Last time, Yin Pi wanted to harm himself, with the purpose of the damn engagement. This time, the Pan family wanted to kill him to silence him!

Pan Zezhi tsk: "Bing Haoyang, you are amazing. You can actually destroy An Xiang from the An Zhen Sect. You are still a genius after all. Unfortunately, genius... tsk, genius is about to die today!"

Bing Haoyang said coldly: "Pan Zezhi, get away from me, I can deal with An Xiang and you."

"Oh!" Pan Zezhi sighed deeply: "Bing Haoyang, he is still shouting to me when he is about to die. It's a pity!"

Bing Haoyang was furious: "Pan Zezhi, how dare you plot against me? I tell the leader, you're ruined!" Bing Haoyang finished speaking, he quickly grabbed the cliff. The Pan family was a famous bastard, and his situation was too dangerous now.

"It's useless. After you die, I will go back to report your demise. I will say that you were not careful when you collect herbs and fell off the cliff. Otherwise, you give me that spiritual medicine and I will spare your life. Is this a good deal?"

"You dream!" Bing Haoyang was furious: "The spiritual medicine is to help the master!"

Pan Zezhi took out the sword from above and said sarcastically: "Since you don't want to trade, don't blame me. I'll cut the rope first, you have to be careful!" Then the sound of the sword cutting the rocks came from above.

Bing Haoyang's heart was cold: Pan Zezhi was going to take action, what should he do? He shouted angrily: "Pan Zexin, you are despicable!"

It’s useless to scold me. I was extremely passive on the cliff. I was trying to figure out how to do it. I was broken! Pan Zezhi’s voice came from above: “Bing Haoyang, you are the safest to die!”

Boom! A big stone of four or five hundred kilograms fell from top to bottom. A safety rope was tied to the huge stone, and the other end of the rope was connected to Bing Haoyang's waist!

Bing Haoyang roared angryly: "Pan Zezhi, you crazy villain, I will not let you go!" His roar echoed in the mountains, and his body fell vertically with the huge rock. In the air, Bing Haoyang took out a small hoe to dig medicinal materials and cut off the rope hard. Helplessly, his body fell down...

With the howling wind in my ears, Bing Haoyang's heart tightened: Is my life so bad? No, I can't wait to die!

Bing Haoyang felt a strong desire to survive in his heart. In desperation, he grabbed the stone wall with his right hand and swished! Three purple marrow rays were emitted from the palm of his hand! What is this?

The three purple marrow streaks instantly wrapped around a tree on the cliff, and rubbed! Because the falling power was too great, the small tree was instantly uprooted! Bing Haoyang's body was still falling rapidly!

Bing Haoyang's right hand hit the purple marrow again, swish! He wrapped it on a protruding boulder, and his body suddenly stopped, and then jumped around! Three sounds, the purple marrow was pulled off by a huge force, and fortunately, the speed of the decline slowed down.

Bing Haoyang was overjoyed. Unexpectedly, he could actually tear out purple marrow!

He then punched out three thicker purple marrow threads, dipped them on the cliff, and wrapped them on the stone. Although they were either broken or separated, fortunately, the speed of decline was getting slower and slower. Finally, it reached the bottom of the cliff. Bing Haoyang fell down and splashed huge water splashes...

Thanks to this puddle, Bing Haoyang saved his life with the buffering of water, otherwise he would die on the spot!

Despite this, Bing Haoyang's body was also severely damaged. He couldn't move for a while. He held the life-saving medicine tightly in his hand, and did not let go in his coma... At this moment, he only had one belief in his heart: Master, wait for me!

Pan Zezhi made an abacus on the cliff: Bing Haoyang must be dead, but he has the spiritual medicine in his hand. No, I must get the spiritual medicine! He looked left and right, looked under the cliff again, and quickly retracted his neck, my mother! It's too high, Pan Zezhi decided to take a detour.

Bing Haoyang was lying in a cold puddle, now in a coma. The purple marrow in his body was slowly repairing his injured muscles and bones. Finally, one day and one night, Bing Haoyang woke up and climbed next to a huge rock, sat cross-legged, and started healing his injuries with purple marrow. His body was recovering rapidly. In the afternoon, he could finally stand up.

Oh no, a familiar figure appeared in the valley. It was the fourth son of the five tigers of the Pan family: Pan Zezhi!

What to do? With Bing Haoyang's current state, it is difficult to beat Pan Zezhi even if he escapes!

Bing Haoyang hid his body behind the huge rocks, and he watched everywhere. Unfortunately, there was a cliff behind him and Pan Zezhi in front of him. He had no choice but to escape. He fell into despair: Master, I'm sorry, I may never see you again.

Pan Zezhi looked up at the cliff and then looked at the surrounding terrain. He was puzzled: It should be here, where is the corpse? After searching for a while, Bing Haoyang was still not found. Pan Zezhi said to himself: "Is it eaten by wild animals?"

Pan Zezhi didn't give up and continued to search.

Bing Haoyang was hiding behind the big stone. He thought to himself: It is not possible to play hide-and-seek like this. Now he has no power to attack at all. Once discovered, there is only a way out.

After making up an idea, Bing Haoyang pressed his hand to the ground, three purple marrow threads were shot out, two quietly wrapped around Pan Zezhi's pants, and crawled in along the pants.

When Pan Zezhi checked the puddle again, the boy changed color: Bing Haoyang is not dead! Because he saw the traces left by Bing Haoyang's crawling, his eyes showed fierce light and touched the storage bag with one hand, and a short sword was held in his hand.

He roared loudly: "Bing Haoyang! I know you are not dead, come out for me, come out for me!"

Only Pan Zezhi's roar echoed in the valley, and his eyes fell on the huge rock.

Bing Haoyang's heart sank suddenly, and he continued to increase the output of purple marrow.

Pan Zezhi walked towards the huge rock step by step, Bing Haoyang quietly avoided, cautiously leaving, for fear of making a sound.

Pan Zezhi suddenly accelerated. After all, Bing Haoyang's injury had not healed yet, and he could not dodge until Pan Zezhi saw it. Pan Zezhi laughed wildly: "Bing Haoyang, I never thought that you were useless, you were so big and you wouldn't be able to kill you if you were so high! Take out the elixir!"

Bing Haoyang snorted coldly: "I have taken the spiritual medicine."

Pan Zezhi's facial features were distorted: "Boy, if you take the spiritual medicine, I will kill you and drink your blood!" After the words were finished, the person rushed over and pointed the short sword in his hand at Bing Haoyang's chest.

Bing Haoyang had only one chance. He hid back and then activated the purple marrow. Pan Zezhi felt a severe pain in his crotch and could not raise any strength for a moment. At the same time, his legs were tripped by something, and his whole body fell to the ground like a stone. His forehead was hitting a protruding stone, and his head buzzed.

At this moment, Bing Haoyang moved. He stretched out his index finger with his right hand and slapped on the back of Pan Zezhi's neck. Pan Zezhi oh, and he was paralyzed there. He wanted to move except trembling? That's not to think about it.

What happened? Why did Pan Zezhi suddenly have an abnormality? It turned out that Bing Haoyang's three purple marrow silks and two legs that bound Pan Zezhi's legs, with his current ability, only for Pan Zezhi, that bondage was just a trip.

But don’t forget that the target of the third purple marrow attack is the crotch, wrap the balls around and pull them hard, this is called bullshit! The combination of the two, even if Pan Zezhi has great ability, he will still be trapped.
Chapter completed!