Ling Han fled out of the city and hid in the mountains and forests, thinking in his heart: Gong Yangshu is so honest!
At that time, it was because he sensed Gong Yangshu's aura that Ling Han decided to escape from Tianmen quickly!
As a result, as soon as the front foot slipped out, Jin Feizi and his party arrived quickly, but they missed the target!
Jin Feizi felt that this matter was very certain. No one knew about it. Besides, there were law enforcement elders following him. He concluded that Ling Han must be staying at Tianmen and he would definitely be able to catch him!
Ling Han really had no intention of leaving Tianmen. With Gongyang's support, Jin Feizi couldn't bring him up through normal procedures. He had just been beaten by Tang Chen, so he should be honest for two days.
I didn't expect to be so ruthless, leading the law enforcement elders directly into Tianmen, then they must have some reason to kill themselves!
Ling Han guessed that if he could bypass the city lord's mansion and go directly to arrest people, he either had evidence of his theft or knew his identity as a demon.
The former is impossible, Yan Yingke is with him, and it is very possible that he told him his identity!
Jin Feizi was also very depressed. He used the sect leader to block the mouth of Taoist Jin Lei in the Soul-Calling Tower, and did not hesitate to offend him. However, he was stopped by Tang Chen who came out halfway.
Does he know Tang Chen's methods and the prestige of the Tang family? If he offends him, I'm afraid Jin Lingzong won't intercede for him!
Then he did not hesitate to make a golden order, and persuaded the law enforcement elders to come directly to Tianmen to pick up people, and successfully bypassed the procedure of the city lord's palace, but he returned disappointed again!
In the Jinlingzong Foreign Affairs Palace, Jin Feizi was so angry that he lay on a chair to rest and recuperate.
There were fragments of vases all over the floor. A female disciple knelt on the ground and trembled while cleaning. Her knee was scratched by the fragments.
Jin Yuanjia came in and whispered a few words. The female disciple stood up and walked out with great gratitude.
Then he whispered in Jin Feizi's ear: "Elder, the devil must be around Xieyang City, I will lead people to hunt him down!"
Jin Feizi closed his eyes and asked feebly: "In half a month, he will definitely go to the imperial capital in half a month. At that time, we will not be able to use too much sect power. Jin Lingling is not a child's play!"
Jin Yuanjia's sinister look appeared, and he said in a deep voice: "I have offered a large reward to capture the devil, and there are many people in the world who are interested!"
Jin Feizi seemed to have aged a few years and whispered: "Okay, you can figure it out. Yanying has lost contact and can no longer help you!"
"Don't worry, elder, I will capture the devil alive within half a month!"
Jin Feizi hammered the table with his fist and shouted angrily: "After you catch him, I will cut him into pieces with a thousand knives!"
Jin Yuanjia did not leave, but he was a little worried, so he asked: "Elder, what do you want from the royal family? They have let it go, they can't kill him... You also exposed his identity..."
Jin Feizi opened his eyes, pondered for a while, and said coldly: "Huh! This is also a helpless move. Jin Guangjing is of great significance to us and must not be lost! Don't forget that he still has a treasure!"
"Just vent your anger when you catch him, don't really kill him!"
"Yes!" Jin Yuanjia silently retreated.
Jin Feizi stood in front of the window, looking at the sky outside the window, and said coldly to himself: "When the golden mirror comes back to my hand, and I can control his treasure, what will the royal family have to fear!"
Outside Xieyang City, Ling Han headed north. He couldn't stay in Xieyang City anymore, so he found the Little Witch and the others and went to Qingya Courtyard to relax for a few days.
Just as they were about to reach the Sanguan Temple, five men in black suddenly jumped out of a forest.
Without saying a word, he raised his hand and launched an attack on Ling Han. Ling Han observed attentively that he was not a ghost, his essence and blood flowed, and a sense of strength spread throughout his body.
The Heavenly Demon Fist and Heavenly Demon Kick were performed with ease, and he shuttled between the five people, leaving fallen leaves flying without even touching them.
