The remaining 24 guards were all dismembered and their essence and blood were sucked dry.

The whole room and yard were full of dead bodies.

The scene was terrible.

Han Su stood naked in the room, his face was flushed, his eyes were bloody, and his face was full of joy.

"The complete version of "Dafa of Taiyin Stealing Essence Asura" is indeed so powerful that it can not go through melee combat to enjoy the spirit, but just create an illusion to absorb all the essence, blood and essence of the opponent's body."

But Han Su seems to prefer to get it through hand-to-hand combat.

He feels that only when the spirit is happy can these heterogeneous true essence and blood essence be refined better.

Han Su looked at the corpses on the ground, and carefully arranged them neatly, as if admiring the most beautiful artwork.

"As long as you absorb a few more out-of-body periods, you can almost break through..."

Then with a wave of his hand, a blood-red shirt was worn on his body, and he muttered to himself: "In any case, when the one-year period approaches, we must break through the cultivation base to the distraction period, and create a clone again!"

Thinking of the scene where the mighty Son of God was slashed to death with a sword in Daozong, he felt a burst of fear.

I don't know which bastard passed it on, so he always thought that Daozong's strength was the bottom among the three top powers, so that he went to Daozong to arrest Yuan Liu without hesitation.

He thought that even if Yuan Liu was captured, Daozong would not dare to make a move.

But Xia Wuji beat him violently, letting him know how powerful Daozong's disciples are.

But what made him ecstatic later on was that he discovered that Xia Wuji was actually the person Shenzi was looking for, and he summoned Shenzi without hesitation.

I thought that the Son of God would be able to frighten all the strong men of the Dao Sect directly, and even kill a few of the strong men of the Dao Sect.

But the end result surprised him.

Shenzi was given a second by someone with a sword.

Only then did he realize that the rumor that Daozong was the lowest in strength was simply not true.

And his plan to use Xia Wuji's more than 5000 million spirit stones also fell through.

Han Su scolded the rumored guy for eighteen generations.

He knew very well that Xia Wuji himself had such a strong strength and had such a powerful sect to rely on, if he didn't follow what Xia Wuji said, he would definitely have a hard time in the future.

There are only two solutions.

One is to spend money to eliminate disasters.

But the amount of money is simply too great.

More than 5000 million middle-grade spirit stones!

The other is to improve one's cultivation level as soon as possible, so that the other party can't do anything about him, or even turn against him, and take Xia Wuji under his command, or directly suck the other party dry, so that he can become his own cultivation level and strength.

What he wants to implement is naturally the second.

"Hurry up! There are three big cities within a thousand li radius..."

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Han Su's mouth.

Then it turned into a red light and left at a high speed.

……

210 Shura Knife

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

The soldiers mound finally opened.

Entrance to Bingzuka.

There are more than 300 disciples from Qinglongyuan, Baihuyuan, Suzakuyuan, Xuanwuyuan, and Budoyuan.

These disciples are all selected.

Except for Xia Wuji, everyone else needs to pass the test of will.

Only those who pass the test are eligible to enter the soldiers' graves.

Xia Hu and Yun Qingyao were also among them.

Xia Wuji took a look and saw that all the disciples of Martial Dao Academy were there, but what surprised him was that Xue Wuhen was also among them.

"Uncle Master."

Xue Wuhen walked to Xia Wuji's side, clasped her fists and said.

"You don't need to call me uncle, you can call me brother."

Xia Wuji said with a smile.

Xue Wuhen was slightly taken aback for a moment, then he looked happy, and immediately clasped his fists and said, "Senior brother."

Tang Yifeng, who was standing at the entrance, turned his face to look at him, and said expressionlessly: "I call him my uncle, and you call him my brother, so should I also call you my uncle?"

Xue Wuhen's face turned pale, and she quickly cupped her fists and said, "Disciple dare not."

"Oh, don't dare? You yelled in front of me, why don't you dare?"

Tang Yifeng said sarcastically.

Then, he turned to look at Xia Wuji, smiled and said, "Master, I didn't mean to target him. I don't care what he calls you in private, but in front of so many people, it's not appropriate for him to call you that."

Xia Wuji smiled and nodded.

As for identity, sometimes you have to pay attention when you should pay attention.

After all, this is a sect that respects strength and has extremely strict rules.

Xue Wuhen also cupped her fists and said, "Disciple understands."

At this moment, the aperture at the entrance of the soldier's mound suddenly lit up, and a passage appeared.

But the entrance is completely opened.

"You can go in."

Tang Yifeng said, "I'll say it again, everything must be done according to one's ability!"

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