forbidden place

() If it wasn't for Han Hui who had taken over a dozen slaves from the Black Clothes League, not to mention that there were no masters sitting in the city to protect generals like Rou Ran Shenchi, it would have been impossible for Han Hui to take the initiative to attack.

Where can these monks see their heads and tails all day long?Why did so many people come to the party in Wuguang Lake?It is because monks usually practice in their own territory and rarely see outsiders.

Han Hui and Cui Zhongqing were not familiar with each other, so where could he find Wan Jianmen?Where can I find the Black Clothes League?

It's different now, he has more than a dozen servants, and these dozens of people have followed him wholeheartedly, if they don't follow him, they will die with a single thought from Han Hui.

These people are all members of the Black Clothes League, and they know some strongholds of the Black Clothes League. In Xiliang, there is a big Black Clothes League stronghold.

"Let's go, when we go, don't hesitate to be more public, so that people can see it!" Han Hui said, his arms opened, and two blue and black wings appeared on his arms strangely, shaking slightly Suddenly, the wind and thunder rose, and he opened his mouth to swallow, and Cui Zhongqing entered his belly.

After soaring into the sky, Han Hui said: "The saint is about to travel far away. All the soldiers and civilians in the city, obey the orders of the holy envoy and Rou Ran's orders, attack the city and save more Xiliang people!"

The whole city looked up, the cold light shook the small wind and thunder wings, and the acupoints all over the body shone with light, like a god with wings.

"whoosh"

Wings trembled, the wind and thunder surged, and Han Hui, wrapped in the sound of wind and thunder, fled towards the distance like lightning.

Under the attention of the entire city staff, Han Hui left Jiuzhen City, all the way west, and flew towards the stronghold of the Black Clothes League in Xiliang.

What is the speed of Xiaofengleiyi?Under Han Hui's full speed, it was like a thunderbolt, and he disappeared in an instant.

Rou Ran stretched out her ruler, stared at the sky with wide eyes, rubbed her sore neck, her heart was full of awe.

What makes a generation of heroes full of awe is definitely not wisdom, only strength, and the desire to become a fairy begins to sprout in his heart.

Among the thousands of miles of grasslands, there are always mountains towering. The Huxiao tribe can be regarded as a relatively large tribe in Xiliang, with a total of 10,000+ strong men, and everyone is a master of strings.

This is an extremely terrifying force, 30 cavalry is enough to fight against a million infantry, and the Howling tribe has a vast and boundless grassland.

There is a sacred mountain in the grassland, it is the sacred mountain of the Wu Xiao tribe, it is called Wu Xiao Mountain, from a distance, Wu Xiao Mountain looks like a tiger roaring towards the sky.

Han Hui kept swallowing the Buyuan Pill, and flew all the way. When he flew over the Huxiao Mountain according to the route map given by the servant, he was also taken aback.

This mountain is so much like a tiger roaring to the sky, you can even see the eyes, nose and mouth of the tiger clearly. Is this the mighty power of nature?Or artificial carving?

"It's no wonder that the Black Clothes League has established a stronghold here. This mountain is indeed worthy of the name of the Tiger's Roar!" Han Hui nodded repeatedly as he watched from the sky.

In Huxiao Mountain, there is a peak called Zunwang Peak, and there is a secret cave named Heiyi Cave on Zunwang Peak.

As the name suggests, the Black Clothes Cave is the cave of the Black Clothes League. Other sects and strongholds, even if they are not brilliant, must be elegant and pleasant. Only the Black Clothes League that specializes in training assassins can be called a cave.

As soon as it is heard, it reminds people of caves, of secrecy, and of seeing the sun like a mouse.

In the deepest hole of the Black Clothes Cave, an old man in black with a goatee was sitting cross-legged on a stone pier, which was about half a person's height, with mysterious patterns engraved on it.

On the opposite side of the old man, there were more than [-] people, all of whom were sitting on the stone pier, all of them with a tyrannical aura.

"Someone provoked the alliance. The last assassination failed. The chief Shangguan was very angry and sent me to supervise the battle. You are all the elites of the Black Clothes Alliance, and you are all gathered in this Wu Howling Mountain sub-helm, in order to deal with Hanhui Start a one-hit kill operation." The old man sitting at the top said while stroking his goatee.

