After Han Bin''s figure fell, everyone''s eyes fell on him. They only felt that the background was very familiar, and they couldn''t remember where they had seen him for a while. All the people around the mountain depression, whether they are the disciples of the three sects alliance or the only three left by Tianming sect, dare not say a word, because the other party is a friar in the foundation period. If you start, you can kill them face to face. In the depression, it was suddenly quiet. Even if a needle landed, it could be heard clearly.


    The moonlight shone on the figure, revealing an angular but very ordinary face. After looking at each other''s appearance, Han Fei''s body couldn''t help trembling and lost his voice: "cousin..." he had never cried since he practiced Taoism, but at this moment, when he saw Han Bin, excited tears came out of his eyes.


    Han Bin''s words just came out. Everyone stared, especially Qi Hao and Tang Xiaofeng.


    The three monks were also stunned. After being stunned, someone remembered the name and said in horror: "it''s him, Han Bin, who killed three strong men in the golden elixir period."


    As soon as these words came out, those who felt that the name was somewhat familiar also came up with Han Bin''s figure in their mind. Three years ago, whether Han Bin raised his hand to kill Wang Ming or finally killed three golden elixirs, they were deeply impressed. In everyone''s memory, Han Bin is simply invincible. Many friars regard Han Bin as the goal of cultivation. They hope to surpass him one day and kill him more and more.


    Han Bin''s cold face, after touching Han Fei''s sight, became gentle and said, "why did they kill you?"


    Han Fei''s body could not stop shaking. This was not the shaking after panic, but too excited. He didn''t know where to start for a moment. Han Fei took a deep breath and said, "cousin, they saw a treasure we found, so they joined hands with us to kill us." he shook his fist and looked angrily at Zhang Yiming and others not far away.


    Han Bin nodded, then turned around and looked at Zhang Yiming and others.


    All the people present, who were swept by Han Bin''s eyes, felt that they had been seen through. Those disciples whose accomplishments had not reached the tenth floor of the Qi practice period felt as if they were on their back, and their bodies trembled violently. The spiritual power of disciples with weak will is even disordered and unable to cast spells.


    Han Bin''s sight swept over the crowd and did not start, but asked Han Fei, "who is the leader among them?"


    Han Fei looked excited, pointed to the three people in front of Qi Hao and said, "cousin, it''s the three of them."


    Hearing his cousin''s words, Han Bin''s eyes fell on Zhang Yiming, raised his right hand and pointed to Zhang Yiming, "you can die."


    A white light flashed, turned into a straight line, and flew to Zhang Yiming as fast as lightning.


    Zhang Yiming''s face sank. He didn''t want to think about it. He grabbed song Guang next to him and blocked him. The speed of the white light was very fast. When Zhang Yiming blocked song Guang in front of him, the white light had already arrived and flew into song Guang''s body. After Song Guang was caught by Zhang Yiming, before he could react, he felt a pain in his body. Then his spiritual power collapsed and his soul dissipated.


    Sensing that there was no vitality in Song Guang''s body, Zhang Yiming''s forehead was full of cold sweat. If he had been slower just now, I''m afraid the person who died would not be song Guang, but himself. At the same time, he was shocked and said, "it''s terrible. What spell is this? It can not only kill people, but also devour other souls."


    Han Bin''s mouth outlined a cold smile and said, "I see how many people you can resist." he raised his right hand again and pointed to Zhang Yiming.


    Hong Wei on one side had already reacted, and then Zhang Yiming grabbed him, a flash, and came ten feet away.


    Zhang Yiming waved his right hand, grabbed an empty hand, secretly scolded, and said in a loud voice: "younger martial brothers, he is cruel and rotten. If we offended his cousin, he will not let us go. Since we must die, why don''t we do it together and gamble? If we don''t do it, you will be next after I die."


    Han Bin smiled coldly and said, "have you finished?"


    Zhang Yiming was stunned. He didn''t understand the meaning of Han Bin''s words. Just when he wanted to speak, he saw a white light flying between Han Bin''s fingers. As he performed his magic, he shouted, "let''s do it together, younger martial brothers!" Zhang Yiming wanted to run, but Han Bin''s divine knowledge was locked on him. Even if he ran farther, he couldn''t escape the tracking of the other party''s divine knowledge. Since it''s death everywhere, it''s better to fight vigorously!


    Shouyang sect disciple saw that the eldest martial brother was about to be killed. At the same time, he shouted, "kill him, kill him." he said, and at the same time, he cast the cohesion method.


    Hong Wei also realized the seriousness of the matter and said loudly, "gentlemen, this spell is powerful and can devour people''s souls. It must not be used for several times. Let''s kill him together." he said so, but what he pinched in his hand was not the attack spell, but flashing. When he finished, his figure flashed and flew straight out of the depression.


    Han Bin raised his eyebrows and looked at the place where Hong Wei escaped. His right hand raised again and pointed to the space.


