Ye Heng glanced at Zhao Zhihan with cold eyes and asked, "Are you here for the green flame and white oriole?"

"Not bad!" Zhao Zhihan grinned and said, "I didn't expect that I could encounter a fourth-level monster in this Black Rock Mountain Range. If I hadn't been passing by the Black Rock Mountain Range one day and heard the beasts, I might not have discovered it. This green flame white warbler belongs to us. Look at your appearance, it seems that you are also coming for this green flame white warbler. Unfortunately, you have no chance!"

"Know it, just get out of here, we can pretend that we didn't see you!"

"Even if you give it to you, can you deal with the Qingyan Baiying with your cultivation? You don't know how high the sky is! "

Ning Qianzhi sneered: "The senior brothers in the inner courtyard are really very angry. I haven't taken the mere fourth-level monster seriously yet!"

Five disciples in the inner courtyard sneered when they heard this.

Zhao Zhihan walked over with a smile and said, "You should be Ning Qianzhi. If it were you, there is indeed the capital to say this, but if it was Junior Brother Hualong, it would be a joke."

When Hualong heard this, he was furious and said, "Zhao Zhihan, today you either die or I die!"

"Cross-level challenge? Didn't you lose hard enough last time? I want to kill me this time! I see if you have the ability!" Zhao Zhihan snorted coldly, rushed towards him with bare hands and empty fists.

"My gun has not been built well at that time, so I will naturally lose to you. So what about the cross-level challenge? You will die today!" The dragon-turned dragon spear shook, jumped high, and the dragon spear slashed down!

Zhao Zhihan looked up at the sky, his pupils shrank slightly, and his right hand suddenly condensed his spiritual energy and punched the air!

The flesh fist directly blocked the dragon spear's gun track. The dragon was slightly stunned. Zhao Zhihan sneered, reached out and grabbed the gun and pulled it down.

The dragon changed hands and held the gun, wrapped the stick like a spirit snake, and kicked Zhao Zhihan repeatedly. The opponent's feet were fierce. Zhao Zhihan cursed inwardly and had to let go of the gun and scattered the gun body, danced his fists and resisted desperately.

The two of them retreated one after another without any discrimination.

Hundred-splitting gun technique!

A strong wind suddenly blew under the feet of the dragon, causing his hair to scatter, his robe to swell, and he took a strange step. The dragon spear swung quickly. In an instant, the dragon spear turned into five spear shadows and rushed towards Zhao Zhihan.

Crazy-

Zhao Zhihan arched his body slightly, and a few sparks suddenly came from his abdomen. The jingle sounded, the rag flew away, and there was armor inside to protect him. Although he did not seriously injured him, he was also scared.

This kid didn't brag. He seemed to have practiced gunshot skills and was powerful. He was probably around the Xuan-level level. If he had no armor to protect his body, he would have been blown open.

"Ah!" Zhao Zhihan couldn't help but feel cold. The second-level combat steel armor on his abdomen had countless patterns, which he had saved for a long time before he exchanged for the credits!

"Damn it! You dare to destroy my armor. Today I will take your life!" Zhao Zhihan's fist is bright and golden, and his spiritual energy burst out, coming like a flood!

Then at this moment, the boy on the slope moved!

Thunder Step!

Bang!

Black lightning suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Zhihan. Huang Rou's swords flashed with a strange light, turning into a stream of light and passing through Zhao Zhihan's body.

Puff—

A cross-shaped blood pattern soared into the sky. Zhao Zhihan's eyes widened, looked up at the sky with his arms wide open, and fell toward the back with his mouth slightly open.

"Boss!" Hualong was shocked. The boss actually took advantage of their battle to attack...

No……

Even if it was not a sneak attack, even Zhao Zhihan could not avoid the speed.

"It's too slow, I can't wait that long." Ye Heng turned his head and swept coldly at the four people behind him, "You five are here, it seems that they are here for the green flame white warbler. So are we. If we don't want to die, get out! We are going to make up for this green flame white warbler!"

The four disciples from the inner courtyard looked at the body of Zhao Zhihan falling in front of him, and then looked at the young man holding two short knives in his hand and bleeding on the tip of the knife. A person's name suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Ye Heng... Are you Ye Heng?"

"He is Ye Heng? The rumors are indeed true..."

The four people were shocked and their faces gradually became pale, but they were from the inner courtyard, so how could they be scared away by the disciples from the outer courtyard?

"Even if you are Ye Heng, we will not give it to you. At worst, we can compete with each other and stand up to be qualified to speak!" A black light flashed in the black fat man's hand, and a huge plate-faced axe was immediately held firmly by his hands. It seemed that he was not going to give it up.

Ning Qianzhi took Hualong and Huawu to Ye Heng, both of which were four to four. However, the four people in the inner courtyard were obviously not confident and looked at Ye Heng with a vigilant look, as if they were very afraid of him.

"Since everyone wants to die, I will fulfill you!" Ye Heng grinned, and immediately turned into a wisp of blue smoke and rushed towards the direction of the fat black man.

The fat black man roared angrily and waved the giant axe in his hand and smashed it down on the ground.

Bang!

A huge pit suddenly appeared on the ground. Ye Heng dodged the attack like a spirit monkey, jumped onto the board axe, bullied himself, and held the short knife back. A cold light flashed across the black fat man's neck.

"Woo..." The fat black man covered his cold neck, opened his eyes wide and looked into the distance with disbelief. There were constant screams in his ears. For a few moments, the four disciples in the Xuan Realm actually became corpses and died on the spot!

The black lightning seemed to be broken, wandering in the field at an extremely fast speed, instantly taking down four Xuan Realm warriors, but they didn't even have the power to resist!

Wow—

Ye Heng shook the blood of Huang Rou's two swords, looked at the five corpses on the ground, and a strong disdain appeared in his eyes.

"How can you become a disciple of the inner courtyard?"

"These should be the weakest group in the inner courtyard, otherwise they wouldn't have come to hunt in the Black Rock Mountains." Ning Qianzhi walked to Ye Heng and smiled and said, "I didn't expect that your strength has improved so much. This spiritual-level body technique is so perfect that I can't even detect your position!"

"Boss..." Hualong walked to Ye Heng and looked at him with amazement. Why did the person in front of him kill the martial artist in the Xuan Realm as easy as drinking water? When he met Zhao Zhihan, he could only compete with him...

"Killing people is not that difficult." Ye Heng glanced at Hualong faintly and said, "In your fighting style, if you want to kill Zhao Zhihan, you will probably have to fight for a great loss of spiritual energy. In the end, I can't do anything about him. I'm teaching you how to kill people."

He is teaching him how to kill...
Chapter completed!