In this cold voice, there was a huge killing intention. From the voice, we can hear that there were at least thousands of monks who died in each other''s hands. Moreover, the accomplishments of these thousands of people are not low, and the lowest is the same as him. Even many people''s accomplishments are above him, otherwise they will never have such a powerful murderous spirit.


    Han Bin''s eyes flashed, a vigorous step stood in front of Hu Cheng, and then looked around vigilantly.


    At this time, the footsteps in the woods became clearer, and then more than a dozen people came out.


    The man in front of Han Bin is tall and dressed in a red robe. He looks more than 30 years old. He looks handsome and has a huge murderous look in his eyebrows. From his breath, we can see that he is also a rare third level of divine card. People around him take him as the center. It can be seen that he is the leader of this group of people.


    The rest of the dozen people have a high level of cultivation, most of them are like Wang Yu. They have reached level 2 of the divine card, and some have reached level 3 of the divine card. Such people wear exactly the same clothes, and all of them emit a huge murderous spirit. It can be seen that they, like Wang Yu, are all divine hunters hidden in the dark.


    The man in front is Wang Xincheng. As Han Bin imagined, he is the leader of this group.


    Wang Xinyu stepped in front of Han Bin and stopped less than three feet away from Han Bin. Then, he stared at Han Bin and flashed a killing idea in his eyes. He hummed coldly, "boy, you have a lot of courage. You dare to kill our people. Don''t you know the rules here?"


    Han Bin smiled coldly and said without fear: "your people can kill my brothers, can''t I kill them?"


    Wang Xincheng was slightly stunned. Obviously, he didn''t expect Han Bin to say such a thing under such circumstances. He smiled and said, "boy, you have more courage than I thought. You''re not afraid of death. What you said just now is good. Our people can kill your brother, but you can''t kill our people, otherwise you''ll pay a huge price."


    Han Bin disliked such a person most. He smiled coldly and said, "Han also wants to know how much it will cost?"


    Wang Xincheng snorted coldly and released a huge murderous spirit. Under his control, these murderous spirits quickly moved in the direction of Han Bin, and instantly formed a huge threat. Wang Xin wanted to use this coercion to frighten Han Bin out, and then shot to kill Han Bin, but he didn''t expect that this coercion didn''t affect Han Bin at all. The other party seemed to be fine under this coercion.


    Seeing such a scene, Wang Xincheng couldn''t help wondering if this boy really has some skills and is not afraid of us? But in the twinkling of an eye, Wang Xincheng felt that there was no such possibility, because he clearly felt that the other party had only three levels of cultivation of divine cards. He didn''t know how many such friars he had killed. No one left alive in his hands. He didn''t think the other party could escape.


    Thinking of this, Wang Xincheng''s disdain is stronger in his eyes. Looking at Han Bin is like looking at a dead man. He only listens to his cold voice: "boy, I know you have some skills. It''s not easy to cultivate to this level. As long as you explode the original God, I''ll let your friend go. How about it?"


    In this case, if a monk who has just practiced, maybe the other person will believe it.


    Han Bin has practiced for so many years. What kind of scenes have he never seen? How can he believe such words? His eyes flashed, his hands clenched, disdained to say: "less nonsense, let''s do it!" after that, he whispered, and his body exuded a huge momentum. Under his control, this momentum quickly pushed around, and in the twinkling of an eye pushed the murderous spirit released by Wang Xincheng to one side.


    Wang Xincheng was always ruthless and never sloppy. He could not convince Han Bin and didn''t talk nonsense. He hummed coldly, "boy, since you want to die, you can''t blame others." after that, he made a look at more than a dozen monks around, motioned them not to do it, and then patted the storage bag around his waist and offered the same long sword as Wang Yu.


    Wang Xincheng glanced at the long sword in his hand, looked coldly at Han Bin and said, "boy, don''t say I bully more than I do. We fight alone. I''ll give you a chance to escape. How about it?"


    Han Bin understood in his heart that this is a fair opportunity. In fact, it is not fair at all. If Wang Xincheng could hold him down and let him have no chance to backhand, the people around him would not do it. If the situation is reversed, Wang Xincheng is not his opponent, and the monks around him will fight together to kill him.


    However, Han Bin doesn''t care about these. In the same realm, he can be said to be invincible. As long as these people don''t start together, he is confident to kill them all in a short time. Han Bin turned and looked at Hu Cheng. Seeing that the other party''s eyes were full of silence, he seemed unable to see the hope of living. He gave him a look that didn''t worry. Later, he said, "brother Hu, you go and wait next to them first. After I kill them, I''ll leave here together."


    If one-on-one, Hu Cheng may believe Han Bin, but now with so many monks around, he doesn''t believe that Han Bin can kill everyone. But at this time, what''s the difference between believing it or not, he can only wait for the judgment of fate. Hu Cheng nodded his head and said to Han Bin, "brother Han, if you really lose the enemy, find a chance to escape, don''t worry about me." then he walked to one side.


    Hu Cheng went to the monks. One of them stopped him and motioned that he was not allowed to go into the woods.


