Han Ming frowned slightly, and was unable to use it in the wrong way, otherwise he would be able to detect his position by the wind-type magician master as soon as possible.
Now the entire city is covered with huge vines, so it is not difficult to escape. You just need to boil a hole on the plant with ice and fire.
But Han Ming has not yet escaped from the control of the wind magician master.
Just now, Han Ming used the technique of shrinking the ground to form an inch, causing space fluctuations, and the wind-type magician had arrived quickly.
It was just a moment ago that Han Ming escaped from the wind net, and the wind magician was about to arrive in an instant.
“How to get rid of it!”
Han Ming's thoughts were like lightning, and suddenly an idea appeared. He grinned and suddenly flashed into a building next to him that had been torn apart by a broken wind net.
The streets are full of magicians, and the closest magician to Han Ming is only hundreds of times away. He barely avoided the attack of wind net fragments. Seeing Han Ming drill into a dilapidated building, he hurriedly caught up with him.
He also plunged in.
This is also a fire magician, and his strength is not weak, and he is at the level of a fourth-level first-level magician.
The magician had just crawled in through the main gate and saw Han Ming standing straight in front of him and grinning at him.
The magician was surprised. He didn't know why Han Ming didn't ambush him and could deal with him, but he didn't have time to think too much, so he immediately threw a fireball out.
Han Ming nodded slightly, his figure shook, flashed across the side of the fireball, and pulled off the black robe on his body at once.
The fire magician's reaction was not slow. The anger had just flew out and had not yet hit the wall at the other end of the building. Seeing Han Ming moving over, he immediately grabbed it with his right hand, gathering a fire shield, and pinching it with his left hand,
A swirling vortex-shaped fireball appeared and pressed in front of Korea.
Han Ming sneered, punched the fire shield with his left hand, and at the same time he pinched the fire magician's left hand with his right hand. The water magic power spread up, freezing the spiral-shaped fireball into an ice hockey.
The fire-type magician did not expect Han Ming to be so fast, nor did he expect Han Ming could use his flesh and blood to smash his extremely strong fire shield with his flesh and blood. Especially the strange water-type magic, he actually turned the
The mutant of its own fireball, the spiral fireball, was frozen into ice.
Seeing Han Ming naked, he felt even more surprised.
Han Ming was too lazy to be too troubled with him, so he swung his palm and cut it on the back of the fire magician's neck.
The mage fainted, and at this time, the fireball released by the fire magician at the beginning quickly crashed into the building behind him, and a violent explosion occurred.
The fireball went in one direction, directly shattering the back wall of the building, and flew out with large pieces of gravel and burning wood.
The two of them fought in an instant, and it took less than a second from the magician's attack to Han Ming knocking him unconscious.
The subordinates of the Hang Kong City who were rushing around saw an explosion behind the building in front of him. Then a figure in a black robe rushed out quickly. Its speed was so fast that it turned into a black phantom and galloped towards the distance.
At the same time, in the direction of the main entrance of the building, a magician wearing the Hanging City costume flew backwards in a panic, smashed the wall on the other side, crashed the wall and entered the building.
The magician who was chasing Han Ming didn't care about his companions and rushed towards the direction where the black shadow flew.
At the same time, a fleeting wind shadow flashed in the sky, and the super awakening master of the wind system had arrived.
The black shadow was speeding very fast, dozens and hundreds of magicians were chasing each other, but they were gradually pulled away.
Only the awakened wind magician grabbed the void from afar, and the black shadow flew directly in front of him. The space suddenly twisted and suddenly formed a wind shield.
The black shadow had no time to dodge and directly installed it on the wind shield, making only a muffled sound of Peng and fell down straight.
The magician chasing behind was overjoyed when he saw this, and quickly accelerated his pace and arrived at the same time as the wind-type awakening magician master.
A fire-type magician was afraid that Han Ming was not dead yet, so he quickly condensed a long musket and threw the flame spear out, piercing the chest of the man in a black robe and nailed it to the dead.
On the ground.
The magicians present were stunned at this moment, thinking something seemed to be wrong.
Han Ming, a man wanted by Hankong City, could he be killed so easily?
