Volume 3: "The Road to Cultivation" Chapter 128: Your people, I deserve to kill.

"Four phases and five elements, Nanli is respected, fire is respected, Yan is respected, worship Yan decides!"

Zhang Yu slapped the ground and slapped it with one palm, bringing the flames and shining light, turning all this place into a sea of fire and burning it.

"Well, well, now you just have to look at those places and find problems, and that's it. ”

Han Lin looked at the surroundings that turned into a sea of fire and burned up, and said.

After that, a group of four people in brown robes also made a decision with their own fingers, resisting the blazing heat in the ground. The force they belong to is the Nanli Zhu family, which is proud of fire and fire, and although they are not descendants of the Nanli Zhu family, they also have some exercises about fire, which can slightly resist the invasion of flames on themselves.

Although they did not know how to break the king's formation. But...... If it is just to set himself on fire and force out the king, it is not impossible.

"Fire. The king frowned slightly at the simmering flames that were constantly rushing on the ground. With a slight cold snort, Wang He also grew a thin piece of ice from his feet to resist the flames.

"If I'm trying to keep the flames at bay and keep the illusion going...... Then my aura should only last for one stick of incense. ”

The king had seen the slightest flame rushing above the earth at his feet, and he could judge it by just looking at it. It's not a good situation with him. After all...... He still didn't know how many people were still there, such as the brown-robed monk and others, and how many opponents had not yet appeared.

"If I keep grinding like this......"

The king looked gloomy and muttered to himself. He doesn't have much time, and if his spiritual power is exhausted, then he will be completely transformed into a lamb to the slaughter. It's like a chopping block of fish, you can't resist completely.

When the words fell, the king jumped out in one step, leaping into the air and coming to a high place.

"Kill one first, one-on-three......"

The king looked at the three people on the ground, his eyes were calm, and he did not panic in the slightest, but only calmly analyzed what he should do next.

First, a few crossbow arrows shot out of the air, and a few pieces of cold light shot out. The cold light at the tip of the arrow seemed to be a vast moonlight, shuttling through the air without the slightest sound. It is a hidden weapon crossbow machine with strict typing technology in Tianding Gate, its structure is special, accompanied by a unique crossbow arrow, its rate of fire can break through the sound barrier in an instant, and ordinary monks can't hear the sound of the crossbow arrow passing through the air.

The crossbow bolt passed through the air, shooting silently, and when the crossbow bolt was pressing, it also brought ripples of blood, and the blood spread in one place fell in all directions.

But the king only frowned slightly. Although the blood flowers were swaying, the three crossbow arrows did not kill a single person. The three bolts he had fired before were all aimed at one person...... Han Lin. He has to solve it first, this is the most calm and difficult opponent to deal with.

"Damn, that kid moved, he's in mid-air!"

Han Lin covered his arms and said in pain. He had hidden a shield in his robe, and that was how he was able to save his life.

Although the rate of fire of the crossbow bolt is very fast, Han Lin's cultivation is not weak, and he has the cultivation of the Tuo Haijing Gate realm, and when he found the crossbow bolt in front of him, he also used his shield to block it. But he was also pierced by three crossbow arrows, along with his shield and arms, and was completely pierced, as he looked...... Presumably if you don't deal with it. Then one of his hands will be abolished in a short time.

"Didn't you kill it? The king was in mid-air, muttering to himself. When the words fell, another iron cable shook the air, and the chain iron rope that seemed to be like a giant python attacked with blood droplets, and smashed towards the four people again.

"Well, guys, help me resist, quick!"

When Han Lin saw the many arrows coming, he also reacted immediately, the king wanted to kill himself, and hurriedly shouted loudly.

Now that one of his arms is damaged, it is obviously impossible for him to completely resist this move. The iron rope was in the air, even if it was about to be smashed down, and it was only three zhang away from his Heavenly Spirit skull, and this distance was ...... It was only a moment for the king's speed.

Seeing this, a brown-robed monk also hurriedly threw the flying sword in his hand, and the three flying swords broke through the air, shuttled through the void, and turned into three long rainbows. The collision of gold and iron caused a bang. And the blood droplets also stagnated for it. No longer

Chop.

