The second update...

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Without thinking, Han Yun rolled sideways on the spot, turned around and threw an ice arrow talisman, and cast a move called "Wooden Shield Technique".

Puff! The ice arrow hit a small yellow shield. At the same time, the place where Han Yun just hid was hit by a pile of stones and dust.

"It's you!" Han Yun was shocked and angry. This man was the short-bearded old man from the beast-controlled sect that sold Zihuang to him. He didn't know that he had touched him unknowingly. Did he tamper with Zihuang's seal bracelet?

"Hehe, boy, didn't expect it? I'll give you the storage belt and the cloak, so I can spare your life, otherwise...hehe!" The short-bearded old man pulled out a long sword, which seemed to be a top-grade magic weapon, and was at the same level as Han Yun's sword match. Han Yun couldn't help but clench his fist secretly. The short-bearded old man's cultivation level is at least eight levels of Qi Refining, which is much higher than himself. If he fights head-on, he will definitely die.

"Okay, I can give you the storage belt and cloak, but you have to retreat fifty meters. I will put the things on this stone!" Han Yun said gritting his teeth.

"Hehe, don't think about playing tricks. You have no choice. Do what I said, otherwise you will die!" The short-bearded old man said coldly.

"Then go and die!" Han Yun raised his hand and threw two fireball talismans out. In the market, Han Yun bought five fireball talismans and two ice arrow talismans. Last night, he got seven or eight five elements talismans from Kong San. He didn't believe that he could not kill this short-bearded old man.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

"Boy, see how many magic talismans you have on you!" The short-bearded old man swallowed a pill in anger, and the dim yellow shield instantly regained his light.

"My master has many magic talismans, and there are eight hundred without a thousand. Enjoy it slowly!" Han Yun threw out two rock-falling talismans and hit the earth shield. This time, he reminded the old man with short beards why he was beaten while standing, raised his hand and shouted: "Stone-falling Technique!"

The raindrop-like stone hit Han Yun's wooden shield, boom, boom! Two consecutive shots, the wooden shield in front of Han Yun was slightly broken.

"Hehe, boy! Go to death! Rockfall Technique!"

The big bunch of stones was covered with a bang, Han Yun exerted force under his feet, and the wind boots were activated, jumping back like an arrow, but his chest was still hit by a stone as big as a fist. He couldn't help but rolled his blood and took more than ten steps backwards.

"Hey, there are still good things on your body! Hehe!" The short-bearded old man was not surprised but happy, and pulled out and rushed forward, wiped the sword in his hand towards Han Yun's neck. Han Yun shouted loudly, waved his sword to hold it, and when! With a loud noise, Han Yun's long sword in his hand flew out of his hand.

"Die!" The old man with a short beard smiled and cut it down with a sword. If the sword was cut, Han Yun's head would probably be cut in half. The fierce sword wind made his scalp numb. Han Yun's eyes cold, and a dark light flashed with a flash of black light on his palm had already stabbed a dagger. He stabbed the old man with short beards in his chest just as he was desperate. This was a pure fighting method of life-for-life exchange.

"Looking for death!" The old man with short beard shouted angrily and pulled his sword across the grid, and at the same time raised his foot and kicked Han Yun in the chest.

Ding! Pang!

The long sword of the short-bearded old man was cut into two pieces. At the same time, Han Yun was taken back and flew backwards, falling heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood and stopped moving. The short-bearded old man wiped his cold sweat unconsciously and scolded: "Damn kid, there are so many good things on his body!" He walked over with a greedy light on his eyes.

"No!" The old man with short beard suddenly stopped. Although he kicked hard, he had just taken a few steps back when he was hit by a rock. Could it be that he wanted to pretend to be a fool, right?

"Hehe, boy, he's quite cunning. He wants to pretend to be dead! Then you die! The stone-falling technique!" The short-bearded old man was about to knock Han Yun's head flattened with another stone-falling technique, and suddenly a strong wind blew behind him.

