Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

"No need!"

Before he finished speaking, Han Yi's eyes blurred.

Hu Ping leaped out, so fast that he could only see a shadow.

This speed

is probably much faster than Han Yi's usual form.

Han Yi estimated that he would only be able to perform at this level at most if he burst out with all his strength.

He was suddenly shocked. Although he didn't know what realm Hu Ping was in now, judging from this speed, his realm was definitely not low.

Han Yi suspected that Hu Ping might have entered the Inscription Period, otherwise he would not have performed like this.

When a martial artist reaches a certain realm, he can lock blood and solidify essence, and his breath is sensitive. If he doesn't fight, it is difficult to tell the truth from the false.

Even if it is a panel, it is only for demons and monsters, and has special ability bonuses.

Outside the manor, large areas of golden rice straw are shaking like waves.

Looking around, all you can see are rice straws as tall as a person, and nothing else can be seen clearly.

"Go!"

A masked man in light clothes is moving lightly and quickly through the rice fields.

However, he paused and stopped suddenly.

"The youth is at its peak, and the flowers are in full bloom. I didn't expect that the famous Master Yue Qi would degenerate and become a rich young master."

Hu Ping was dressed in white, with a handsome face and a calm expression: "My own path, I can decide for myself."

"Decide for yourself?" The masked man sneered, "In our line of work, once you enter, life and death are out of your control. Yue Qi, come back with me, I promise not to implicate your family."

"Are you threatening me?!" Hu Ping narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It's not a threat, it's just stating the facts." The masked man chuckled, "Don't you know the master's methods? As long as he knows your news, your ending will be..."

"Simple" Hu Ping took a step forward lightly, "As long as you can't go back, then nothing happened, right?"

"You?!" The masked man was shocked and angry.

Bang!

The two waved their hands at the same time, and large pieces of white powder suddenly collided and collided with each other.

Chi Chi Chi!!!

It was like the sound of toxic substances corroding and canceling each other out, and then dissipating.

Puff puff puff!!!

Continuous red, green, and blue powders continued to emanate from the two people.

The scene was gorgeous, just like colorful fireworks at night. However, in this beautiful

Within a ten-meter radius of the two people, all life, whether it was plants with tenacious vitality or small animals such as birds and sparrows, all died.

Unfortunately, the two were still evenly matched.

This was equivalent to being taught by the same master and unable to break the moves.

"Humph, the famous Yue Qi is just like this." The masked man smiled and suddenly took out a black object and threw it down hard.

Bang!

Several groups of black smoke exploded one after another.

The masked man flashed and disappeared in the smoke. The next moment, he appeared in the smoke in the distance and flew quickly.

After all, this was Hu Ping's territory. He didn't need to fight to the death here. He just needed to go back and inform the news. There were many masters coming to solve it.

Just as he was thinking this.

A big hand suddenly broke through the smoke and quickly grabbed his head.

The masked man's pupils shrank, his figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye he appeared in another smoke.

This smoke seemed to have some special effect, allowing him to jump easily and freely.

"Huh" Han Yi grabbed nothing and let out a light huh.

However, the masked man was delayed like this.

Hu Ping had already blocked him.

"The Devil of Silence" Hu Ping looked at the black fog in front of him, his eyes seemed a little obsessed, "Do you know why I left?"

"What?" The masked man's thoughts turned, and he was about to delay time.

Swish!

A white light passed in front of him, like a long rainbow piercing the sun.

Puff!

A lotus-shaped wound suddenly exploded on the masked man's chest.

"Good, so fast"

The bright red blood slowly dripped down the corners of the masked man's mouth, and the defensive strength he had just prepared on his arms suddenly dispersed.

"You are too slow." Hu Ping's voice slowly sounded in his ears, "Because I found that only the martial arts I created are the strongest!" The masked man vomited a large mouthful of blood and closed his eyes unwillingly. "He has accomplices." Han Yi looked into the distance: "Just in front!" "Chase!" Hu Ping said decisively, "Don't leave any!" Han Yi glanced slightly sideways. This was the first time he saw Hu Ping so cruel and merciless, and he wanted to kill people at the slightest disagreement. It was completely different from Hu Ping's usual elegant and good appearance. "Okay." Han Yi nodded without hesitation. Bang! Two figures, like artillery shells, rushed forward. Under the strong recoil pressure, the surrounding straw fell radially, directly forming two elliptical pits. Not far away, there was also a masked man, rushing forward in the field, swaying left and right, and fleeing madly. Swish! A cold force suddenly appeared in the air like teleportation. Without thinking, the masked man activated his secret technique, and in just a moment, he jumped dozens of meters away.

