"Do you think you have the opportunity to escape and report to the monks of the five sects today? Moreover, the monks of the five sects have their own ulterior motives. Not to mention the division of the Demon Sect, the two sects of the Nine Formation Sects and the three sects of the Shengxing Mountains. Even if the three sects of the Shengxing Mountains are not intimate, you will fight and fight together, how can you work together!"

At this time, a middle-aged man in a wardrobe slowly turned out from behind a curtain and stood behind Han Ming, just in between the Thirteenth Prince and Han Ming.

"Another foundation-building cultivator!" After Han Ming saw the guard who came out clearly, a look of shock suddenly appeared on his face.

What happened tonight was far beyond Han Ming's imagination, which made him extremely puzzled. He was just here to assassinate a prince, why did he get two monks from the Foundation Establishment Stage?

The royal family of Jiang Kingdom was supported by the five sects. They were used to manage mortals in Jiang Kingdom, so naturally they would not let others interfere. Therefore, the five sects stipulated that immortal cultivators should not interfere in the affairs of the royal family, otherwise they would be jointly hunted by the five sects.

And now the two Foundation Establishment Cultivators who suddenly emerged are not any of the five Foundation Establishment Cultivators stationed in the capital of the five sects. They are clearly casual cultivators or people from the Immortal Cultivation Family. They pretend to be the guards of the Thirteenth Prince and the Thirteenth Prince, which obviously breaks the rules of the Five Sects.

"Are you going to kill the younger ones? "Han Ming took a deep breath and said calmly. At the same time, the palm of his hand in his sleeve moved, holding a spiky awl in his left hand and a small shield with his right hand.

"It is not impossible to hand over all the spiritual weapons on you, and it is not impossible to spare your life," the Thirteenth Prince grinned, revealing his gloomy white teeth.

"I just took off my armor, and the next moment I would probably be cut into more than a hundred pieces by the two seniors' magic weapons. After all, if the people from the five sects find two seniors, the two seniors will probably be chased by the world. The two seniors will definitely not want to be chased, so I need to be silenced!" Han Ming looked at the thirteenth prince's pretty kind appearance and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Don't you want to hand over it? Then we have to take it from your body." The Thirteenth Prince grinned and smiled strangely, but his hands were calmly behind him, without any tendency to take action.

The newly-formed guard also smiled slightly during the foundation-building stage, put his hands behind him, looking at Han Ming calmly, without any tendency to take action.

Seeing that these two monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage did not take action, but were sure to win, Han Ming frowned slightly and subconsciously looked around, but nothing was revealed.

"Hehehe." Three harsh laughter suddenly came into Han Ming's ears. At the same time, a ghostly black shadow suddenly appeared two feet behind Han Ming, and then suddenly disappeared.

At this time, Han Ming realized that the enemy had arrived near him. He screamed immediately and directly released a shield covered with scales and bone spurs on the surface. But it was already a little late. The shield covered with scales and bone spurs had not yet been completely enlarged, and was hit hard by a fist wrapped in black cloth.

"Boom." The shield that had not had time to enlarge was instantly smashed away by the fist wrapped in black cloth, and hit Han Ming behind the shield, knocking Han Ming's entire body away.

"Puff." Han Ming suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale in a few breaths, and the aura on his body quickly became weak.

"Another top-quality spiritual weapon, or a top-quality spiritual weapon!" The Thirteenth Prince was surprised when he saw that Han Ming was not dead, but after seeing the white shield, he suddenly had a look of surprise on his face.

"This kid is probably very well-known. Maybe he is the descendant of the old monster Jiedan. Otherwise, he is just a young monk at the twelve level of Qi training. How could he have such a high-quality spiritual weapon?" The foundation-building cultivator dressed in the guard was also happy when he saw the shield, but later he frowned slightly.

"What kind of attack is this? It's so silent and its destructive power is so amazing that even my iron corpse can penetrate it!" At this time, a black figure suddenly appeared at the place where Han Ming was originally standing. He looked at a circle about inch wide in his heart and said in confusion.

The black figure was extremely weird in dress, and her whole body was wrapped in strips of cloth stained with black marks. No skin was exposed outside, and even her eyes, nostrils and mouth were tightly wrapped.

"Hey, why are Brother Corpse injured?" At this time, the Thirteenth Prince was attracted by the words of the figure wrapped in a black cloth. When he turned his head, he saw a hole about the size of an inch on the black figure's chest!

"I don't know what attack method that kid used, and he actually penetrated my shroud and my iron corpse body! Fortunately, I am a zombie body and have no heart, otherwise I would die in an instant! If you two approached and were beaten by the attack just now, you might have died suddenly!" The figure wrapped in black cloth touched the wound on his chest, and then looked at Han Ming who was trapped in the wall, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

The foundation-building cultivator dressed in the guard was shocked at first. The iron corpse body was pierced, which shows that the attack was so powerful! But after thinking about it carefully, he said distractedly: "Brother Corpse is joking, it is only your iron corpse body that can be close to the mediocre. We are a human being, and our body is fragile. How can we fight closely? We still have to use spiritual weapons to attack from a long distance. Although this kid's attack is silent, it can only be a short-distance sneak attack. Once the distance is far, we are prepared and it is not easy to block it!"

Although the foundation-building cultivator dressed in the guards was a little distracted, the Thirteenth Prince's face was a little unnatural. He had just approached this qi-training boy and used secret techniques to attack the boy. He didn't think anything was wrong before, but now he knew that he might have walked in front of the gate of hell.

"Another foundation-building cultivator, or a zombie or something!"

Seeing the black granulum on the chest twisting one by one, and in a short while, Han Ming couldn't help but feel bitter. If it weren't for the large dragon's stimulation, it would take more time to stimulate the small dragon's sting. Even if this black figure was the body of an iron corpse, it wouldn't be easy. After all, Qiao Yushan, the uncle Jiedan team, had a high evaluation of the big dragon's sting, saying that it could almost kill all the foundation-building cultivators below the Dan stage!

"This kid is a bit weird. He has a lot of good things on his body. Let's kill him first, otherwise he will run away and report to the monks of the foundation-building stage of the five sects. Our plan will be delayed!" The Thirteenth Prince turned his head and looked at Han Ming on the wall now. His eyes flashed with a cold look. With one hand, he threw out a green spear, which turned into a blue light and shot towards Han Ming.

"Yes, kill him first. I've been bored here these days. Sometimes I haven't tasted the flesh and blood of the cultivator after the Qi training level!" The black figure grinned and turned into a black phantom, shooting towards Han Ming.
Chapter completed!