The old man with short beard was startled, turned around and cut it out with a sword, and ding! The broken sword just blocked a "wooden sting technique". A girl in green was standing tall on the stone, her eyes as bright as autumn water staring at the old man with cold eyes through the veil.

"Fellow Taoist, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business! Avoid causing trouble!" The short-bearded old man showed a solemn look on his face, because the aura emitted by the woman was also the eighth level of Qi Refining.

"What if I insist on it!" The girl in green-clothed voice was as beautiful as a yellow oriole coming out of the valley, but there was no emotion in her tone, as cold as ice.

"I am Huo Hun, a disciple of the Beast Control Sect!" The short-bearded old man showed his name, hoping to make the other party retreat in a difficult situation.

The girl in green kept silent, obviously measuring her powerful relationship, and finally said lightly: "I can let you go and get out of here!"

The old man with short beard was stunned, and then laughed wildly: "It's funny, let me get out! Then I have to see if you have that ability!"

The girl in green shook her head gently and said lightly: "Then you have to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man with short beard felt a pain in his lower back, screamed and turned around and cut it away with a sword, but it was cut empty, and Han Yun's figure had long disappeared behind him.

"You..." The old man with short beard regretted it to death, so why did he forget that boy? With a bang, he fell to the ground and blood dyed the fallen leaves on the ground red.

The girl in green shook her head lightly and said lightly: "Come out!"

After waiting for a while, I didn't hear the echo. I couldn't help but frown: "I'm in Shuzhuyuan Zhaoyao, I have no malicious intentions towards you!"

Zhao Yao listened carefully for a while, and suddenly a big purple feathered bird appeared out of thin air more than ten feet away in front of her, quickly soaring into the sky, and disappeared into the clouds!

Zhao Yao was stunned, stomped her feet hard, and cursed: "Coward, are you pretending to be a senior at the Golden Pill stage? Even the people at the eighth level of Qi Refining can't beat them!"

Zhao Yao untied Huo Hun's storage belt and kicked the body into the thorn bush. Although this man was an insignificant disciple in the Beast Control Sect, it would be a big trouble if he alarmed the Beast Control Sect. Zhao Yao was about to leave, but he glanced at a long sword under the tree in the distance. He walked over and picked it up. He couldn't help but feel shocked. Why did the sword look so familiar? He turned the sword body and found that the word "Xuan Lan" was indeed engraved on the sword handle.

The man was a disciple of Xuanlan Sect? Zhao Yao was confused. The disciples of Nanchen Sect actually ran to Beichen to participate in Linqifang. Zhao Yao took out another long sword from the storage belt and compared it. It was indeed the same. This sword was obviously supplied by Xuanlan Sect to the disciples in the sect.

Last time, I picked up two handfuls in Anning Village, Nanchen, and one handful of the pigs in Han Yun, and Zhao Yao took the handful of the pigs in himself. Zhao Yao suddenly felt shocked: "The man in black robe is not the pigs in Han Yun, is it? But where did he get the invisibility cloak and the third-level upper-level flying mount? It's impossible!" Zhao Yao quickly denied his thoughts.

"Hmph, don't worry, go back to Xiuzhuyuan and ask the pig man for a sword. If not, then..." Zhao Yao gritted her silver teeth, felt like she was deceived, and let out Qingluan and left.

As soon as Zhao Yao left, a level 4 monster came over with a bloody smell.

Han Yun endured his injuries and made a big circle. He approached Qishui Peak from the other direction. He changed his seat more than ten miles away from Qishui Peak, took off his black cloak, and returned to Yannian Village with a white feathered crane. As soon as he returned to the yard, he met Luo Huan and Zhao Yao and walked out. Han Yun bowed and stood aside. Luo Huan snorted disdainfully and walked past Han Yun.

"Where have you been?" Zhao Yao said lightly, but her eyes looked at Han Yun with a scorching look, with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

Han Yun said mutely: "Sit around! Sister Zhaoyao is so kind of care!"

