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The genius of the Sword Sect, but Er'er.

When Hanchen said this for the first time, Leng Ao lost face in front of everyone. Just one day later, Han Chen said the same thing again, Leng Ao was already in a different place, and he died on the spot.

There were still faint energy fluctuations left in the air, and it only took three rounds for the genius of the Sword Sect to be arrogant, and he became Han Chen's subordinate soul.

If this scene was seen by the geniuses of those major sects, how would they feel?

With one move, 'Holy Tower Town Heaven and Earth', a huge sinkhole was sunk into the ground for thousands of kilometers. In the center of the sinkhole, Leng Ao's broken corpse was unusually dazzling.

Hanchen's eyelids lifted slightly, and a hint of contemplation flashed in his eyes. He muttered softly to himself, "The power of the Four Elephant Spirit Martial Pagoda alone is so strong. If it is fused with its ontology, I wonder how terrifying it will be?"

If you want to say the previous words, in Hanchen's eyes, Xuanyuan Peak is definitely a behemoth-like being.

But since Hanchen came to Tianluo Prefecture, Xuanyuan Peak has been like a small sect that does not enter the stream. However, the power of this 'Four Elephants Spirit Martial Pagoda' is so domineering.

Hanchen secretly thought that if he had the opportunity in the future, he would go back to Xuanyuan Peak to see if he could exchange the body of the Lingwu Pagoda from the Xuanfeng Zi Sect.

Of course, even if it's not for that. Hanchen is also going back, and in his heart, he has always been relieved of his sister Mingruo.

After thinking for a while, Han Chen glanced coldly at the corpse on the ground, and then his body moved, stepped into the air, and flew in the direction of Jingshui City.

......

Jingshui City, the main gate of the east of the city.

What appeared in front of everyone at this moment was an extremely shocking scene. I saw that the city tower was full of dense, thousands, bloody human heads.

The terrifying picture is like walking to the Shura Hell.

These heads are the heads of dead soldiers of the Northern Netherworld Empire, although this method is cruel, but it is nothing compared to the humiliation suffered by the dwarven race in the past hundred years.

After all, by the time their heads were cut off, the soldiers were already dead. No matter how good the dwarves are, they only insult their corpses.

But when the soldiers were alive, they treated the dwarves they were taken captive, and they were bullied to death.

It's just a-for-tat, an eye-for-an eye.

On a hillside outside the city, the rescued dwarves were immersed in cheers. Paso, Piga, Kan Yi and other dwarven leaders also brought healing medicine with them to treat the injured clansmen.

The genius disciples of the Sword Sect, the Xuanyuan Gate, the Puppet Sect, the Demon Puppet City, and the Yingge City all looked thoughtfully at the heads of the soldiers of the Northern Underworld Empire on the city tower.

The black pressure is oppressive, even if they can't help but be a little difficult to look at directly.

"It's really amazing, this is the strictest warning for the Northern Underworld Empire. ”

Yuan Yuan muttered to himself, a faint meaning between his eyebrows. I have to say that his evaluation of Hanchen is a few points higher.

"Why hasn't Hanchen come back yet!" Ye Xiaoke stood on tiptoe and looked at the sky with big eyes flickering, his red lips pursed lightly, and his small mouth moved slightly, which was very cute.

"Huh. Feng Yi of Yingge City suddenly chuckled, her beautiful eyes flowed, and she smiled slightly, "Little sister, your love brother, it is estimated that he will not be able to come back." ”

What the?

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked.

Ye Xiaoke couldn't help blushing, and hurriedly defended, "He's not my brother." Immediately, he frowned again, and looked at the other party puzzled, "Why do you say that he can't come back?"

Feng Yi's thin eyebrows were lightly raised, and her autumn-like eyes contained a touch of deep meaning, "Aren't you all present, except for that cold day, there is one less person?"

One less person?

Feng Yi's words woke up the dreamer with a word. Everyone's eyes suddenly swept back and forth, and soon the original Sword Sect team of four people appeared, and now there were three people left.

Leng Ao is gone.

The previous battle in Jingshui City was really too tragic. For the time being, everyone was still immersed in the scene of killing the enemy. So that no one has yet felt that there is one person missing. Now after Feng Yi's reminder, everyone suddenly woke up like a dream.

"Where did Leng Ao go?" Ye Xiaoke asked, pointing at Jian Ling.

Jian Ling's face was very calm, without the slightest change, and replied disapprerovingly, "I don't know about this, I'm the same as you, and I haven't seen him disappear." ”

"Nonsense, you guys are in the same group, how can you not know. Did you let him kill Hanchen?" Ye Xiaoke was anxious, his little face was swollen and red, and he asked the other party angrily.

"Hmph, joke. The silver bottle standing behind Jian Ling teased disdainfully, and said, "Don't spew blood here, we don't know when Leng Ao disappeared." ”

Paso, Piga, and a few other dwarven leaders also followed.

