"Master Han, what are your orders for calling me here in such a hurry?" one of them said with a smile.
Han Wuji looked at the figure who appeared and was immediately overjoyed, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw. He quickly pointed at Xiao Long in front and said: "Come on, as long as you kill this thief, I promise you that I will refine as many pills as you want."
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These people were all the helpers that Han Wuji had called earlier. They were a beat slower than Zhou Tong, and they all arrived at this moment.
This is the appeal of the alchemist. Just respond and countless people will come to help. They are all very happy to let Han Wuji owe them a favor.
Seeing this, Zhou Tong followed suit and said, "Whoever kills him, I will also refine the elixir for him."
Zhou Tong's reputation was even greater than that of Han Wuji. Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this and looked at Xiao Long with evil intentions.
"Everyone, come together and kill him!"
"Kill him!"
Under the call of Han Wuji and Zhou Tong, everyone used their special skills and rushed towards Xiao Long, using their dazzling magical powers to hit Xiao Long crazily.
"Open Mountain Palm!"
"The Heaven-turning Divine Sword!"
“The water overflows the golden mountain!”
Only a dozen magical powers were seen coming out, violent energy scattered in all directions, the buildings in the sky below were collapsed by the spilled energy, and the onlookers screamed and backed away to avoid being affected.
The Immortal King is a rare super master in Tianhuang City, but now, because of Han Wuji's call, twenty or thirty people came out at once, which gave everyone in Tianhuang City an unreal feeling.
Xiao Long looked at the people coming towards him, with a disdainful sneer on his lips.
"There are so many people here who are willing to die. It's really lively. Then I will be merciful and give you a ride!"
Xiao Long closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes had lost their color, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.
"The Great Dream Ancient Scripture!"
At this moment, Xiao Long opened the Ancient Dream Sutra. In the dream state, any of his magical powers can be used ten times or a hundred times faster.
In an instant, hundreds of void teleportation arrays appeared, and Xiao Long's body flashed continuously as he shuttled through the crowd and punched out.
The first punch knocked out the nearest monk. The man's body burst into flames and was swallowed up by the flames.
Now Xiao Long has the body of the Law of Fire. He can release the perfect Law of Fire with just one punch. No one can withstand it yet!
“Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!”…
In less than a second, Xiao Long moved more than a dozen times in succession, and the sound of explosions continued to resound. Each punch could blow up a person and burn him to ashes.
Screams resounded in the sky, and those seemingly powerful magical powers were like nothing in front of Xiao Long's teleportation array, easily shuttling back and forth.
Those strong men in the early stage of the Immortal King are now lambs waiting to be slaughtered. They have no power to resist at all and are being harvested.
At first, Han Wuji sneered, mocking Xiao Long for not overestimating his abilities. No matter how powerful one person is, can he deal with so many immortal kings?
But in the next second, he and Zhou Tong were stunned, their eyes turning from disdain to horror, and finally fear!
The scene in front of them completely subverted their understanding.
Faced with the siege of so many Immortal Kings, Xiao Long activated the Void Teleportation Array again and again, killing everyone in and out of the crowd, killing every punch. It was like exploding firecrackers, and a string of figures were all burned up by the flames.
"How is that possible? What speed is that!"
"That's not speed, but formation, a short-distance teleportation formation!"
"No way, in less than a second, the teleportation array was deployed more than ten times in a row!"
Many sharp-eyed onlookers were also shocked and didn't know how to describe their mood at this moment.
At this moment, in their eyes, Xiao Long is no longer a genius, nor a monster. He can only be described as a monster.
Even a monster like Xuan Mingzi cannot do this.
"Run away! This thief is too strong, I can't even touch him!"
"Master Han, I'm sorry, please leave first!"
Some people can't hold on anymore. Xiao Long's teleportation speed is too fast. They can't even hit him. They can only be beaten passively. Who dares to fight?
So, they all resigned one after another, not intending to wade into this muddy water, lest Han Wuji lose his favor and lose their lives here.
It's a pity that since they are here, how can Xiao Long let them leave?
He teleported to them instantly, punched out, and the flames rose, burning the last two people to ashes.
From start to now, just two breaths!
Just two breaths!
At this point, none of the dozens of helpers recruited by Han Wuji were left alive, and they were all dead.
"Is this a human or a ghost?" Han Wuji was horrified.
The head of the family, Han Feng, sat directly on the ground, shivering. He knew that the Han family was finished!
Zhou Tong's eyes were straightened, and the arrogance in his eyes no longer existed, but there was only fear in his eyes.
Xiao Long's method cannot be explained theoretically, and it cannot be explained at all. Even Xuan Mingzi cannot arrange so many teleportation arrays in one second.
"Danhuang Sect, right? I will go there in person another day, but I will collect some tips today."
Xiao Long waved it out casually, and the flames flew over, swallowing up Zhou Tong, Han Wuji, and Han Feng.
"ah!!!"
The three of them screamed, and Zhou Tong used a migration talisman to try to escape, but unfortunately, he was targeted by Xiao Long. Where could he escape? He randomly imprisoned him in a space and solidified his space, making him unable to escape.
In this way, under the numb and dull eyes of countless people, the two elders of the Danhuang Sect and the head of the Han family died in Xiao Long's hands, and were burned to the point where nothing was left.
Xiao Long clapped his hands, looked at the nearby silent onlookers, and said calmly: "Whoever is dissatisfied can stand up."
Among this group of onlookers, there must be people who have been bribed by the Han family, or forces that have a cooperative relationship with the Han family. After all, the connections of an alchemy family are unimaginable.
But at this moment, no one stood up to speak for the Han family!
This god of death is so terrifying.
With such strength, what can you do no matter how many connections you have? Let alone an alchemy family, it is an alchemy sect. A large number of alchemists can be wiped out with just a flip of a hand.
Even Zhou Tong, who was at the peak of the Immortal King in the middle stage, was killed easily without any effort.
In this way, only Fang Tianxing, who is in retreat and is trying his best to attack the late Immortal King, has some hope.
Xiao Long turned his eyes and looked towards the Han family.
Seeing Xiao Long's gaze, everyone in the Han family turned pale with fright, lowering their heads and not daring to meet his eyes.
Only one elder of the Han family mustered up the courage to fly up and said with sincerity and fear: "Xiao...Senior Xiao, please forgive me if I have offended my Han family. Now that the head of the family and the third elder are dead, if you have any requests, feel free to ask for them."
, our Han family is unconditionally satisfied."
At this moment, the arrogance of the Han family has disappeared, and they are called Senior Xiao. They can only compromise and see if Xiao Long can spare the Han family.