"Thank you, sir, for saving me." The girl reacted and saluted Han Yi.
"You're welcome. If he hadn't blocked my way, I wouldn't have taken action." Han Yi didn't look back, his eyes covering the young man in the distance.
"Why, aren't you going to apologize to me?" His tone was cold and unquestionable.
"Boy, you are looking for death." The young man was furious and turned to look at Nie Yi who was not far away. "If you don't want to attack the people of Hualing Sect, that's fine. As long as you and I join forces to kill this boy, everything will happen from now on."
You can no longer participate."
"Okay." Nie Yi looked at Han Yi and nodded.
"Sir, be careful, that guy is Zhao Butian, the senior brother of Wei Humen, who is in the late spiritual master level, and Nie Yi, another traitor from our Hualing Sect, who is in the middle spiritual master level." The injured woman in the distance reminded loudly. She could
I feel that the spiritual aura on Han Yi's body is only in the middle stage of a spiritual master.
"Yeah." Han Yi nodded, seemingly not paying attention at all.
"You go take care of your senior sister. Just leave this place to me." Han Yi said to the girl on the side.
"This... Young Master, your cultivation level is only in the middle stage of a spiritual master. It would be safer for us to attack together." The girl said, obviously she did not think that Han Yi could deal with Zhao Butian and Nie Yi alone.
"Well, I don't think I said I was alone." Han Yi smiled, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, "Meikui, kill them."
"Yes, Master."
A voice sounded behind Han Yi, and Meikui, wearing a black cloak, walked out of the shadows.
The girl was shocked. He had not noticed Meikui's existence at all. Zhao Butian and Nie Yi in the distance were also shocked. They felt extremely dangerous in Meikui's body.
"Late stage of spiritual master." The girl felt the fluctuation of spiritual power in Meikui's body and immediately felt at ease.
"In that case, I will leave this place to the young master." The girl rushed to her senior sister's side, took out healing powder and sprinkled it on the sword wound on her shoulder.
The woman looked at the backs of Han Yi and Mei Kui, feeling horrified. With her level of cultivation, she actually felt a hint of death from the two of them.
A mid-stage spiritual master can threaten a late-stage spiritual master monk. This person is definitely not simple.
But the next moment, she saw an even more terrifying scene.
Phew, Meikui flew out and appeared in front of Nie Yi in a flash. The black long sword thrust out from under the cloak at an extremely tricky angle.
Nie Yi was shocked and swung his sword to block, but the sword actually passed through his defense and stabbed straight into his throat.
The breath of death appeared in his heart. He wanted to dodge, but the distance was too close. Even though he had been vigilant from the beginning, Meikui's offensive was still more terrifying than he imagined.
Hey, the black long sword pierced Nie Yi's throat, and blood spurted out at the first touch.
Nie Yi fell to the ground, looking at the girls and women in the distance with sad eyes. He seemed to want to say something, but couldn't. His lips moved to form a sentence.
"I... forgive you." The woman also moved her lips, her expression gloomy.
"Thank you." Nie Yi looked relieved and slowly closed his eyes.
"But the master will not forgive you." After Nie Yi closed his eyes, the woman whispered.
Meikui's body flashed, and he appeared in front of Zhao Butian again and stabbed out with his sword. Zhao Butian swung his sword at the edge of the sword, intending to die together with Meikui.
Whoops, the long sword failed, Mei Kui retreated, his body moved, and his speed increased to the extreme.
The feeling of extreme danger exploded in his mind. Meikui thrust his sword from behind Zhao Butian, and the black mist soul circled the sword. Zhao Butian swung the sword with his backhand, again with a fearless attack, and they died together.
Meikui felt awe-struck, and retreated again, twisting the long sword, drawing a twisted arc, and slashed on the long sword.
Boom, the long sword shook, and Meikui's sword struck at Zhao Butian's weak point, completely breaking his offensive.
His body shape changed again, and he appeared in the blind spot on Zhao Butian's left side. He swung his sword and cut through the air, but made no sound, like a sneaking poisonous snake.
Zhao Butian was horrified. The spiritual power in his body burst out without any reservation. The golden light covered his whole body and actually condensed into a light shield for defense.
Stab, the golden light shield was like a white paper and broke under Mei Kui's sword. The dark sword edge cut into his flesh and blood, bringing out a stream of blood.
Severe pain hit his mind, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Zhao Butian's forehead. He turned around, and the long knife swung out a golden light. The light of the knife slashed towards Mei Kui's body with a fierce momentum. Mei Kui's face was shrouded in a black pocket.
Underneath the hat, no expression can be seen.
He jumped up, and at that moment, the blade of the sword touched the blade. He used the force to turn over in the air, landed behind Zhao Butian, and with lightning speed, stabbed the sword with his backhand, piercing his throat.
The sword edge passed through the back of Zhao Butian's neck and penetrated from the throat. Blood dripped along the long sword and shattered on the ground.
The seemingly long fight was actually completed in only a few breaths. Zhao Butian died under the sword of Meikui after three strikes, which shows the difference between the two.
