Super Sect System

Han Zhiyu stood up with his hands on the ground, and said, "If I tell you, can you give me a way out?"

"What do you think?"

"I can tell you the whole story."

Wen Ping was unmoved, and said with a smile: "You are so old, don't be so naive. You know, you will die if you don't say it, but you can die more comfortably if you say it."

Han Zhiyu closed his eyes, as if he had accepted the fact, "Come here with your ears, I'll tell you."

Wen Ping didn't hesitate, and stepped forward directly. Just when the two of them were only two steps away, Han Zhiyu suddenly changed his appearance. He became extremely crazy, and his expression followed.

"If you kill my nephew, then leave your life here too."

boom!

There was a crisp sound.

Beside Han Zhiyu's left fist, a blue halo exudes its unique and sharp aura. In the blue aperture, a smaller aperture and a blue light spot are floating up and down along the large blue aperture.

Every time it floats up and down, it is accompanied by a faint buzzing sound - that is the sound of pulse gate trembling.

The moment Han Zhiyu's pulse gate opened, many blue streamers suddenly appeared from the sky and the earth, and they gathered on Han Zhiyu's pulse gate like a tide.

At this moment, Han Zhiyu punched Wen Ping with his fist, with a triumphant smile on his lips.

Two steps away, it's here in an instant!

At such a short distance, Han Zhiyu was 100% sure to kill a monk who was not in the Profound Realm.

Han Zhiyu said with a smile at the same time, "Boy, you are still too young, this old man is not in the state of physical training!"

Seeing this, Han Zhiyu's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Because when he saw Wen Ping who was close at hand, he showed a weird smile.

But at this time, he could only continue to punch, and just as he was about to hit Wen Ping in the chest, his smile froze instantly.

Because a white bony hand suddenly grabbed his wrist, causing his fist to stop abruptly, just one finger away from Wen Ping, even if he moved a little further, no matter how fast his fist was, , the plan succeeds.

"How could it be so fast!" There was nothing left in his heart except horror.

At such a short distance, he was trying to kill a cultivator at the Profound Realm, but his fist was caught.

So let him lose the best chance to fight back.

"impossible!"

The continuous setbacks have already driven Han Zhiyu crazy, the blue pulse door trembled, and his whole body once again erupted with a terrifying momentum, sweeping across the 100-meter range, the blue pulse crazily poured into his vein door from the sky and the earth middle.

boom!

A vibrating pulse resounded through the sky.

The blue streamer also illuminated half of Yunlan Mountain.

Han Zhiyu gathered his energy, concentrated all his strength, and kicked hard, accompanied by shouting: "Boy, and you monster, you all die to the old man."

boom!

The white air waves and the blue streamer instantly dispersed towards the surroundings.

When the streamer disappeared, the Ghost Rider didn't move at all, still standing in front of Wen Ping.

However, Han Zhiyu's kick, which gathered all his strength, failed to shake the ghost knight in the slightest.

"What!"

Han Zhiyu's whole body is not well.

His kick is enough to level a small hill, right?

He had imagined how powerful this monster was, but he never imagined that this monster would be so unshakable.

Seeing this scene, he didn't have the courage to act again, because he was not stupid, how could he not understand that the monster in front of him was not comparable to him at all. His kick, no one in the same situation would dare to take it like that.

The only thing that can continue is that there is no other possibility except Tongxuan Middle Realm, or even Tongxuan Upper Realm.

And in these two realms, there is no existence that can kill him casually.

After taking a few steps back, Han Zhiyu shook his head and questioned in disbelief, "Impossible, how could he be in a small starless sect with such a strong body."

At this moment, Ghost Rider was brushing his shoulders with his hands, as if he was dusting off, only the skeleton's mouth was wide open, letting out a cold and triumphant laugh.

Jie——

The ghost knight reached out, took off the red iron chain from his waist, swung it a few times, and swept towards Han Zhiyu.

When Han Zhiyu saw this, he didn't care about anything, his pulse door trembled again, and he burst out!

Escaping was Han Zhiyu's only thought now.

He has to live to tell the young master that this Immortal Sect has guardians of the Tongxuan Middle Realm, and even the Upper Realm.

If you want wood quicksand, you can only send stronger people.

But at this moment, Han Zhiyu, who had rushed tens of meters in an instant, suddenly heard a voice in his ear.

It was Wen Ping's voice.

"Thousands of layers into one!"

When he heard this voice, Han Zhiyu saw that the iron chain suddenly engulfed him. When he turned his head, he saw Wen Ping who was only three meters away from him, but he had already run far away.

He couldn't help cursing, "What kind of stone steps are these!"

Click!

The sound of the chain tightening came.

Han Zhiyu screamed in pain, the blue pulse door was closed at this moment, and the blue streamer attached to him also disappeared. Before his expression could change, Ghost Rider's hand had already lifted him up. The face with only bones was sticking to his cheek and laughing.

Han Zhiyu endured the pain and shouted angrily: "Boy, if you have the guts, kill the old man, then you can wait to bear the wrath of Jijing Mountain!"

"Stubborn."

Wen Ping didn't pay attention to Han Zhiyu's stubborn thoughts anymore, and let the Ghost Rider "hug" him. Turning his head, he looked at Li He, who was not in such a good mood as Han Zhiyu.

Facing a monster that unilaterally slaughtered the second uncle who had opened the pulse door, the last line of defense in his heart was shattered. When he saw Wen Ping's eyes fall on him, he immediately responded.

"I said, I said everything."

"you!"

When Han Zhiyu heard Li He's voice, he was so angry that his eyes were like a bull's-eye. As soon as he moved, the Ghost Rider grabbed him again.

Wen Ping walked up to Li He and said, "Tell me what I want to know, and I'll give you a good time."

Li He quickly said, "Because of the wooden quicksand in your hand, this thing is what our young master of Jijing Mountain—Han Wen, needs."

"go on."

"Wooden quicksand is a rare treasure of heaven and earth, and it is a necessary thing to make a whirlpool map. After taking the golden shuttle leaf, the young master will only need wooden quicksand. So he will definitely come to the Immortal Sect, and he will definitely Trying to get back the wooden quicksand..."

Li He quickly told everything he knew, and Han Zhiyu who was listening to him was shouting angrily.

Swirl chart!

When Wen Ping heard these three words, his eyes suddenly flashed, and then he fell into an excited mood.

Similarly, when Li He finished speaking, Han Zhiyu struggled violently and shouted angrily, ignoring the fact that the iron chains were getting tighter and tighter as the scorching heat melted his body.

"shut up!"