Seeing that Qin Hai was enveloped in raging flames and had already turned into a burning man, the middle-aged man revealed a sinister smile.
He looked towards He Jianwen, his impudent gaze moving back and forth over He Jianwen's delicate figure. Especially He Jianwen's full chest and perky buttocks, which were the most important parts of his attention. The vulgarity in them was self-evident.
"Three Deities Templar!"
He Jianwen's expression changed drastically. She suddenly understood who these people were. She absolutely did not expect them to be from the Three Temples.
At that moment, the middle-aged man had already approached He Jianwen, opening his big hands and grabbing towards her.
He Jianwen knew that he was no match for the opponent and immediately retreated. However, the middle-aged man's figure was extremely fast. Like a shadow following his shadow, he quickly caught up and grabbed He Jianwen's arm.
An enormous amount of internal force rushed into He Jiaven's body. Not only did it control her body, it also caused her to be unable to muster any internal energy.
But at this moment, He Jiawen's surprised voice was heard from his side. Qin Hai said, "Take your dirty hands away!"
He Jiaven and the middle-aged man turned to look at Qin Hai at almost the same time. He saw Qin Hai standing there unscathed, without a single spark on his body. It was as if the person enveloped by the raging fire was not him.
The middle-aged man's face fell as he exclaimed, "You're actually not dead?"
Before he finished his sentence, Qin Hai suddenly disappeared, leaving behind an afterimage.
The middle-aged man was shocked. He quickly let go of He Jiaven and swung his saber forward at the fastest speed he could muster.
Ka-cha! *
However, the saber light did not strike at Qin Hai. It did not even touch the hem of Qin Hai's clothes.
The middle-aged man's face grew startled once more as he felt a strong sense of danger in his heart. Hurriedly, he raised his blade to block in front of him.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
Qin Hai suddenly appeared in front of the middle-aged man. At the same time, his iron fist landed viciously on the man's saber blade.
A powerful force immediately surged into his body. The middle-aged man had no way of resisting and was knocked flying backward with a mouthful of blood coming out of his mouth.
Clang!
Qin Hai's footsteps did not stop. He continued to charge towards the middle-aged man. At this moment, the dog that was running at him rushed towards Qin Hai again. At the same time, the beast spouted out another ball of fire. It wanted to use the same trick to trap Qin Hai.
However, what was waiting for it was Qin Hai's iron fist. A layer of white flame was ignited on Qin Hai's fist. Not only did it completely suppress the fire spewing out of the dog's mouth, it also wrapped around the dog's head at the same time.
Soon, a burst of fragrance drifted over. Qin Hai tore off a leg of the dog and took a bite, laughing, "As expected of a spirit beast, when it is roasted it will be fragrant. Unfortunately, it is still missing some salt and cumin, otherwise, the taste would be even better!"
When the middle-aged man saw this, he coughed out another mouthful of blood and fell back to the ground.
Qin Hai threw away his doggy leg and walked over to pat He Jianwen lightly. He quivered and regained his mobility.
She quickly pulled Qin Hai back and said anxiously, "Quickly go! This is the place of the three halls. If you don't leave now, it will be too late!"
"I heard grandpa say that this is a very mysterious organization. Although very few people know about it, they are very strong and very scary. They are definitely not someone we can provoke. We need to leave quickly, or else it will be too late!"
He Jianwen was anxious and frustrated. If he had known these people were from the Three Temples, he would not have brought Qin Hai here. What happened today had nothing to do with Qin Hai. If Qin Hai was dragged into this, he might even lose his life. Even if she could leave safely, she would blame herself for the rest of her life.
Qin Hai was also secretly surprised. Although he didn't know what cultivation level He Jianwen's grandfather was at now, but to be able to be evaluated as a very powerful opponent, this so-called Three Temples was indeed very powerful.
In a window above the castle, a man was looking at them expressionlessly. This person wore a mask that covered half of his face. However, he was emitting a strong killing intent. He was clearly much stronger than the middle-aged man from before.
The masked man suddenly jumped down from the window that was more than ten meters away from the ground. After landing steadily on the ground, he walked towards Qin Hai and He Jiawen.
Seeing that the masked man was getting closer and closer, He Jianwen could not help but become nervous. His hands were tightly clenched, and his body was also trembling lightly. Qin Hai was standing next to her. He quickly felt her strangeness and lightly patted her shoulder. He said with a smile, "Don't be afraid!"
Qin Hai's smile seemed to have a magical charm to it. He Jiaven's nervousness was finally relieved. She answered with a soft "yes" and subconsciously held Qin Hai's arm.
The masked man quickly arrived in front of them and expressionlessly said, "Please follow me, our hall master is inviting you!"
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