Han Hao lifted the emperor's collar and walked out of the hall as if carrying a package. Outside the hall, Han Bin's white clothes were already dyed red with blood everywhere, and at this time, a silver spear had already seen decline, and it was not as fast and powerful as before. The palace guards sent out layer by layer to surround Han Bin in a semicircle, with guns and halberds like a forest and swords like waves.

Before the encirclement, four red Gang Breaking Crossbows were aimed at Han Bin, and from time to time they sent out a Gang Breaking Arrow. The arrows made of iron and wood brought a sharp sound of breaking the air, shooting directly at Han Bin, Han Bin was separated by a shot, and the arrows flew into the crowd, and more than a dozen guards fell immediately. Although separated from the broken arrows, Han Bin's palm holding the gun was a little trembling, obviously unable to support it for too long.

Han Hao roared, and his voice was mixed with a strong aura that rippled throughout the palace: "The emperor is in my hands, who dares to act rashly?"

A third-grade guard reacted first, turned his head to look at Han Hao, and after seeing clearly who the humanoid garbage with a blue nose and swollen face in Han Hao's hand was, he hurriedly said: "It's the emperor, the emperor has been held hostage, stop it!"

The guards all stopped attacking, and if the emperor died at the hands of the assassins for his own reasons, he would definitely be guilty of a great crime of the Nine Clans.

Han Bin saw that the person in Han Hao's hand was wearing a yellow robe, and knew that it was the emperor, so he flew over and kicked it up, causing the emperor to howl like a pig. Swallowing a Qi Rejuvenation Pill and a Healing Pill, a smile rippled at the corner of Han Bin's mouth: "I've found this guy, what should I do next?"

Han Hao asked, "How much aura do you still have?"

"Twenty percent. Han Bin raised his eyebrows and spoke.

Han Hao suddenly frowned, he still had a sense of aura at this time, and he and Han Bin were both injured a lot, and their qi was sluggish, if they forcibly broke through, they would definitely be more than lucky.

If it was in its heyday, it would naturally be quite easy to get out, but at this time, the aura was insufficient, and there were four broken crossbows on the ground, and the chances of breaking out of the encirclement were slim.

A leader-like three-rank martial artist held a knife and said loudly: "Let go of the emperor, and you will be captured." ”

Han Hao sneered, lowered his head and said to the emperor, "Let them put down their weapons and smash the broken crossbow." After speaking, without waiting for the emperor to react, he crushed one of his fingers.

The emperor howled out in pain: "Put down your weapons and smash the broken crossbow, hurry up." ”

The guards all looked at each other, and the leader of the three grades clenched his teeth, hesitated for a while, threw down the steel knife, and smashed his fist on the broken crossbow frame, which received a heavy blow and shattered into pieces. When the rest of the guards saw this, they also smashed the crossbow frame and threw down their weapons.

Han Hao withdrew his wing blood and took out a dagger against the emperor's neck, and the emperor's eyes were staring at the knife, for fear that Han Hao's hand would shake and pull a hole in his neck.

Han Hao and Han Bin walked forward slowly, and the guards all made a move, staring at the two of them vigilantly.

Taking a deep breath, as soon as Han Hao pulled the dagger, a blood mark appeared on the emperor's neck, in order to prevent him from dying, another dark energy was injected, and the dark energy exploded in the heart, and in a slight sound, the emperor's heart was blown into pieces, and he couldn't die anymore.

The two of them stomped on the ground with their feet, swept into the sky at great speed, and ran wildly for their lives. The three third-rank martial artists behind him were also surging with true qi, following closely behind.

Han Hao frantically mobilized the aura in his body, borrowed his strength as soon as he landed in Sanli, raised his body again, swept forward again, and at the same time frantically refined the second-grade Huiqi Pill in his abdomen. Han Bin didn't have any worries in a short period of time, he still had two true qi, and if he just flew by, he could hold on for a while.

The two of them rushed out of the city, and the three guards followed closely behind. Fortunately, it was late at night, otherwise those who had some insight would have dropped their jaws to the ground in surprise, why did the best masters in this palace run after these two people?

This kind of wild running continued for a quarter of an hour, and the rain finally stopped, and the two of them flew faster. But Han Hao gradually felt that his aura was a little exhausted, and his speed slowly slowed down.

Han Bin was a little anxious, but there was nothing he could do, with the current situation of the two of them, it was already extremely dangerous for the last third-rank martial artist, let alone three?

