The old man had a strong internal strength, but it was not as good as bullets. The bullet hit his legs and immediately blood splashed, his legs became weak and he fell to the ground.

The severe pain in his body was secondly. The old man now had the most shock in his heart. He stared at Lin Yihang with incredible eyes.

Lin Yihang and Nangong Yiren both held talismans in one hand and guns in the other, pointing the muzzle at the old man and the young man respectively.

The strength of the ancient warriors was even seriously injured now, Lin Yihang and the others did not dare to be careless at all.

"You are not an ancient martial artist! I can be sure that you are definitely not an ancient martial artist. But how could your reaction be so fast? Moreover, what is the piece of yellow paper you just used? It turned into ashes as soon as you raise your hand... It was the piece of yellow paper that hurt us, right?" The old man widened his eyes and stared at Lin Yihang's left hand.

There was also a yellow talisman in Lin Yihang's left hand, but it was pinched by his fingers, only a corner was exposed, and it was not clear.

"Do you think you have the right to ask questions?" Lin Yihang snorted coldly, pointing the black gun at the old man, "Where is Han Xue?"

Bang!

The old man had just looked disdainful, and the gunshots next to him had already sounded, which scared Lin Yihang.

It was Nangong Yiren who shot and hit the old man in the thigh with one shot.

"Uh..." The old man covered his injured leg and let out a painful roar in his throat. He looked up at Nangong Yiren with hatred.

Nangong Yiren's face was cold and his fingers continued to pull on the trigger, "I don't have time to listen to you talk too much. Tell me, where is Han Xue? If you don't say it, there is him! I don't mind killing you directly."

Nangong Yiren's tone was very calm. However, no one would doubt the murderous intent in it.

Strong!

It's really too tough!

Lin Yihang swallowed. Is this girl too cruel to take action?

However, he also knew that this was because Nangong Yiren was too concerned about Han Xue's safety. They had come here, but they never saw Han Xue's shadow and were very close to their best friends. She was originally a strong woman, otherwise she would not have been given everyone by her father at a young age and became the general manager of Yijiade Auction House. Therefore, Nangong Yiren shot directly and was extremely decisive.

The old man stared at Nangong Yiren, who looked at him with cold eyes.

Click!

The sound of the trigger pulling is pressed down, and the shot will be fired at any time.

Gudong!

The old man's throat squirmed for a moment. Originally, the old man always thought he was not afraid of death. However, when death really came, he found that he could not do it at all.

He wanted to live! Facing the threat of death, but in this moment, his body was already wet with cold sweat... This was both because of the pain of injury and the fear in his heart.

"In front! In the car more than 300 meters away from here." The old man finally compromised.

Compromising with a mortal, this made him feel very ashamed and completely subverted his outlook on life. However, when he saw Nangong Yiren move his finger away from the trigger, he felt more relaxed.

Lin Yihang looked at Nangong Yiren. The latter nodded, indicating that the other party was not lying. Because she had a positioning tracker in her hand, the image on her phone showed that Han Xue's car was indeed at the position the old man said. It seems that Han Xue was probably in the car.

However, I haven't seen anyone yet, so I can't feel relaxed.

"I'll go and save people." Nangong Yiren said.

"No! It's too dangerous!" Lin Yihang refused.

Joke, how could he let Nangong Yiren act alone at this time?

"I have this." Nangong Yiren raised her left hand. She had just seen the power of the talisman. This talisman of the talisman made her very confident.

More importantly, she was very worried about her best friend's safety and couldn't wait.

Lin Yihang did not answer her, but turned to the old man and pulled the trigger with his fingers, "I will only give you one chance, and say, how many people have you come this time?"

The old man was so angry that he was angry. Damn! What's going on? He saw that he was easy to bully, right? He was an ancient martial artist! He who usually regarded as an ant, dared to treat him like this?

He opened his mouth and before he could speak, Lin Yihang said, "Wait a minute!"

The old man was stunned. Lin Yihang had turned his head and walked to the young man behind him.

One of the young man's arms was cut off at the same root, and blood was flowing. In addition, his legs were shot, he was lying on the ground in pain, rolling in pain, covered in snow and mud, like a blood gourd. Seeing Lin Yihang coming, he raised his head, his pale face was ferocious.

However, he lost too much blood, even though he was an ancient martial artist, he was still weak. Before he could take action, Lin Yihang kicked him out.

Bang!

He was just in the neck and immediately threw himself to the ground, his eyes turned pale and fainted.

"Okay! Now I'll ask, you answer. When you finish your answer, I'll ask your nephew again. If there are differences in your words, don't blame me for being rude and killing people!"

