Under the sky, the black big ding, after the square stone behind Han Shi skyrocketed to nine hundred and ninety-nine zhang, it paused in the air, as if it had broken off contact with the calamity cloud, and it seemed to be watching the excitement, it seemed to be looking, what was the mystery on that square stone.

"This golden tribulation, only I, Han Shi, are qualified to get it, leave the golden shield to withdraw from the tribulation, and spare you from dying. ”

Han Shi's face was like frost and he slowly spoke, but what Jun Wu Wu said was taken by Han Shi at this moment, and he returned it to Jun Wu Wu almost intact, and even the purple gold shield that he had spent a lot of effort to get had to be handed over.

Jun Wuwu's face changed, and a huge sense of humiliation surged into his heart, a trace of blood suddenly surged in his eyes, and his eyes looked at Han Shi unwillingly.

The most unacceptable thing for Jun Wuwu is that he quits the tribulation, which is not uncommon, but common, many monks in the tribulation, the original preparation is insufficient, so they have to withdraw from the tribulation, but the corresponding price to pay is not small, and this move must not be more than three times, otherwise there will be no calamity in life, and the cultivation will stop here.

"Don't retreat, die!"

Han Shi's eyes were even colder, and his face revealed a majesty, at this moment, in front of the Qianzhang Fangshi, Han Shi was like an emperor.

"Die... Die.... Dead ......"

The voice reverberated violently, and it seemed that only the echo of the dead word was left between heaven and earth, and everyone who heard it changed color, and the eyes of the green-shirted monk were full of fear.

The cultivation of this black-clothed man is enough to be called a heavenly pride, but he is still inferior to this green-shirted monk, and this person has an unrivaled cultivation under his ordinary appearance.

"One breath. ”

Without giving Jun Wuwu time to think at all, Han Shi spoke, taking a step forward as he spoke, and the Qianzhang Fangshi, with Han Shi's steps, slowly pressed towards Jun Wuwu and the white-veined tiger shadow that showed a frightened color, and its momentum was like a mountain, pressing heavily on Jun Wuwu's heart, and also on the hearts of many monks.

Almost everyone is asking themselves if they can take the earth-shattering blow of this thousand zhang square stone, but everyone who asks themselves will eventually show a bitter smile and shake their heads slightly, even the faces of those few Yuan infant monks are extremely solemn, looking at the thousand zhang square stone, at this moment, they are also secretly weighing, if they fight with that Han stone for life and death, they are no longer sure.

"Two breaths. ”

Han Shi took another step, and the coercion of Qianzhang Fangshi was even heavier, and a breath of death suddenly floated into Jun Wuwu's heart, his mind was in turmoil, from Han Shi's gaze, he could feel the killing intent that was almost substantial, it was definitely not intimidation, this person was extremely determined, and what this kind of person said would never be broken.

If he doesn't retreat from the three breaths, he will definitely die, but if he just let him bow his head and accept defeat without worry, and even hand over the heavy treasure purple gold shield, he is unwilling, compared with Han Shi's own cultivation, his mind is not inferior, in this cruel journey of cultivation, if he only has brute strength in his body, it is far from enough.

There are many things that can be stirred up by a very small force to stir up a great storm, and this requires the depth of the mind, not just one's own strength.

With force, force, and life and death coercion, in this very short period of time, Han Shi's series of means have been achieved to the extreme, no matter who is in such a situation as Jun Wuwu, in this short period of three breaths, he is also in a big turmoil, and he is powerless to return to the sky.

Ruan Peng's eyes had a hint of admiration, Han Shi's move won his heart, and the meaning of this move can only be understood by a few people, this Han Shi is not blindly killing, but knows how to oppress with the general trend, its purpose is not to kill, but to leave a crack that is difficult to heal on that gentleman's worry-free Dao heart, and to establish Han Shi's own prestige by suppressing this person's momentum, this is one of them.

