"Elder Ge, are you alright?"

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"It's okay, old man, I'm fine." Ge Lao touched the blood on the corner of his mouth and slowly stood up from the ground.

Then he sighed deeply: "Door Master, it's me who is incompetent, I was actually blocked by life, I lost the face of our Jianyuan Gate, and I was laughed at by the cultivators of the world, I am really ashamed of my trust in you." ”

Yang Han chuckled lightly and shook his head disapprenorantly: "Elder Ge, it's not your fault, don't worry, I will get back the lost face one by one." ”

Then Yang Han turned around, looked at the three people on the left and the cultivators who were watching the excitement around, the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a smile of serenity: "All those who offend my Sword Yuan Sect will be killed." ”

"All those who offend my Sword Yuan Gate will be killed!" Many disciples in the big array roared together, their expressions were excited, shaking the heavens, and they looked at Yang Han in the field, their eyes were blazing.

That's right, in the past three days, all the disciples have been holding back a fire in their hearts, the other party has deceived people too much, but their strength is not enough, they can only hide in the big array like a turtle with a shrunken head.

At this moment, Yang Han's return completely ignited the emotions of all the disciples, and everyone had unconsciously regarded Yang Han as the pillar of the sect and the soul belief of everyone.

It was Yang Han who brought the Jianyuan Sect back to glory, it was Yang Han who made all the disciples cultivate to a higher level, and it was Yang Han who made them regain their former sect belonging and glory.

"You are the head of the Sword Yuan Sect, Yang Han?" Zuo Luo stood not far away and said lightly.

"It's me, what? You want to kill me? Still want to turn my sect upside down? Yang Han put his hands behind his back and his face was expressionless.

"Hmph, when you killed Li Xiaoyun, you should have expected this ending, the nine-tailed demon fox clan is very short-sighted, so it's no wonder that we are." The momentum of the left fall is getting stronger and stronger.

"Oh? Who told you that I killed Li Xiaoyun? Yang Han's eyes became colder and colder.

"Yang Han, don't quibble, besides you, who else can kill Li Xiaoyun? The endless powerhouses who entered the Black Wind Mountain Range at the beginning all died at your hands. ”

At this time, among the many cultivators around, some people shouted loudly.

"That's right, Li Xiaoyun was killed by you, this is an ironclad fact." Someone else spoke in the dark.

"It seems that the people of Baojian Mountain and the three major families are still not giving up, and they want to use the hands of the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox Clan to get rid of me." Yang Han sighed in his heart, at the beginning, Li Xiaoyun was sacrificed by the Lin family's Qiansha Elder and summoned the extraterritorial Heavenly Demon, this time it was obvious that he was planting a blame.

However, Yang Han will not open his mouth to refute, because it is useless to argue with his mouth in this world, and if he wants to return his innocence, the most important thing is to rely on the sword in his hand.

"Are you ready to die?" Zuo Luo saw that Yang Han was silent, and walked towards him step by step, his momentum was flying, and he became more and more aggressive.

"You make a move, it's too late, I'm afraid you won't have a chance."

Yang Han was still carrying his hands behind his back, his breath was restrained, and his body stood up to the sky.

"You're so crazy that you really think you can sweep the younger generation?" A trace of lightning began to flow from Zuo Luo's body, which was extremely powerful.

"I don't dare to say that it sweeps all the younger generations, but it is more than enough to crush you." The corners of Yang Han's mouth showed a hint of banter, and he went toe-to-toe with Zuo Luo.

The cultivators who were watching around saw the two of them fighting each other with great excitement, and they were all looking forward to this dragon fight.

"I think, this will be a close battle, Zuo Luo's strength is obvious to all, even the elder of the pavilion, who has been famous for a long time, was defeated in his hands, and it can penetrate the killing light of the mountain protection array, which is extremely powerful, as for Yang Han, with that battle of the Black Wind Mountain Range, he is also famous."

"Is it too overestimating Yang Han? In the battle of the Black Wind Mountain Range, he just used the Great Emperor's Killing Array and the Great Wilderness War Halberd, if the strength of the wheel itself, he may not be able to be stronger than Zuo Luo, you must know that Zuo Luo is the strongest war servant of the Little Demon God, will it be very difficult and difficult for him to win? ”

There were more and more discussions, and people also gathered more and more, and the depths of the woods were crowded with people, dense, and everywhere.

"What a madman, do you know that I didn't use my real strength in the fight just now?" Zuoluo's eyes are clear, very scary.

"What? In the battle with Ge Lao just now, he hadn't used his real strength yet? Many cultivators were shocked when they heard this.

"Really? You can give it a try and let me see how strong you really are? Yang Han just flashed a trace of surprise in his eyes, and he quickly regained his composure.

"It's okay, let you see how high the sky is and how thick the ground is, I think you should be content to die." After speaking, Zuo Luo's big hand touched the storage bag, and a silver battle suit appeared, and then quickly put it on, and at the same time, a terrible war spear appeared in his hand.

In an instant, the battle aura rushed into the sky, dazzling, and the momentum on Zuo Luo's body completely changed, as if he had been reborn, he was holding a huge war spear in one hand at the moment, this was a spiritual soldier, pointing at Yang Han from afar, with a set of silver battle clothes on his body, the metallic luster was pervasive, and there were wisps of Ruixia falling.

I have to say that Zuo Luo at this moment is really handsome and extraordinary, with black hair scattered, a fair complexion like jade, sword eyebrows upside down, and brilliant star eyes, which can be called plump like jade.

The white-robed hunting behind the battle suit, Ruixia gushing, seems to be integrated with the avenue of heaven and earth, sacred and powerful, like a silver god of war coming to the world!

At this moment, he is the strongest state, far from being comparable to before, such a young and strong man, heroic and intimidating, holding a huge war spear, majestic, making many cultivators sigh.

"Wearing this extraordinary battle suit, he is really heroic, but it's a pity that as a human race, and so amazing, he has become a war servant of the little demon god."

"Yes, with the blessing of this extraordinary battle suit, it is really hard to say who will live and who will die in the battle with Yang Han."

Many people were whispering, but there were also some cultivators who noticed that Yang Han was too calm, standing there, looking down at the front, his eyes were deep, as if he was detached from above.

"Show your sword, or I'm afraid you won't have a chance."

Zuo Luo said, his voice echoing through the mountains like thunder.

"Good spirit, with the wind of ancient heroes!" Some people admired that this conceit, as well as his flying look, made him seem very powerful.

"You deserve me to show my sword too?" Yang Han was still very calm.

"Come on!" Zuo Luo's eyebrows rose upside down when he heard this, and he shouted, holding a huge war halberd, turning into a white light and rushing forward.

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead."

The corners of Yang Han's mouth flickered, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and then he directly raised the fist in his hand and blasted towards the huge war spear.

"Bare hands against spirit soldiers? Yang Han is crazy, he is crazy. Countless cultivators at the scene were stunned.