As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

After Xie Ming took the Explosive Blood Pill, his strength greatly increased and he controlled the magic weapon Flying Sword. Bang! bump! In two blows, Wang Sheng and Wei Laosan's magic weapons were knocked out, causing their auras to dim and fall to the ground.

Because the magic weapon was shot down, Wei Laosan and the two of them also suffered considerable trauma to their consciousness. Puff! The two of them spit out a mouthful of old blood at the same time.

The force of the magic weapon Flying Sword continued unabated. Before the two of them could recover from the trauma of their consciousness, a green light passed through the necks of Wang Sheng and Wei Laosan, and their heads shot up into the sky. So hope is cut off.

Xie Ming ignored the two corpses and jumped on the flying sword to chase Zhong Dazhuang where he escaped.

"Damn it! How could he have the Explosive Blood Pill? I hope those losers Wei Laosan can hold him back for a while."

Zhong Dazhuang did not use the sword to fly, but used the wind control to fly between the woods. The reason why he did not use the sword control was because it was easy for Xie Ming to find his whereabouts while flying in the air.

Looking back, Zhong Dazhuang breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see Xie Ming chasing him.

"Why didn't you run away?"

At some point, Xie Ming had flown to Zhong Dazhuang's head, staring at Zhong Dazhuang with a ferocious face.

Xie Ming jumped down from the flying sword to add spiritual power to his legs, and kicked Zhong Dazhuang in the head with great force.

Zhong Dazhuang raised the sword weapon above his head to resist, and kicked the blade hard. He felt as if he was being pressed by an elephant, and half of his body sank deeply into the ground.

The long sword magic weapon was also kicked aside by a powerful and heavy kick, and Zhong Dazhuang's hands were weirdly bent and folded in half.

I didn’t expect that I, Zhong Dazhuang, would be pecked in the eye by an eagle all day long.

Fang Han followed Xie Ming quietly and witnessed the whole process from behind a big tree.

I couldn't help but think about it. If I could survive the kick just now, the answer was no. I couldn't help but look at Xie Ming with a trace of fear in his eyes.

How about I wait for Xie Ming to wait for the medicine to wear off before picking up their storage bags? Fang Han fell into hesitant thinking.

Xie Ming did not use the flying sword to cut off Zhong Dazhuang's head directly. Instead, he walked towards him step by step and wanted to twist off his head with his own hands.

He stretched his hand towards Zhong Dazhuang's neck, pulled him out of the soil with a strong lift, and held him in his hand.

There was no fear in Zhong Dazhuang's eyes, but he stared at Xie Ming.

"Why aren't you afraid! Why aren't you afraid! Xie Ming shouted like a madman."

"Even if you kill me, you won't be able to survive for a while anyway. I won't be lonely if I have someone with me on the road to hell."

Then a flash of light flashed across Zhong Dazhuang's chest, and a firebird appeared between the two of them.

"Even if I'm going to die, I won't die in your hands, hahaha!"

boom! The firebird exploded between the two of them. Zhong Dazhuang was blown to pieces, while Xie Ming was blown upside down, vomiting blood in the air and mixed with several internal organ fragments.

With a bang, it hit the ground, and a herringbone-shaped pit was made on the ground.

Fang Han walked out from behind the tree.

Snapped! Snapped! The ground applauded.

"How wonderful! I didn't expect that before Zhong Dazhuang died, he would have a mid-level first-level Firebird Talisman, which would seriously injure you. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to deal with you."

Xie Ming raised his head from the pit with difficulty, looked for the sound, and saw Fang Han walking out from behind the tree.

"You! Who! Who are you? Xie Ming asked weakly."

"The dead don't need to know so much."

Fang Han smiled coldly, slashed with his sword, and Xie Ming's head rolled to the ground. His eyes were wide open, revealing unwillingness and despair. Fang Han threw away two fireball skills and killed the two bodies. reduced to ashes.

After picking up the two magic weapons and storage bags, he flew towards Yujian as he walked back and forth. Soon he saw Xie Shiqin healing her injuries below.