"You... are very good!" Zhao Yao nodded and passed by Han Yun. Han Yun smelled a familiar faint fragrance and couldn't help but sniff gently.

"Haha, Luo Huan, Miss Zhaoyao, it turns out that you are here, so I'm going to find a little bit!" A group of people surrounded Wanlibao and walked over. Zhaoyao couldn't help but frown. The Wanlibao's ghost was so dissipated. If it weren't for the concern that it would bring disaster to Xiuzhuyuan, Zhaoyao really wanted to kill him with one sword. If the man in black robe hadn't been the one who had been poisoned by this person last night, he might have been poisoned by this person.

Luo Huan looked a little embarrassed and met: "What are you looking for when the Young Master Wanli is looking for?"

"Hehe, I just came to find you by the way. This young master mainly came to find Miss Zhaoyao!" Wan Libao smiled and touched up, with a touch of his right hand on his belt. There was already a jade plate. The lily hanging lotus on the jade plate was the lily hanging lotus, and Han Yunxin jumped with a thump.

At this time, Liu Xiaoxiao and others also heard the sound and walked out. Wanli Bao Jianjian smiled. The more people saw him, the more they felt more respectful. They held the pot of lily hanging lotus and handed it to Zhaoyao and said, "Miss Zhaoyao, when they see Miss Zhaoyao next time, they are shocked and don't want to eat and eat. This lily hanging lotus is the original... In the next thought, Miss Zhaoyao must not refuse!"

Han Yun almost vomited. This guy had a thick skin, so it was clear if he couldn't do it. Just when everyone thought Zhao Yao would refuse, Zhao Yao stretched out a pair of white and green squids that were as white as water, holding the plate of lily hanging lotus and said lightly: "The young master really wants to give me this plate of lily hanging lotus, which is the exchange for 50,000 spirit stones?"

Wanlibao was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed. If he had known this girl had eaten this trick, he would not have to worry about sending Kong San to kidnap people. He threw a handful of spirit stones over, and threw this beautiful girl who could pinch out the water and untied her clothes and recommended herself to the pillow.

"Hehe, Miss Zhaoyao is joking. Not to mention 50,000 spirit stones, it's about 100,000 million. I don't take Wanlibao seriously!" Wanlibao laughed proudly, and the followers also flattered at the right time.

Luo Huan's expression became extremely ugly. Han Yun glanced at Zhao Yao strangely. Although Han Yun didn't like Zhao Yao's high-profile mouth, he felt a little strange when he saw her accepting the flowers she was holding in Wanli. He seemed to be dissatisfied and disdainful.

"I have accepted this lily cherry lotus, please come back to the Master Wanli!" After saying that, he beat Yu Bento and left without looking back.

Wan Libao looked at Zhao Yao's swaying waist and buttocks intoxicatedly, and said, "You're welcome...uh...why are you leaving!"

A murderous intent flashed in Luo Huan's eyes, and he smiled reluctantly and said, "Young Master is indeed generous, not comparable to me when I wait for me! Goodbye!" After that, he turned around and chased Zhao Yao.

"Stop!" Wan Libao shouted, Luo Huan froze, turned his head and smiled flatteringly, "What else does the young master do?"

Wanlibao stepped forward a few steps and said leisurely: "Luo Huan, you won't be allowed to attack Miss Zhaoyao in the future. She is destined to be my Wanlibao's woman. If you dare to touch one of her hair, hehe... you know the consequences!" After saying that, he glanced at Han Yun and others like a demonstration, and led a bunch of dog legs and walked away swayingly.

Luo Huan's face turned red and white, and his teeth were about to be bitten to pieces. He glared at Han Yun and others fiercely, twisted his sleeves and left.

Han Yun said verbally: "Evil people are beaten by evil people. They usually only bully their fellow disciples. When they encounter a tough backstage, they become soft!"

Bang! Liu Xiaoxiao knocked on the back of the head, and Han Yun screamed in pain and shouted, "Boss, why are you hitting someone!"
Chapter completed!