Chapter 942: Village (3)

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It's just that no matter how they escape, they are not Zhang Haoran's opponent now, and ordinary first-level disciples can only die against him, not to mention the fifth-level disciples of the Killing Realm in front of them.

"Sky Prison!" I didn't see Zhang Haoran move, just one hand, and in an instant, the dust swept away, and the surroundings of hundreds of meters were all spread out and closed in a net. For a while, it was as hard as a prison, and it opened up and pulled violently. The disciples of the Iron Sect who were originally running in all directions were intercepted, and then they all felt a suction force sucking them all over.

"Ahh

"What the hell is this!"

......

The hundred Iron Sect disciples were confused in front of them, and they tried their best to resist with both hands, but they couldn't do anything about it. In the end, they were all suctioned, and they struggled to get back to the same place.

The firewood of everyone fell to the ground, and they all made a scream of stumbling or sitting on the ground, and hundreds of people formed a group, stacked like a mountain of dead corpses.

"Damn it!"

"Run again!"

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The hundreds of Iron Sect disciples were fierce, and their bodies soared into the sky, soaring into the sky to escape the control of the terrifying young man in front of them. It's just that when these disciples who reacted quickly rushed to the sky, they encountered a wave of resistance. When they looked up, they saw a huge palm floating like a cloud, covering the ground with one palm, directly suppressing them, and even a powerful force ejected their power and suppressed them all to the ground.

Plop! plop......

The flesh smashed to the ground, screaming again and again.

Smashing the ground is not simply landing, but smashing the ground with a physical body under the strong pressure on the palm of the hand that they can't even use half of their strength, and the mortal body smashes to the ground from a high altitude, and the buttocks and body are painful. The pain is unbearable, and the pain is unbearable. Covered in cold sweat, bared teeth and clenched. Even many disciples had painful facial features distorted, and sweat on their foreheads was as big as beans, falling in a stream.

This made them angry and ashamed, but none of them dared to resist.

The people in front of them are much stronger than them, and they can't resist half a point at all.

"Ouch......"

"Damn, you're holding me in the ass!"

"Bastard, do you even dare to say it? Do you believe that I slapped you to death?"

......

The disciples of the Iron Sect were embarrassed, stacking arhats and blaming each other.

"Hey!" Zhang Haoran stood in front of him and spoke. One person stands open, one husband is closed, and ten thousand people are not open, like a hero descending into the world.

The disciples of the Iron Sect looked at it in horror, and then they were all terrified. In the end, there were several disciples of the Iron Sect with long rat heads and rat brains looking at each other, with a smile on their faces, servile faces, and sycophants.

"Senior brother, senior brother. What has nothing to do with us in this matter is that they insist on killing Senior Sister, and a few of us have stopped it, but Senior Brother, you also know. Even those of us don't work at all. In the end, in the end, these hateful bastards actually did something to Youen and our senior sister. We're furious!"

An Iron Sect disciple stepped forward with a sad and angry face, and his right hand angrily pointed at the stunned many fellow disciples behind him.

"Bastard, Zhou Dan, what the hell do you mean! Who said in front of me before that he wanted to kill the person in front of him to get resources so that he could improve his cultivation?"

"Damn, Zhou Dan! You're dead!"

The words of this Iron Sect disciple suddenly made the eyes of many Iron Sect disciples who had reacted behind him tremble, and the three corpses jumped violently and were filled with righteous indignation.

"Aren't you? You brutes, animal-like things. Now he actually framed me when he saw me tell the truth!" Zhou Dan frowned and said indignantly. Heng Mei coldly pointed at Qianfu, bowing his head and being willing to be a son of a cow.

"You despicable villains, Senior Brother Zhou Dan is right, you are despicable villains. Several Iron Sect disciples who were with Zhou Dan glanced at each other, changed their angry expressions, and stood beside Zhou Dan and scolded those Iron Sect disciples. The scene was chaotic.

Zhang Haoran looked at the disciples of the Iron Sect in front of him and sneered at each other, but did not say anything.

In his eyes, he has seen a lot of this kind of scene, and it is indispensable to come to this set when he is in the city. So even if Zhou Dan reacted very quickly, in Zhang Haoran's eyes, it didn't mean anything.

Originally, Zhang Haoran wanted to slap them to death with one palm, so as not to listen to the ears. But when he sensed that a wave of demon soldiers and demons outside were coming towards him, Zhang Haoran put Ping outstretched out his hand on his back, stood with his hands in his hands, and looked into the distance.

There are a total of tens of thousands of demon soldiers and demons coming this way, although I don't know what these demon soldiers are doing here. However, there are hundreds of Iron Sect disciples in front of him, so let them play.

"Zhou Dan, you guys are dead!"

"You're just dead! Don't you see that Senior Brother is so strong? Killing you is like cutting grass mustard, cutting a large piece!"

......

Koizumi Xiaomin looked at these Iron Sect disciples in front of him, and then showed an expression of disgust.

"Alright. Shut up!" Zhang Haoran spoke, and the quarrel stopped in an instant. Everyone looked at Zhang Haoran one after another, their eyes flickering.

No one understands what it feels like to be pinched by someone's life, it's like a fishbone stuck in the throat, you can't swallow it, and if you don't swallow it, you always feel worse than death.

