Immortal Revenge

Han Bin didn't seem to hear the ridicule. With a flick of his wrist, the fireball symbol suddenly flew to Zhuge long.

Zhuge long looked contemptuous. Without looking at the fireball symbol, he offered a flying sword to meet him.

In the air, the fireball symbol burned, forming a red flame the size of a fist, and went straight to the flying sword at a very fast speed.

When they saw the color of the fireball, they were stunned, and then their faces became ugly.

Zhou Tong was shocked and said, "how could he make a red fireball charm?"

Qi Hao's eyes twinkled and his face was more dignified. He frowned and thought, "what happened this month? Why is his breath so much stronger than before?"

Zhang long looked pale and prayed in his heart: "elders, let's kill him together! Don't let him leave alive."

Seeing such a scene, those who had offended Han Bin or ridiculed his disciples quietly retreated behind the crowd. They can see that this intensity of fighting is not something that disciples can participate in during Qi training. If the red fireball explodes and the fire light falls on them, it will cause a certain degree of injury, even the kind that can't recover for months.

The color of fireball is different, and its power is also different. The low-level fireball is yellow, then red, and then white, cyan, blue and purple with different power. It is said that if the flame is cultivated to a very high degree, the purple flame will become an almost transparent line, commonly known as the purple light line. The temperature of the purple light line is extremely high. Under the friars of the same level, they can almost kill people invisibly.

As soon as the red fireball touched the flying sword, the body of the sword trembled violently, and the aura became more and more dim. Then it shook and fell to the ground. Seeing such a scene, all the disciples in the Qi training period stared. They knew that the temperature of red fireball was very high, but they didn't expect it to be so high. If Han Bin threw a few more red fireballs, how many of them could stop it.

As soon as Zhuge Long's face changed, he hurriedly made a decision to the flying sword. The dark aura on the sword recovered in an instant, and the streamer flew to the fireball again. For a moment, the fireball and flying sword were on a par. Zhuge long breathed a sigh of relief. His face showed disdain again and said contemptuously, "Han Bin, although your spell is powerful, how many can you take out?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuge Long's face became ugly and even pale.

Han Bin patted the storage bag at his waist, and the fireball symbol appeared in his hand again, and then threw it at Zhuge long.

Zhuge long was depressed for a while. The power of the spell just now was so great that it could not be made by ordinary friars. If he could make such a strong spell, he was at least a friar in the golden elixir period. Because the monks in the golden elixir period can display the red flame by virtue of the Dan fire. It was because the spell was too difficult to obtain that Zhuge long expected that Han Bin could not get the second one. Unexpectedly, this guy still had a big problem.

One fireball can barely cope. If two fireballs attack at the same time, Zhuge long will be seriously injured or even killed on the spot even if he has 18 abilities. Seeing the flying fireball, Zhuge long quickly flashed around Tong Zhou Tong and said loudly, "senior brothers, what are you doing? Hurry up."

Zhou Tong also realized the seriousness of the problem. He wanted to kill Han Bin alone and let the people in the capital see what would happen if they betrayed the state religion. The result was just the opposite. The last few people not only failed, but also were forced by Han Bin to have no power to fight back. The current situation is not optimistic. If he doesn't crowd up, he doubts whether he can catch Han Bin.

Thinking of this, Zhou Tong waved and said in a harsh voice, "everyone can kill the traitor of the national religion. Don't stay and go together."

Han Bin wrist move, two red fireballs hanging in front of him, emitting a crimson light. Seeing the people offering magic weapons at the same time, his face sank, his eyes swept over the people together, and he said in a frozen voice: "gentlemen, Han said something in front. If anyone doesn't do it today, the old fighting will be relieved." here, his conversation suddenly turned and became cold, "if anyone moves his hand, as long as Han doesn't die, he will return one day."

People's faces show hesitation one after another. If they don't do it, they must be punished when they go back. If they kill Han Bin, all their worries will be relieved. The key is whether we can kill Han Bin. Everyone has no bottom in mind. Those who have offended Han Bin are better. Those who have not offended don't know how to choose. One step is wrong, one step is wrong!

Zhang long stood behind the crowd, his eyes flickering with murderous intent and roared, "guys, don't listen to him. If he can't kill him today, he will kill us all." he knew in his heart that Han Bin's words are false. Since he offended once, he's not afraid to offend the second time. With so many elders around him, he doesn't believe that he can't kill a friar on the fifth floor of Qi practice period.

Han Bin's eyes were cold. Endless darkness permeated his deep eyes. He suddenly raised his right hand and pointed to Zhang long.

Seeing this finger raised, everyone's face changed. Zhou Tong roared and said angrily, "Han Bin, what do you want to do?"

Han Bin was expressionless and looked at Zhang long as if he were looking at a dead man. He only listened to his cold voice: "kill, if you don't want to die, get out of the way."

In the blink of an eye, all the disciples flashed to one side, revealing Zhang Long's figure. Zhang Long's face became very ugly. He didn't blame his junior brothers. If he faced such a thing, he would dodge without hesitation.

Zhang long and Han Bin looked at each other. A sneer appeared on their faces and said, "Han Bin, what are you proud of? If Ling Shuangshuang didn't help you, you couldn't escape."

Han Bin raised his eyebrows. If he followed Zhang Long's words, he would close Ling shuangshuangshuang to a dead end. No matter how Ling Shuangshuang is now or whether he has been punished by the Pope, he can't do anything treacherous. Han Bin smiled coldly and asked, "did she get these spells for me?"

Zhang Long couldn't answer for a moment, and his face was quite embarrassed. A moment later, he seemed to know that he couldn't live today. He said, "Han Bin, don't be proud. You can't leave alive if you kill me." he offered his magic weapon and looked like death at home.

The disciples who offended Han Bin on one side were cold. They quickly looked at Zhou Tong. If Zhou Tong didn't stop them, they would be next.

The festival between Zhang Yuan and Han Bin was the deepest. He hurriedly said, "elder Zhou, you can't let Han Bin be so presumptuous."

Zhou Tong's body flashed. When he was between Han Bin and Zhang long, he said, "Han Bin, if you kill again, you will only get deeper and deeper with the national religion." he didn't grasp Han Bin's finger at the moment, so he hurriedly whispered to the other elders: "set up a sword array and do it together." then he made a decision to the flying sword. The light on the flying sword twinkled and pointed to Han Bin.

At the same time, the other nine elders flashed and surrounded Han Bin in the middle.

After ten flying swords pointed at Han Bin, Zhou Tong and others simultaneously made a Dharma decision to the flying sword. After the Dharma decision was made, the white light on the sword was hurt and went straight to the sky where Han Bin was located. Then, ten white lights condensed together to form a transparent light curtain, which trapped Han Bin and ten elders like an array.