Instead of a gift, he gave his life to Huang Ping.

"Let's go."

At this time, Huang Ping opened his mouth and heard Zhang Chongxiu's voice.

"good!"

Hearing this, the old man nodded quickly.

"Master, the fog is getting thicker and thinner, and we have all left the range of the maze."

Looking at the surrounding scenery reaching seven or eight feet away, Uncle Fu opened his mouth and said.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the middle of the alley. Seeing the figure, Uncle Fu quickly pulled his hand, and the horse suddenly raised its hooves high, and then fell down suddenly.

At this moment, the figure suddenly threw the stick in his hand, and the next moment, the stick flew towards the carriage with a terrifying roar.

The person who came was none other than Huang Ping, who was behind the emperor, or Zhang Chongxiu!

"Master, be careful!"

Seeing this scene, Uncle Fu hurriedly stood in front of the carriage. The next moment, the iron rod flew in front of the horse with a terrifying wind whistle.

puff!

Even the stones thrown by ordinary people can kill people, let alone Huang Ping, who has thousands of kilograms of strength. The iron rod hit the side of the horse's face, and half of the horse's face was instantly covered with flesh and blood.

It was scraped off, and even the bones were scraped off a lot.

The next moment, the iron rod still rushed towards Fu Bo with irresistible power!

winter!

Katcha!

There was a muffled sound and a crisp sound at the same time, and the iron rod smashed into a large piece of the carriage, flew several feet away, and stuck diagonally on the ground.

At this time, the paper man possessed by Fu Bo had a big hole in his chest. The big hole was torn from the chest to the arm. Apparently Fu Bo used the body of the paper man to forcefully reverse the direction of the iron rod.

Hiss! Hiss!

At this time, the horse suddenly fell to the ground and lay on the ground, whining and kicking its hooves wildly!

In the carriage, Su Hao's face was full of concern and concern.

Sex, if Uncle Fu hadn't blocked the blow, he would have been in trouble.

At this moment, Huang Ping, who was standing in the middle of the street, rushed forward and rushed towards the carriage.

Seeing this, Su Hao waved his hand, and the paper figurine jumped off the carriage and met Huang Ping. At the same time, he took out a stack of paper figurines from his sleeve and pressed it firmly on his palm. The bleeding had been stopped under the Jinchuang medicine.

His palms were bleeding again.

The paper man greedily absorbed the blood, and Su Hao's face turned pale, but he did not stop. Huang Ping put too much pressure on him. The power of the iron rod just now, even if it was He Liu,

Even top-notch warriors are far behind him. If Huang Ping gets close to him, he will definitely die!

At this time, the paper man had already approached Huang Ping and struck him with a knife on the head!

Huang Ping turned sideways to dodge the paper knife, and then punched the paper man on the waist. The paper man flew backwards several feet away, but for the paper man, this kind of damage could not even scratch the itch.

Not really...

Fortunately, the paper man had absorbed enough blood and turned bright red. Su Hao raised his hand, and the bloody paper man flew out, landed on the ground and became the size of a normal person, and then he held a knife to kill Huang Ping.

Seeing this scene, Huang Ping's expression changed. Although he invited Zhang Chongxiu to stand behind him, his power was dozens of times stronger. Ordinary people couldn't hurt him even with a knife, but these bloody paper figures in front of him were stronger than ordinary people at first glance.

Much more, he may not be able to block the swords of these paper figures. Thinking of this, Huang Ping rushed forward, knocked away a bloody paper figure, and rushed towards the iron rod not far away.

Huang Ping's movements were so fast that even Su Hao didn't react. When he did, Huang Ping was already less than two feet away from the iron rod.

With the iron rod in hand, Huang Ping suddenly became proud and strode towards the carriage. At the same time, three or four figures appeared from the street, followed by nearly two hundred soldiers, who were masters of the White Lotus Sect.

"Master, these are bean soldiers made in the sect."

Zhao Xiaoer also saw Dou Bing and said quickly.

Hearing Zhao Xiaoer's words, Su Hao narrowed his eyes slightly. Although the White Lotus Sect has the magic of sowing beans into soldiers, not everyone can refine bean soldiers. In the White Lotus Sect, there are only a handful of people who can refine bean soldiers.

This time it was really dangerous. There was Huang Ping, who was even more powerful than He Liu, and there was also an unknown master of the White Lotus Sect.

"Ms. Ding, can you stop those bean soldiers?"

After pondering for a while, Su Hao said, although he didn't think Zhao Xiaoer would have any objections, he still didn't want Zhao Xiaoer to maintain too much combat power. Moreover, there were people from the White Lotus Sect on the other side. If Zhao Xiaoer suddenly

To rebel is really fatal.

"Don't worry, young master, leave those people to the women."

Zhao Xiaoer is also a thoughtful person, and he guessed Su Hao's thoughts instantly, so he said with a smile.

Walking outside the carriage, Zhao Xiaoer took out a large handful of soybeans from his sleeve, raised his hand, and the soybeans rolled on the ground. The next moment, they turned into bean soldiers, and then fought towards the streets.