The magician who released the flame spear was stunned for a moment, and quickly stepped forward and lifted the man in black robe off, and screamed after seeing his face.
"It's not Han Ming!
This is impossible! I clearly watched him walk into the building, and then a junior brother chased in, and then an explosion sounded, and Han Ming flew from behind the building. The junior brother was knocked and flew backwards and smashed into another
A building.
Why did it take only a moment to change people?"
An old man with white beard looked forward with a calm face. It was the awakened wind magician.
"No! He was knocked unconscious at an extremely fast speed and changed his clothes!!
The magician who was smashed backwards before was Han Ming!!
Oops!! Go back and chase it!"
The old man with white beard roared angrily, and his body turned into a wind shadow and galloped away.
The magicians behind them looked at me and I looked at you, and they were extremely upset. But there was no other way, so they could only follow them.
The old man with white beard instantly arrived at the battlefield where the fire magician and Han Ming fought, and suddenly got into the building that the so-called fire magician smashed into.
If you look at it, there is no trace of people.
The mages followed one after another and crawled into the building one after another. They saw the white-bearded old man with a calm face, looking at the open space not far ahead, and a magic robe from the hanging city was thrown on the ground. The magic robe was white.
The red edge is the beauty of the fire magician's exclusive robe.
"I'll let him run away.
Having been wasted a little time, I'm afraid this kid has successfully attacked other lonely magicians at this time and has sneaked up."
The old man with white beard sighed slightly.
The other magicians started to curse in anger, and they were all unwilling to accept it.
"Shut up all of them!!"
The old man with white beard shouted loudly, shocking the whole family to the point of shutting their mouths in a hurry, and did not dare to say anything.
"You bunch of trash!! You are still masters in the Hanging City. These hundreds of people can't catch one person.
Not only did he suffer heavy casualties, but he also ended up cheating and fleeing without any injuries.
What other faces do you have to curse here!! Get out and find it!!”
The magicians quickly retreated out.
I thought to myself, didn’t you catch him, why just spread your anger on us?
But this old man with white beard is an awakening-level magician master, and no one dares to express his dissatisfaction.
The white-bearded old man stood quietly in this place for a while, and the noisy sound gradually faded away.
My eyes were slightly closed, and after a while, I slowly opened my eyes again, looking at the magic robe in my hand, with a few small words written on the neck of the robe.
“Ancient books.”
The white-bearded old man looked seyin and said coldly: "Come out, they are all gone."
As soon as he finished speaking, the collapsed cabinet in front of him was suddenly pushed away, and Han Ming turned over with a smile.
"Okay, okay, Han Ming, it's true that he is well-deserved.
Under the siege of the hanging city, you can still be at ease."
The white-bearded old man looked at Han Ming with complex face, pressing down his heavy face with a hard work, and a ugly smile appeared on his face.
Han Ming smiled slightly and said, "It's useless to say so much. I can live to this day, so I'm not a coward. You don't need to praise you."
The old man with white beard gritted his teeth, suppressed Han Ming's disrespectful tone to him, and said, "You wrote the words on this one.
Ancient books? What does it mean, I can't understand at all."
When Han Ming heard this, he looked at the old man with interest and shook his head slightly: "We are all wise people, and I'm afraid I don't need to say much more.
If you say too much, it will be bad for you and me. You want to continue to mingle in the hanging city, and I want to leave here.
If I don’t expose you, you have to do me a little favor, everyone has their own needs.”
It turned out that Han Ming wanted to escape, but when the white-bearded old man above his head flew over him quickly, he felt that the three Tianji beads in the storage bag were jumping very quickly.
At that time, I had already guessed.
The bead of heaven suddenly jumped, and there was naturally only one thing that predicted, that is, the old man with white beard was not a human in Hanging City, or in other words, the original owner of his body was indeed a master of Hanging City, but now he is standing in Han
The white-bearded old man in front of Ming is a monster who has changed his appearance.
It is the kind of ancient books that can forcibly penetrate into the bodies of creatures and seize control of the body.
