"Didn't you hear me?"

"Why don't you get up quickly!"

Just as Han Sheng was immersed in the ecstasy of obtaining the source power, another person in the Buddhist temple was furious when he saw that Han Sheng had no reaction to his orders.

Thinking of Han Sheng's repeated violations of orders in the past few days, even though he knew that it was inconvenient to shout loudly in the Vajra Temple, he still shouted in a low voice and ordered Han Sheng to obey.

However, Han Sheng's trip was originally intended to obtain information. After obtaining the source power, he was not willing to talk nonsense to this person. He looked directly at the door of the palace and his lips were trembling, as if he had encountered something terrible and it was difficult to speak.

Seeing Han Sheng like this, the man jumped forward in surprise and looked back in the air, trying to see who it was, which made Han Sheng so frightened.

Clinker, before he could see outside the hall, he sensed a violent fist wind, whistling from the front. Thinking of who was standing in front, he called out "Not good" in his heart and cursed:

"Han Sheng, do you want to rebel?"

He used his fists and feet together and made several moves in an instant, trying to repel Han Sheng.

However, although his moves were fast, they were still not as good as Han Sheng. Although the reaction of the person in front of him was somewhat unexpected, Han Sheng did not hesitate at all. He took a step forward, twisted his hand and spiraled, and a dense sound of bowstrings burst out from his body, and his fists were like arrows, hitting the man around.

This "arrow strike" was so fierce, and it was one of Han Sheng's unique skills in his previous life. In the blink of an eye, the opponent's fists and feet were not only disrupted by Han Sheng, but also suffered at least a dozen punches on his body. Blood was squirting from his mouth and his body retreated rapidly.

"Good kung fu!"

He whispered, and Han Sheng did not expect that the other party had been hit by dozens of punches, but he still did not die. However, this was not a time to think about it. He did not hesitate, and caught up with the other party with a series of blows, breaking the opponent's interception, hitting the heart in the chest.

In this way, in a blink of an eye, the Jinyiwei Baihu, who was still domineering and did not take Han Sheng seriously, had his heart broken at this time and could not die again.

This incident was a long story, but it only happened in an instant. Until his death, this person didn't know why Han Sheng suddenly took action and why he dared to kill him.

"Who asked you to deliberately arrange for my father to die, and you still want to control me!"

"Duan Baihu, go all the way!"

He murmured to himself in a low voice. Han Sheng thought that under the manipulation of this person, his father died and he also worshipped in the Vajra Sect. Without hesitation, his mind condensed in the sea of ​​consciousness and ordered:

"Thousand Eyes, Reading the Soul!"

Suddenly, the source power that Han Sheng had just obtained on the Buddha statue disappeared instantly. In the sea of ​​consciousness, a book called "Duan Qing Memory" was condensed and flashed slightly, throwing into a black dot of the Thousand-Eyed Bodhi Bead.

From then on, as long as Han Sheng does not give up, he can read Duan Qing's memories at any time and obtain useful information to him.

"The source power consumed two points, which means that the origin of this person's soul is twice that of an ordinary person, and is comparable to the warrior at the peak of Huajin in his previous life—"

"No wonder I can take a sudden attack from me, and I need to make up for one move to completely kill me!"

Taking Han Sheng's muscles and bones at this time as a state of mind and bones, even if he did not practice Chinese martial arts specifically, he was a warrior who transformed his strength in his previous life. Duan Qing was able to take his sudden attack and never die, which shows his strength.

"According to my memory in this life, although Duan Qing has entered the first-class realm for many years, he is not the most powerful among this level."

"It seems that the bonus of true qi to combat power is even greater than I thought!"

Thinking of the feeling of being blocked by the air cushion when his fist power hit Duan Qing, Han Sheng felt dark and knew that he could no longer view the warriors in this world in his previous life. Otherwise, next time when there is a deviation, he might not have the chance to make up the move.

"The combat experience can be summarized later. The corpse must be disposed of as soon as possible so as not to be unclear."

Although he had just killed someone, Han Shengqu was not at all panic and was orderly plundering the other party's spoils. He also searched for the purpose of these spoils from Duan Qing's memory.

"Corpsy powder! Good thing!"

"It seems that Duan Qing has killed many people and killed his traces, and he has such things with him!"

The use of corpse-transforming powder was found in Duan Qing's memory. Han Sheng poured corpse-transforming powder into Duan Qing's blood, and soon turned Duan Qing's corpse and clothes into a pool of yellow water. At this point, the Jinyiwei households who had been lurking for many years disappeared quietly in the Vajra Temple.

Afterwards, Han Sheng took away the traces in the Buddhist temple, and then returned to the Zen room to sort out the battle harvest.

"A Qi Recovery Pill, is this what you call a cost?"

"I wonder how much my resources have been intercepted by you over the years!"

Looking at the entire bottle of Qi Recovery Pill in front of him, Han Sheng suddenly thought of the scene where he begged Duan Qing for a Qi Recovery Pill before he was about to break through, and he was angry.

"I have broken through to a first-class expert before I was less than seventeen years old. I can be regarded as a little genius."

"The Jinyiwei used to be so stingy to me, and it turned out that you were intercepted by you!"

Thinking of the hardships he suffered in practicing the Golden Bell Cover over the years, and seeing the various resources that Duan Qing intercepted, Han Sheng felt that he had just killed him, which was too cheap for the other party.

However, since things have come to this point, Han Sheng no longer has to search for information on various resources he intercepted from Duan Qing's memory, and explore the reasons for what happened six years ago from the other party's memory.

"It turns out that the accident at Vajra Temple six years ago was done by Wei Zhongxian's people."

"My father...my father also knows the danger, but in order to be able to enter the Vajra Sect, he resolutely joined the war."

"It's not entirely Duan Qing's forced effort!"

"well……"

With a long sigh, Han Sheng could not say whether his father's choice was right or wrong. However, for him, since Duan Qing was related to this matter, it was natural that he killed him.

"Wei Zhongxian, nine thousand years old, is extremely powerful. He is also a great master of martial arts, and is faintly the best master in the world."

"Li Zuoxing, once the Dongchang Chair, is one of the fourteen thousand households of the Jinyiwei, at least a congenital master."

"It was these two people who indirectly and directly killed my father!"

After understanding who his father-killing enemy was in this life, Han Sheng immediately gritted his teeth and wanted to kill two of them. However, he had just entered the first-class state of acquired nature. Not to mention that compared with the great master Wei Zhongxian, even Li Zuoxing, the innate master, could not compete with him at this time.
Chapter completed!