"Not only do we have to attack, but we also need to act first. This person has a big secret. As far as I know, Wan Jianmen is ready to attack. The old man with white eyebrows is personally supervising the formation. This person is very likely to break through to the realm of refining gods. If Let them seize the opportunity, and the secrets of Han Hui will not belong to us."

Just after the old man with the goatee finished speaking, a man with a long scar like a centipede on his face said in a deep voice: "Yes, the last assassination failed, and the glory of our Black Clothes Alliance was compromised, even if you don't want the secrets on him , for the glory of our Black Clothes League, we also want to kill this person, if this person dies in the hands of others, it will be a disgrace to our Black Clothes League!"

"Yeah, we must kill him!"

"We should all go out, I don't believe he can resist the siege of so many of us!"

More than [-] people were impassioned, and they expressed their opinions one after another, wanting to kill Han Hui.

The old man with the goatee lowered his hands and said, "The lineup for the last assassination was also very luxurious. I didn't expect him to escape. The headquarters evaluated this person as No. 1 under the God of Refining!"

"How is it possible? He is No.1 under the God of Refining? Could it be that he may be promoted to God of Refining at any time?" the man with the scar yelled in shock.

"I don't know if he can be promoted to the realm of refining the gods at any time, but the masters who assassinated last time were in the realm of life and death. They besieged him alone, and no one escaped. This is incredible, unless the masters of the refining realm, who Can it be done?" Goatee said.

No one spoke this time, these people are not fools, they are good at assassination, and it is not too difficult to kill masters of the same level.

However, killing a large number of masters of the same level without allowing a single person to escape is too difficult and impossible.

"Maybe he has a magic weapon!" a man finally broke the silence of the crowd.

Everyone's eyes lit up, the magic weapon belonged to the real people in the immortal way, and only the masters in the realm of refining gods could make it.

"Whether it's his own cultivation or a magic weapon he has, it shows that this person is terrible. Even the old man with white eyebrows dare not do it easily. If Wan Jianmeng can't take Han Hui, the loss this time will be big , I am afraid that it is possible to decline from now on." Goatee said again.

"I want to tell everyone clearly that the enemy should not be underestimated. We don't know the details of the enemy. It is best to provoke the National Teacher's Office or Wanjianmen to test first, but not let them succeed first. Although we, the Black Clothes League, are not afraid of these two parties. Power, but it is not easy to confront it openly." The goatee old man frowned and said.

"Regardless of Baimei or the national teacher, the possibility of Han Hui's survival is not great if the two of them attack. It would be troublesome if these two people take the lead." Said an old man with wisdom in his eyes.

"Yes, this is also a headache for me???????"

Just as the old man with the goatee said this, a figure broke in.

Seeing the flustered look on this man's face, a man stood up from the stone bench below, and this man was the helmsman of Hu Xiao's rudder.

"Ah Qi, what are you doing? You are in such a panic, you don't even look at where this is, you don't look at what day it is today, you don't look at who is here!" anger.

"Helmsman, my lords, it's not good. Someone broke in and killed anyone they saw. Dozens of brothers have been killed!" The person who broke in said in a panic.

"What? Who dares to break into my Huxiao sub-rudder?" the rudder master of the Huxiao sub-rudder roared.

"You have been looking for me, and I took the initiative to come here, why? Are you still not happy?" Han Hui had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the resentment knife in his hand was full of resentment, and he strode into the coming stone room with big strides.

Ah Qi's expression changed, Han Hui swung the long knife in his hand, and the light of the knife shot up into the sky, beheading Ah Qi's head.

"I couldn't find this place at first, thank you for leading the way, and to express my gratitude, I'll give you a treat!" Han Hui's faint voice seemed extremely cold in the stone room.

"Boy, come here to die by yourself, your grandpa, I will not be polite!" The body of the man with the scar suddenly rose into the air, a white light flashed in his hand, and a long knife appeared in his hand in an instant, and in a flash, he reached Han Hui's body. In front of him, the speed of the knife was almost faster than the sound. Before his voice came, the light of the knife had already arrived.

Han Hui swung the saber with his hands, the saber was natural, and matched with the flashes of light in the acupoints all over his body, it was like a god, swiping the saber of heaven's punishment.