Eight days later, on a certain mountain peak, filled with clouds and mist, Han Yi and a woman wearing a blue skirt faced each other.
"I've been following you for three days, but I still don't see anything special about you." The woman in a blue skirt looked at Han Yi and said.
"You have been following me for three days. If you want to do something, hurry up and at least give me a reason to kill you." Han Yi said expressionlessly. This woman has been following him since she met him three days ago.
Neither approaching nor staying away, she seemed just curious about him and kept observing from a distance, but this also made Han Yi very unhappy and he never relaxed his vigilance towards her.
"You don't think that I want Yu Qiuleng's reward like everyone else." The woman glared at Han Yi.
"If not, why are you following me?"
"I'm curious. You can force Yu Qiuleng out of the secret realm, kill thirteen spiritual kings, and even practice magic skills that can swallow other people's spiritual power. I really want to see what you look like and learn more about who you are.
What kind of person."
When he heard the woman mention that he practiced magic skills, Han Yi's expression changed obviously, and a murderous aura lingered out, locking on the woman.
"Do you know Situ Ruoyou?"
"Well, we are good friends. She told me everything about you. The other people who have ideas about you probably don't know your terrifying record of killing the Thirteen Spiritual Kings. Otherwise, one or two of them would have been frightened.
I'm going to piss my ass off."
The woman chuckled, but her face suddenly changed, and Han Yi disappeared without warning in front of her. No, she secretly thought, but before she could take action, the green protective mask was torn off by a big hand.
open.
Han Yi pinched her neck, and the cold murderous aura enveloped her, almost suffocating her.
"Don't follow me again, or I will kill you next time."
He threw the woman out casually, turned around and turned into a purple escaping light laser to leave. His speed was several times faster than the average Spirit King monk. After the woman stabilized her figure, he looked up and saw that Han Yi had already
Disappeared without a trace.
"This guy is so ungentlemanly." The woman was a little angry, but she really didn't dare to catch up. She didn't doubt that Han Yi would definitely kill her if he continued to catch up.
After taking out the interrogation disk and sending a message, the woman chose another direction and flew out. Her speed could not be compared with Han Yi.
In a cave thousands of miles away, Situ Ruoyou took out the communication tray and took a look, with a smile that showed success in his conspiracy.
...
Ten days later, over a certain lake, Han Yi threw a shriveled corpse of a giant beast into the sky, then twisted his body strangely, and a flying needle flew past his body.
"Hey, you responded quickly." A young voice came over. Han Yi turned around and saw a purple-robed young man in the distance looking at him with interest.
"Looking for death." Han Yi said coldly, then disappeared in a flash.
An instant later, he appeared in front of the young man in purple robe and punched him down. The young man in purple robe seemed to know Han Yi's fighting style and started to retreat a step earlier. At the same time, he raised his hand and shot dozens of purple flying needles.
As soon as Han Yi appeared, he saw those flying needles coming. Even with his reaction ability and speed, he couldn't dodge them. It was obvious that the young man in purple robe had calculated the timing correctly.
Dang dang dang, those purple flying needles pierced Han Yi's body. Han Yi was not instantly killed by the flying needles as the young man in purple robe had foreseen. Instead, the flying needles pierced Han Yi's body, making a metallic impact sound, and then they were all killed.
It bounced back.
The purple-robed young man's eyes widened. He was worried that Han Yi might be wearing armor, so he sent more than a dozen flying needles towards Han Yi's head, but he could clearly see those flying needles piercing Han Yi's head.
A burst of sparks appeared on the forehead and cheeks, and they flew away, leaving only a faint white mark.
"How is that possible?"
Han Yi touched his forehead and cheek with lingering fear, feeling a slight pain where the flying needle had pricked him.
The look he looked at the purple-robed young man was extremely cold. If he hadn't absorbed the blood crystal of all beasts and condensed the fourth Kui dragon pattern, and his physical body was greatly improved, this attack would have killed him.
Run away quickly, this thought came to the mind of the purple-robed young man. Before he could make a move, Han Yi had disappeared again.
The young man in purple robe injected spiritual power into the protective light shield to strengthen the defense, while waving his hand and taking out the top-level defensive spiritual weapon, alert to Han Yi's attack.
Boom, Han Yi appeared instantly, punched out, and the bronze shield was shot backwards. The purple-robed young man quickly pinched and fired several times with spiritual power to stop the bronze shield.
But the center of the bronze shield had sunken, and a crack spread from around the fist mark.
He turned around and ran away. He no longer had the thought of fighting Han Yi. Coming here to hunt Han Yi was simply a mistake.
"Want to escape."
Han Yi suddenly appeared in front of the purple-robed young man's escape route. He appeared in front of him in a blink of an eye and punched him. With a click, the bronze shield fell into pieces. The power of Han Yi's fist was not reduced, and he immediately broke through his protective light shield.
.
"Don't kill me, I can give you whatever you want." The young man in purple robe screamed in horror.
"Sorry, I only want your life."
Since you want to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed by me. This is the fairest thing in this world. Those who kill will always be killed. Han Yi punched the purple-robed young man in the chest, and the powerful force directly shattered it.
All of his sternum.
Then he put his palm on the purple-robed young man's abdomen and began to devour it.
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Fifteen days later, in a river valley where monster beasts gathered, Han Yi pulled his arm out of the body of a giant crocodile beast that was over a hundred meters tall. The beast suddenly turned into a pile of ashes.
The ground of the entire river valley was covered with corpses, and at a glance there were as many as a thousand of them. In addition to the giant crocodiles, there were also even bigger hippopotamuses, but at this moment they were all left with only their bones, and there was one.
Pile of ashes.
Han Yigang was about to go to the next place where monsters gathered, but three powerful auras broke into his perception. He looked up at the sky, and cyan, gold and red escaping lights flew over and stopped over the river valley.
"Sure enough, that kid didn't lie to us, he is really here." The young man in the golden light looked down at Han Yi with disdain on his face.
"Boy, hand over the Wu Fang Ling in your hand." The young man in the red escape light said coldly.
"Brother Nie, don't talk nonsense to him. He will die anyway if he doesn't hand over those unjust orders. Let's just do it." The young man in the cyan light was very direct and domineering, looking at Han Yi with a look.
Extremely aggressive.
"The three spiritual kings are good nourishment in the early stage." Han Yi looked at the three of them expressionlessly and said lightly.