally, the master also wanted me to take action at a critical time to save the two strongest people, so that they could not be used by me because they were seriously injured by cannibalism. And the reason for sending charcoal in the snow is also very simple, it is nothing more than because the people I saved will also be more loyal. What I didn't expect was that it would be destroyed by her. ”

Han Tu shook his head, looking at the woman's eyes full of pity.

"In that case. Han Tu pointed to the woman who was standing opposite him and gradually looked a little flustered: "Then I'll take in three servants, kill her, and you will be the third person." ”

His tone grew colder, and reached a point when he said the third person. And her eyes made the self-proclaimed smart and very arrogant woman like falling into an ice cave.

"The rich and the rich cannot be lewd, the poor and the lowly cannot be moved, and the mighty cannot be bent. Personally, I don't think we can kill each other because of this little profit. ”

The masculinity of this sudden voice was quite feminine, and his long turquoise hair hung down to his waist. Coupled with his handsome face that kills all beings in seconds, he can capture the hearts of others. Almost as soon as Han Tu said that he hoped that they would kill the woman, he said such words in a strange way. It's just that his actions are the exact opposite of what he says.

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure only shook slightly, and then suddenly disappeared. At the same time, the woman knew that she was powerless. In such a situation, it is no longer realistic to use words to plot against others. Now all she can rely on is herself.

Hehe.

A folding fan with a black color and only a silver trim on the edge hit the woman's shoulder. The latter did not pay much attention to the temptation of his opponent, but looked at the others with the help of his peripheral vision. When she saw that she hadn't been attacked by the group, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that the situation is not as bad as she thinks, as long as she can find the logical loopholes of the other party, then she still has a chance to "turn defeat into victory"!

But just when the woman thought so and was about to take action, she suddenly felt a chill in her chest. A white, delicate hand stained with her own blood and fragments of internal organs, passed through her chest, and stayed before her eyes.