Whether it is Pan Lin and the four of them who make the first move, or Han Yu who makes the first move, the result remains the same. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Even the demon wolf in the early stage of foundation building couldn't withstand the black pupil's move, and Han Yu wouldn't think that the defense of these four people would be stronger than that of the demon beast.

However, Han Yu was soon slapped in the face.

After eliminating the two monks of the Imperial Sword Sect, the black pupil immediately turned around and attacked Pan Lin.

The moment the black pupil appeared, Pan Lin had already reacted, took out a giant sword from the storage bag, and blocked it in front of him.

The black pupil's attack route happened to be blocked by this giant sword, and he hit it head-on.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound!

Pan Lin only felt a huge force coming from front of him, the force was extremely strong, and his body flew several meters away in the air.

"Whew~"

Pan Lin quickly stabilized his figure, only to see a small indentation appear on the surface of the giant sword.

Pan Lin's eyes were full of shock, this giant sword was a top-level magic weapon that he asked the refining master in the door to refine after he stepped into the foundation building period, it consumed countless precious materials, it was extremely sharp and hard, but he didn't expect that after being hit by the black snake in front of him, it was actually slightly deformed.

"Run!"

It's just the first confrontation that Pan Lin immediately retreated, turned around and fled!

The attack of this little black snake was too terrifying for him to resist.

"Want to run?"

Han Yu's eyes were cold, and he instructed the black pupil to continue to chase after him.

Seeing that the little black snake continued to chase after him, Pan Lin was anxious, he couldn't care about much, and he struggled to lose his cultivation, and hit several spiritual lights into the flying sword under his feet.

Among immortal cultivators, sword cultivators' attacks and speed are generally the strongest, while their defenses are much weaker.

"Whoosh!"

After the aura submerged into the flying sword, several arcs flashed on the surface of the flying sword, and the speed suddenly increased, turning Pan Lin into a long rainbow, and soon disappeared from Han Yu's field of vision.

The black pupil's short-range raid speed is very fast, but it is difficult for it to continue to pursue for a long time.

After chasing a distance, it found that the distance between this human monk and himself was getting farther and farther, and it could only fly back to Han Yu unwillingly.

"It's really ......fast," Han Yu muttered in a low voice.

For a long time, the speed of the flying sword has been a sore spot in Han Yu's heart, whether it is chasing or escaping, the speed is particularly important.

The speed of the retreat usually depends on two points, one is the grade of the magic weapon, and the other is the monk's own cultivation.

Like what Pan Lin did just now, he forcibly increased the speed of the flying sword by depleting the origin spiritual power, which can be regarded as improving his cultivation in a sense.

......

After Pan Lin fled, next, only Pan Xiuyuan was left.

He wanted to escape, but was easily stopped by Han Yu.

"Han Yu, you can't kill me, I am a member of the Pan family, and my father is a monk in the late stage of foundation building, if you kill me, my father will not let you go......" Pan Xiuyuan was obviously terrified to the extreme, so he threatened Han Yu.

"Really?" Han Yu frowned slightly.

"Yes, my father has always doted on me, and if I die, he will find out to the end. Han Yu, you let me go this time, and from now on, I promise never to provoke you again. Pan Xiuyuan said in a loud voice.

"Well, that sounds pretty good. Han Yu nodded slightly.

Pan Xiuyuan's face was filled with joy.

"But it's a pity, it's useless even if your father is the king of heaven. ”

Han Yu snapped his fingers, and the black pupil immediately understood what he meant, and swooped through Pan Xiuyuan's head, killing him before the joy on his face subsided.

"A monk in the late stage of foundation building?" Han Yu pursed his lips disdainfully.

He himself is indeed not the opponent of the monks of the foundation building period at this time, but with the existence of black pupils, Han Yu, a monk below the Dan stage, really didn't pay attention to it.

Since Pan Lin had fled, Han Yu didn't know if this guy would bring any helpers, so he quickly put away the storage bags of the three of them and left the place.

......

Half a day later, Han Yu appeared somewhere in the wilderness.

He was holding three storage bags of different colors in his hands, and his face was slightly playful.

"Compared with honest cultivation, it is really easier to make a fortune by killing people and robbing money......"

Three storage bags, each of which was bulging, were filled with all kinds of valuable spiritual materials.

It can not be seen from Pan Xiuyuan's appearance that this kid is still a rich man, and there are more than 700 lower-grade spirit stones in the storage bag alone, plus two high-level magic weapons, and some pills required for cultivation, with a total value of more than 1,000 spirit stones.

Pan Xiuyuan was majoring in wood-based exercises, and Jiang Xiaoyue also happened to be majoring in wood-based exercises, and after returning to Spirit Beast Mountain, Han Yu planned to find an opportunity to give these pills to Jiang Xiaoyue.

The other two storage bags, although one was also full of things, most of them were ordinary items, and they were only five or six hundred spirit stones.

But the storage bag of another Imperial Sword Sect monk was a bit extraordinary, and it actually gave Han Yu a feeling of winning the jackpot.

The space of this storage bag was much larger than that of ordinary Qi refining period cultivators, and it was about the same size as the ones that Li Hanchao had left for Han Yu.

Inside, the lower grade spirit stones alone were neatly filled with two boxes, Han Yu counted them carefully, a total of two thousand, each box one thousand.

Compared with this guy, Pan Xiuyuan doesn't seem to be enough.

With these spirit stones, at least before advancing to the foundation building stage, Han Yu no longer had to worry about having no money to buy fire attribute spirit materials.

However, what excites Han Yu the most was not these spirit stones, but a brand-new fire-type top-rank flying sword.

This flying sword is about a meter long, the blade is engraved with the word "Chimang", and the sword body exudes a ruby-like luster.

Top-tier attack weapon!

Han Yu was overjoyed in his heart, he had long wanted to exchange for a fire-type top-rank flying sword, but he had been delaying it because of the lack of gifts.

This top-level fire-type flying sword is estimated to have just been refined, and the aura fluctuations on it are still very strong, and since the master is dead, Han Yu easily erased the mark on it.

"Hum~"

When Han Yu began to refine, this flying sword let out a soft groan, the sound was very pleasant, and the sword body emitted a faint red light.

Looking at the crystal clear blade like a ruby, Han Yu was pleasantly surprised in his heart, and he slowly injected a piece of his own fire-based spiritual power into it.

I saw a burst of dazzling red light erupt from the flying sword, and the flying sword, which was originally only one meter long, increased in size by about three times, surrounding Han Yu's body, rotating back and forth.

"This time it's really profitable!"

Han Yu's eyes were full of joy, and he took back the top-level flying sword called Chimang into the storage bag.

In addition to the flying sword and spirit stones, this guy's storage bag also had many valuable things, such as array flags, talismans, and various precious pills and refining materials, which dazzled Han Yu to see.

But surprise is surprise, seeing so many treasures, Han Yu's brows suddenly furrowed again.