Man Hui looked at the corpse on the ground, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and said softly: "Senior Sister! We should have let Sister Ru'er follow us just now, otherwise it won't be like this!"
"This is the end of the matter, don't be sad anymore, be careful! They are surrounding!" Xu Han standing in the forest, whispered in his mouth, suddenly his complexion changed, and his eyes were cold.
"Haha??? The remnants of Shengguang'an, now it depends on where you flee."
As soon as Xu Han's words fell, there was already a loud shout in the forest next to him, and then several warriors filed out, some of them still carrying a touch of murderous aura.
A man with a half-step Dacheng realm strength, the four people behind him are all of the late stage power of the God Transformation Realm. It is no wonder that this kind of strength can quickly kill such a few people.
"Did you kill them?" Mu Xinyu looked at the few people who still had murderous intent, a trace of cold flashed in his eyes, and he whispered.
A man holding a long sword stepped out and looked at Xu Han who were covered in black clothes, and said with disdain: "So what?"
Mu Xinyu's face was furious, and he stepped on his right foot, and the figure flew out. Xu Han and the few people rushed forward without any hesitation.
"Oh! One half-step great strength, three late stage transformations, and an oil bottle?" Seeing Xu Han's momentum, the martial artist's eyes flashed with surprise, and he said with joy.
When Xu Han entered the city, the disciples of the Supreme Temple received the news, but they were unsure of the strength of Xu Han and did not dare to act.
A few people hurriedly left the city, guessing that Xu Han and the others would not be too strong. I didn't expect that a warrior in the mansion would come to inform them, not only to keep them out of the city, but also to know the strength of Xu Han's people.
As the disciples of the Supreme Temple, each of them has great strength, the same realm, and one more person on his side, there is no reason to retreat.
Humph!
Mu Xinyu snorted, and the white silk flew out from the sleeves. Looking at the white cloth running in the sky, the expression of the disciple of the Supreme Temple in the field changed, but a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.
A faint snowflake fell from the sky, and the disciple of the Supreme Temple who was suspicious in his eyes was shocked in his heart, and the person in front of him turned out to be the goddess of ice and snow.
"Damn it! It's the goddess of ice and snow!" The warrior of Dacheng Realm looked at Bai Ling who shot sharply in the air, his face was panicked, and he said anxiously.
Mu Xinyu's name is a disciple of the five major forces, but he has a deeper understanding, after all, it is an existence that is as famous as the most talented disciple among them.
The other people next to them were also full of panic, with retreat in their eyes.
Pouch!
The disciples of the Supreme Temple in the field have not yet acted. In the dense forest, a large number of tentacles suddenly burst out and swept towards a few people.
Looking at the iconic silver tree, the warrior with a frightened expression stared at him, his eyes staring at the black-clothed Xu Han in the distance.
The Xu Han who killed Yiquan in Broken Dragon Cliff possessed such a strange war spirit, and he was also with Mu Xinyu. Could it be that they were the people in front of him.
In their hearts, Yiquan was an absolutely powerful existence. Unexpectedly, he would die in the hands of the martial artist. Looking at the flying tentacles, the disciples of the supreme temple in the field were all shouting bad luck, even casually. So I met the most difficult warrior in the city.
"Proud guy, it's all right now!" Zhou Xiaopang, who was covered in black clothes, looked at a few people who were suddenly frightened, and a touch of disdain passed in his eyes, and he said with joy. The warrior smashed.
Xu Han, who had no intention of concealing it, waved his right hand and directly threw out the black clothes covering the outside. Holding a sharp silver sword, he swept towards the nearest martial artist.
Looking at the warriors who removed the black clothes one by one, the disciple of the Supreme Temple, they have confirmed the guess in their heart, and they are all panicked.
"Brother! What to do?" Feeling the sharp sword aura above the silver sword, the disciple of the Supreme Temple who retreated in the air anxiously said, eyes full of panic.
As disciples of the Supreme Temple, there are a lot of resources and spiritual things, and it is not difficult for them to improve their realm.
But compared with some of the talented disciples in the door, the same realm, but also the strength difference, this is the reason why they are so afraid of the same realm.
The warrior holding the long sword, where there is no time to respond, Mu Xinyu's swiftly rolled Bai Ling has long made the warrior in a hurry.
The strength is not strong, and coupled with the weakening of the confidence, it is even less of Mu Xinyu's opponent, and he is already complaining.
Man Hui did not make a move, standing in the forest on one side, looking at the warriors in the field with an angry face, but in her heart complained that her strength was too low, or it was not difficult to kill these enemies.
With a slash with the long sword in his hand, he split the Bai Ling that had been drawn by Mu Xinyu, and the warrior said loudly, "If you have a chance, let's run away."
The words of the warrior are nothing but a trace of comfort in the heart. Seeing a few places in the field, those who have a chance to escape are probably the warriors who fought with Zhou Xiaopang. But the news from the door is that the big fat man turned out to be a formation. Spiritualist, things are definitely not that simple.
Even if the battle in the field is aside, the tentacles swinging around in the air will probably be difficult to break through.
The two martial artists who fought together against Xu Han looked at each other and shouted in unison. The two fierce martial arts blasted towards Xu Han, then their body shape collapsed, and they immediately jumped to the side.
Humph!