This thing can enhance its strength all the way, and finally swallowed up a seven-stage wind-type divine master at the awakening level. It can be seen that he killed so many people that it is difficult to estimate.
It was precisely this reason that Han Ming did not escape, but chose to continue hiding here, leaving the words on the magic robe.
He expected that the old man with white beard would understand his meaning, and it would be better for him to find the hope of the Virgin Mary to fall on him.
The old man with white beard took a deep breath and asked, "Are you afraid that I will kill you to silence me?
Do you really have such great confidence to live and report to the people in the Hanging City?”
Han Ming glanced at the old man with white beard lightly: "How much strength do I have? You might as well try it.
There are people hanging in the city everywhere here. As long as you and I start to fight, they will definitely attract a large number of people.
Unless you can kill me in an instant, as long as I shout out, hum...
The Hanging City has vast magical powers and many eyes and ears. I believe that tens of thousands of ancient books are coming to the world and it is impossible for them to be unaware of them.
Even if I am killed by you, do you think Hang Kong City will let you go? Do you think they really don’t have the ability to distinguish between authenticity.
Can't you find out that you're just a book?"
The muscles on the white-bearded old man's face twitched, and his right hand began to slowly condense his magic power. His eyes were extremely unkind when he looked at Han Ming.
Han Ming looked solemn, took a step back, and released two balls of ice and fire with his hands.
These two balls of ice and fire were jumping silently in the air, instantly burning the air into nothingness. Then countless air filled it, sweeping the gravel that fell on the ground came one after another.
These gravel wood chips were sucked into two balls of white SE flames. When they just touched these two balls of white SE flames, they were instantly burned into nothingness.
"Come on, try it, see if you can kill me in an instant."
When the old man with white beard saw Han Ming's two balls of white flames, his heart suddenly burst out, and his face was filled with greed and a hint of worry.
Han Ming saw the face of the old man with white beard. He knew that this old guy would never dare to do anything to him.
It is extremely difficult to climb to such an ancient book. He will never be willing to risk his life to fight Han Ming.
You will die and die.
What's more, Han Ming only has a grudge with Xuankongcheng, and this old guy is just a book, and he has nothing to do with Han Ming, so he doesn't have to fight to the death.
The reason why this old guy has a greedy god se on his face must be that he sees his own ice and fire and wants to swallow himself.
Han Ming understood that if it were outside, this old monster would definitely take action without hesitation, but here...
He was still very afraid that the people in Hang Kong City would pay attention to his own.
The old man with white beard hesitated for a moment and finally gradually removed the magic power condensed in his hand.
"Say, what are your requests? Leave this place?"
The old man with white beard asked.
Han Ming smiled: "If you leave here, you must leave.
But before that, I need to ask you to help you with something.”
The old man with white beard nodded, then looked puzzled on his face and asked, "It's not impossible to help you.
But you have to tell me how you saw through my identity.”
Han Ming laughed: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say.
After you do it for me, I will naturally tell you.”
Han Ming laughed in his heart, it would be strange if he would tell you! I can't say that because I have a Tianji bead on my body. Can this Tianji bead detect ancient books and issue prejing?
According to the original experience, the Water Demon King, the Fire Demon King, and even the Venerable Donghua secretly collected the Tianji Beads, not only the Hanging City was interested in the Tianji Beads.
The news that the Tianji Bead was leaked out. In addition to the Hang Kongcheng who wanted to deal with him, there might be countless experts coming to him, trying to take away the Tianji Bead from his hands.
"What I said must count!" The old man with white beard was still a little worried. He wanted to know how Han Ming saw through his identity.
After knowing your flaws, you can also take precautions in advance.
Thinking about it, Han Ming only took a quick look and recognized his true face, which was scared and sweated.
I looked up to the young man in front of me a little more. This kid was full of strangeness that was beyond guessing.
In this way, I had to be afraid of Han Ming.
"Then what do you want me to help you?"
The old man with white beard asked.
Han Ming nodded with a smile: "I know who you will have after you swallow.
You can even become the person you have devoured.
Therefore, you also have the memory of the white-bearded old man you have now transformed into.
My request is very simple, take me to see the so-called Virgin.”