"Hmph!" Lin Yihang said something, and the old man immediately snorted coldly and turned his head.

This boy is so despicable. He is so despicable and uses such a trick. Is this still a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old?

The old man was a little suspicious.

Nangong Yiren watched from the side, pointing her gun at the old man very well, and didn't say much. Although she was anxious and caring about Han Xue's safety, she also knew that Lin Yihang did nothing wrong. The more this happened, the more careful he had to be. If he was careless and fell into the enemy's trap, not only would he not be able to save the person and turn himself in, it would be completely finished.

"It's still the question just now. How many people have you come this time?" This is what Lin Yihang is most concerned about.

"Two." The old man swallowed his saliva and finally had no courage to lie.

Ancient warriors are also human beings. When they fall into the hands of others, they are like meat on chopping boards, and they can beat and kill them. They don’t want to ask for trouble. You know, this couple is simply crazy! It’s okay for men to cut off their hands and feet at any time, but even this girl is so crazy, and shoots a word that doesn’t suit her feelings... The old man wants to cry.

"What are your names? Which ancient martial arts sect do you come from?" Lin Yihang continued to ask without hesitation.

"I am Heliancheng, this is my husband's nephew Zang Yunfeng. We are all disciples of Sanhe Sect." When the old man said this, his chin raised slightly and a proud look appeared on his face. Obviously, this Sanhe Sect is not simple. "I think what happened between us is a misunderstanding. As long as my friend is willing to let us go, I can write it off in the past. How about it?"

The old man was in the hands of a man and had to lower his posture.

"Sanhe Gate?" Lin Yihang frowned slightly, ignored the old man's words, and asked back, "Where is the Sanhe Gate?"

"This..." The old man hesitated for a moment. It doesn't matter if they say their names or even sects, but exposing the address of the sect is a taboo. Once they do this, even if they can save their lives, they will inevitably be punished after returning to the sect.

If his skill is still there, he might have just thought about his mistakes behind closed doors and other things. However, now he has become a useless person. With the strictness of the sect system, he will definitely take the opportunity to kill him, the use of the rules of the main sect.

At this moment, so many thoughts flashed through the old man's mind - this is something that cannot be said no matter what. Looking at the black gun, the old man really wanted to make up an address casually... But this young man was too cunning. After a while, he asked his nephew Zang Yunfeng that he could not match each other, but he was still inevitable to die.

Bang!

The old man was still thinking, but Lin Yihang didn't give him a chance. He shot in the thigh and the bullet was embedded in the bone. The old man rolled on the ground with a wailing pain... But the ancient martial artist's physical fitness was far superior to ordinary people and could not be unconscious. The severe pain could only be endured.

Damn!

The old man Heliancheng really wanted to die at this time! Every time he shot, he would hit his legs... These legs were almost made into honeycombs, which was completely useless.

"Where is Sanhe Gate? Don't ask me to ask for it for the third time!" Lin Yihang still spoke in a cold tone.

"In... Sichuan Province! On Yanling Mountain more than 100 miles north of Tianfu City." Helian Cheng was sweating all over. At this time, he could only choose to compromise. If he said something, he might be executed after returning to the sect, but if he didn't say it, he would die immediately... Which is more important, it is not difficult to measure for him who is afraid of death.

"How strong is the Sanhe Sect?" Lin Yihang continued.

"There are 98 disciples in total, among which the uncle of the sect is a Xuan-level master, 29 of the Huang-level masters, and the rest are apprentices." Since I have spoken, there is no need to worry about the rest, and I will answer any questions and questions.

Heliancheng said this and gritted his teeth and added: "In addition, I heard that there are three Supreme Elders, who may also be Xuan-level masters, and I don't know whether it is true or false."

He revealed all the foundation of Sanhemen and couldn't take care of anything to survive.

However, after answering, he looked up and saw that what he saw on Lin Yihang's face was not a satisfied expression, but a little surprised.

Heliancheng started to sweat coldly on his forehead again. This was a very extreme boy. If he was not satisfied, he would at least take another shot.

"What is a Xuan-level master? What is a Huang-level master?" Just as Helian was frightened, Lin Yihang spoke again.

"Uh..." Heliancheng's mouth widened.

No way? This guy doesn’t even know what a Xuan-level master is or what a Huang-level master is?

However, I was soon calm and calm. Although this young man's method was strange, he was just a mortal after all! It was really normal to not know the classification of ancient martial artists.

Oh my God! I actually fell into the hands of such a person! Heliancheng just thought about it and wanted to cry without tears.

"snort!"
Chapter completed!