Ling Han asked in a low voice: "Which force are you from?"
There was no response from the other party and they only fought. Ling Han smiled and said, "I don't care who you are. Since you are here to die, I will accept it!"
All five of them are Ze realm masters, two at the peak level and three at the Dacheng realm. Judging from the strength and strength of their essence, they are just inferior skills, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
During the opening and closing, two of the opponents vomited blood. Ling Han's Demonic Fist was struck with double strength, seriously injuring anyone who touched them.
The five people were helpless for a moment. Ling Han flipped his wrist, and the Sky Demon Sword was in his hand. The sword energy was everywhere. The five people fell back one after another, all covered with colors.
Ling Han saw through the identities of the five people and mocked: "The level is not low, but the skills are inferior and the breath is unstable. They must have been improved with spiritual pills. You are from the Dan Hall!"
The five people looked at each other and were about to escape. Ling Han shouted: "Where to escape!"
The demon's legs kicked the ground, and the demon sword struck out several times in succession. The four of them were so focused on escaping that they had no time to defend themselves and fell to the ground dead.
After catching up with the last expert at the peak of the Ze realm, he kicked him away and stomped on the ground. Ling Han said with a smile: "Go back and tell Liu Shun to send some real experts next time and don't send cannon fodder. This is very boring!"
Kicked out, the man fled in panic without looking back.
Ling Han put away the Sky Demon Sword and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. The level of the skills he practiced was closely related to his own strength.
A spiritual master who is at the peak of the Ze realm and practices inferior skills will definitely not be able to defeat a Dacheng spiritual master who practices superior martial arts.
But it is not absolute. The use of spiritual skills and combat skills of the spiritual master also play a decisive role.
After so many days, Ling Han's essence and blood cultivation has been stabilized at the Ze realm of Dacheng, but his essence is still at the Ze realm of Xiaocheng, without any breakthrough.
Spirit control masters can still cope with essence and blood cultivators in the same secret realm, but they will be unable to resist against masters who know martial arts and have practiced martial arts to the point of proficiency.
Therefore, the five Ze realm masters, with low levels of martial arts, lack of strength in spiritual skills, and unstable auras, will definitely lose against Ling Han.
Ling Han said to himself: "Does Liu Shun really not know his own strength?"
The two peak masters of the Ze realm who faced the Xing family that day were obviously not on the same level as the two today. They had at least practiced superior techniques, and they had practiced for many years, and their auras were long and their realms were very stable, so even Ling Han was very good one-on-one. That overcomes.
Suddenly, there was a gust of wind in the leaves above his head, as if someone was passing through. Ling Han held the Sky Demon Sword again vigilantly and scanned his surroundings.
He suddenly turned around and slashed his sword behind him. The sword energy came out sharply, and he regretted it. Fortunately, he didn't hurt the opponent, but only chopped off a big tree.
Ling Han was very happy when he saw the person coming. He immediately approached him and said with a smile, "You came out without saying hello. I almost hurt you."
"Okay, I'm progressing pretty fast, I can now use my sword energy!" Miss Ziye looked at Ling Han with relief.
"Thanks to the fifty-five moves of the Demon!" Ling Han said modestly, and then asked: "Hey, why is Sister Ziye here?"
Zi Ye and Ling Han walked side by side in the forest and slowly said, "I have been near Xieyang City in recent times."
"The soul-summoning beads used in the core spiritual array of the Soul-Calming Tower were made by me!"
Ling Han suddenly said: "Oh, no wonder it looks familiar. Is it that soul pearl from Wei Huai?"
"Yes, we are familiar with Tang Chen and gave him the soul beads to build a soul-suppressing tower. In the future, human souls will no longer rely on the ghost clan and can be perfectly dispersed through the soul-suppressing tower."
Ling Han scratched his head and asked in surprise: "You actually know each other?"
Ziye smiled playfully: "Yes, he is your uncle. You don't know him, right?"
