Chapter 16 Instant!

The cheers broke through the sky, and the remnants of the cold family seemed to have regained a new life and cheered to welcome the return of their owners.

The gray figure in the sky seemed a little indifferent. Hearing the cheers of these cold men, he didn't even look at it. Instead, he stared at the evil heart. In his calm tone, there was a strange gloomy feeling: "Little girl, I haven't seen you in the past three years, and you are so beautiful... It's a pity that you stand. My enemy, otherwise I may be able to save your life. But now I can still give you a chance to obey or die. You can only choose one of them.

"So, do you have a choice in your heart?"

At this point, the strange eyes hidden under the gray robe were slowly raised.

There is no whiteness in these eyes. A pure color like black ink fills the eyes, making these eyes look particularly strange.

Being stared at by such a pair of eyes, although the evil heart is not afraid, there are more or less strange emotions in the heart. In addition, with her current vision, she can't see the depth of this person's cultivation. He just floats there, and the whole person seems to be a part of the space. If it is not seen with the naked eye, it is probably difficult to detect it by breath alone.

Such a strange thing happened in front of me. Even the evil heart has accumulated a lot of rich knowledge over the years, and it is also extremely surprising.

If this person is Han Tusheng...

Thinking of this possibility, the expression of the evil heart is no longer surprised. Since Han Tusheng was defeated and fled by Lin Fan more than two years ago, the name has basically faded into the sight of everyone. However, the evil heart has always been slightly concerned about this escaped potential enemy. After all, the two sides have hatred that cannot be mediated, and Jianmen has the hatred of destroying the clan in Han Tusheng. Now if he returns to the slaughter area with a strong ability, it will definitely be a great disaster for today's Jianmen.

"Little girl, have you thought about it?"

The gray figure waited impatiently and opened his mouth to urge the evil heart. However, after he finished this sentence, the evil heart felt a huge force from his body, like the collapse of the sea, and the destructive power of heaven and earth. In a moment, there was a terrible scene of waves, fire and rain, and magma on the ground, in front of her. If you want to use any words to describe it, only the word disaster can describe the illusion that appeared in front of her at this time.

The gray figure is not even moving, and this effect can be achieved with sound alone. At this time, the evil heart trembled all over, and a lot of sweat oozed out of the smooth forehead.

Wow!

A low sound of breaking the air came from behind the evil heart. As soon as the sound sounded, it was followed by a black light, dragging its long tail and shooting at the gray figure in the sky.

Pup!

Before the black light approached the other party, it suddenly burst into countless light spots in the air, and the dense light spots were intertwined into a pattern of death. Among them, there was also a flame that could directly burn the soul and kept spitting out a long tongue. Before waiting for a reaction, many remnants of the cold family were burned to ashes by the flames falling from the air and died!

"Oh!" A trace of surprise flashed in his dark eyes, but his figure did not move, and the gray robe rose without wind, blocking all those black light spots half a foot away, forming a semi-circular black arc.

"Is there such a weird trick?"

He smiled, and there was finally a trace of interest in his tone!

In front of the evil heart, a figure standing in the air suddenly appeared. A black robe dances with the wind, handsome with a little evil face, full of gloom!

This person is the heart-eating ghost who has gone and returned.

At this time, the heart-eating ghost was full of cold murder, and black fire floated around him. There is a sharp light on every black fire. When these flames gather together, it is like thousands of black swords floating in the air. Wherever they aim, they will be razed to the ground.

It seemed to detect the extraordinary of these black fires. The man wrapped in a gray robe slowly opened the cloak covering his head.

It was a young face full of black lines, and a ferocious scar on his face revealed a little frost and coldness. However, his appearance is also true that he escaped after being swallowed up by the palace spirit.

However, the current Han Butcher is no longer the peak strength of the four elephants at the beginning. Now he has already entered the middle of the nine palaces, and the bliss is also close to Dacheng. This time, in addition to revenge on Jianmen, he has another purpose, which is to kill Lin Fan.

Seeing Han Butcher's ferocious face, he stared at the heart-eating ghost and smiled, "I remember you. Two years ago, your strength was just an ant-like palace soul master. However, at that time, your hidden weapon star palace had already shined brilliantly. Presumably two years have passed, and your strength has also made great progress. With that, Han Tusheng glanced at the constantly churning black fire and sneered, "It's a pity that these flames that can burn the soul are of no use to me!"