Jumped off the flying sword, landed in front of her, recalled the flying sword, and walked towards Xie Shiqin.

Xie Shiqin, who was recovering from her injuries, heard the footsteps, frowned slightly and slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at the young man walking towards him step by step, he couldn't help but ask: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Fang Han ignored her question, but directly picked her up by the waist, and then collected Wang Sheng and Wei Laosan's storage bags and magic weapons.

Xie Shiqin kept struggling in Fang Han's arms.

"You! Let me go quickly, otherwise you will be dead when my brother Xie Ming comes back!"

"Little girl, you will be my Fang Han's woman from now on. Your clan brother is already dead."

Upon hearing this, she froze.

Looking at Xie Shiqin's delicate oval face, eyebrows like willow leaves, and delicate red lips, she couldn't help but kiss her.

In his previous life, Fang Han was just a wage earner, with a monthly salary of only a few thousand yuan for hard work. At the age of thirty, he still had no girlfriend, let alone those goddess-level beauties who would not even glance at him. A dick look.

"Since God has given me a chance to live again, I will do whatever I want, and I will do whatever it takes to get the people and treasures I like."

Since Fang Han would not suppress a woman he liked, after all, cultivating immortals is not a monk, so it makes sense to relax occasionally.

In the dense forest, a ray of light soared into the sky. Above the ray of light, a handsome young man could be seen holding a beautiful woman in his hands and holding a silver flying sword at his feet. This person was Fang Han.

Flying to a mountainside, Fang Han jumped off the flying sword with Xie Shiqin in his arms, controlled the flying sword to open a simple cave, blocked the entrance of the cave with huge rocks and placed a ban, and walked towards the stone bed of the cave.

"Okay, don't move, I'll help you heal."

Fang Han placed Xie Shiqin on the stone bed and transferred spiritual power into her body with his hands. She resisted at first, but gradually she closed her eyes and entered a healing state.

An hour later, Xie Shiqin opened her eyes. After Fang Han's continuous input of spiritual power, Xie Shiqin's injuries had recovered.

"Why do you want to heal me?" Xie Shiqin looked at Fang Han and asked doubtfully.

"Because I'm attracted to you, girl!"

Seeing Fang Han's handsome face, the sternness and arrogance between his brows, and the tone of recognition, Xie Shiqin's cheeks turned crimson.

Then he took the initiative and threw himself into Fang Han's arms, kissed his lips, and soon the two of them took off their clothes and became entangled together.

The next morning, Fang Han opened his eyes. He didn't really fall asleep that night because he couldn't fully trust Xie Shiqin. Fortunately, she didn't take advantage of Fang Han's sleep and took advantage of her. A trace of tenderness flashed in her eyes when she looked at the beauty in her arms. .

Perhaps hearing the movement, Xie Shiqin opened her hazy eyes.

Xie Shiqin told Fang Han his identity last night. In fact, Fang Han already knew it. Fang Han also revealed his identity as an outer disciple of the Yin Demon Sect, but he did not say that Xie Ming was killed by himself.

In fact, the reason why Fang Han took Xie Shiqin as his Taoist companion was because the moment he picked her up, the Five Transformation Magic Techniques he practiced suddenly began to automatically and rapidly operate in his body.

This made Fang Han couldn't help but suspect that Xie Shiqin might have some unknown physique. Coupled with her beautiful appearance, Fang Han made up his mind to win over this girl.

"Fang Han!"

"Why do you still call me Fang Han? If you want to call me husband, be careful that I deal with you like I did yesterday."

Hearing this, Xie Shiqin couldn't help but blush as she recalled yesterday's events. She said "I know, husband" as lowly as a mosquito, and then stared at Fang Han with a serious face.

"Husband, I gave you my first life. You must not let me down in this life. You are not allowed to find another woman. You can only play with her at most. Otherwise, even if you die, I will kill you."

Fang Han looked at Xie Shiqin's serious expression and couldn't help but pinch her pretty face with his hands, not paying attention at all.

"You have become my woman and you still don't want me to find another woman. It's not up to you."

Fang Han thought to himself.