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Hanhai flicked his sleeves and shouted at Kuangbiao, Baiyi and other transformed demon cultivators, "What are you doing here? Disperse."

Kuangbiao hesitated for a moment and whispered an order. The demon tide retreated more than a hundred feet, but did not disperse.

"Hey, hey, Shi Laosan," Long Er reminded, "Old lady Xue said in advance that if you send her back to Yinghu City, she will give you fifty kilograms of ten thousand year cold jade. Now that the matter is done, the cold jade should also be fulfilled, right?"

Shi Feng smiled bitterly, "Mrs. Xue is seriously injured and only has one breath left. At this critical moment, how can I have the nerve to urge her to repay the debt?"

"Can it be forgotten like this? You have worked hard all the way and almost lost your life several times, but in the end it was a waste of effort?"

"Of course not. I will definitely visit Yinghu City later to ask for the fifty kilograms of cold jade."

"What if the other party refuses to pay?"

Shi Feng sighed, "Forget it if they don't give it."

Yinghu City has always been mysterious. Hanhai showed his magical powers just now, and he was far behind. If the other party wants to cheat, there is nothing we can do.

Miss Ning Si whispered, "So, this Madam Xue is Han Yue, the first among the four elders of Yinghu City!"

Master Ruiyuan nodded slightly, "Well, the old man in white just now is Han Hai, the fourth elder of Yinghu City. He is Bingyi Shenlong. I have fought with him before, and I am absolutely right.

Han Hai calls Madam Xue "senior sister". The Lord of Yinghu City has a total of four disciples, two of whom are female disciples and are Han Hai's senior sisters.

But the second disciple Hu Yingqiu is from the demon fox clan, and only the eldest disciple Han Yue is a human. Based on this inference, Madam Xue must be Han Yue without a doubt."

"So that's it!" Shi Feng sighed, "This Madam Xue always gives me a feeling of being hidden, and she knows the frozen tundra like the back of her hand. It turns out that she is an elder of Yinghu City, no wonder!"

Miss Ning Si frowned, "But I heard from my grandfather that more than a hundred years ago , Han Yue left Yinghu City and was besieged by enemies. She had already fallen. How come she is alive again today? "

Monk Ruiyuan said, "Han Yue is in the late Yuanying stage and has profound skills. Maybe she didn't die that year, but was seriously injured. Later, in order to avoid being hunted down, she hid her identity and married into the Xue family in Baima City, and has been there ever since.

However, although she saved her life, her magical powers were all wasted and her realm dropped to Jindan. "

Shi Feng pondered, "No! The four brothers and sisters of the Xue family have all formed Dan, and the eldest brother Xue Xinggong must be more than two hundred years old. How could Han Yue marry into the Baima Xue family more than a hundred years ago? This time doesn't match!"

Monk Ruiyuan touched his bald head, "It makes sense, it makes sense, then what's going on? Hanhai will definitely not recognize the wrong senior sister, and Xue Xinggong will not recognize the wrong mother. Could it be that..."

He suddenly stopped.

Miss Ning asked, "What did the master think of?"

Monk Ruiyuan changed to voice transmission, "Miss Si, you should know that Han Yue was born in the Ding family. The Ding family's 'Identification Pattern Illusion Secret' is an extremely powerful spiritual technique. Could it be that when Han Yue fell, Madam Xue happened to pass by, so she took over Madam Xue's body?"

While everyone was discussing, Han Hai flew up and was about to leave.

Suddenly, a voice came from the woods, "Wait!"

As he spoke, a man walked out of the woods.

This man was wearing a green robe and was about 40 or 50 years old. He looked handsome, but his expression was gloomy and chilling.

Miss Ning's face changed drastically when she saw this man.

Master Ruiyuan, who had always been calm, was also shocked, "Jiuyou Zhenjun? He, why is he here."

Cang Ying jumped out of the crowd and bowed to the ground, "Disciple pays homage to Master."

The crowd whispered, and when they heard that this man was Jiuyou Zhenjun, the great elder of the Feng family, they were silent for a while.

Jiuyou Zhenjun is a great cultivator in the late Yuanying stage, known as the best master below Lianxu. He is moody and ruthless. If one person offends, the entire family will be destroyed. His notoriety is so fierce that it shocks Qinzhong.

