"Not good!"

Before Zhuo Wennan's voice fell, he saw the figure behind him open his mouth, and a three-inch-long narrow golden sword light erupted from his mouth, like lightning cutting through the sky and shooting straight into his lower abdomen.

Whew!

Without the protection of the spiritual power shield, Zhuo Wennan didn't react, and a huge blood hole was instantly pierced into his lower abdomen, and the internal organs were clearly visible, which was very terrifying.

"Damn it!"

Zhuo Wennan smelled the breath of death, he didn't dare to have any reservations, he directly burned the essence blood, his body accelerated and twisted an angle, he stretched out his hand and hit his abdomen a few times, hastily stopped the blood, and flew out desperately.

He had already sensed a few waves of fluctuation in the distance, all of them were monks he had seen in the past few days, as long as he insisted on flying over there, his life would be saved.

Thundered!

The sky in front of him suddenly darkened strangely, Zhuo Wennan felt a thrill in his heart, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he quickly turned around and flew to the side.

But before he could fly a few meters away, there was a sudden thunderstorm, and a crimson thunder snake swam out of the dark sky, and hit Zhuo Wennan's back head-on with a fiery aura of destruction, directly blasting it down from mid-air.

Not far away, the gray figure in mid-air pursued the victory, and a gray long knife in his hand was raised high, entraining a bend of turquoise knife flames, like a bend of blue moon falling to the ground, splitting the wind and breaking through the air, whistling away.

Swish!

A large head flew up, blood gushing out of the headless corpse in mid-air, spilling down like rain, bewitching and weird.

Before the corpse could hit the ground, the figure was like a whirlwind, looting on it, and the low-level spirit weapon-level purple gold coil dragon stick was also directly stuffed into the storage ring on his finger.

In less than ten breaths, kill a monk in the middle of the foundation building.

Syllable!

At the moment when Zhuo Wennan's wide-eyed head fell to the ground, a fist-sized fireball descended from the sky and ignited it, and not far away, a charred corpse was also burning with bright flames.

Whoa!

In a moment, several bolts of different colors shot from the sky and landed straight to the ground, revealing one of their angry faces.

"Zhuo Daoyou...... It turned out to be ......"

"Bastard!"

"Damn it!"

"Don't punish this guy, swear not to be a man!"

The face of the monk was red, and there was anger, solemnity, and even a trace of fear in his eyes.

Hurry, too fast!

From Zhuo Wennan's request for help to their arrival, there was an interval of less than three minutes between a monk in the middle stage of foundation building was actually killed.

And he was killed by a seriously injured demon cultivator who was searching for him with all his might!

It's a slap in the face!

Hit them in the face of the monks in the north of the country of Hakuun!

"What's going on......"

In the distance, several rainbow lights swept by, and the landing revealed several figures, all of which were Zhuji monks who were searching nearby, and because they were far away, they did not arrive at the first time.

"Zhuo Daoyou was killed by Lin Han, the devil, and he was killed in less than three minutes, and we didn't even see the back of the thief!"

Leader, a white-haired old woman in the late stage of foundation building said with a gloomy face. She has a good personal relationship with Zhuo Wennan, and she is also the head of a small sect near the Fudong Mountain Range.

Among the next few people, a middle-aged monk who exuded the aura of the early stage of foundation building shrank slightly, and then quickly pretended to be indifferent.

"Who is it? who is impersonating me, damn it, if I catch ......"

The middle-aged monk's heart fluctuated violently, and suddenly, his right arm trembled slightly, and when he raised his hand, he saw that the flesh and blood in his palm were like being ploughed by earthworms, rolling and wriggling, which was terrifying.

"Zhang Yuanhao!"

A scarlet blood light suddenly burst out in the middle-aged man's eyes, and then quickly converged, but the aura around his body fluctuated faintly.

"Li Daoyou, what's wrong with you......?"

As if sensing the fluctuation of the middle-aged monk's aura, a young monk in light armor beside him asked a little strangely.

"I didn't ...... It's okay, I just thought, this Lin Han was seriously injured, and he could kill Zhuo Daoyou so quickly, how terrifying would it be if it was in his heyday?" The middle-aged man smiled reluctantly, lowered his head slightly, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

In fact, he is the Lin Han that everyone is looking for.

As early as ten days ago, he did not hesitate to use the secret method to burn essence blood, break free from the shackles, and escaped with serious injuries after killing three foundation building monks, and he himself also fell to a small realm.

But he didn't hesitate, fought hard, and found a small sect nearby, in which there was only one monk from the early stage of foundation building. He did not hesitate to use a hole card to silently kill the foundation building realm named Li Dongwei, and then devoured his blood, used magic skills to suck his soul, plundered his memory, and turned into his form to recuperate in that small sect.

But I didn't expect that there was a real person who was good at divination and made a move on him, and forcibly calculated his whereabouts through the crushing of cultivation, if it weren't for the life-saving thing of the Blood River Demon Sect on his body, which disturbed the heavenly machine, his whereabouts would have been exposed at this moment.

Jiuyun Valley's wanted warrant for him also came down quickly, and the foundation of the nearby Qianli Territory was moved, and several of Li Dongwei's old friends came to invite him to search for Lin Han's whereabouts together, he was afraid of revealing his feet, so he had no choice but to agree.

According to Lin Han's plan, as long as he recovers his five successes, he will directly flee from the Jiuyun Kingdom. In the past ten days, he has swallowed a lot of pills, and his strength is slowly recovering, if it weren't for the fact that his demonic skills are getting stronger and stronger, maybe he will attack and kill the Zhuji monks and use their blood to recover.

"Zhang Yuanhao, I guessed that it was him......" Lin Han's middle-aged man's face was gloomy as water, and his heart fluctuated, "Sure enough, it is a tiger returning to the mountain, and there will be endless troubles, I knew that I would kill him when I fought against the Blood River Demon Skill!"

"Guys, it's not a way to go on like this!"

Among the crowd, the white-haired old woman spoke. Her surname is Xu Weihong, and she is an old antique who has lived for more than 300 years, and she has the highest rank among everyone.

"Zhuo Daoyou is the pinnacle of the middle stage of foundation building, and he can calmly go through two hundred moves with me, let alone escape, but in the hands of that devil, he will not last more than three minutes before being killed, if it is replaced by me, I am afraid that it will be half a catty and eight taels!"

"Senior Xu is right!"

"I've got to figure out a solution!"

Everyone also felt the problem and responded one after another.

"In this way, there are a total of thirteen people present, and they can be divided into four groups, each group ensures that there is one late foundation building or two middle foundation building, each group is responsible for a large area, and the distance between members must be kept within ten miles, so that support can arrive in time......" Xu Weihong's shriveled lips opened and closed.