Han Hao was a little regretful, if Han Bin could pass on some of his aura, then he would be able to hold on for a while, however, at the beginning, Han Yue passed on his aura because both of them were cultivating the kamikaze heart method and could pass on the aura to each other, and Ling Yunzi passed on his aura to help him get out of the ruins, also because both of them practiced the true method of one qi. He was different from Han Bin's exercises, once his aura entered Han Hao's qi sea, Han Hao only had the Lingyuan disordered qi sea to be abolished.

Han Hao recalled his experience in the past year of cultivation, the corners of his mouth were a little upturned, he had killed the Dog Emperor, avenged the dead Han family, and killed the blood massacre in Quanzhou and saved so many people.

Thinking of the blood massacre, Han Hao suddenly became excited, there was a way to survive!

"Quick, self-styled hearing, I have a way to get out!" Han Hao said excitedly to Han Bin.

Han Bin frowned and looked at Han Hao, hesitated, and connected his fingers to seal his ears.

Han Hao took out the blood butcher knife and reached out to pull the purple gold little bell. What connects the purple gold bell is an ordinary copper ring, which falls as soon as it is pulled. Han Hao put away the Blood Butcher Knife and held the purple gold bell in his hand. With the ups and downs of the body, bursts of melodious jingle sounds slowly came out, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark night.

Han Hao looked back while grazing, and only after five miles of grazing, the three pursuers fell to the ground one by one, never to jump again.

Han Hao pulled the corner of Han Bin's clothes, and dropped his figure, Han Bin also dropped his figure, unlocked the acupuncture points in his ears, his hearing recovered, and said eagerly: "Have you run out of spiritual energy?" ”

Han Hao said with a smile: "They fell. ”

Han Bin was puzzled, "What's going on?"

Han Hao shook the small purple gold bell in his hand and explained, "The sound made by this bell can make people unconsciously slow down the flow of spiritual energy until they can't use it at all. They were tricked, and now they are estimated to be paralyzed on the ground and can't get up at all. ”

Han Bin smiled happily: "Haha, so we survived! What is the palace, we can enter and exit whenever we want!"

Han Hao said: "Let's hurry up and recover some aura." Han Bin nodded, and the two sat down cross-legged, meditating to gather qi and restore the aura consumed by the night battle.

The aura around him was torn apart by an invisible force, and the rich aura formed a faint white mist, which penetrated into the mouths and noses of the two people, turning into the purest aura and returning to the sea of qi. Even if the two of them are gathering qi, they are shrouded in qi around them, and any wind and grass around them will know clearly.

The sky is getting brighter, the east has a white fish belly, and a round of red sun is rising from the sky. Han Hao first gathered his aura, stood up, and a powerful force flowed through his body.

Stepping on the ground, leaving a deep pit on the ground, he turned around and swept two miles, and saw that the three third-rank martial artists were still in place, and the true qi in their bodies flowed slowly, obviously the effect of the purple gold little bell had not been completely lifted.

"Tsk, this purple gold bell is really a good thing. I was amazed in my heart, and then I fell into shape.

The soles of their feet landed on the ground and made a small sound, but the three martial artists quickly woke up from their meditative state and looked at Han Hao with frightened eyes. They can't exert their true qi now, and they have no chance of winning against a first-grade monk or a six-year-old child against an adult.

Han Hao sneered gloomily, causing the three martial artists to widen their eyes and slowly retreat. Han Hao's body was in a hurry, and one person kicked the three of them to the ground. Damn, I chased the young master all night, and the young master didn't reward you for eating.

As for killing them, Han Hao didn't have this idea at all, he wasn't a murderer, killing one less person was one person if it wasn't necessary. Now even if they recover their cultivation, they are not his opponents, and there is no need to pass the killer.

Han Hao swept back to Han Bin, Han Bin was also full of aura, his eyelids trembled, and he slowly opened them. Han Hao casually pulled a dog's tail grass in his hand, and said in his mouth: "The revenge has been avenged, what are your plans?"

Han Bin said with a smile: "Go to the Beisha Empire, a neighbor of the North Wind Empire, to have a look, I heard that there are a lot of masters who use guns there, and I want to see it." What about you?"

"Grandpa Feng still needs me to find the Immortal Pill, I first want to go to the Black Wind Forest to cultivate, break through to the first grade to the Earth Immortal Realm, and then make plans. After speaking, Han Hao took out a shabby book and stuffed it to Han Bin.

Han Bin stretched out his hand to take it, and the four characters of Cold Spring Marksmanship on the cover shone brightly under the rising sun. Han Bin was stunned for a moment, then put away the gun spectrum: "Then I'm not hypocritical, let's leave it at that." ”

Han Hao nodded, and the two released their qi and swept in two different directions.