On the other side, Huang Ping was besieged by the bloody paper people, killing almost everyone in all directions. The iron rods passed by, and each of the bloody paper people was broken by the waist.

Seeing this, Su Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, and then took out two egg-sized balls from the secret pocket of his belt.

It was the Thunderbolt Fire Bullet that he exchanged before. He thought that with his strength, he wouldn't be able to use this thing, but he didn't expect that he would have to use it now.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, the paper man left the battlefield and returned to the carriage. Su Hao placed two thunderbolt fire bombs on the palms of the paper man's hands.

The next moment, the paper man rushed out of the carriage and approached Huang Ping. Although Huang Ping was much stronger than the average first-class warrior, the Su family also had a method of practicing the magic of inviting gods. He was weak to the magic of summoning gods.

It is also clear that the power borrowed from the divine technique is only external force and is not obtained through years of practice. Huang Ping's perception ability is not much stronger than ordinary people.

If Huang Ping was a normal martial arts expert, he would never have the idea of ​​using thunder and fire bombs, because the opponent could already sense the danger before the thunder and fire bombs came close.

Seeing the natal paper man approaching, Huang Ping just hit it with a stick as before!

Seeing that Huang Ping did not notice the danger, the left hand of the natal paper man seemed to turn into a strip at this moment.

The snake wrapped around the iron rod several times, and then flew with the iron rod, but was not smashed away...

At this time, Huang Ping also realized something was wrong and wanted to loosen the iron rod, but unfortunately it was too late. The right hand of the natal paper man pressed hard on Huang Ping's waist.

The next moment, an earth-shattering roar sounded!

In an instant, a violent light shines!

When the light dissipated, the right hand of the natal paper man had disappeared, and Huang Ping was even worse. From the waist to the chest, he had completely disappeared. Only the head and neck were connected to a severed arm, and even the wounds were turned into black coal.

.

Looking at Su Hao in the carriage, Huang Ping's eyes were full of unwillingness. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He also did not expect that this situation where he had an absolute advantage could be overturned by Su Hao so easily.

An explosion not only killed him, but also Zhang Chongxiu seemed to be blown away.

Seeing the unwilling look in Huang Ping's eyes, Su Hao didn't even think about it. He controlled the paper man and rushed towards the street. There was a master from the White Lotus Sect waiting for him to deal with.

He had told Zhao Xiaoer before that it was true that Jinyiwei offered a reward to Xu Hongru's disciples. In the mission hall, among the hundreds of Xu Hongru's direct disciples, except for those who had fallen into the hands of the imperial court, the remaining ones ranged from a few minor achievements to many.

Even three or four great achievements.

Outside the maze of formations, the old man and the others also heard the earth-shattering roar, but they did not have the magic power to peek into the formation, and they did not dare to remove the magic power at will, fearing that it would be a waste of help.

"Summon some more bean soldiers to defend the surrounding areas."

Looking at the maze, the old man took out a dozen soybeans from his arms and handed them to the person next to him. Although the enemy was still trapped in the maze, he still felt a little uneasy.

"yes!"

The person who received the soybeans quickly bowed and responded.

At this moment, a white figure suddenly rushed out of the maze, and ran right into the middle of the old man and the others. The next moment, the paper man's left hand flashed with a sword, and the old man and the others fell to the ground instantly, clutching their throats.

His widened eyes were full of confusion, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to ask something, but only blood foam came out of his mouth.

In the carriage, Su Hao also looked confused. He had already prepared for a hard fight, but he didn't expect it to be so easy. It was easier than pie falling from the sky.

At this time, without the control of the old man and others, the heavy fog shrouding the streets disappeared, the maze formation dissipated, and the people under control also fell to the ground. Not only that, even the bean soldiers entangled by Zhao Xiaoerding

They all exploded and turned into soybeans again. The remaining three White Lotus Sect masters were also surrounded by Zhao Xiaoer's bean soldiers, and soon died under the attack of the paper man.

"Ms. Ding, do you know these people?"

Standing in front of the corpses of the old man and the others, Su Hao asked curiously.

"Uncle! How is this possible!"

Zhao Xiaoer's expression changed when he saw the old man's appearance, obviously not believing that the old man would die in Su Hao's hands so easily.

"Is this your uncle?"

Hearing Zhao Xiaoer, Su Hao was also stunned. This was the first time he killed an enemy so easily. It was easier than picking it up for nothing. He didn't expect it to be a big fish.

If the old man knew what Su Hao was thinking at this time, he would immediately defraud the corpse. The elder of the Taoist Smell-Smell Tao was actually described as easier than picking it up for nothing.

"He is my master's senior brother. Even the civilian woman doesn't know his specific name."

Zhao Xiaoer shook his head and said: "The civilian woman only knows that he is good at corpse poison techniques and formations. It seems that my master asked him to take action when he raised the army before, so that he could destroy several cities in a row."

"so smart?"

Su Hao was also a little puzzled that such a powerful person died in his hands like a joke.
To be continued...