"Oh? Then you are just a soulless thing, a walking corpse. The heart-eating ghost grinned, and anger erupted in his eyes. He guarded the evil heart behind him vigilantly and said, "But you old man didn't die, which was beyond my expectation."

"Ha."

Han Tusheng smiled and shook his head and said, "Wrong, that old man is indeed dead. My current name is Han Youming. I take the word cold as my surname, but I don't live up to the cultivation of the old man. Well, can you guess who I am?"

Speaking of which, the heart-eating ghost is not a fool. However, when he thought of the horrible scene that happened over the slaughter two years ago, his body couldn't help shaking and said plainly, "So you are the monster who swallowed the cold slaughter."

"Monster?" When Han Youming heard this name, he flicked his finger and didn't get angry. "Yes, I'm really a monster. But what about monsters? Under the world, there are many wizards. Which one is not a monster? Even those immortal old people in the eastern continent all look like old monsters. Those strong people who have lived for thousands of years are all magical monsters that are everywhere and smiling proudly. Monsters, what can monsters do? Today, I will slaughter Jianmen cleanly. I'd like to see why the monster should be looked down upon? After saying that, Han Youming pointed to the ferocious scar on his face and said with a wild smile, "This is the memory left by the Lord of your Sword Gate. After two years, I have never forgotten it. Jianmen and what he gave me will be returned to you one by one today!"

With a bang, the cold and mysterious palms hit together. A powerful force exploded, and the sky suddenly shook. Many peerless geniuses hiding in the depths of the plain were scared to open their eyes.

Some of them, such as the remnants of the cold family, were directly shaken into pieces. It turned into a sip of blood scattered in the air, and was sucked by the cold ghost, and all of them were sucked into the stomach.

Although the blood was sucked into his abdomen, it was not refined and absorbed. Instead, it spewed out from his palm, forming a bloody fog all over the sky.

As soon as the bloody fog came out, the evil heart's face changed a little. He hurriedly said to the heart-eating ghost, "Go back, this is his simulated my sword and double evil!"

The heart-eating ghost is not a stupid person, and he also knows the power of a sword and two evil spirits. So he didn't dare to touch these bloody fogs. He hurriedly took the evil heart's hand and flew back.

During this period, the bloody fog continued and chased like crazy. The hidden sword spirit made the heart-eating ghost change his face several times, secretly scolding why the evil heart created such a perverted move. And this move, a sword and a double evil, is in the hands of Han Youming, and the power is more than doubled? Now he has no choice but to keep retreating and running away.

The other party is in the middle of the nine palaces. The power is overwhelming, and it is not a problem to kill the four elephant masters casually. The two of them stood here in the middle of the four elephants and were not dead. I'm afraid that the cold and ghost had a playful heart and wanted to play with the two people well. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the heart-eating ghost to get out of the attack of the cold and ghost with an injured burden now.

Moreover, what Han Youming said next was in response to the idea of the heart-eating ghost.

Han Youming said, "You two babies, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you some opportunities. This is the girl's trick. I will use this move. Whether you can survive depends on the fate of the two of you!"

After saying that, Han Youming looked good at the play, waiting for the blood fog to devour the two. However, if things really develop in the current state, the heart-eating ghost and the evil heart will surely die. However, just as the blood fog kept attacking the place where the two were and making them extremely embarrassed, a handsome figure between black and white suddenly came from the sky!

Woth!

With a sharp sound, a ferocious gray sword full of bone spurs suddenly came with a fierce momentum. The tip of the sword created a sense of burning because of the fierce friction with the air. The semi-circular transparent airflow was separated by it to both sides, revealing the deep cultivation of the person who threw the sword.

The cold ghost didn't care much, but when the bone sword came in front of him, he realized that the person who came did not seem to be the existence that he could solve at will.

In a hurry, I can't care about playing with the evil heart and heart-eating ghost. I only heard a deep shout in the cold underworld, and the wind around me was blowing. One after another, black ghosts appeared, like ghosts, like ghosts and gods. Black monsters of different shapes appeared in the air, faintly causing the wind around and whining.

The sword is coming steadily. The shadow is floating without a trace.

The two forces collided in the air, and invisibly, they have already made more than a hundred moves.

"It's good to come!" Han Youming shouted again and blocked the bone sword ten inches in front of him. Although the blade of the sword trembled, it could not enter any more. Han Youming did this step with all his strength, and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth!