The next moment.
Black Light smashed his eyes, pierced his mind, and overwhelmed his will. The magic talisman that was shot down finally hit the broken arm, but the mana that poured into the magic talisman and was about to activate the magic talisman suddenly dispersed.
The talisman flickered slightly but failed to activate.
Pfft.
A flash of blood came out from the back of the middle-aged Confucian scholar's head.
His body stopped in place for half a breath before falling to the ground.
This is the third dagger. Separation Fire Sword Art has laid it out a long time ago. This is one of the last moves.
Han Yi did not stop his offensive and pointed sideways.
The first Blood God Sect monk who held the damaged Blood Soul Banner and exploded back more than ten meters. At this moment, his eyes widened in shock. He turned around and ran away without even thinking.
Die, die.
Shi Heng is dead. Those are the top few among the senior brothers Qi Refining Layer 8. Shi Heng, who can even kill ordinary Qi Refining Layer 9, is dead. In an instant, the offensive is reversed.
At first it seemed that the Mystic Pill Sect disciple was just in a passive defensive situation, but after just one encounter, the Shi Heng senior brother died directly.
Horrible, too terrifying.
He suddenly recalled that in Heavenfall City, this Mystic Pill Sect monk had killed two Blood God Sect Qi Refining Layer 7 with Qi Refining Layer 6 in less than two breaths. The nightmare-like feeling of terror was exactly the same as at this moment.
"I hope this master, like Heavenfall City, won't hunt me down."
This lucky thought flashed across the monk's mind, and the next moment he felt a sharp pain in his neck. The sharp pain disappeared just as quickly as it came. Along with the sharp pain, his consciousness also disappeared.
Under the night, in the mountain forest, a dark light flashed, and the head rose into the sky. A headless body rushed out for more than ten meters and hit a giant tree. There was a bang, blood and flesh splashed, and the giant tree was shaken wildly by the impact. After ten breaths, the sound gradually disappeared and silence returned.
Han Yi stood there, his solemn expression calming down. He waved his hand gently, and the four daggers returned to him one after another, suspended in mid-air.
He looked at the two daggers used to attack the enemy. They were dark as usual and not damaged at all, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's true that it's Mid-grade Magic Artifact refined by the master. At least it's strong and not weaker than ordinary high-grade magic tools. This set of magic tools is worth buying."
Then, he put away the four daggers.
That's right, just now, he activated not two daggers, but went all out, using all the daggers he could control within his current ability.
However, they were not mentioned in one place, but scattered.
The two swords were connected and directly attacked the middle-aged Confucian scholar. The other sword had been scattered around before that. When the middle-aged Confucian scholar was completely attracted and his face changed drastically, it pierced through his eyes and penetrated the back of his head to complete the fatal blow.
The fourth dagger had landed near the first monk at the same time that the three Dao Spirits had just popped up and Blood Soul Banner was blown up. However, at that time, he was focused on the middle-aged Confucian scholar and did not activate this hidden hand.
If the middle-aged Confucian scholar escaped, Han Yi would not hesitate to turn the dagger around and use it on the middle-aged Confucian scholar.
And in the end, the third dagger killed the middle-aged Confucian scholar. The fourth dagger easily killed the first monk who turned around and ran away, exposing his back to Han Yi.
At this point, the second kill ended.
Putting the dagger away, Han Yi carefully scanned the surroundings, and after confirming that there was no more life, he quickly cleaned the battlefield.
He first put away the storage bags of the three monks he killed, and put the damaged Blood Soul Banner, as well as the magic weapon that had lost its magic support and turned into a folding fan again, into the storage bag. Then, he took off the inner armor of the three people, whether it was damaged or intact, and after confirming that nothing was missing, left quickly.
Half an hour after he left.
Three figures appeared here. Looking at the bloody and tragic scene, the three of them frowned in fear.
"Junior Brother Shi, Junior Brother Zhou, and Junior Brother Liang, the three are Qi Refining Layer 8. Among them, Junior Brother Shi is Qi Refining Layer 8, but even if I are matched up, he may not necessarily get a good deal."
"It should be the batch of Qi Refining Layer 9 disciples who are ranked high among the Mystic Pill Sect and sent to Jade Capital Mountain Sacred Ground. Only those people have such killing ability."
A young man, after inspecting the scene, analyzed that a fierce light appeared in his eyes, but it was not anger at the murder of the Blood God Sect disciple, but joy at seeing the hunter.
The group of disciples sent to the Mystic Pill Sect by Jade Capital Mountain Sacred Ground are the core of their targets this time.
He was very excited to have one here.
"Senior Han, shall I come?"
The Blood God Sect monk who had just finished the analysis licked his tongue, turned to the young man standing in the middle and asked for instructions.
Blood God Sect Blood God Son, the young man named Han Xuxiao, a trace of doubt flashed across his calm face, and his brows raised.
"Something's wrong."
"Zhou Dan died first, Shi Heng died last, Liang Yiyang escaped and was killed. All three of them suffered fatal head injuries. They should be concealed weapons, and their speed was extremely fast. The other party most likely practiced Sword Control Technique or object control."
"Besides, this technique is very powerful."
"Shi Heng's Silver-Scaled Fan is not an ordinary high-grade magic weapon. With Shi Heng's temperament, if he feels that he is invincible, he will definitely detonate Silver-Scaled Fan, but there are no fragments of his magic weapon at the scene."
"This man killed Shi Heng in an instant, and then easily killed Liang Yiyang who escaped."
"There is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides."
"Furthermore, there is another very important question. If it is the disciples of the Mystic Pill Sect, we all have a list of portraits. It is impossible for Shi Heng not to recognize them. Looking at this scene, when he took action, he should have been confident in his heart, but an accident still happened."
"This shows that the other party is not the person on the list, but someone who hides deeper."
Speaking of this, Han Xuxiao showed a hint of eager interest in his eyes, but it flashed past. If it were five years ago, he would have chased and killed the opponent without hesitation.
But now, he is no longer a lone traveler, but needs to take charge of the overall situation and cannot easily walk away.
He shook his head slightly and counted the time. "Forget it, let's go. This person is not weak. We will meet him sooner or later. We still need to focus on the overall situation, don't create extra problems, and act according to the plan."
The young man next to him, who was shining with a fierce light, had a look of regret on his face, but said nothing more.
The figures of the three people flickered and disappeared.
other side.
Han Yi After escaping into the night, he found a tree hole at the bottom of a giant tree and sat there, closing his eyes and concentrating. His breathing trembled for a few times and then gradually slowed down. His heartbeat gradually slowed down along with his breathing, and finally became almost unnoticeable.
Turtle Breath Technique.
Over the past few years, Turtle Breath Technique has been trained by Han Yi to the level of Peak Mastery. With his current strength, running this spell, he believes that no one below Foundation Establishment can detect it as long as they are not in person.
Although it is Turtle Breath Technique, it is not a closed spiritual mind. Han Yi is still aware of the outside world.
"I don't believe it's so unlucky that it can still be broken this time."
Han Yi flashed this idea. When Heavenfall City, he Turtle Breath Technique was hit and broken, and he didn't believe that he could be hit again this time. If it was true, it would be a ghost.
(End of chapter)