Han Yi could definitely see that Zhao Butian was indeed a desperado who licked blood with his sword. The first two swordsmen and Meikui were trading lives for lives, but Meikui's speed and swordsmanship completely suppressed him, and he couldn't resist at all.
Because Meikui's offensive was blocked, the result is self-evident.
After dealing with Nie Yi and Zhao Butian, Meikui returned to Han Yi.
The two people on the other battlefield saw that Nie Yi and Zhao Butian couldn't even resist Mei Kui's three moves. They were frightened and looked at Mei Kui beside Han Yi.
The two men's offensive began to be messy, but within half a cup of tea, the two Hualing Sect members couldn't catch them and killed them with one sword attack.
The senior sister of Hualing Sect walked to Han Yi, looked at the four corpses, her face darkened, and she held her hand towards Han Yi.
"Thank you, Master, for your rescue. If Master Meng hadn't taken action this time, I and several junior brothers and sisters would have perished in the Monster Mountain Range."
"Little girl Fu Hongling, this is my junior sister Liu Yu'er."
The girl next to Fu Hongling saluted.
"Liu Yu'er thanks you for your help."
After dealing with their opponents, the two young men who returned to Fu Hongling's side looked at Meikui beside Han Yi with fear.
"These two are my junior brothers, Zhou Yang and Qin Linghua."
The two young men also looked at Han Yi and saluted.
"Thank you for your help."
Han Yi smiled and waved his hand.
"There's no need to be polite. As I said just now, the reason why I took action was just because that person blocked my way."
"Okay, now that all the enemies have been killed, it's time for me to leave."
After Han Yi finished speaking, he was ready to leave.
"Sir, wait a minute."
"Senior Sister Fu, what else can you do?"
"Well, Mr. Dissatisfied, several junior brothers and junior sisters and I entered the Monster Mountain Range for a tomb that the sect discovered hundreds of years ago. According to the information left by the sect's ancestor, we know that it was a
The tomb of the master forger." Fu Hongling said this, looking at Han Yi's eyes motionlessly, but she saw that Han Yi's eyes showed no other expression at all, he just looked at her seriously.
Seeing Han Yi's performance, Fu Hongling felt slightly relieved and continued.
"Master guesses that there must be many mid-level or even high-level spiritual weapons buried in that tomb. If we can get the items among them, it will definitely greatly enhance the strength of Hualing Sect."
"Sister Fu, what do you mean when you tell me this?" Han Yi looked directly into Fu Hongling's eyes.
"Originally, with our previous strength, we could indeed break into the tomb of the master forger, but now Junior Brother Nie has rebelled against the sect and has been killed. I was injured again, and my strength is no longer at its peak in a short period of time.
If we try to break into that tomb now, the possibility of success is slim, so I would like to invite the young master to go with us."
"In return, the young master can take away one-third of the spiritual weapons in the tomb. I wonder what the young master wants?"
Hearing Fu Hongling's words, Liu Yu'er, Zhou Yang and Qin Linghua's expressions changed slightly. This one-third seemed to be too much. If the sect knew about it, it would be difficult to accept it.
"One-third." Han Yi smiled, "Since Senior Sister Fu is a disciple of the sect, are you sure you can make the decision on this one-third promise yourself?"
"Since the sect asked us to come, I naturally have all the rights to deal with it. If the young master doesn't take action, I'm afraid we will all be dead, and we will never have the chance to explore the tomb."
"Where is the tomb?"
"It's not far. Just walk eastward for another day and we'll be there."
"A day's journey is not too far. Well, in that case, I will go with you."
"By the way, we still don't know the young master's name?"
"My name is Han Yi."
"It turns out to be Mr. Han, disrespectful and disrespectful."
"Okay, let's go." Han Yi said calmly, without responding to Fu Hongling's words.
"Master Han, please wait a moment. Although Junior Brother Nie has betrayed the sect, he is still in the same sect. I don't want his body to be exposed in the wilderness."
"Well, you go take care of it, I can wait." Han Yi took Meikui to find a place far away to sit down.
Half an hour later, after disposing of Nie Yi's body, Fu Hongling led Liu Yu'er and others towards Han Yi.
"Okay, Mr. Han, let's go."
A few people swept towards the east of the Monster Mountain Range, and soon night fell quietly. On the horizon in the distance, gray swept across, and the forest was dimly lit.
After driving for more than half an hour, Fu Hongling stopped at the foot of a mountain. Night had completely fallen, and the roars of monsters could be heard everywhere.
"Mr. Han, let's rest here for the night. The Monster Mountain Range at night is too dangerous, so we shouldn't continue our journey."
"Well, that's fine. Sister Fu, you are injured, so you shouldn't work too hard." Han Yi showed a faint smile.
A few people sat down on a rocky beach. The night wind blew coldly, and the chill became stronger. Fu Hongling and Liu Yuer's bodies shivered slightly. Even with their cultivation, they could not face such cold.
The wind was also too cold to bear.
Han Yi looked at the two of them and smiled.
"I'm going to pick up some dry branches to make a fire." He stood up and prepared to walk away.
"Mr. Han, no need. Lighting a fire here will attract monsters." Fu Hongling said quickly.