    Han Bin snorted coldly and said to Wang Xincheng, "Taoist friend, since we fight alone, why don''t you let my brother walk into the woods hundreds of feet away? You can see that my brother has only the first level cultivation of divine card. If we use a powerful spell when we fight, its shock wave can kill him. If he dies before me, is our fight still meaningful?"


    Speaking of this, Han Bin saw that Wang Xincheng didn''t answer, and continued: "Daoyou, are you afraid?"


    This was obviously the words of a fierce general. Wang Xincheng was really fooled. His face sank and he snorted coldly, "what am I afraid of?"


    Han Bin smiled coldly, his eyes full of disdain, and said, "I''m afraid you''re not my opponent. In case I catch you, you can threaten me with my brother, can''t you?"


    Hearing this, Wang Xincheng angrily roared and said, "it''s ridiculous. Can I not be your opponent? I don''t know how many monks like you can kill you. Even if I move my fingers, I can kill you. Also, your brother''s cultivation is too low. I can kill him if I let one of his men do it. Do I need such means?"


    Wang Xincheng kept talking for a long time just to prove that he would not do such a thing.


    Han Bin looked calm and saw that the other party was in the trap, so he said, "since Taoist friends are not afraid, let my brother wait in the woods hundreds of feet away!"


    Wang Xincheng looked at the monk who stopped Hu Cheng, waved his hand and said, "let him go."


    The monk''s eyes were full of hesitation. His mouth moved a few times. It seemed that he wanted to say something, but Wang Xincheng interrupted him.


    Wang Xincheng''s face sank, glared at each other, and said in an ordered voice, "didn''t you hear what I said?"


    The friar was obviously afraid of Wang Xincheng. With a sigh, he made way.


    Hu Cheng didn''t expect the other party to get out of the way. After seeing the other party get out of the way, he admired Han Bin again. Hu Cheng turned and looked at Han Bin with gratitude in his eyes. Then he turned and walked out of the woods. Just the moment he turned around, a decisive color flashed in his eyes. If Han Bin died, he would explode himself and report Han Bin''s kindness under the nine springs.


    Wang Xincheng looked at Han Bin, smiled and asked, "boy, do you have anything else to say?"


    Han Bin shook his head and said, "no, Taoist friends, do it!"


    Wang Xincheng waved his hand, and some of him disdained to say, "if I start with a monk like you, I don''t need to do it first, because if I do, you won''t have a chance to backhand."


    Hearing this, Han Bin sneered in his heart. He saw many such monks, but none of them could kill him. No matter how high a monk is, he can''t have the mentality of belittling the enemy, because there are too many strong people in the monastic world. If he is careless, he may die in the hands of others. If he keeps holding this mentality, one day he won''t even know how to die.


    Han Bin didn''t talk nonsense. He patted the storage bag at his waist and offered the kill sword.


    The sword light flashed, and the kill sword made a buzzing sound, hovering over Han Bin''s head. The sword body emitted a cold light.


    At the moment of seeing the kill sword, Wang Xincheng was stunned and said in surprise: "dark gold magic weapon, what''s your relationship with the dark gold Zhou family?"


    There are many big families surnamed Zhou on the fire god continent. In order to facilitate the distinction, some words symbolizing these families are usually added in front of them. For example, Zhou Lingling''s family is called the Zhou family of dark gold because it is good at refining dark gold magic weapons. If it can make spells, it will be called the Zhou family of spells.


    Han Bin ignored each other''s words and asked, "what do I have to do with the Zhou family? It seems that it has nothing to do with you! You dare to kill even coolies. Are you still afraid of the secret gold Zhou family?"


    It seemed that Wang Xincheng was in his heart. He laughed and said: "Boy, your accomplishments are not high, but you see things very thoroughly. Yes, I am really not afraid of the dark gold Zhou family, but if you kill the Zhou family''s direct descendants, you will still get into some trouble. However, your appearance is a foreign monk. Even if you have some status in the Zhou family, it is estimated that it has nothing to do with the direct descendants!"


    Speaking of this, Wang Xincheng turned his words and said in a harsh voice, "that''s all the nonsense, boy, you can die." his killing intention flashed in his eyes. He took a step under his feet and saw the flash of fire. He flew to the other party at an amazing speed and came to the other party in the blink of an eye.


    Then, when Wang Xincheng waved his long sword, he saw the flash of the sword, and hundreds of swords appeared in an instant. These hundreds of swords were completely different from the swords cultivated by monks all over the world. Each sword was like a fireball the size of a child''s fist, which contained the power of three fire attribute rules. As soon as the sword appeared, the surrounding temperature increased to more than two Baidu, not far from the tree Most of the leaves were scorched and fell quickly from the branches.


    Wang Xincheng seemed very satisfied with the magic power. He frowned and shouted, "boy, go to hell!"


    Then, these swords flew to Han Bin, blocking all the way of Han Bin, and they were about to kill him.


    Hu Cheng, a hundred feet away, couldn''t help closing his eyes when he saw this behind the scenes. He didn''t want to see Han Bin killed.


    At this moment, except Han Bin, everyone thought that Han Bin would die, but would Han Bin really die?


    Naturally, the answer is No. Zhou Xingming, a five-level strong man of shenpai, can''t kill Han Bin. How can Wang Xincheng do it?