forbidden place

() "The state of Qi is nothing, the state teacher is already in the state of life and death, and even the disciples of the state teacher are already in the state of life and death, you must quickly improve your strength." Han Hui shook his head.

After solving the matter here, he will take Cui Zhongqing to destroy the Black Clothes League and Wanjianmen, and he will surely let Cui Zhongqing achieve the miracle of easily killing the masters of the realm of life and death in the realm of Qi. Only belongs to the national teacher.

After Xu Kuang left, Fengyu's soldiers hadn't attacked the city, and Rouran Shenchi was also in retreat. After he became a monk, he would have to spend a few days to consolidate his realm.

Han Hui began to let the monks in his body take the water from the dull lake. Now there are hundreds of monks in his body. After taking the black substance from the dull lake water, these people became stronger one by one.

Originally, their bodies were different, able to swallow the vitality of heaven and earth, and their physical bodies were tortured by the secret method of Buddhism, so they were extremely hard.

After taking the black substance in the dull lake water, the strength doubled. Han Hui reckoned that although these people were in the early stage of foundation establishment, they would be able to compete against the peak of foundation establishment without falling behind.

As long as time permits, in a few years, these people will be able to advance to the Qi realm, but what he lacks now is time.

Three days later, Xu Kuang came again, met Han Hui, and said that King Wuwei had agreed, the two sides met outside the city, and Fengyu's army retreated ten miles.

It was said that it was King Wuwei's respect for the honored general of the country. All of this was expected. The time of meeting was three days later. Han Hui didn't know why King Wuwei had to take off for three days before agreeing to meet, let alone why he agreed to meet. It will be delayed until three days later. Could it be some good day and auspicious day after three days.

He originally thought that he would spend three days in cultivation, but now he dare not use the long river of time to ripen the medicinal herbs and refine more foundation building pills.

The meeting three days later may be a life-and-death struggle, and any self-weakening is courting death.

Unexpectedly, on the second night, when Han Hui was practicing, a ghostly figure broke into Han Hui's mansion.

When the person appeared in front of Han Hui, Han Hui raised his eyebrows, and he could clearly feel the killing intent on this person and the sword intent contained in his body.

"Wan Jianmen?" Han Hui's voice was cold.

"Good eyesight!" The person who came was the middle-aged man with a temperament like a sword.

"Originally, I wanted to wait a few days before going to kill you Wanjianmen, but I didn't expect you to come to the door yourself!" Han Hui sighed, as if he really felt sorry for this person.

"Boy, you are crazy, but no matter how arrogant you are, you can't escape today's death!" The middle-aged man's body shook, and a broad long sword magically appeared in his palm. The long sword vibrated, and the surrounding void buzzed. With a buzzing sound, it cut towards Han Hui's throat.

Han Hui's body shook suddenly, and a mirror suddenly appeared behind him, almost at the same time as the mirror. A ray of light hit the mirror and was blocked by the mirror. However, the mirror with the remnant body of the magic weapon did not reflect the attack. Obviously, The power of the attack exceeds the reflection limit of the mirror.

<b ren影，人影手中同样是一柄长剑。

Assassins in the world come out in black!

It was the assassin of the Black-clothed League who came, the top assassin of the Black-clothed League, a master secretly trained by Wan Jianmen.

When Baimei and the others decided to find out the details of Han Hui, it only took three days to investigate everything clearly, and then the assassination arrangements followed one after another.

The broad sword of the middle-aged man reached Han Hui's throat in an instant, Han Hui's head shrank miraculously, and the long sword hit the air.

In an instant, the Heaven-Resenting Knife slashed fiercely on the broad sword with the aura of Heaven's Wrath and Human Resentment.

"when"

With a loud noise, the middle-aged man's body was split and flew backwards, the long sword was almost dropped, the shock in his eyes became more intense, Han Hui's blow simply surpassed the limit of a master in the realm of life and death.

Could it be that this person has just reversed life and death?

The middle-aged man was split open with one knife, and the resentment knife seemed to cut the trajectory of the avenue, and with a turn, the light of the knife circled towards the man in black behind him.

The man in black is also in the realm of life and death, but his strength is much weaker. He is good at concealed attacks. He still doesn't understand how Han Hui can sense his arrival in advance.

