Without receiving the spirit stone handed over by Han Shi, Sun Jian looked straight at Han Shi, was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Brother Han, this animal skin is not for sale." ”

Han Shi's face changed slightly, he didn't speak, and the atmosphere seemed a little dignified.

Sun Jian smiled slightly, and gently threw the animal skin towards Han Shi, and was grabbed by Han Shi, "Although I don't sell this animal skin, I can give it to Brother Han, but I have one thing, I hope Brother Han will do it for me." ”

"What?"

"Help me kill someone?" Sun Jian's tone was slightly hurried, and his eyes were burning.

Han Shi didn't move his expression and said, "Who is it?"

"This person's name is Zishan, he is a monk of the City Lord's Mansion, the peak cultivation of Yuan Dan in the later period, I have a huge difference in strength with this person, several ambushes, all failed, but he was seriously injured, if he didn't see the situation well, he retreated early, I am afraid that he would die on the spot, if Brother Han can kill this person for me, this animal skin will be regarded as a thing to be sent to Brother Han. Sun Jian's tone gradually calmed down, but the chill in his eyes became thicker and thicker.

Glancing at Sun Jian, Han Shi was a little sure in his heart, this person was cultivated in the middle of Yuan Dan, and there were still a few knots in his body, obviously the injury had not healed, and what this person said was still credible.

In fact, with Han Shi's cultivation, he could forcibly take away the animal skin, and I believe that this Sun Jian is also helpless, but that is not what Han Shi wants.

"Brother Sun gave this animal skin to Zaixia, if he can't kill the Purple Mountain if he can't kill it, what will Brother Sun do?" Han Shi showed an expression that seemed to be smiling.

Sun Jian shook his head, his eyes revealing firmness, "Although my strength is low, I am confident that the people I know in these eyes will never look away, if Brother Han is really out of reach, then I can only blame myself for not being human, and I can't blame Brother Han." ”

Han Shi was silent for a while, and asked, "What grievances does Brother Sun have with that Purple Mountain?"

"Don't hide it from Brother Han, my father died in the hands of this person, but as a son of man, I can't hate my father, I feel ashamed, and today I have to meet Brother Han to see hope.

On the same day, there were rumors in Changhai City that Brother Han killed Zhao Zhigang under the palm of his hand within two styles, and Zhao Zhigang's cultivation had reached the peak of the middle of the Yuan Dan, and the rumors were true.

After Sun Jian finished speaking, his eyes looked at Han Shi's eyes like a sword, wanting to see some clues from them, for a long time, Sun Jian sighed in his heart, and retracted his gaze, Han Shi's eyes only saw calm, and he couldn't even detect a trace of fluctuation.

If it was someone else, Han Shi was still reluctant to make a move easily, but that Zishan was the person he would kill, even if Sun Jian didn't ask for it, Han Shi would make a move at the right time.

Sun Jian lowered his head and thought for a long time, and after sighing lightly, a faint smile appeared on his face, "Brother Han, this matter is not well thought out, if there is any rudeness, please forgive me, I shouldn't confuse these two things, the animal skin and Brother Han are given, it is not an exchange."

Killing the Purple Mountain is Brother Han's wish, and not killing the Purple Mountain is also Brother Han's wish, and it has nothing to do with the animal skin, whether it is killed or not, this animal skin will be given to Brother Han. The smile on Sun Jian's face was sincere.

This Han Shi obviously only has the middle stage of Yuan Dan's cultivation, but the feeling he gives him is not only incomprehensible, just with the sense of danger of palpitations just now, he is still above the city advocate Mu Bai, and it is also a friendship, instead of giving the animal skin to the head of the Yun family, it is better to gamble to win the favor of this Han Shi, it is also a gamble, he can feel an indescribable confidence in Han Shi.

Han Shi didn't speak, but there was a hint of a smile in his eyes, put the animal skin into the storage bag, arched his hand towards Sun Jian, and the figure suddenly disappeared from Sun Jian.

Sun Jian stood still for a long time, but his eyes gradually brightened as Han Shi suddenly disappeared, and he muttered to himself, "Teleportation......"

......

Under the high platform, a two-hundred-zhang square circle array was slowly rotating, and a pair of yin and yang fish in it were rotating endlessly with the large array.

This time the competition for loose cultivation is different from a hundred years ago, it is not to start a martial arts fight directly, but to test it by the Treasure Pavilion first, I don't know what kind of considerations the City Lord's Mansion has chosen to acquiesce in this matter.

The white-haired old man sat cross-legged in the middle of the formation, "Those who enter the circle of sixty zhang are qualified to compete for the token, if they can enter the ninety zhang, the old man is in charge, this token belongs to this person." ”

The yin and yang fish spun non-stop, and once you stared at it for a long time, it would give rise to a sense of pressure, and it would be difficult for people to have the courage to take this first step.

Taking the fate of others as a mirror, but not wanting to become a mirror for others, this is the common thought of almost every casual cultivator, and for a while, no one in the huge circle formation stepped into it.

Suddenly, a cyan figure, in the hesitation of everyone took a step, stepped into the circle formation, this person walked calmly, as if not blocked by the formation, not long after walking out of the distance of five zhang, everyone at this time woke up like a dream, with the green shirt monk, into this round formation.

As the number of people increased, the rotation speed of this circle formation actually became faster, and those who were not cultivated enough suddenly felt a sense of instability under their feet.

Han Shi walked to the place of ten zhang, stopped, his eyes showed the meaning of thought, and the resistance under his feet gradually increased, not only the invisible resistance from the center of the array, but also the rotation power brought by the rotation of the circle array itself, the two forces were superimposed, making people feel quite defenseless.

Although the invisible resistance is great, but for Han Shi, it is not difficult to walk into sixty zhang, but the power of rotation is extremely strange, if you accidentally slip, I am afraid that you will be thrown out of the formation directly by the circle formation, and you will lose your qualifications, no matter what, you must stand firm.

Feeling the direction of resistance and rotational force, Han Shi smiled slightly and walked forward again, but the direction of progress is not a straight line, but an arc, between the two forces, Han Shi found the balance point of the two, just like chopping wood on Woniu Mountain in the early years, find a balance on the firewood, and cut it with a knife, you can cut the firewood in the most labor-saving state.

Although everything in the world is different, but the inner principles are sometimes the same, Han Shi put his hands behind his back, and stepped again.

In the first ten zhang, most of the scattered cultivators were able to resist the two forces, but soon, some people did not stand firm under the intersection of the two forces, fell to the ground, and saw a flash of white light, and the fallen scattered cultivators were instantly rejected by the formation, and the figure appeared outside the circle array, this person looked left and right, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

As the distance advanced increased, the number of people who fell gradually increased, and after a stick of incense, there were only sixteen people left in the circle.

Everyone also quickly discovered the strangeness of this round formation, and after a little thought, it suddenly dawned on them, and they imitated the direction of the green-shirted monk and made adjustments.

If you look vertically from above the rotating circle at this time, the trajectories of the sixteen people are combined, like the whirlpool, gradually approaching the center of the circle in the direction of the arc.

Standing at a place of sixty zhang, Han Shi stopped, looked at the white-haired old man sitting with his eyes closed in the center of the circle, and said secretly: "The feeling that this formation gives me is definitely not the resistance and rotation power displayed in front of me. ”