Chapter 241: The mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole is behind

The white-haired old man never expected that the poison of Wandu Sect, Wandu Guizong, was so powerful.

A chill rose from the bottom of his heart, and he had already thought of death.

Xin Sanhu was sure to win, and he gritted his teeth and his palm power increased sharply.

The white-haired old man fell out on his back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Xin Sanhu did not give the other party any chance to breathe. The slender palm as thin as bird's claws suddenly stretched out and grabbed the white-haired old man's chest. Five slender fingers suddenly popped out five sharp nails, stabbing the white-haired old man's chest like five sharp knives. His other hand had sealed the white-haired old man's retreat.

The blood in the white-haired old man's mouth blew wildly, and his blurry face gradually turned into a leopard face, and in a moment he turned into a monster with a leopard head and human body.

Xin Sanhu laughed: "It's a pity that you had just become a little bit human, and I was beaten back to my original form at once. I didn't want to kill you, but it's a pity that someone offered a high price to ask for your head."

The white-haired old man took several steps back and asked vaguely: "Who wants you to kill me?"

Xin Sanhu smiled and shook his head: "I am a professional killer. Killers also have killer rules. How can they easily reveal the secrets of their customers?" He looked at the white-haired old man's violently trembling hands and sighed: "You and I have been together for hundreds of years. Although we are not old friends, at least we are old acquaintances. I feel uncomfortable killing you today." As he spoke, he wanted to shed a few tears, but unfortunately, he didn't even have a single tear.

The white-haired old man laughed to the sky: "Do you want my divine core?"

Xin Sanhu smiled and said, "I know that you call yourself a divine beast, and your actual cultivation is still on the dividing line between the super spirit beast and the primary level of the divine beast. The divine core has just begun to have a contour. You can neither leave your body nor attack... If you give me the divine core, I can make an exception. Not only can you tell you who is going to kill you, but you can also let you go... What do you think?" After he finished speaking, his red eyes stared at the white-haired old man tightly.

The white-haired old man sighed and wiped the blood stains on the corner of his mouth: "I can give you the divine core, but you have to tell me first who wants you to kill me."

Xin Sanhu smiled: "This is easy, but I can't be sure if you have a divine core?"

The white-haired old man sneered: "Maybe you don't know that from the beginning of the spirit beast, you can condense the qi and nucleus into a nucleus. The nucleus of the spirit beast is called the spirit core, and the nucleus of the divine beast is called the divine core. However, the nucleus of the spirit beast cannot be separated from the body. Once it leaves the body, the nucleus of the qi will be dispersed. The nucleus of the divine beast can not only leave the body, but also has an attack power equivalent to the divine beast itself." As he spoke, he groped in front of his chest with his trembling hands, as if he was looking for something.

Xin Sanhu's red eyes were shining: "A divine core has the same attack power as the divine beast. If he got the divine core of this leopard beast, what kind of situation would it be? If his attack power is superimposed with the attack power of the leopard beast, then the power..." He couldn't imagine what kind of power it was, and he felt excited when he thought about it.

The white-haired old man was extremely weak. He felt that "Ten Thousand Poisons Return to the Sect" had burned all his internal organs. He now had no strength to escape. The only thing he wanted to do now was to self-destruct! Self-destruct the divine core and destroy the soul. Even if he died, he would not hand over the divine core to this despicable and shameless villain. He concentrated all his life's strength on his palm. He was ready, and his palm suddenly moved away, and then used all his strength to hit his chest.

Xin Sanhu was still immersed in that beautiful imagination, and he didn't even know what the white-haired old man wanted to do.

The white-haired old man's palm suddenly hit his chest. If the self-destruction is successful, his strength will increase several times in an instant. If so, he can kill Xin Sanhu with one hand! He has accumulated all his strength in this palm. His purpose is not to kill people, but to commit suicide. Because the divine core of the divine beast explodes and the soul is destroyed, it will be a disaster. With his current cultivation level, he will never have the chance to be resurrected again.

Luo Xiaofeng wanted to rush over, but he could not move forward. A huge force wrapped him up, and he felt difficult to breathe. He felt that the huge pressure did not come from the old man with white hair or Xin Sanhu, but from the huge metal coffin. What's going on? Is there a top master hidden in the coffin?

The white-haired old man's palm suddenly hit his chest. But just as his palm was about to fall, all the strength he had gathered suddenly disappeared. He raised his head in surprise and saw a cold face. There was no expression on this cold face, as if he was wearing a mask.

"Hanbing? Is it you?" The white-haired old man looked at Hanbing in surprise, "Is it you the person Xin Sanhu is talking about?"

Han Bing sneered and said, "Not bad! I spent 500,000 gold coins to kill you!"

The white-haired old man stared at Han Bing in a daze. After a long time, he sighed: "I only now understand that you asked me to come out of the mountain, not to ask me to serve the Great Zhao Empire, but to kill me."

Xin Sanhu walked over slowly with a proud look on his face: "This is what we planned."

The white-haired old man smiled and said, "Is our transaction also a scam you set up?"

Xin Sanhu smiled and said, "How domineering and perverted is the Netherworld Xuanlie Realm? How could my little Xin Sanhu have their Nine Change Blood Coffin, the divine artifact of the Nine Change Blood Coffin? What's more, this Nine Change Blood Coffin is also a legend. No one can tell whether it really exists."

Han Bing said coldly: "In order to save his precious son Zhao Meixue, he has long been unable to tell the truth."

Xin Sanhu sighed, with a sense of helplessness and sadness in his tone: "You can't blame me if you die, but if you want to blame you, you can only blame you for being too stupid." After saying this, he waved his hand gently.

A huge leopard head rolled to the ground, and the headless body of the white-haired old man stood there motionlessly.

Han Bing's hand slowly shrank back. He clearly held a blood-covered sharp knife in his hand. The sharp knife pierced his heart the moment before the white-haired old man exploded. All the power he gathered collapsed with the knife.

Xin Sanhu looked at the corpse of the white-haired old man, shook his head, and said three times, "What a pity". He was not a pity for this white-haired old man with a high level of cultivation. He was a pity for the divine core of this divine beast. Once the divine beast dies, the soul is completely destroyed, and the divine core disappears in an instant.

Hanbing shook his hand, and a golden flower pocket slowly fell in front of Xin Sanhu: "This is 500,000 gold coins, please keep it from the Sanzhu."

Xin Sanhu's red eyes turned red, with 500,000 gold coins, which was a huge fortune. It was the first time that Xin Sanhu had been a killer for so many years. He used his spiritual sense to check it quickly, and it was really a lot. He was about to put away the money, but a soft voice came from behind him.
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