Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

What's more, even if such a thing is really possible, it is not something that a person in the middle stage of Jindan can do!

"What a pervert..."

Zhong Pingping closed her eyes as if accepting her fate. All her methods were useless against Jiang Han. She couldn't beat him in a fight, and her artistic conception couldn't produce any effect. At this moment, she could only let him control her.

Jiang Han followed her gaze, looked up, and immediately noticed the hint of red.

"I don't know how powerful it is, I must try it later."

As soon as he thought of it, the sword intent that was soaring into the sky dissipated in an instant, like a sharp sword in a sheath, hiding all its sharpness in the sheath.

Jiang Han looked at the monks lying on the ground, waved his hand, and the soul-binding rope floated in the air.

The people of Lingyun Mountain used their bodies as a formation, which could enhance the power of the formation. However, when the formation was broken, they also suffered extremely serious backlash from the formation.

At this moment, their breath is extremely weak, which is a good time to communicate.

Zhong Pingping felt a tightness in her body, and a feeling of weakness suddenly arose. All the spiritual power and consciousness in her body were imprisoned, and she could not move at all.

"Jiang Han! I've already given you everything, what else do you want?!"

She screamed in fear, as if she thought she had seen the wrong person. She felt both scared and wronged.

Especially after she was tied up with ropes.

At this moment, she was really panicked, with fear and despair in her eyes.

Does Jiang Han have any special hobbies?

Jiang Han ignored her and controlled the soul-binding rope to continue to lengthen until they were all tied up.

At this point, he casually replied:

"Nothing, just tie it up so it's easier to operate."

His voice sounded the same as before, but for some reason, Zhong Pingping always felt that there seemed to be something more in Jiang Han's voice.

He scanned everyone with his spiritual sense and took away all the items with spiritual energy, whether they were magical weapons or spiritual objects, or any items that looked like storage magic weapons. He only left them with the token that could allow them to leave the secret realm.

He placed the token in everyone's hands, tied all the extra soul-binding ropes to Zhong Pingping, and then he had an idea.

"boom--"

A muffled sound rang out in everyone's hands, and all the tokens exploded at the same time, causing ripples in the nearby space. Then, they quickly fell into the void and disappeared.

After doing all this, Jiang Han looked down at Zhong Pingping, who was lying motionless on the ground with an extremely terrified look on her face.

"Jiang Han, what are you...what are you going to do?"

Zhong Pingping didn't know what she was thinking about, and her face suddenly flushed. However, her injuries were too serious, and Jiang Han was taking special care of her. The soul-binding rope tied her very tightly, and she could not do anything except barely speak.

"What not to do?"

Jiang Han squatted down, his eyes shining as he looked at her quietly.

Seeing this, Zhong Pingping tried to widen her eyes and glared at Jiang Han fiercely, as if trying to scare him away.

However, this momentum did not last long. Her eyes gradually began to wander, and her gaze gradually shifted to the side. Finally, she closed her eyes and said angrily:

"No, don't even think about it!"

"is it?"

Jiang Han sighed lightly. He originally wanted her to hand it over herself, but now it seems that he has no choice but to do it himself.

He stretched out his hand, made a hand gesture, and pointed at the center of Zhong Pingping's eyebrows. The sword spirit followed his spiritual consciousness and quickly rushed into Zhong Pingping's sea of ​​consciousness!

"Jiang Han!"

Zhong Pingping suddenly felt a surge of strength from nowhere and screamed in panic.

"No! You can't take this. It's very important to me. I can give you something else, but you keep it for me!"

"boom--"

There was a muffled sound, as if breaking through a barrier, and a small ochre bell quickly emerged from between Zhong Pingping's eyebrows.

Jiang Han reached out and took the small bell in his hand. The sword spirit rushed into it and instantly wiped out all traces of Zhong Pingping.

"Soul-stealing bell."

After Jiang Han's spiritual consciousness invaded it and left his own spiritual consciousness restriction, he immediately understood the function of this thing.

"It can capture souls, destroy minds, and kill people without them even noticing. It's a good treasure."

He did not perform the ritual on the spot, but put away the Soul-Catching Bell, took out a token and put it into Zhong Pingping's hand.

"Jiang Han! Wait a moment!"

Zhong Pingping's life-saving magic weapon was taken away, and she felt a severe dizziness in her head, and her vision went black. If this magic weapon was not so important to her, she really wanted to faint.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she said with all her strength:

"Jiang Han, this item is only an eighth-grade earth-level magic weapon. Although it is very important to me, it is not very useful to you. Give me a chance, and I will come to you with a magic weapon more valuable than the Soul-Snatching Bell."

She looked at Jiang Han pleadingly, "I just hope that when the time comes, you can give me the Soul-Catching Bell in exchange."

Jiang Han looked down at her, without a trace of emotion in his heart.

Just now, in the lake of his heart, he experienced again the pain that was enough to drive a person crazy. At this moment, his heart was as cold as ten thousand years of black ice.

What's more, they had joined forces to deal with him before. If Kenshin hadn't broken through the seal and rushed out of the formation, he would have suffered a lot.

However, this item is really not of much use to him. If she can exchange it for a better magic weapon, it would not be a loss.

But, we can't let her get away with it so easily.

"Okay." He straightened up and nodded.

"However, it requires a magical weapon of at least the fifth rank of Heavenly Grade."

"Fifth level of Heavenly Stage?!" Zhong Pingping shuddered, regaining consciousness, and anxiously shouted:

"Do you think Heavenly Grade Magical Weapons are everywhere?! The only thing I have on my body is the Heart-Shocking Bell, which is Heavenly Grade 3! Even if you sell me, you can't get a Heavenly Grade 5 Magical Weapon in exchange!"

"You're asking for a fifth-grade Heavenly Grade Magical Weapon right now, why don't you just go and snatch it?!"

"Didn't you notice?" Jiang Han was a little puzzled.

"I'm just grabbing."

Zhong Pingping froze, her breath stuck in her chest, she almost passed out, and her vision went dark.

It took her a long time to recover. A trace of resentment flashed in her eyes, but she was afraid of angering Jiang Han, so she could only suppress the pain in her heart and make herself look less annoying.

"If you don't want to, forget it. Although this small bell is not of high grade, the material is good. I can melt it and make a scabbard for it."

Jiang Han indifferently patted the non-existent dust on his clothes and pretended to activate the token.

"Okay! Heavenly Grade Five is Heavenly Grade Five!" Zhong Pingping tried to keep her tone calm, fearing that it would anger Jiang Han.

"Just wait, I'll go find you at Zixiao Sword Sect!"

"it is good."

Jiang Han nodded, not giving her a chance to speak. With a thought, the token exploded with a bang, and ripples spread out, sending Zhong Pingping out of the secret realm.

When leaving, Zhong Pingping was still glaring at him with gritted teeth, but Jiang Han didn't care.

Before, the four major sects had often joined forces to snatch things from the senior brothers of the Zixiao Sword Sect. It was heard that some senior brothers had their own flying swords stolen, causing their realm to plummet and even their sword hearts to be almost broken.

Later, he paid a huge price to redeem his natal flying sword.

I was just giving her a taste of her own medicine, so why couldn't she stand it?

What's more, her artistic conception is useless to him. Even if he is not convinced, what can he do? The worst that can happen is to snatch it again.