C212 Demoness – Mist

The woman stood gracefully in the air as a huge amount of demonic energy condensed into a pair of gigantic wings behind her. Under her flapping, waves of air currents were created and her elegant long hair fluttered in the wind.

As Han Bing looked at this beautiful woman, he felt an inexplicable sense of fear. Her strength far exceeded his, as long as she was willing. He could kill himself at any time.

"Did you release that sword qi three days ago?" The woman spoke with an unquestionable tone. Furthermore, the sword Qis she was talking about should have been the ones that had been activated by the demon sword three days ago when she was fighting against the great flood dragon.

"I don't know what sword energy you are talking about, nor do I want to answer any questions of the devil. If you want to avenge your disciples, then just do it. However, I am the only one who killed your Ten Thousand Demon Sect disciple, so it has nothing to do with her. As Han Bing said this, he pointed to Shui Lanruo beside him.

Han Bing believed that this tyrannical woman must be an Elder of the Thousand Demons Sect or something like that. Apart from this, he really didn't think that there would be any other Demonic Cultivator with a tyrannical cultivation looking for him.

"Ridiculous, how could I join a dirty sect like the Thousand Demons Sect. You killing a disciple of the Thousand Demons Sect has nothing to do with me. I have come to find you for the Demon Weapon that you have hidden in your body." The woman had a cold expression as she spoke condescendingly.

"You're not from the Thousand Demon Sect?" Han Bing was slightly surprised, this woman came to him for the demon sword. It seemed that she had already guessed through the sword qi that he had a powerful demon weapon.

However, a guess was a guess. Even if he didn't admit it, he could do nothing to her. On the other hand, if he gave his magic weapon to her, she might just directly kill him.

"Actually, you don't have to worry. I just need to borrow your Demon Soldier to do some things. Once I finish, I will immediately return it and never go back on my word." The woman said seriously.

"Haha, do you think I would believe you? "Firstly, I do not have a magic weapon. Secondly, I do not believe what you demonic cultivators are saying." Han Bing also became unyielding towards the woman. At worst, he would just use the power of the demon sword to fight to the death.

When the woman heard Han Bing's words, her expression gradually became cold. Beside Han Bing, Shui Lanruo shrunk back in fear. Han Bing reached out and pulled her behind him, facing the tyrannical demonic cultivator woman standing in the sky alone.

"Young man, impulse will make you pay the price. This price is sometimes the most important thing, sometimes the most important person." Although the woman's voice was calm, it made Han Bing's hair stand on end.

A black demonic aura surrounded it, and with a flick of a finger, a demonic whirlwind appeared around Han Bing. Just as Han Bing was about to use the demon sword, the demon sword was tightly bound by the demonic aura, as if it had fallen into a swamp.

The water ripple behind him was also controlled. The witch disappeared into the sky and appeared next to Shui Lanruo. Her slender hands formed a black blade made of demonic energy and held it against Shui Lanruo's neck.

"Ah, I, Han Bing, save me!" Shui Lanruo was captured before she could react. Life and death were in her hands. This made the little girl, who had enjoyed the treatment of a genius since she was young, unable to endure it. Her tone became tearful in an instant. Moreover, at this time, she could only turn to Han Bing for help.

"Let her go!" Han Bing's eyes were bloodshot, but his body was bound by the demonic energy, so no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move an inch.

"Young man, I already told you, as long as you hand over the Demon Soldier, I will let this little girl go. If you don't cooperate with me, then I'm sorry, I don't know what an illogical Demon Cultivator will do." The witch's voice was still calm without any ripples.

"You! Search! "Die!" Han Bing's body suddenly exploded with a tyrannical aura, the strength of the aura directly broke through the shackles of the demonic Qi that was surrounding him. Following which, the back of his right hand emitted a jet black light, which shot out into Han Bing's hand, and the black light grew in size, forming a gorgeous pitch-black sword.

"Is this the Demon Weapon? "Indeed, its aura is incomparable. I just don't know if it's just a show." The witch's eyes stared intently at the demon sword in Han Bing's hand. Her eyes were filled with a heated gaze. Han Bing raised his sword and slashed out. A huge devil qi palm collided with a sword aura that flickered with a black light, and without any surprise, the sword aura sliced the palm from the middle into two, as if it was cutting through rotten weeds, before continuing its attack on the witch.

The witch was surprised. She quickly waved her hand and an illusion appeared. The witch quickly turned around and disappeared. She reappeared next to the illusion. Shui Lanruo was also controlled by her and moved along with her.

The sword aura struck empty air and hit the ground. Immediately, an explosion resounded and dust flew into the air. The witch, through her demonic Qi and dust, could not help but nod her head in approval when she saw the might of the sword aura.

"A good sword, it really is a good sword. With the help of this magic weapon, I can definitely get my revenge!" The witch muttered to herself.