"Friends of the Sword Sect, before you left, you and our patriarch made an agreement. If something happens to Hanchen, please forgive us for not being able to provide the Wood Spirit. ”

Paso said with a tough attitude, Hanchen's kindness to him, and even to the entire dwarf clan, is comparable to that of Yongquan Mountain. They would never allow Hanchen to have an accident in the polar prairie.

Xinghui and Yinhua's faces couldn't help but change, but Jian Ling was still calm, and said with a faint smile, "Friends of the dwarf clan, please put it down, I promise you in the name of the Sword Sect." My companion will definitely not be bad for Hanchen. Leng Ao definitely didn't go looking for Hanchen, maybe he was still looking for other dwarven compatriots in Jingshui City who had missed out. ”

"Hey, he's so kind?" Du Chang of the Puppet Sect sneered.

"Of course. ”

What Jian Ling said was the same as the truth, and it sounded like something like that. But among the genius disciples of the Great Gate Sect here, everyone knew that he was talking nonsense, but even if it was a three-year-old child, they would not believe that Hanchen had nothing to do with Leng Ao not coming back for so long.

Regarding everyone's suspicions, Jian Ling did not have the slightest doubt. When Leng Ao comes back, he only needs to make up a lie casually, and the "death" placed in Hanchen will be directly pushed to the soldiers of the Northern Underworld Empire.

Jian Ling didn't believe that there were nearly 20,000 soldiers of the Northern Netherworld Empire, and they still couldn't find a person who could cultivate to pose a threat to Hanchen. Anyway, Leng Ao killed Han Chen, there was no physical evidence, so he only had to resolutely clear that this matter had nothing to do with him, and he would not admit it. And the crowd did not help him.

Paso was a dwarf with a relatively resolute personality, and he was not afraid of Jian Ling's powerful cultivation at all, and replied resolutely, "Friend of the Sword Sect, I hope what you said is true. If something really happened to Hanchen, we dwarves would never let it go. ”

"Huh. Jian Ling smiled indifferently and didn't say anything.

Everyone began to fall into anxious waiting, but the only ones who were really worried about Hanchen were Ye Xiaoke and the dwarfs. As for the others, they just want to verify a result.

Xinghui, the silver bottle, the two people of the Sword Sect who hate Hanchen to the core, have long been secretly happy in their hearts.

In the eyes of their master and apprentice, Han Chen was afraid that he had already died in Leng Ao's hands. The only regret is that I couldn't watch him die in front of me.

Demon Puppet City, although the genius disciple of the Puppet Sect has no friendship with Hanchen. However, in line with their disgust with the Sword Sect, they still hoped that Hanchen could come back safely. However, this possibility is almost zero, after all, with Leng Ao's strength, it is not difficult to kill Hanchen.

"I'm really anxious, why hasn't Hanchen's friend come back yet. Pijia walked back and forth on the hillside, frowning and anxious.

"Uncle Bigat, when we were rescued from the ship by Hanchen's friend, he was fighting one of the enemy's strong men. A young dwarf spoke.

"What is the strength of that man?" asked Picah.

"Very strong, with the sixfold strength of the Heavenly Realm. ”

......

As soon as these words came out, Jian Ling and the others were immediately happy, this is undoubtedly a statement prepared for Leng Ao, and Leng Ao can directly rely on the strong man of the enemy army for Hanchen's death.

Jian Ling smiled secretly, "God really helps me." ”

"No, I'm going to find Hanchen. ”

Ye Xiaoke couldn't stand still, recalling the words he said to Hanchen last night, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart. said that she, the senior sister, wanted to protect him, but now she can't even see a human figure.

"Miss Ye, I'll go with you. It was Paso the Dwarf who spoke.

Just as Ye Xiaoke was about to fly away, Yuan Yuan of Xuanyuan Sect said lightly, "No need, there is a person back." ”

What the?

Everyone's hearts suddenly hung in their throats, and a pair of eyes swept towards the sky.

Who is the person who came back?

Needless to say, the answer in the hearts of the vast majority of discerning people is cold arrogance.

"Whew!"

A streamer of light came from far and near from the sky, across the sky, like a meteor. Ye Xiaoke's eyes widened, and her two little pink fists were tightly clenched, and even she didn't know why she was so worried.

The person came closer and closer, and soon the appearance of the other party was in everyone's sight.

It was a slender and handsome young man, with bright eyes as bright as stars.

"Hanchen, wow, it's Hanchen......" Ye Xiaoke clapped his little hands happily, and his big beautiful eyes were full of bright light.

"Boom!"

The entire hillside erupted in excited cheers, and the dwarves such as Picasa and Paso immediately turned their worries into joy. All of them had happy smiles on their faces.

It's Hanchen who came back?

Jian Ling, Xinghui, and Silver Bottle were immediately stunned, and the faint smile immediately turned into a thick incredulity. How is it possible? Han Chen is not dead? What about Leng Ao? Where did he go?

One question after another came to Jian Ling's mind, and things seemed to have changed unexpectedly—the end of the chapter—>

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