Ji Jian's aftertaste locked on Wang Han in the distance.

Rotate the soles of the feet.

If you dodge, you will run in one direction.

Luo Qian picked up his fingers.

A sword energy cage rose from the ground and was about to trap Ji Jian.

Unexpectedly, Ji Jian suddenly turned around and rushed towards Wang Han.

The Qi body outside the five fingers lingered with strange evil energy, forming a hand claw, and pinched Wang Han's neck.

Wang Han's pupils instantly turned into vertical pupils.

Under the crisis of life and death.

A force hidden in the body for a long time is about to recover.

Ji Jian suddenly felt his hair stand upside down.

That horrifying aura was even no less than that of the old master.

But the vast aura with the old master is two extremes.

Even if he was a demon, he felt trembling and frightened.

There seems to be blood suppression between the two.

But the arrow had to be fired on the string.

As his claws were about to pinch Wang Han's neck.

Wang Han's eyes also turned into two thin lines.

It's only a thread away from the rampage.

A warm palm fell on Wang Han's shoulder.

It suppressed the violence that was about to move in Wang Han's heart.

The other hand also strangled Ji Jian's wrist.

The old master stood beside Wang Han.

Kind face.

There is always a smile that makes people feel like spring breeze.

The snow-white long hair was tied up with a cow's nose on his head by wooden branches.

A wide and clean Taoist robe.

Immortal style and Taoist bone.

Like a banished immortal.

Ji Jian's expression changed drastically.

At close range.

You can hear the violent beating of Ji Jian's heart in horror.

Ji Jian hurriedly pulled his hands, and with the other hand he pinched out a strange hand trick.

It hit the old master's heart.

Take offense as defense.

Take action decisive and ruthless.

It is in line with the identity method of the leader of Juyi Alliance.

The old master smiled plainly.

Boom!

A loud bang!

Suddenly exploded!

Like thunder trembling on the ground!

The wide Taoist robe sounded!

A storm swept by!

Ji Jian's robe exploded with the strong wind.

Ji Jian floated backward like a kite with a broken string.

But his wrist is still in the hands of the old master.

So much so that Ji Jian looked like a plastic bag hanging on a tree trunk was blown up by the wind.

Ji Jian was shocked.

It completely lost its previous arrogant and unruly.

As the leader of the Juyi Alliance, he has been in the world for most of his life.

Ji Jian is also a ruthless and decisive person.

The eyes were covered with bloodshot.

The whole popularity is crazy.

He cut off his wrist that was strangled by the old master.

The body flew backwards.

Ji Jian looked ruthless.

The body withered instantly.

Turn around and run.

Just like the blood escape technique used by Fan Yangping before.

Fan Yangping and others took a look and found that the leader actually ran away first, ignoring them.

Immediately turned my head and ran away in scatter.

The old master raised his hand and pressed it down.

Luo Qian raised his hand and picked it up.

Boom!

After a loud bang.

Fan Yangping and the other two were nailed to the ground.

Each person was stuck with several Qi-body swords inserted diagonally outside his body to trap them.

Fan Yang was ashamed and closed his eyes in despair.

Seeing this, Ran Kun and others broke the defense on the spot and sent a telegram directly, "Fan Yangping, I..."

"God Master, don't let Ji Jian run away!"

Wang Han stared at Ji Jian, who had become a small black dot.

Ji Jian from Chaoyuan Realm used the blood escape technique faster than Fan Yangping's level.

It goes without saying how much benefit a Chaoyuan Realm can bring to Wang Han.

It would be strange if Wang Han was not jealous.

The old master patted Wang Han on the shoulder.

A meaningful smile said.

"Let me leave it for you to catch me in the future!"

"Teacher God!"

The other people came to say hello.

The old master suddenly leaned over and picked up the hanging pen that Fan Yangping had forced out of his arm.

"Has Xuan Daosi been born?"

"right!"

The old master twisted the hanging pen and turned his head to look at Wang Han.

"It seems that the difference between what the imperialist guessed, the human-demon seal is probably loosened! It is inevitable that the human-demon escapes from the trap!"

The old master handed the hanging pen to Wang Han.
Chapter completed!