    At the same time, the first psychic finger had come to Zhang Yiming. He patted the storage bag around his waist, and a rune appeared in his hand, and then threw it in front of him. After the Fubao appeared, it turned into a golden shield in front of him. The shield is so tall that it emits golden light. Many ancient and simple words are carved on the front. At a glance, you can see that the prototype of the talisman is a magic weapon with great defense.


    After the shield appeared, the psychic finger fell on it. With a jingle, the white light dissipated, but the shield was safe and sound.


    Zhang Yiming''s eyes burst with excitement. He couldn''t help laughing and said, "Han Bin, I thought your fingering was so powerful! I didn''t expect that even Shizu''s Fubao could not be stopped. I have this Fubao and see how you kill me. Ha ha... Ha... Ah... How possible?"


    There was a light sound of broken ceramics on the golden shield. Then, countless cracks appeared on the shield. Finally, it turned into a little golden light and disappeared into the air. Zhang Yiming''s eyes were filled with horror. This shield was a talisman refined by the strong in the golden elixir period. It was different from ordinary talismans. General Fubao has only 30% of the attack power or defense power of the strong in the golden elixir period. This talisman treasure has 50% of the defense power of the strong one in the golden elixir period. It even runs away under the guidance of spiritual power.


    Does Han Bin''s finger already have more than 50% of the attack power of the golden elixir?.


    The psychic power is really powerful. Under the cultivation of the same level, it ignores the other party''s defense and kills at one stroke. In other words, Han Bin''s psychic power means that his attack power is much higher than that of the big round strong at the end of the foundation period, and even reaches the attack power of the strong at the beginning of the golden elixir. Fubao is Fubao after all. Although the energy contained in it is huge, it can not be compared with the strong ones in the golden elixir period. In short, the strong in the golden elixir period can easily break the defense of the golden shield by casting more than 50% of their attack power. Fubao is a rare treasure for ordinary friars. Low level friars don''t know how much attack and defense Fubao has.


    Zhang Yiming''s eyes were full of despair. He felt a blockage in his chest and vomited blood.


    Han Bin gave him a cold look and raised his hand with a finger.


    At the same time, more than a dozen magic tools and spells also came to Han Bin. Han Bin didn''t even look at them. He waved his long sleeves and a strong wind roared past, straight to the Flying Magic tools and spells. The next second, all the spells and instruments were involved in high school and disappeared. Those monks who control magic tools and cast spells are pale and staggering.


    At this moment, Han Bin''s second spiritual power refers to flying through the void to a hundred feet away. In the void hundreds of feet away, only a painful cry came, and Hong Wei''s hidden figure appeared immediately. At his chest, there was a blood hole the size of a thumb, and the blood flowed. His face was pale and his eyes were full of disbelief. He really couldn''t understand why the other party could accurately find his location when he clearly showed his invisibility. He couldn''t understand why Han Bin could continuously display the psychic power of such a changed state, not even the time to condense the psychic power.


    Hong Wei had too many doubts in his heart. When his soul was swallowed up, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted to understand something. The next second, the pure light disappeared in his eyes, his eyes darkened and his breath disappeared. His body fell from the air and hit a huge stone like a knife, breaking in two.


    Hong Wei''s body had just fallen to the ground, and the third psychic finger came to Zhang Yiming.


    Zhang Yiming''s mouth showed an indescribable compatibility. No one could see the meaning of the smile. He took a look at the white light flying quickly, then his eyes fell on Han Bin and said, "Han Bin, I underestimate you. You are really stronger than I thought." when the white light came to him, he patted the tianlinggai and blood flowed on his head. When the psychic finger flew into his body, he was dead. Knowing that he could not block the psychic finger, he chose to commit suicide.


    In the twinkling of an eye, Han Bin killed the leader of sanzong. Han Bin didn''t continue to shoot. His sight swept over the people, and the cold voice came, "do it yourself, or I''ll come."


    The people were terrified. Some timid friars were even frightened. They had no divine consciousness on their faces, just like lost souls.


    Han Bin''s words mean that everyone knows whether he committed suicide or was killed by him.


    Some bony friars shouted to Han Bin, "Han Bin, don''t be arrogant. Today I''m waiting for is your tomorrow." then he raised his hand and patted tianlinggai.


    Han Bin snorted coldly and patted the storage bag around his waist. He saw a flash of green light in front of him, and the green sword went straight to the friar.


    At the moment, the monk looked at death as if he were at home and clapped his hand on the tianlinggai suddenly stopped. His eyes were full of incredible look. He looked down to his chest and saw a sword shaped blood hole in his chest between his fingers. Suddenly, he understood why a green light flashed in front of Han Bin. It turned out that it was his flying sword. Three years ago, he knew that the green sword was fast, but three years later, its speed had exceeded his imagination. He didn''t feel the green sword flying, so he died under it.