In fact, Han Hui has set up restrictions in the room, and with the accumulation of restrictions in the Gobi Grottoes, Han Hui can easily arrange the restrictions for pre-warning.

"when"

The swords collided again, and the man's body was like a kite with a broken string. It was split and flew far away. In the process of flying backwards, it smashed through the wall of the house, and bricks and stones flew away. are everywhere.

This person was flying upside down, spurting blood wildly from his mouth. Before his body landed, a ghostly figure appeared in front of him. This person's face was ordinary. Before he reversed life and death and stimulated his potential, Cui Zhongqing, who arrived in front of him, blew himself up instantly.

Cui Zhongqing, who had just refined two masters of Qi realm, blew himself up in the face of a monk in the realm of life and death who was seriously injured and had no time to react.

As a result, this master of the Black Clothes League, known for his sneak attacks, was torn into pieces at once, Han Hui slashed out with a knife, and when the light of the knife flashed, he forced the middle-aged man back, opened his mouth and swallowed the red light into his body.

Under the scouring of the long river of time, but in a flash, Cui Zhongqing recovered, and his skill was one step closer. The middle-aged man's face was seyin cold, the long sword in his hand vibrated, and his body shook, and he was about to escape.

Han Hui opened his mouth and spat out, Cui Zhongqing flew out of his mouth, blocked in front of the middle-aged man, and punched hard.

At the same time, Han Hui's Resenting Sky Saber was pushed to the extreme, and the light of the saber turned into a light curtain, covering the middle-aged man who had no time to escape.

"Dangdang Dangdang"

The rapid collisions were endless, and the middle-aged man felt the inexhaustibility of human power for the first time. He was reversing life and death every moment and mobilizing the potential of his body.

However, it was useless, Hanhui's strength was too great, and at the most critical moment, it seemed that he would never know how to get tired.

"when"

Like a full moon, the light of the saber cut fiercely on the middle-aged man's broad sword, and the broad sword was split flying.

The light of the knife and the light of the sword disappeared in an instant, and at the moment when the light of the sword disappeared, Han Hui saw that the middle-aged man's hair was completely white, and his wrinkles were as deep as ravines.

"How is it possible, how is it possible, how can you have such great power?" The voice of the middle-aged man was old and sharp, like a chicken with its throat cut.

"Prince Wuwei, are you still not showing up? When are you going to wait?" Han Hui ignored the middle-aged man and looked into the depths of the void.

Cui Zhongqing didn't care so much, his body suddenly jumped forward, and when he got in front of the middle-aged man, before the middle-aged man could react, his body exploded.

The middle-aged man, who had already overdrawn to the extreme, naturally couldn't stop Cui Zhongqing's self-explosion, and was instantly shattered, turning into a red light all over the sky.

Han Hui opened his mouth and swallowed, and the red light flew into Han Hui's belly. He didn't seem to care about swallowing the red light at all, and his eyes looked at the void in the north without blinking.

"Haha, the saint is worthy of the saint, so powerful, I will not accompany you!" A loud voice sounded from the top of a tall building hundreds of meters away.

Following the sound, a figure soared into the sky, Han Hui sneered at the corner of his mouth, his arms trembled, and two blue and black wings appeared strangely on his arms.

With a shake of the wings, his body instantly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of that person.

"buzz"

The Resentment Knife carried boundless murderous intent and shrouded it.

"You are not King Wuwei!" Accompanied by Han Hui's icy voice, was the man's terrified roar.

"when"

Two sparkling circles appeared in the man's hand, blocking Han Hui's knife, and Han Hui sent him flying a dozen tents backwards, and returned to the roof of the building.

"How is it possible!" The man's eyes shot out a shocking light.

The strength is extremely tyrannical, the speed is also extremely fast, and even the skill is extremely brilliant, how can this be fought?

Is this a human, or a monster?

The person who was sent flying by Han Hui was not tall, but his shoulders were broad, showing majesty and arrogance.

However, this person's appearance is different from that of the legendary King Wuwei.

When he was attacked, Han Hui wanted to understand why King Wuwei had to trust him for so many days. He was afraid that the Wanjianmen Black Clothes League and King Wuwei had colluded.