Chapter 362

Name:Medicinal Immortal Author:Feng Jiong
Two people face a change, cold know immediately way: "you hurry back to inform the master son! I'll help! "

"Good! Be careful Star pupil says, then quickly turn to leave.

Cold know a lunge forward, toward the alley, a sharp breath also burst out.

Although situ was also a spiritual master, he was still besieged by two spiritual masters and two friars at the top of the Ninth level. He was almost inferior. Even if he wanted to escape, he could not find a chance to escape.

Within a few minutes of the fight, he was cut several times by the sharp edge of the other side, and the smell of blood filled the alley with the wound. At this time, he saw an old man with a sword attacking him. His heart sank and he thought they had helpers. But unexpectedly, when the old man's voice came next moment, he was slightly relieved and worried Get up.

"I'll help you!"

Han Zhi's voice came out, and his sword was also attacking the two friars with nine levels of cultivation. In fact, his strength was not as good as these people, but he could only bite his teeth.

"You are crazy! The strength of these people is above you! I can't beat them, not to mention you! " Situ roared, seeing a spirit Master's dagger stabbing at the back of Han Zhi, he quickly raised his foot and kicked it, so that the other side had to take back the attack and retreat.

"Let's go! Go and rescue the soldiers Shouts situ. He reaches out and pushes him to the entrance of the lane.

"Come on, don't go."

A figure turned in from the entrance of the alley and kicked Han Zhi back into the alley with one foot. The sword in his hand was on the neck of Xingtong who wanted to run to rescue the soldiers.

"Star pupil!"

Seeing the star pupil being caught and a long sword standing between his neck, Han Zhi's heart sank. Because of this flash, he was kicked back to the alley and got a knife on his shoulder. His black clothes were soaked with blood.

"You want me? Let them go! I'll go with you Situ drank, with his sword in front of him, and his sharp eyes fixed on the tall and thin man who came in from the alley.

The third level cultivation of Lingshi exudes a dangerous smell. The sword around his neck seems to be set up casually. However, everyone knows that when the spiritual master hands, he can lose his life almost instantly. After all, no matter how fast it is, it can't be as fast as the sword on the Xingtong's neck.

"It's you!" When situ saw the tall and thin man's face revealed from the darkness, his heart sank.

"Hehe, it seems that you still remember me."

The tall and thin man's Yin test eyes were less on situ Nansheng's body and sneered: "it's really hard to find a place to get here. It's really asking me to wait until you come to Tianlong city."

Xingtong has been paying attention to the man who holds the sword around her neck. Seeing that his attention is all attracted by situ, the monks surround Han Zhi and situ. Seeing that the situation is getting worse, she bites her teeth and quickly flashes out of his sword while they are talking. However, her neck is still sharp The sword cut a hole and the blood ran straight.

After escaping under the sword, she did not stop to run to the entrance of the alley. However, the tall and thin man snorted coldly and flew out with a sharp sword in his hand.

"Be careful!"

Han Zhi's situ exclaimed a warning, but could she avoid the sword attacked by the spirit Master.