In the mountains and forests.

"Wearing white clothes is a good look, but after the war, you have to come in person to touch the corpse, which is really troublesome."

Han Zhao was holding a package in his hand, squatting on the ground, picking up things and muttering to himself.

After he killed Qi Xing and the deputy incense master of Blood Spirit Hall, he also killed all the remaining ten bone refining realm warriors.

There were twelve people in total, and the total money they had was only five hundred taels.

But this is normal. In the past, when Han Zhao was a knife hunter, he would kill wanted criminals until they had no fixed place to live, so he would carry all his belongings with him.

As for these bandits and the longevity cultists, it is estimated that most of their property is stored in the stronghold.

Of course, the black gold gloves worn by the deputy incense master of Xuelingtang are not included.

Although it is only mixed with a small amount of black gold, it is worth at least a thousand taels of silver.

It just so happened that Han Zhao had practiced palm skills and boxing skills again. If he wore black gold gloves, he would have no problem catching a sword with his bare hands in the future.

"We still have to go to Feilong Village."

Han Zhao remembered that when he went to Feilong Village last time, he promised the woman in linen clothes, Mei, that one day he would destroy Feilong Village and rescue them all.

Now is the time.

Han Zhao cut off Qi Xing's head, wrapped it in cloth, and then used the disguise technique.

Kaka!

Amidst the slight sound of bones cracking, his height became slightly shorter, and his originally resolute face soon became cold and proud, with sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes like cold stars.

If you agree to use Song Que's identity, you have to keep your word.

Of course, taking the opportunity to plunder the ill-gotten gains from Feilong Village can be regarded as doing justice to God.

...

Jiulian Mountain, near the top of the mountain, a huge cottage gate is built against the mountain.

Behind the door are two towering lookout towers, with two bandits standing on each lookout looking around.

At this moment, the bandits at the lookout were chatting boredly.

"Damn! I really envy the boss. I often go down the mountain to have fun recently."

"Hey! If you break through the Bone Refining Realm and become the master, you can follow me down the mountain."

"How can I have that fate?"

"Oh~ we can only go to the dungeon and vent our anger on those people the boss doesn't like."

"That's much better than fucking farming at home and being bullied and exploited by these cruel people."

"That's right... By the way, I heard that three good products, or triplets, have arrived recently. Is it true?"

"So what? The boss hasn't enjoyed it yet, don't even think about it!"

"When the boss gets tired of playing, then..."

"Huh? What is that?!"

At this time, one of the bandits suddenly sounded a warning.

I saw a white figure suddenly appear in the forest opposite the gate of the cottage.

"It's a person! So fast!"

The visitor was like a nimble cheetah, moving around in the forest, and arrived outside the gate of the village in a few breaths.

"Something's happening!" the bandit on the observation deck yelled.

Soon the bandits came one after another and gathered behind the gate.

"Who?! Stop!" One of the people on the observation platform picked up his bow and arrow, and aimed the arrow at the man in white below.

Han Zhao paused, threw the cloth bag in his hand, and threw it through the five-meter-high gate.

Gulu~!

The package opened in mid-air, and when it landed, Qi Xing's head turned into a gourd rolling on the ground.

"Ah! It's the boss!"

"The boss has been killed!"

When the surrounding bandits saw Qi Xing's head, they were immediately frightened to death.

The eldest master is a master of the blood training realm, and he is like a local emperor in the Jiulian Mountain area.

There was once a bone-refining perfection warrior who joined Feilong Village halfway and challenged the authority of the master. As a result, his hands and feet were broken and hung from the gate, and he was exposed to the scorching sun and died.

Such a great master who was regarded as absolutely unchallengable by them was now left with only a head with a ferocious expression, and everyone felt frightened.

"Run quickly!"

I don't know who spoke first, but the bandits behind the gate of the cottage dispersed in a hurry.

However, no matter how fast their movements were, they were still not as fast as Han Zhao.

Although Chengyun Leg is just an introduction, with the support of its strong Qi and blood, it can fully display its elegant and long characteristics.

I saw him connecting with his feet, jumping up, and climbing over the five-meter-high gate of the village.

Whoosh!

When Han Zhao's body was in the air, the bandit standing on the observation deck let go of his bowstring, and with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, arrows shot toward Han Zhao's face.

"Bata!"

Han Zhao's sword was slung behind his back, with no intention of unsheathing it. His right fist wearing a black gold gauntlet turned into a palm knife, swatting the arrow from the middle like a fly.

At the same time, he twisted the index and middle fingers of his left hand to clamp the arrow, turned his body in the air according to the inertia, and threw back the half of the arrow with the arrow.

Whoosh!!!

The arrow returned on its original path with more than seven times the force and speed when it came. It pierced the bandit's eyebrows with a swish, and then sprang out from the back of the head. The half of the arrow stained with yellow and white stuff was deeply embedded in the wooden pillar of the observation deck.

The rod buzzes and vibrates.

The gap in comprehensive strength between warriors in the Blood Training Realm and Skin Training Realm can almost be regarded as two kinds of creatures.

What's more, he was still facing Han Zhao.

The last time Han Zhao came to Feilong Village, he had to sneak in late at night, carefully, for fear of being discovered, and to avoid being in danger of being besieged by a group of thieves.

In this frontal attack, even a few more blood training realms could not do anything to him.

What's more, the remaining warriors in the village at this time are only at the skin training level.

"ah!"

"Run!"

"Spare my life!"

Han Zhao was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, using fists, palms and legs at random to kill these bandits until they fell on their backs and cried for their fathers and mothers.

No one could stand up after being hit by him. Soon, a large number of bandits were lying around him, but his white clothes were spotless.

It has to be said that in addition to fighting and maintaining health, zhenqi also has the effect of avoiding dust.

Otherwise, after a battle, the white clothes would be completely gray and gray, and Song Que would lose all his strength.

Seeing the bandits fleeing in the distance, Han Zhao quickly chased after them.

...

When he entered Qi Xing's house, the female relatives inside were in chaos.

"Everyone, stay where you are, don't run around!"

Han Zhaolangsheng Road.

When the female relatives saw his stern face, dressed in white, extraordinary bearing, and the attitude of a righteous hero, they stopped one after another, but they were still a little uneasy in their hearts.

"Are you...Song Daxia?!" A surprised and delighted voice sounded.

Han Zhao looked around.

A gentle-looking young woman in linen was covering her mouth and looking at him in disbelief.

"You are... the Mei family that night." Han Zhao took a closer look and saw that the young woman was the Mei family he met the night he dressed up as a woman to trap and kill the evil blood warrior.

"Don't be afraid, everyone, Hero Song is here to save us!"

Mrs. Mei shouted loudly.

Only then did everyone relax, and many women hugged each other in pain.

"Master Song, there are some female relatives who are imprisoned in the dungeon by the thieves. I often bring them food. If you know where the dungeon is, I will take you there." Mrs. Mei stepped forward.

"Okay!" Han Zhao nodded. Although he wanted to find the money left by Qi Xing first, since she said so, he had to play the role of a hero to the end. Anyway, the rest are ordinary people, so

Can't run.
To be continued...