"I am very generous and give you two paths. One is death, I do it myself. The second is to turn backwards and walk a thousand steps. If anyone dares to run away halfway, I will kill them as well. Zhang Haoran meant something. The demon soldiers and demon generals will arrive soon.

The disciple of the Iron Sect stopped and looked at Zhang Haoran with a blank eye.

Zhou Dan was the first to react, and said to the fellow disciple in front of him with a high spirit: "Senior brother, I am ready to give you two choices, don't you thank Senior Brother?" Zhou Dan looked like he was still pretending to be serious, as if he was extremely familiar and friendly with Zhang Haoran.

This made many Iron Sect disciples look at Zhou Dan and grit their teeth!

The disciples of the Iron Sect hated it, but they were even more afraid of Zhang Haoran in their hearts. Although they don't agree that the person in front of them will let them go, so kind. But isn't this a glimmer of life? It's better than being killed by the person in front of you.

Everyone's thoughts and expressions were uncertain.

"Senior Brother Zhang, they ......" Xiaoquan Xiaomin thought that Zhang Haoran really let go of these hateful people, and spoke out immediately. However, their words were stopped by Zhang Haoran, and the two watched Zhang Haoran smile at themselves and closed their mouths.

They didn't understand it either, including the other disciples of the Emperor Sect, but now that things were like this, it was inconvenient for them to say something.

"Let's go!" the Iron Sect disciple thought for a moment, and finally made a decision, got up and left.

"It's long overdue!" Zhou Dan and the others coaxed, and the owl was tongue-tricked.

"Zhou Dan, you wait for me!" Now the disciples of the Iron Sect hate Zhou Dan and the others to the core. When leaving, I didn't forget to turn around and curse, and then left.

"Cut!" Zhou Dan and the others laughed unscrupulously.

"It's the same with you. Zhang Haoran's words made Zhou Dan's expressions stiffen suddenly, and they looked back at Zhang Haoran in horror, and finally wanted to take the honey belly sword, two sides and three knives. But after meeting Zhang Haoran's eyes, they didn't even dare to let go of their farts, so they slowly stepped forward and walked towards their senior brothers.

Nervous as going to the execution ground, he looked at the fellow door in front of him in fear and smiled: "Senior brothers and brothers, ...... your own people"

Zhou Dan smiled, but it was useless to laugh now. But when he saw that those who had long wanted to drink their blood and eat their flesh rushed up, pressed them to the ground and beat them, and the screams began, which made the forest resound in a terrible way.

"Haha......" Koizumi Xiaomin and the others clapped their hands directly when they saw it, and their hearts were extremely happy. They just want to see these people like that, to see their anger and pain.

Zhang Haoran looked at the Tiezong disciples who were tied up in front of him, and only after listening to Xiaoquan Xiaomin's laughter did he feel a little better. Sometimes killing a person is not as good as torturing the other person, and ghosts are more relieving.

"Aren't you leaving?" Sensing that the demon soldiers and demon generals were about to arrive, Zhang Haoran said coldly to the mass in front of him, or tied or pinched, and it was even more covered in blood The disciple of the Iron Sect.

The disciples of the Iron Sect stopped, spat out their saliva indignantly, and left. On the ground, Zhou Dan and a few people naturally ...... It's miserable, there is less gas in and more gas out.

Zhang Haoran didn't pay attention to it, everything was waiting for them to fend for themselves. No matter how good the heart is, it also depends on who and what is the matter.

"Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Sister Xia Ling, she ......" Xiaoquan Xiaomin didn't forget Xia Ling after being happy, at this time the people of the Iron Sect left, they didn't understand in their hearts, but they also knew that Zhang Haoran in front of them would not let them go.

From the previous Zhang Haoran as soon as they made a move, they were shocked, once upon a time, Zhang Haoran's strength actually became so strong, and he grew too fast!

"It's going to be fine. Zhang Haoran frowned, looked at Xia Ling and said to Xiaoquan Xiaomin.

The life of a monk is hundreds or thousands of times stronger than that of ordinary people, and although Xia Ling is seriously injured in front of him, he has enough elixir......

Thinking of this, Zhang Haoran became worried again. Pills are particularly important......

"It's a demon soldier, what's the matter, withdraw!"

"Do you want to die? It's better to kill demon soldiers than to face that demon-like person!"

"Bastard, both are dead!

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Hundreds of Iron Sect disciples had also sensed the aura of the demon soldiers and demon generals, and they were all in a panic at the moment. But even if there was chaos, they did not dare to go back, or even flee.

In the end, after a moment of confusion, everyone decided to continue to move forward.

"Senior Brother Zhang, you ......" Xiaoquan Xiaomin and the others also noticed Tiezong's panic and heard their words. Suddenly, everyone looked at Zhang Haoran excitedly.

Originally, when they let them go, they were a little reluctant and disappointed in their hearts, but in view of Zhang Haoran's identity and cultivation, they endured it. But after all, it is not vomiting or unhappy. Now that they saw this, they realized that they had misunderstood Zhang Haoran, and Zhang Haoran's mystery and strength convinced them more and more.

In the strategizing, every step and every step is full of wisdom, which makes all of them shine brightly, and they are loyal to Zhang Haoran, and they are dead.

"They don't deserve my killing. Zhang Haoran smiled faintly and turned to look behind him. They should also be right, but this is not the point, what Zhang Haoran wants to know more is how the strength of these demon soldiers and demons compares to his own ghost soldiers......

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