Chapter 1008 Betting

Hanbing bit her back teeth tightly: "I said it should make you feel uncomfortable." The man in black sneered: "You want to make me feel uncomfortable, but I am so happy." The muscles on Hanbing's face twitched violently.

Hanbing's fists were clenched, and he stared at the man in black and suddenly punched him.

The man in black was caught off guard and was hit by Han Bing with one punch.

With a muffled groan, the man in black was knocked away by Han Bing.

Han Bing did not release his spiritual power, but even so, the power of this punch was still quite amazing.

The man in black fell head-on from the stairs.

Meng'er exclaimed because she knew that if she fell down from the mountain, she would definitely die.

Old Mrs. Li held Meng'er's hand tightly, and she suddenly felt that Meng'er's little hand had become cold. Meng'er was a kind child, and she could not stand hurt or die.

Huo Yiren also sighed softly as he watched the shadow man roll down the steep path.

Hanbing clenched his fists, but his anger was not gone.

Huo Yiren looked at Han Bing and sighed: "You shouldn't kill him."

Han Bing said coldly: "I hate mother-in-law and mother, and I hate others teaching me a lesson."

Huo Yiren said lightly: "Faithful words are good for action, and good medicine is good for the disease. The words of that person are not completely unreasonable."

Han Bing snorted coldly: "I killed him, his broken sword is mine."

Huo Yiren looked at the foot of the mountain and suddenly smiled bitterly: "I saw it wrong."

Han Bing sneered: "Are you talking about me?"

Huo Yiren shook her head: "I'm talking about the man in black just now."

Han Bing said in confusion: "Why did you see him wrong?"

Huo Yiren said: "Although this man has no spiritual power, he is a very terrible opponent."

Han Bing said disdainfully: "What else is there to be scary for a dead person?"

Huo Yiren shook his head and said lightly: "He is not dead at all?"

Hanbing was shocked: "I hit me with a punch and fell down such a high step, can I still survive?"

Huo Yiren said lightly: "Others can't live, but this man in black can live."

Han Bing sneered: "Are you sure?"

Huo Yiren smiled: "I'm sure."

Han Bing sneered: "What if that kid died?"

Huo Yiren said: "What if that kid wasn't dead?"

Han Bing smiled calmly and said, "If that kid is not dead, I will bow to your feet and be your apprentice."

Huo Yiren also smiled: "If that kid dies, I will bow to your hands and become your apprentice."

Hanbing gritted his teeth: "One word is certain!"

Huo Yiren nodded: "One word is certain!"

On the Wild Man Ridge, there was no sound. It was quiet, surprisingly quiet, and so quiet that it made people crazy. At this moment, a dull sound of footsteps suddenly came from the foot of the mountain.

Hanbing's face changed and became ugly.

The dull footsteps, from far to near, are becoming louder and clearer. The dull footsteps, listening in the quiet night, make people feel trembling.

The footsteps finally approached. The man in black who was rolling down the mountain walked up like a ghost, just like before.

The man in black stood in front of Han Bing, covering his chest and gasping for breath, as if he had walked thousands or tens of thousands of miles.

Hanbing looked at the man in black with a surprised look on his face.

The man in black was still gasping.

Han Bing suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

The man in black waved his hand and was still gasping for breath. After a long time, the man in black finally calmed down. He walked a few steps closer to Hanbing, looked up again, next, left, and right.

"If I read it correctly, you were once the disciple of Master Divine Turtle, your name is Hanbing."

The man in black looked at Hanbing up and down and said lightly.

Han Bing said coldly: "I am Han Bing."

The man in black looked at Han Bing, suddenly frowned and murmured to himself: "I seem to have seen this boy when."

Hanbing's nose almost turned crooked.

"By the way, I remembered it!" The man in black suddenly shouted.

Meng'er and Mrs. Li were both startled by this sudden shout.

Han Bing looked at the man in black coldly and said lightly: "What have you remembered?"

The man in black pointed at Han Bing's nose with his hand and said, "I know you. If I'm not wrong, you are the disciple of Master Divine Turtle. Your name is Han Bing, right?"

Hanbing stared at the man in black and said fiercely: "I don't call him Hanbing, I call you ancestor."

The man in black said in surprise: "Your surname is Li, is it Li of Muzili?"

Hanbing stared at the man in black and said nothing.

The man in black looked at Hanbing, and he looked at Hanbing up and down again.

Hanbing took two steps back and said fiercely: "Have you seen enough?"

The man in black did not answer. After a while, he suddenly shouted: "I remember, you are the disciple of Master Divine Turtle, your name is Hanbing."

Hanbing still had a cold face.

The man in black sighed: "One day, one day, a father will be your lifelong! Your master is sick now and it is about to be over. Why don't you, a disciple, go to see him?"

Han Bing stared at the man in black, and his eyes gradually fell on the broken sword in the man in black.

The man in black said, "I heard from Master Divine Turtle that he saved your life. That old turtle is both your master and your life-saving benefactor. It's so inappropriate, so stupid, so damn, so damn, so damn, so..." He suddenly covered his face and burst into tears. As soon as he covered his face, the broken sword in his hand was lifted up.

Hanbing looked at the broken sword in front of him, and a greedy light suddenly flashed through his eyes.

The man in black suddenly stopped crying again. He held the broken sword in his hand tightly and stared at Han Bing fiercely: "I almost forgot the big thing... Let's go... Follow me quickly... Master Divine Turtle is almost out of his way... Before he died, he wanted to meet his damn apprentice... You are his apprentice... You are Han Bing... Do you want to admit it... I will not let you go..."

The man in black was a little confused, and his thinking seemed to be confused.

Hanbing stood there without moving.

The man in black suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Hanbing's hand.

"Let's go... hurry up and follow me... you have to leave if you don't... Otherwise... Master Divine Turtle will die..." The man in black was incoherent. Not only did his mind get confused, but his body also lost balance. He staggered, like a drunken little wife, acting coquettishly in front of his man.

Hanbing's hand was caught by the man in black.

At this moment, the broken sword in the man in black suddenly fell to the ground...

Hanbing was shocked and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Han Bing knew that although Huo Yiren was powerful, she didn't know the value of this broken sword. This was the personal defense weapon of Master Divine Turtle. This broken sword looked very ordinary, but the bright red plum blossom on the hilt of the sword was hidden in the prehistoric giant treasure, the plum shadow god furnace.

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Chapter completed!