The ancient art of war has clouds, and it surrounds three and one.

can kill but not kill, but force that Jun Wuwu to use the heavy treasure as a bargaining chip, in exchange for his own safety, if that Jun Wuwu refuses to hand it over, then Han Shi will kill him again, not only the heavy treasure is still available, but also from the general point of view, there is no suspicion of torture and killing.

After all, everyone watched Jun Wuwu to kill Han Shi several times, and if Han Shi killed this person, he should do it, and this is the second.

The force behind Jun Wuwu, Ruan Peng expected that Han Shi was not clear, before he knew the details, he did not kill the killer, but also to have a trace of the possibility of maneuver in the future, if Jun Wuwu was killed at this moment, there would be no room for maneuver, and this is the third.

Liwei, righteousness, retreat, although he has the upper hand, he is as calm as ever, this Han Shi's mind is already like a demon, plus this person is a strong and extremely cultivated person, in the future, this person is afraid that this person will make this abandoned place surge, Ruan Peng escaped from his waist with a dry tobacco, lit it and took a deep breath, his face showed a look of satisfaction, and he spit out several smoke rings in his mouth, which gradually drifted in the air.

Looking at the Qianzhang square stone that was getting closer and closer, a thick aura of destruction came to his face, Jun Wuwu's eyes showed extreme bitterness, he originally came from Liwei, but he never wanted to fall into such a situation, his mind turned extremely quickly, and he had already made up his mind in the blink of an eye, and at the moment when the third breath was about to pass, the color of struggle on his face turned into a calm.

He patted the storage bag lightly, took out the purple gold shield and threw it to Han Shi, and at the same time slapped his left hand on his chest, Jun Wuwu's face was slightly hideous, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood again and again in retreating, and the moment this blood spurted out, it turned into a blood-colored film to completely cover Jun Wuwu, and suddenly, the strange connection between him and the clouds in the sky was also broken.

Jun Wuwu didn't look back, turned into a black light and walked out of the clouds, he looked back at Han Shi deeply, there was a hidden smile in his eyes, and his figure disappeared under the continuous flickering.

After Han Shi took the purple gold shield, he didn't have time to take a closer look, so he put it into the storage bag, the black big tripod floating in mid-air, did not retreat but advanced, in Han Shi's slightly surprised gaze, slowly flew closer, and after being grasped by him, it was also put into the storage bag.

Han Shi had doubts about Jun Wuwu's seemingly meaningful gaze, but he didn't have time to think about it, because the calamity clouds above his head began to rotate again.

All the onlookers were speechless and silent, this Han Shi was not only full of courage, but also domineering to fight with that Jun Wuwu, directly driving that Jun Wuwu out of the cloud and dominating this calamity, as if this calamity was not a matter of life and death, but a delicacy that was eaten by this Han Shi.

"If one day, I can drive away others like this green-shirted monk and survive the calamity of others, even if I die under this calamity, I am willing. A fat monk, muttering to himself, his face flushed, leaning on the rock beside him.

"This fellow Daoist, please be cautious, if your remarks are heard by the monks of Haori City, they will definitely fight with you endlessly. ”

As soon as the fat monk's words fell, someone beside him immediately whispered a reminder, and not far away, a few vague unkind gazes swept towards him, making him shiver all over his body, and he detached himself from that unrealistic fantasy and thought about how to get out.

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In a meditation room in the depths of the Camel Leaf Temple, the white-eyed Zen master's eyes were always as calm as water, until Na Jun Wuwu threw out a purple gold shield under the coercion of the green-shirted monk and left the clouds, and there was a trace of fluctuation in the depths of his gaze.

Although this fluctuation is extremely faint, it makes the original mirror-like image, there is a shaking, but also makes the edge of the water marks, there is a trace of disorder, as soon as this disorder appears, it suddenly collapses with the entire extremely round water marks, turning into a puddle of chaotic water stains, and can no longer see anything, the white-eyed Zen master sat with his eyes closed, silent for a long time, and then slowly opened his eyes.

At the moment when his gaze appeared, a faint wisp of breath followed his gaze and passed through the leaves outside the window.