Ling Han was stunned, shook his head and said with a smile: "It's true, I haven't seen it before, and no one has told me about it."
"Haha, we will recognize each other in the future."
Ling Han said with a grimace: "My identity may have been exposed!"
Zi Ye frowned and said, "No way, Yan Ying has been killed by me, and he said he didn't tell anyone your identity!"
Ling Han said depressedly: "Am I overthinking it? Then why did the Jin Ling Sect mobilize their troops to come to Tianmen to arrest me?"
"Well, how about I go back to Xieyang City to investigate, and you take a stroll around this area first." Miss Ziye looked at Ling Han.
Ling Han asked: "Wouldn't it be better to stay in Qingya Courtyard for a few days?"
Ziye said: "There is no one in the small courtyard. Junior sister and the others have gone on a mission. You can live there by yourself, but it's a bit boring."
"Then I'd better take a walk in the forest." Ling Han asked again, "When will they come back?"
"In almost ten days, we will start taking action when they come back!"
Ling Han knew that the action was to take over the task of destroying the ghost clan, so he nodded and said: "If I go to Xianyang City with you, they shouldn't be able to catch me."
"Alright!" Zi Ye nodded, and the two of them walked to Xieyang City under the cover of night.
At the gate of Xianyang City, Ziye said, "Can you do it alone?"
Ling Han was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why don't you go in together?"
"I'm going to Jin Ling Sect. Your uncle said that after the Soul Suppression Tower is built, he will stay in Jin Ling Sect for a while. I will go to him to discuss the matter of dividing the Ghost Slayer clan."
"How do we meet up?"
Ziye looked at the moonlight in the sky and said, "Meet here before dawn!"
"good!"
"I'll give you a concealment charm, be careful!"
"What is the concealment talisman used for?
"It can hide your aura so that even the powerful ones in the Heaven Realm cannot detect it. Even if there are any tracking marks on you, they will be ineffective."
"Oh, so strong!"
"We can only last until dawn, be careful!"
"okay!"
Ling Han and Zi Ye split up, Zi Ye went to Jinling Sect, and Ling Han sneaked towards the City Lord's Mansion.
In Dantang, Liu Shun gathered more than a dozen black-clothed masters, each with a powerful aura. He sensed that Ling Han was gradually approaching Xianyang City and suddenly disappeared at the city gate!
Liu Shun muttered to himself in confusion: "Have you discovered it? You shouldn't!"
After thinking about it, he confidently guessed: "Since we are returning to Xianyang City, if we are not going back to Tianmen, we are going to the City Lord's Mansion!"
Then he ordered: "Everyone is lying in ambush around the City Lord's Mansion, waiting for my signal!"
Ling Han climbed over the wall of the city lord's mansion, dodged three groups of patrols, and quietly arrived at Gong Yangshu's dormitory.
After gently pushing the door and locking it, Ling Han came to the window, knocked twice, and held his breath to listen to what was going on inside.
He only heard a creak, and after a few breaths, there was another creak. Ling Han smiled, and as expected, he didn't feel his presence, and then he lay on the window and whispered softly: "Lord City Lord..."
"who?"
Gong Yangshu asked in a low voice vigilantly, and then the window was suddenly opened. Ling Han rolled and jumped in. Gong Yangshu had already used the black feather bone fan.
Ling Han quickly said: "It's me, Konoha!"
There was a sound of armor clashing and walking outside, and the patrol shouted loudly: "Sir, there seemed to be some movement just now?"
Gong Yangshu coughed lightly and replied: "It's okay, go back!"
Then he lit the oil lamp and looked at Ling Han with melancholy eyes, looking at him carefully, looking up and down, holding his chin with his fingers, his brows filled with worry, shaking his head and nodding his head.
Ling Han chuckled and asked: "Lord City Lord, why do you not recognize the common people after not seeing each other for a day?"
Gongyang looked serious and murmured: "I don't recognize him a little bit!"
Then he widened his eyes and asked, "Are you human?"