However, before he could fully identify the direction.

Bang!

A huge and extremely cold force quickly exploded under his feet, completely blocking the space around him, and his entire speed was instantly slowed down.

The masked man felt the strong wind behind him and clapped his hands.

Immediately.

A colorful, crystal-like light curtain, like a dream under the sunlight, suddenly enveloped him.

Snap!

However, a big hand broke through the poison curtain and grabbed his neck fiercely.

"How is that possible?" The masked man's eyes were full of disbelief.

This Five Spirit Powder was made by collecting the essence of five extremely yin and poisonous substances in the world.

This is the ultimate poison that even their sect master praises!

“Not bad, popping candy flavor”

Han Yi had a look of enjoyment on his face, his eyes were shining and he kept breathing in the poisonous mist around him.

Crispy and numb, sweet and sour.

Wisps of poisonous mist were continuously sucked into his mouth, and then jumped and exploded in his mouth.

"ah?!"

The masked man's eyes were dull and he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

This bitch

Are you still human?

"Is there more, is there more? More." Han Yi pinched his neck and shook it vigorously, as if he was rocking music.

"It seems that you are gone," Han Yi said sadly.

His hand suddenly loosened

"Wait a minute, I am the Holy Sect Mingyu Sect," the masked man said anxiously, regardless of breathing air.

click

But then, Han Yi clenched his hands tightly again, just to change his posture and exert more force.

"It's a pity that you said it too late." Han Yi looked regretful and loosened his fingers.

Plop!

The body fell limply to the ground, twitching continuously.

"Solved?"

Hu Ping also rushed over quickly and looked at the scene in front of him.

"Yes." Han Yi nodded, but his eyes fell firmly on Hu Ping.

"Go back and talk."

Hu Ping naturally knew what he meant and smiled bitterly.

The two quickly disposed of the corpse and returned to the manor.

""

On the square table, two people sat opposite each other.

There was silence for a while, and finally, Hu Ping spoke with a wry smile.

"Have you ever had any doubts about my poison development, martial arts skills, and various sources of information?"

"Yes." Han Yi nodded, "But everyone has their own secrets, I believe you."

He had inquired before that the Hu family's bloodline was the so-called "Linghu bloodline".

Of course, by Hu Ping's generation, the blood concentration had already been almost as low as that of ordinary people.

Therefore, even if the Hu family is a so-called bloodline family, the children of the family are mainly engaged in martial arts training.

However, I have never heard that the Hu family has a tradition of poison medicine.

Without inheritance, it means that it is difficult for future generations to find a path out of thin air.

Hu Ping is indeed talented and can be called a genius, but the so many poisons and toxins he provided to Han Yi show that they have a complete inheritance and can be iteratively updated from generation to generation.

This cannot be explained by a clever sentence.

The reason why inheritance is called inheritance is that it is continuously accumulated and gradually carried forward from generation to generation. The occasional appearance of an amazingly talented person can't change anything.

Therefore, from that time on, Han Yi was actually a little suspicious.

Not to mention, his later relationship with Hu Ping became increasingly cordial.

Judging from the underworld and evil channels provided by Hu Ping, there is definitely another force behind Hu Ping.

"Actually, it's nothing," Hu Ping sighed, "It's just that he was young and frivolous and went astray."

He raised his head and looked at Han Yi: "When I traveled to Yunzhou before, I joined a force called Mingyu Sect.

I learned a lot from it. However, he discovered that the purpose of establishing this sect was impure. When he wanted to escape, he was hunted down one after another. In desperation, he had no choice but to return to his hometown and hide his name. "

"Ming Yumen?" Han Yi pondered for a moment, "I don't know, I haven't heard of it."

Hu Ping said solemnly: "Mingyumen is a killer organization among the Yunzhou underworld. Its operating mechanism is similar to an employment relationship. The employer pays and hires killers.

I originally wanted to join, assassinate corrupt officials and gangsters in Yunzhou, do something righteous, and restore a bright future to Yunzhou. But after actually joining, I discovered that the killer was just a disguise on the surface of the Mingyu Sect, but before I could investigate clearly, he was discovered and had no choice but to leave. "

"Any other purpose?" Han Yi paused, "Any clues?"

"I have no clue. I only found out that the Mingyu Sect seems to be a peripheral force called the Three Saints Sect. As for the others, I found nothing." Hu Ping shook his head helplessly.

"Although there is no leader, as I have learned before, the inheritance of various poisons and the magic skills practiced actually all come from this. It is just a peripheral force with this kind of strength. I can only infer that these three holy sects are strong Terrible!”

"Three Holy Gates"

Han Yi suddenly fell silent.

This is not the first time he has heard of this name!