Jiuyou Zhenjun glanced at Cangying coldly, "Idiot! You can't even do a little thing well."

Cangying didn't dare to raise his head, and his legs trembled slightly, "Yes, my disciple is incompetent, please punish me, Master."

Jiuyou Zhenjun ignored this disciple and pointed at Hanhai in the air, "You, stop!"

Hanhai found that this person had a deep aura, far superior to the old monk just now, but the disciples of Yinghu City were isolated from the world, and he didn't know Jiuyou Zhenjun, "Who are you, and what do you want?"

"Who I am, you don't need to know. Hand over the woman surnamed Xue just now!" Jiuyou Zhenjun's tone was arrogant, just like ordering a servant.

"You are so arrogant, are you going to go against my Yinghu City?"

"Hmph! Do you think you can scare me by mentioning the name of Yinghu City? Put down that woman, and I will spare your life!"

"Bullshit!"

Although the other party's cultivation is high, Hanhai is not afraid. The strong wind here is fierce, and the local monsters have the advantage of the terrain. Outsiders can't adapt at all.

"I don't think you are willing to surrender, so I will come to meet the masters of Yinghu City. I don't know how much of your skills are left after so many years!"

Jiuyou Zhenjun still had a sneer on his mouth. Hanhai in the air suddenly screamed, jumped to the left, and hit out with a palm.

A foot away from his right, another Jiuyou Zhenjun appeared, and the Jiuyou Zhenjun on the ground was still standing there.

After Hanhai hit out with a palm, he screamed again and flew out.

It turned out that just when he was dodging, a third Jiuyou Zhenjun suddenly appeared on his left.

This Jiuyou Zhenjun flipped his hand and hit Hanhai's shoulder.

In the black tortoise bone, Shi Feng exclaimed, "Could it be that Jiuyou Zhenjun has three clones?"

"It's not a clone!" The white fox whispered, "This is a very magical body movement, called Yunlong Jiuxian! This magical power can produce nine phantoms when practiced to the extreme.

Speaking of which, Yunlong Jiuxian and your Spectral Shadow Art are somewhat similar, both of which can produce phantoms and make the fake look real.

However, your Spectral Shadow Art focuses on short-distance burst sprints, while Yunlong Jiuxian is famous for its weirdness and unpredictability. Its true body can change back and forth among the nine phantoms."

Hanhai roared in pain, his body shook, and his true body appeared, a giant dragon dozens of feet long!

The silver-white scales, each of which is the size of a millstone, his head has distinct facial features, and is quite similar to a human face.

"Ice Dragon?" Shi Feng asked. He also encountered an Ice Dragon in the cemetery deep in Guanhu Lake. It was the spirit pet of Fairy Yuehua.

The white fox said, "The scales of the Ice Dragon are extremely hard and famous for their defense. No wonder they can take a palm strike from the Nine Nether Master."

Long Er curled his lips, "My dragon clan is the leader of all monsters. What's the big deal about taking a palm strike from this old villain!"

Han Hai showed his true form, howled to the sky, and the cold air around him vibrated and scattered, and the space seemed to be distorted.

"What kind of magical power is this?" Shi Feng asked.

The white fox replied, "Old Yin Long is right. The dragon clan is the leader of all monsters. Their talents are mostly related to the vitality of heaven and earth. The Ice Dragon can condense water spirit energy, stimulate the mysterious ice ring, and freeze the surrounding space."

Shi Feng secretly admired that his magical power was not weak now, but compared with these Yuanying ancestors, it was still far behind.

The body of the Nine Nether Master was quickly frozen into an ice sculpture when it touched the cold air. With the roar of Han Hai, the ice sculpture shattered into fragments.

However, before that figure completely disappeared, the fourth body of Jiuyou Zhenjun appeared on the upper left. He was not afraid of the fierce wind in the air and punched down again.

"Bang" Hanhai was hit on the forehead, screaming in pain, and rushed towards Jiuyou with his teeth and claws, but the next moment, Jiuyou Zhenjun had disappeared.

Hanhai was hit twice in a row, knowing that he was far from being the opponent's opponent, and he was about to run away with a swing of his tail.

"Want to leave? Leave someone behind!" Jiuyou Zhenjun's cold voice sounded in the air.

The surrounding strong wind suddenly stopped, and a huge palm appeared faintly, with five fingers spread out, grabbing towards Hanhai.