"Saved? Han Lin had palpitations in his heart, and a few drops of cold sweat flowed.

The previous crossbow bolts were coated with venom, and the moment he was hit by the arrow, his venom was already decaying to the point that his whole body was paralyzed and eroded, and he could not move.

It's just that...... Before Han Lin could catch his breath, a snow-white flying sword broke through the air, ignoring the three flying swords in the air, and slashed at his head.

This kid, he actually has a magic weapon!!

The three of them were shocked when they saw the snow-white flying sword that pierced through the air, and said in shock. The high price of the magic weapon has led to many monks not being able to afford it.

Although the three people in the brown robe also have some assets, none of them have the magic weapon of the land. This has a lot to do with their birth. Although they were born to the Zhu family in the south, they are not from their clan...... Rather, he was born in this world as the following people.

Therefore, even though their cultivation is not weak, they ...... However, the magic weapon of the earth is not something that can be randomly assigned to them in the clan. But the king ...... But it's different. He can be said to be the proud son of the entire Tiandingmen, and his father can almost mobilize almost all the money in the sect, so no matter what the king is, he is not lacking at all.

Whether it's exercises, formations, pills, or "consumables" like bows and crossbows...... It also includes the magic weapon of the earth, and it is also completely complete.

The three of them saw the flying sword slashed away, and they were also suddenly shocked for a while. Although they all hurriedly turned their flying swords in an attempt to stop them. But in addition to the quality of the magic weapon, it is too far behind. In just a moment, the king's flying sword far surpassed theirs, and he slashed the man's head straight away.

"Four phases and five elements, Nanli is respected, fire is respected, Yan is respected, worship Yan decides!"

"Four phases and five elements, Nanli is respected, fire is respected, fire is respected, fire is respected, wood is tribute, and the flame is decided!"

"Four phases and five elements, Nanli is respected, fire is respected, fire is respected, fire is respected, gold is tribute, and the flame is decided!"

Seeing this, the three of them immediately quickly pinched their fingers and thought about it, and shot a fireball in the direction of their flying sword, a burning wood, and a burning gold, and chased straight after the flying sword. But...... It's just that their speed is too slow, and when they finish reciting the decision in their mouths, the flying sword is already about to cut off, and the head of Han Lin is chopped off.

Han Lin closed his eyes with fear, as if he was deeply aware of his fate. No longer resisting resistance, but quietly waiting for death to come. He didn't talk about clever calculations in his life, but he also lived smartly. He was born in a family of middle-class and low-level miscellaneous servants, and after unremitting cultivation efforts, he was able to ascend to Penglai and follow Zhu Guanyong to Penglai, and became a pro-protector of the cultivation and status.

And it's just ...... All of this may disappear with the slash of that sword.

"Are you worthy to kill my people?"

With a cold snort, it resounded through the void and resounded all around, and two blazing battle axes slashed out of the air, knocking their flying swords away. Gold and iron collided, and the sound of clanging resounded, screaming in all directions.

It was a cold voice, a voice with anger. And the owner of its voice...... It was also the Zhu Guanyong who was unconscious before!

Zhu Guanyong stood in the midst of a raging fire. Although he seemed to be just skinny and skinny, the look in his eyes and the anger in his eyes were completely revealed, no longer with the slightest hesitation. The flames rang out, roaring and roaring, the flames of wrath turned into his garments, and the fire of noise turned into his blades.

"Young master!"

"Young master!"

"Young master!"

When the three people in brown robes saw this, they immediately rejoiced in the past and saw Zhu Guanyong who was in a flame. Said excitedly.

Before that, in order to protect Zhu Guanyong, they had been distracted, so they couldn't fight seriously. But...... Now, it's okay. In the past, they all left behind the killer moves, and did not save Han Lin before. And the reason for it is not because of others, but only because of ...... If Han Lin died, then nothing would have happened to them.

And if, if Zhu Guanyong, who is the young master, dies...... Then what awaits them is to be exterminated!!

