Young Master Yun

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes, and immediately knelt down on the ground and begged, "My lord, spare me! The villain was also forced to do such a thing, and please give the villain a chance to reform, the villain... The villain is willing to contribute all his belongings to the son."

As he said that, the middle-aged man bowed down in a serious manner. Yun Hao frowned slightly. He never thought that such a thing would happen to him one day, but seeing that the middle-aged man had already smashed his forehead For the sake of it, his heart was still slightly shaken.

While hesitating, Yunmeng suddenly exclaimed in her heart: "Be careful!"

Yun Hao stepped back without thinking for a moment, but even so, the dust that was suddenly thrown out by the middle-aged man got into his eyes.

At this moment, Yun Hao's heart turned cold, he had been tricked by him, and being kind-hearted at such a time would do all kinds of harm and no benefit at all.

Yun Hao suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and then he felt the middle-aged man's palm hit him. Yun Hao only felt his internal organs churning endlessly, and a mouthful of blood came up from his throat.

"Brother! Run the magical power!" Xiaomeng's voice reminded Yunhao just right, and Yunhao forcibly deterred the turbulent internal organs in his body, and began to gather the fighting energy in his body to pull the fighting energy of the middle-aged man.

When a middle-aged person kowtows to beg for mercy, his thoughts have already changed several times in a blink of an eye. He feels that Yunhao's face is young, and he seems to be a person who has just come out of training. After kowtowing his head a few more times, Yun Hao still didn't make a move, and he became more determined in his mind.

Such a fine tradition is often fatal in a life-and-death duel, so the middle-aged man still quietly grabbed the dust on the ground in his hands, and then suddenly threw it at Yunhao, and then gathered all his strength to face him. Yunhao's life gate is a palm.

Caught off guard like this, even a person at the level of a sword master might suffer a lot of damage, so he is very confident that he will be able to escape on his own after a single palm, and even hopes to regain his lost Water Mist Pill. People like them who practice independently outside, often find it difficult to make progress whenever they encounter a bottleneck. This opportunity is probably also his last.

The eyes of the middle-aged man were a little red, and the crazy roar rang out again. He finally succeeded, and his full blow finally hit the opponent's body.

However, the roar didn't last long before it stopped abruptly, and the red in the middle-aged man's eyes gradually receded, replaced by a frightened look.

Not only did he not fall down when he hit the opponent with all his strength just now, but his fighting spirit was rolling towards the opponent uncontrollably, and the strength of the opponent seemed to be rising step by step.

Yun Hao stretched out his hands naturally and rubbed his red eyes, then opened them coldly and looked at the middle-aged man whose arm was still imprinted on his chest.

Immediately after the middle-aged man was stunned, he printed his palm on the middle-aged man's chest.

Bang!

There was a loud explosion, and the middle-aged man flew upside down and lay dead on the ground. At this moment, his cheeks sunk deeply, his skin became a little black, and all the energy in his body seemed to be sucked away by someone. .

Yun Hao walked slowly to his side, and said coldly: "Only when chatting with the dead is safe, thank you for letting me understand the true meaning of the saying that being kind to the enemy is cruel to myself."

Then he unceremoniously flipped through the middle-aged man's clothes, but it was a pity that there was nothing to gain. Just when Yun Hao wanted to stand up and leave, Yun Meng's voice sounded again.

"Brother, you have earned a treasure this time. Unexpectedly, there are people in casual cultivation who have such a treasure." Hearing this sentence, Yun Hao was a little dazed, did he earn a treasure?Where?

Yun Hao patiently groped the middle-aged man again, but still found nothing, and asked with some annoyance: "Yun Meng, where is the treasure you mentioned? Why can't I find it?"

"Then you can only blame the elder brother for being too careless. You can't blame me for not telling you. Okay, I told you, you pay careful attention to the ring finger of this person's right hand."

After hearing this sentence, Yun Hao squatted down and carefully observed the ring finger of the middle-aged man's right hand, and suddenly said depressedly: "Ring?" Then he took it off the middle-aged man's hand.

Taking a closer look at the ring, the color of the ring is bronze, and the middle-aged man's body has also turned yellowish brown after Yun Hao's tossing. The two are similar in color, so it is not easy for Yun Hao to find out. After rubbing for a long time Finding out that this ring is not only poorly crafted, but also unattractive, I really don't know what good it is.

Feel the dissatisfaction in Yunhao's heart.Yunmeng hehe explained: "Brother, you don't understand this. This kind of ring is called Najie. As long as you inject fighting spirit into the ring, it will open a brand new private space of your own. It is extremely precious on the mainland. !"

Na ring?Yun Hao tried to inject his fighting energy into the ring, but his fighting energy seemed to be resisted by something and bounced back.

"This should be the imprint left by the middle-aged man on the ring. You can just erase this imprint with your own fighting spirit." Yunmeng said helplessly, this master seemed a little too ignorant.

The imprint left by the middle-aged man in the ring is rather tricky. Yunhao spent a lot of effort to erase the imprint, and then poured his fighting spirit into it. Sure enough, he appeared in front of himself except A pitch-black space of one meter square, in which there are several books of martial arts and some elixirs neatly placed. The elixirs are very basic, and most of the martial arts are yellowish ones that don’t catch Yunhao’s eyes. However, when he saw a thread-bound book that was somewhat damaged, he couldn't help being a little bit bright.

"Transfiguration Art! Hey, I didn't expect this guy to hide so well, no wonder I couldn't find it."

After getting rid of the middle-aged man, Yun Hao's old wounds and new wounds appeared together. Yun Hao, who had just received the book and hadn't opened his mouth yet, had black eyes and passed out.

……

When he woke up again, he was still in the dense forest, but the sky was completely dark, and the forest was completely silent, and even the cricket-like insects stopped singing, leaving only the crackling in front of his eyes. The sound of firewood crackling in a crackling bonfire.

"Brother, are you awake?" A girl in black sitting beside the bonfire asked with some concern when she saw Yun Hao open her eyes.Yun Hao gave a low hum, and understood that the bonfire in front of him was what Yun Meng said.

The vindictiveness in his body circulated in his body for a whole week, Yunhao couldn't help laughing wryly, his physical condition is really bad now, even if it is the healing effect of the King of Medicine Sacred Code, I'm afraid there is nothing he can do at this time!

The meridians are different from the sea of ​​qi. Once the meridians are broken, even Da Luo Jinxian can't do anything. At this time, nearly half of Yunhao's meridians are close to being broken, and he dare not use more fighting qi.

"I'm afraid this is the so-called pre-established and broken!"