Seeing the martial artist who was about to escape, Xu Han let out a low hum, slashed the silver sword with his right hand, and blasted a martial skill away. Facing the next martial skill, he did not retreat but advanced, but he resisted directly. Above the left hand, a fierce punch came out.
boom!
With a soft sound, the martial artist's martial arts blasted on Xu Han's left shoulder, but Xu Han's expression remained unchanged, and the silver sword in his hand was already drawn towards the martial artist.
"No!"
The warrior who can crush Xu Han's boxing strength changed drastically, and with an exclamation in his mouth, the silver sword swept down from the raised arm of the warrior.
Pouch!
The martial artist's pupils were wide open, and then the vitality slowly dissipated, and then in the horrified eyes of the other martial artists, the body was directly divided into two halves, and blood from the internal organs was sprinkled on the ground.
"The power is not bad!" Xu Han swept the corpse on the ground, rubbed his left shoulder, looked at the panicked warrior in front of him, and said softly.
With the defense of Xuanwu Taiqinggang, Xu Han still has the confidence to resist most warriors of the same realm. Of course, Xu Han would not do this for warriors like Yiquan.
Feeling the dead companion behind him, the warrior's face was shocked, and he rushed faster, but only when he approached the woods, dense tentacles were already flying in the air.
The empty tentacles came all over the sky, the warrior's eyes were startled, and the long sword in his hand danced horizontally, and a sharp sword aura swept across, cutting off the tentacles one by one.
Looking at the attack that broke open, the martial artist's eyes didn't wait for joy, more tentacles flew in and surrounded the martial artist.
Xu Han, who was rushing, looked at the warrior who was embarrassed in the sky, and a touch of disdain was drawn in his eyes, and he turned and swept towards the warrior of the half-step Dacheng realm.
In the forest in the distance, facing the disciple of the Supreme Temple in the late stage of Transforming God Realm, Zhou Xiaopang actually beaten vigorously, stepping on strange steps under his feet, and the warrior could not touch him at all, and the stone in his hand, From time to time to give that warrior a blow.
"Hey! Demo! Fat master can't attack, but this evasive skill is not bad." Looking at the warrior who was full of anger on the opposite side, Zhou Xiaopang's expression was excited, and he said with excitement.
The warrior's heart has long been irritated. This damn big fat man not only makes people angry, but always catches up when he wants to go. When the stone is thrown, facing his fierce sword energy, the stone is actually No harm.
What made the warrior even more annoyed was that there were no people left on Xiao Pang's mouth this week. From the beginning to the present, his mouth has not stopped.
The warrior, who was already horrified in the distance, looked at Xu Han who rushed in the distance, and his heart was even more alarmed. No one can beat it. If there is another person, there will be no chance to leave.
boom!
What a character Mu Xinyu is, the warrior who panicked in his heart, was taken carelessly, and was directly seized by the opportunity. The white silk that grew into a snake in the air hit the warrior's chest with a sharp snowflake.
Pouch!
The warrior snorted, and the blood came out, his face was waxy white.
boom!
Of course Xu Han would not miss such an opportunity. A sharp sword in his hand blasted his back, and the warrior spurted out another mouthful of blood, his figure smashed towards the distant tentacles, and the weapon in his hand was also flying to nowhere.
Huh!
The dense tentacles flew out and wrapped around the limbs of the air warrior. Just as the warrior wanted to resist, a fierce energy was at the belly button, and the gathered spiritual energy suddenly dispersed.
Boom!
The most powerful disciple of the Supreme Temple was captured, and the rest of the people were shocked. The warrior who fought with Yin Zhiyi also let out a cry, was shot down by Yin Zhiyi, and was immediately wrapped tightly by the tentacles, unable to move.
Only the supreme temple disciple who fought with Zhou Xiaopang was left, looking at the companion who was caught again, his expression changed, and his heart was extremely anxious, but he couldn't get rid of Zhou Xiaopang's attack at all.
"Tell me the scene of the day, let you die faster." Xu Han looked at the martial artist whose limbs were entangled, a glimmer of cold flashed in his eyes, and said in a low voice.
There was no fear in the eyes of the warrior who was in the air. He stared at Xu Han and several people, and shouted in a low voice: "Know what, there is no Shengguangan in Tianzhou."
"Looking for death!" Mu Xinyu's eyes were angry, and Bai Ling flew out of his hand, directly blasting on the right leg of the warrior.
what!
The warrior wailed, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, facing the completely broken right leg, his eyes were full of hatred and looked at Xu Han.
"Tell us what happened." Xu Han's face did not change, his eyes were full of murderous aura.
The warrior raised his head, glanced at Xu Han with disdain, but said nothing.
"Let me kill him! I don't believe that all of them are so hard-spirited." Looking at such an arrogant warrior, Mu Xinyu hated him in his eyes, and shouted in a low voice.
"Don't worry! He will say it." Xu Han glanced at the stiff martial artist in the air and stretched out his right hand to block the angry Mu Xinyu. As a warrior of the half-step Dacheng realm, this person will definitely know more than the other warriors.
A few tentacles shot out, and one person was wrapped in it. It was the warrior who took the lead to escape. In the horrified gaze of the warrior in the air, the huge tentacles suddenly stretched out numerous dense roots and directly pierced the head of the warrior. Above.