The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and immediately knelt down on the ground and begged: "Sir, spare your life! I was forced to do such a thing. Please give me a chance to change my ways. I..."
The villain is willing to contribute all his possessions to the young master."
After saying that, the middle-aged man kowtowed in a serious manner. Yunhao frowned slightly. He never thought that one day such a thing could happen to him, but looking at the middle-aged man, he had already bruised his forehead.
For his own sake, he was still slightly shaken in his heart.
While hesitating, Yunmeng suddenly exclaimed in her heart: "Be careful!"
Yunhao immediately stepped back without thinking, but even so, he was still hit by the dust thrown out by the middle-aged man suddenly into his eyes.
Yunhao felt a chill in his heart. He had actually fallen into the trap. Being kind-hearted at this time would be harmful but useless.
Yunhao suddenly felt a feeling of discomfort in his chest, and then he felt the middle-aged man's palm suddenly hit him. Yunhao felt that his internal organs were surging, and a mouthful of blood came to his throat.
"Brother! Run the magic!" Xiao Meng's voice reminded Yunhao just right. Yunhao forcibly shocked the surging internal organs in his body, and began to gather the fighting spirit in his body to pull the middle-aged man's fighting spirit.
When the middle-aged man kowtows to beg for mercy, his thoughts have already changed several times. He feels that Yunhao's face is young, as if he is a person who has just come out to practice. The biggest shortcoming of this kind of person is that he is soft-hearted at critical moments.
After kowtowing a few more times, Yunhao still didn't take action, so he became more determined in his idea.
Such a fine tradition is often fatal in a life-and-death duel, so the middle-aged man still quietly grabbed the dust on the ground in his hands, and then suddenly attacked Yunhao, and then gathered all his strength to face
Yunhao's destiny is a palm.
Being caught off guard like this, even a swordsman-level figure would probably suffer a lot of damage, so he was very confident that he could escape safely with one palm strike, and even hoped to regain the lost water mist pill.
For people like them who practice independently outside, whenever they encounter a bottleneck, it is often difficult to make any progress. This opportunity may also be his last chance.
The middle-aged man's eyes were a little red, and his crazy roar started again. He finally succeeded, and he finally hit the opponent with all his strength.
However, the roar did not last long before it suddenly stopped. The red color in the middle-aged man's eyes gradually receded, replaced by a look of fear.
Not only did the opponent not fall down with his full blow just now, but his fighting spirit was flowing uncontrollably towards the opponent, and the opponent's strength seemed to be rising step by step.
Yunhao naturally stretched out his hand to rub his red eyes, then opened his eyes coldly and looked at the middle-aged man whose arm was still on his chest.
Immediately, when the middle-aged man was stunned, he printed his palm on the middle-aged man's chest.
Bang!
There was an explosion, and the middle-aged man flew out and lay on the ground. At this moment, his cheeks were deeply sunken, his skin had become a little black, and all the energy in his body seemed to have been sucked away.
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Yunhao walked slowly to his side and said coldly: "It is only safe when you are chatting with the dead. Thank you for letting me understand the true meaning of being kind to your enemies is to be cruel to yourself."
Then he unceremoniously turned over the middle-aged man's clothes, but unfortunately he didn't gain anything. Just when Yunhao was about to stand up and leave, Yunmeng's voice sounded again.
"Brother, you have made a treasure this time. I never thought that there are people among casual cultivators who have such a treasure." Hearing this, Yunhao was a little dazed. Did you make a treasure? Where is it?
Yunhao patiently searched the middle-aged man again, but still found nothing. He asked with some annoyance: "Yunmeng, where is the treasure you mentioned? Why can't I find it?"
"Then I can only blame the elder brother for being too careless. You can't blame me for not telling you. Okay, I told you. Pay careful attention to the ring finger of this person's right hand."
After hearing these words, Yunhao squatted down and carefully observed the ring finger of the middle-aged man's right hand. Suddenly he said somewhat depressedly: "Ring?" and then took it off the middle-aged man's hand.
After carefully observing the ring, the color of the ring was bronze, and the middle-aged man's own body also turned into yellow-brown after Yunhao's tossing. The two colors were similar, so Yunhao naturally found it difficult. After rubbing it for a long time,
I found that not only was the workmanship of this ring not very good, but it also didn’t look good. I really don’t know what the benefit is.
Feeling the dissatisfaction in Yun Hao's heart, Yun Meng explained: "Brother, you don't understand. This kind of ring is called Na Ring. As long as you inject fighting spirit into the ring, it will open up a new private space of your own."
, it is extremely precious on the mainland!"
Najie? Yunhao tried to inject his fighting spirit into the ring, but his fighting spirit seemed to be resisted by something and bounced back.
"This should be the mark left by a middle-aged man on the ring. Just use your fighting spirit to erase the mark." Yunmeng said helplessly. This owner seemed to be a little too ignorant.
The mark left by the middle-aged man in the Najie was quite difficult. Yunhao spent a lot of effort to erase the mark, and then poured his own fighting spirit into it. Sure enough, everything except the mark appeared in front of him.
A one-meter-square pitch-black space, with several martial arts books and some elixirs neatly placed in the space. The elixirs are all very basic, and most of the martial arts skills are yellow and yellow that are not in Yunhao's eyes.
However, when he saw a somewhat damaged thread-bound book, he couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
"Transformation! Hey, I didn't expect this guy to be so hidden. No wonder I couldn't find him."
After getting rid of the middle-aged man, Yunhao's old injuries and new injuries appeared together. Yunhao, who had just received the book and hadn't even opened his mouth, had a black eye and fainted.
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When he woke up again, he was still in a dense forest, but the sky was completely dark, and the forest was silent. Even the cricket-like insects had stopped singing, leaving only the sound of laughter in front of his eyes.
The sound of crackling wood in a campfire.
"Brother, are you awake?" A girl in black was sitting next to the bonfire. Seeing Yunhao open his eyes, she asked with some concern. Yunhao hummed, and understood that the bonfire in front of him was what Yunmeng called
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The fighting energy in his body has been circulating in his body for a week, and Yunhao couldn't help but smile bitterly. His physical condition is really bad now. Even with the incredible healing effects of the Medicine King's Holy Code, there is probably nothing he can do about it at this time!
The meridians are different from the sea of qi. Once the meridians are broken, even Daluo Jinxian is powerless. At this time, nearly half of Yunhao's meridians are on the verge of being broken, and he does not dare to use fighting energy or anything else.
"I'm afraid this is the so-called pre-destruction!"