"I told you to let her go!" Han Bing controlled the demon sword and the ice crystal wings appeared on his back. However, under the influence of the demon sword, they gradually turned black and filled with an ice-cold and murderous feeling. Furthermore, as he said those words, he prepared to unleash the Demon Sword once again.

"Wait a minute, with that sword, I am indeed not your match. However, do you really not care about the life of this little girl? If you swing this sword at me, I will also swing my sword at this girl. No matter how fast your attack is, it won't be able to save her. Am I right? " the witch asked.

"What do you want?" Han Bing's tone also gradually became cold, becoming more and more similar to the witch's temperament.

"I don't want anything. I just want to borrow your devil sword. After using it, I will immediately return it without harming you in the slightest. "What do you think, is this acceptable?" the witch asked.

"Why should I believe you? If you really do get the Demon Sword and turn hostile, I'll be at your mercy. I can't believe what you're saying about a demonic cultivator. " Han Bing said.

"It's up to you whether you want to believe it or not, but I don't have the time to waste with you. I'll count to three. If you don't agree, then I'll send this little girl on her way." As she spoke, the witch took out a long sword and placed it against Shui Ruo's neck.

"One!"

"Han Bing, don't worry about me. If you give the demon sword to her, neither of us will survive!" Shui Lanruo also regained her composure. Although she was being controlled by the witch, she still shouted at Han Bing.

"Little lady, you can't speak carelessly like this. Speak carelessly and you will pay the price." As the witch spoke, she willed a surge of demonic energy to swirl around her. It moved towards Shui Lanruo's mouth and then covered it. No matter how she struggled, she couldn't make a single sound.

"Two!"

When the witch counted to two, the blade in her hand had moved an inch closer to Shui Lanruo's neck. Shui Lanruo could not help but shrink back as she felt the cold aura that was continuously approaching her. Tears kept flowing out of her eyes, ready to flow at any moment.

Han Bing was still hesitating. His relationship with Shui Lanruo wasn't that deep, and Han Bing was indeed a little reluctant to hand over his demon sword for her. Furthermore, Han Bing was also considering whether this witch would keep her promise.

"Three!"

"Wait a minute!" Just as the witch counted to three, Han Bing shouted, "I agree to give you the demon sword, but you have to abide by your promise and won't harm us."

"Of course, I will do as I say. "I know that you do not trust us demonic cultivators. In order to make you feel at ease, I swear to the heavens that if you break your promise, you will make my soul perish under this heavenly tribulation!" The witch said with a serious expression.

If the witch broke this oath, she would be punished by the heavens. When she went through the heavenly tribulation, the power of the heavenly tribulation would far surpass normal heavenly tribulation, and it would truly destroy her within.

"Since I've already said that, you should believe me now, right?" The witch said with a serious expression.

"This is the first time in my life that I've believed in a demonic cultivator, and also the last." As Han Bing said this, he lifted the magic sword in his hand and threw it over. The instant the magic sword left his hand, the huge force that was supporting him instantly disappeared. Under the witch's pressure, Han Bing once again felt his own insignificance.

"Very good, young man, I admire you." The witch raised her hand and a ball of demonic energy caught the demon sword before she put it away. Afterwards, he released Shui Lanruo from her imprisonment and brought her to Han Bing.

"Thank you for your sword. If I can take revenge, I will return it as scheduled. "I have a martial skill from the past, so I can only treat it as a kind of thought. I'll give it to you today, I hope that you can use it well and don't fail its previous owner." As the witch said this, she took out an exquisite long box from her black robe and placed it next to Han Bing under the control of the demonic energy.

Han Bing was still hesitating on whether to catch the long box when the witch's figure disappeared. All that was left was a voice that reverberated in the sky, "Young man, or rather, Han Bing, cherish the person in front of you. Don't regret it until you lose him. My name is' Honglan ', we are destined to meet again! "

As the witch Lan Lan left, the oppressive feeling around her also disappeared. Han Bing waved his hand and the floating box that she left behind returned to his spatial ring. Shui Lanruo's eyes were filled with tears. Her large eyes blinked at Han Bing, then she burst into tears and threw herself into Han Bing's arms.

"Alright, alright, she's already gone. What are you crying for?" Han Bing helplessly patted Shui Lanruo's shoulder and comforted her.

"You, why are you so good to her? We've only known each other for a few days, yet you actually gave such a precious magic sword to that bad woman for my sake. Shui Lanruo said.

"No need to be touched. You only need to repay me with your own body." Of course, he didn't like Shui Lanruo, it was just a joke. However, Shui Lanruo stopped crying when she heard his words, a thoughtful expression on her face.

At this moment, another oppressive aura came. Han Bing frowned, thinking that the witch had returned. However, the next moment, a middle-aged man with three ancient swords on his back appeared in front of his eyes.