"Hmph, have you woken up? Wang Leng snorted, and also received blood drops

Flying swords. I saw Zhu Guanyong who was in a flame. Nanli Zhu's family, it was a strange family, and Wang had also heard of it. But he didn't expect that he would be beheaded and crushed with mud pills, but he could still recover completely in such a short time.

"Young master......" Han Lin looked at Zhu Guanyong who was in a sea of flames with gratitude and admiration, and said excitedly.

"Okay, don't say more, wait until I kill this man, kill this kid. It's not too late. ”

Zhu Guanyong snorted coldly, and he stepped forward and walked towards the king.

One step fell, swept through the flames and eight desolations, and the flames swept away. Two steps forward, all the fires around him rushed together, hustle and bustle, shouting endlessly. And when its third step is out...... The endless flames around him are boiling and manic for it. He was like a king in the flames, subjugating all the fires of the eight directions!

Wang frowned, also snorted coldly, didn't say much, threw away the blood droplets, and no longer slashed at Han Lin, but slashed straight towards Zhu Guanyong.

The iron rope shook the air, and the blade was slashed away, slashing towards the Zhu Guanyong. But Zhu Guanyong was only slightly surprised in his heart, why this blood droplet, in his eyes, seemed to have suddenly slowed down. Before, he remembered clearly, this drop of blood, but it had never been so slow.

But however, he didn't think much about it, Zhu Guanyong just took out an axe from the empty stone ring again, and easily slapped its blood droplets away with an axe.

"But so, you're too slow to do it. With your kind of cultivation, the person who tries to kill me in vain is simply a fool's dream!"

Zhu Guanyong sneered, as if he thought that he might be a great cultivator, so he also said arrogantly.

When Wang heard this, he couldn't help but sneer, and he also straightened the snow-patterned iron cable in his hand with both hands. The iron rope pulled, but Zou Ran instantly. Behind Zhu Guanyong, there was also a desolate scream.

"What, how is that possible!" the screams rang out, followed by the shocked voices of the three brown-robed people on the side.

The iron rope swayed, and the roulette wheel of the blood drops was also transformed into a turn, and two flying sickles flew out of it. One of them, after being knocked off by Zhu Guanyong, did split Han Lin's Heavenly Spirit Face Door with a single blow of the flying sickle. Split Han Lin to death......

"Young master beware!" When the three of them saw that Han Lin was killed, they also hurriedly roared and shouted.

When Zhu Guanyong heard the screams, he couldn't help but hurriedly look down, but he also saw that Han Lin died tragically under Fei Lian's knife. Even before the anger in his eyes appeared for a moment, the anger in his eyes that had not yet fully manifested immediately turned into fear. He saw...... And that flying scythe, it was straight towards him. It seems that he wants to be like the one who chopped Han Lin to death, and chopped him to death!!

The scythe swinged, slashed through the void, slashed through the flames, swept the land, the flames were no longer raging and noisy, and the flames were no longer boiling and dancing. And it was just split by its flying sickle, swept by the swift wind, and split and cleaved alive!

Zhu Guanyong had seen the flying sickle, where did he dare to take care of it so much? How could he dare to resist the enemy with his body? He hurriedly took two axes in a panic and slashed them hard, and the gold and iron intersected, causing a loud sound to resound in all directions. But...... The tomahawk was split open by its scythe, and one of his arms was slashed off by its scythe.

Although he was not dead, his abdomen was also torn by the wind blade carried by the flying sickle, and the blood cement intestines were all over the place.

"I'm sorry to disturb your 'touching' meeting. I'm going to tell you something......"

The king sneered and withdrew the two blood-stained flyers and the blood-droplet roulette. Zhu Guanyong did it, and said mockingly.

"Bastard thing!" Zhu Guanyong covered his broken belly, half-knelt on the ground, gritted his teeth and said hatefully.

He didn't expect that Wang Wanran would hurt him again and kill Han Lin in this way of sneak attack. And this ...... It was also like a slap, slapping him heavily and hitting him in the face, humiliating him angrily.

But this is only limited to the present, and now he can barely keep his sanity. But in the next moment...... He was the king of the quilt, and the angry three-corpse god jumped violently, and he was furious.

"Your people, I deserve to kill. And you, kill if I want. ”