Immortal Revenge

At the thought of his parents becoming like this, Han Bin left endless hatred in his heart. His eyes were red with blood. "Die!" Lingli didn't want money. Lingli pointed straight out one after another, and more than a dozen people died in the twinkling of an eye. Those monks were afraid of being killed and hurriedly ran away. Han Bin still didn't let them go and pointed to the air.

Above the sky, bodies quickly fell on the ground.

Li Ming's heart was dripping blood. He suddenly felt that he had offended those who did not dare to offend, and said loudly, "Taoist friend, don't kill again..."

The monks who watched were creepy one by one. They said in their hearts, "this man is too cruel. He killed hundreds of monks at once."

At this time, a man suddenly flew out of the valley and came to Han Bin in the twinkling of an eye. His body exuded a huge breath. It was obviously a friar in the foundation period. His eyes stayed on Han Bin and said coldly, "have you killed enough?"

Han Bin's eyes are red with blood, his hair floats in the wind, and his cold face looks more like a murderous devil.

"Roll!" Han Bin looked at the man coldly and raised his hand.

The people around him were stunned. They thought Han Bin would leave after seeing the friar during the foundation period, but he not only didn't leave, but also let the other party roll.

During the foundation period, the Friar's face was angry. When his right hand explored, it turned into a big black hand and grabbed Han Bin.

"Looking for death!" Han Bin's spiritual power was released, and a white light was emitted from his fingers, and he immediately met the big black hand. Then, an unbelievable scene appeared. After the white light met the black big hand, the big hand just held on for half a breath and ran away. Then the white light flashed and went straight to the friars in the foundation period.

During the foundation period, the friar didn't expect this result. He was stunned and forgot to resist. When he reacts, white light has come to his chest and shot into his body. His body trembled, and the spiritual power in his body was absorbed by white light at an amazing speed. Each wave of spiritual power absorbed by white light decreased by one point.

All this has been said for a long time. In fact, it is the time between the blink of an eye.

During the foundation building period, the friar turned pale, his body stumbled and nearly fell to the ground. Sensing that the spiritual power in his body had dissipated, there was a cold sweat behind him. If the other party attacked again, wouldn't he be killed on the spot? Thinking of this, he trembled and couldn't care so much. He quickly arched his hands and said, "senior, I know I'm wrong. Please show mercy." he bowed and apologized. As long as Han Bin didn't kill him, he would be willing to be a grandson.

"Waste!" Han Bin raised his hand and put it down, looking at Li Ming not far away.

During the foundation period, the friar breathed a sigh of relief, thanked him and retreated to the valley.

Han Bin looked tight. If he was allowed to enter the valley, he would surely attract the strong in the golden elixir period and quickly raise his hand. The other party's body trembled slightly and fell to the ground. At the moment of landing, he widened his eyes and looked incredible. When he left, he really wanted to inform friar Jindan. Unexpectedly, he was seen through by Han Bin.

Han Bin looked at Li Ming and said coldly, "do it yourself or I'll come."

Li Ming clenched his teeth. He knew he couldn't escape this time. He slapped his head. He saw a flash of blood and fell on the ground.

In the valley, a figure suddenly appeared, emitting an amazing smell. It was much thicker than the previous monk in the foundation period. As soon as he appeared, the monks who were watching showed respect.

Li Ming is dead. If he knows that the golden elixir friar will appear at this time, he doesn't know if he will regret that he committed suicide too soon.

As soon as the man appeared, his eyes fell on Han Bin and said in a cold voice: "this is not a place to kill, go away!!!"

A rolling word, with huge authority, fell in front of Han Bin.

Han Bin suddenly stepped back three steps and vomited blood. He took a deep look at each other, remembered each other's appearance and turned away.

Not long after Han Bin left, another Jindan friar appeared, smiled and asked, "Yang Xiu, why didn't you kill him?"

Yang Xiu smiled calmly and said, "he's obviously not a monk of the state of Zhao. If he dares to make trouble here, the background must be different." speaking of this, he paused, looked at the direction Han Bin left, and continued: "we don't have to do it. The disciples of Zhao feimen will chase him. Isn't it better for us to make trouble in the state of Zhao?"

At the border of Zhao state, Han Bin faces a wide river with his back. The river is fast flowing down the river. Not far away, five monks in blue looked at him warily. The magic instruments were suspended around the five people, emitting dazzling light. The five people were as pale as paper, which obviously consumed a lot of spiritual power.

The five people wore the same clothes, and a fist sized "Zhao" was embroidered on their chest, which confirmed their identity. All of them were Zhao Fei's disciples. Their accomplishments were all in the early stage of foundation construction. After they got the news that Han Bin had entered the state of Zhao, they kept tracking it up day and night. Finally, they had to know that Han Bin had been to the trading conference. When they arrived, Han Bin had left and came all the way.

I don't know whether to say that the five were lucky or that they were extremely unlucky. After several days of pursuit, they finally met Han Bin at the border of Zhao. When the five saw Han Bin, they naturally didn't pay attention to him. Everyone wanted to kill Han Bin first and snatch credit. But they didn't arrive first. Han Bin's random spells made them slightly injured.

Han Bin stood by the river. His clothes rolled gently under the breeze. He glanced at the five people and said, "I can take you on the road." he didn't like the friars in the state of Zhao. Since he left tianmingzong, he didn't know how many people he had killed. The death of his father and mother made his heart very cold.

When the heart is cold, the hand is cruel.

Han Bin took a deep breath and released five spiritual fingers to the five people. Five white lights flashed through and went straight to their bodies.

The bodies of the five people could not help trembling. Four of them could not resist the erosion of the spiritual power finger, fell to the ground and died. Only one person survived. His body stumbled and nearly fell to the ground. For a long time, he stood firm and hated Han Bin: "you are stronger than I thought, but if you kill the friar of Zhao, you will die in the hands of Shizu sooner or later."

Han Bin's generation was most afraid of threats. As soon as he raised his hand, the Lingli finger was released and took the other party's life.

After killing the other party, Han Bin offered his flying sword. His figure jumped up and fell on the sword, breaking through the air.

The river at the foot is called Dongyuan river. The river is thousands of feet wide and stretches for thousands of miles. One side is the state of Zhao and the other is the state of Tang.

Han Bin flew over the Dongyuan River, looked up at the front, held back the direction and flew away quickly.

Three days later, Han Bin appeared at the foot of a mountain. His divine sense radiated. He felt that the local spiritual power was very strong, which was not much worse than the Tianming sect's main peak. No wonder the Tang state was the strongest sect in the ten continents. In such a strong place, he was afraid that he could not cultivate high-level friars?

Looking at the top of the mountain, Han Bin didn't fly away, but walked up the steps step by step.