To admit or not to admit mistakes?

Now is a choice that Han Xian is facing, a difficult choice.

Admits mistakes, where does he have face?

Don't admit mistakes?

Then the life of this saint will be gone. In this way, he Han Xian will have a reputation of not being saved. Although there are battles in several veins of the soldiers, at this time, the soldiers must be unanimous with the outside world, because Yang Ye represents Taoism!

Therefore, for Han Xian, Yang Ye gave him this choice, which was deliberately manipulating him!

In the distance, Yang Ye grinned, the sword in his hand gently pressed forward, and in an instant, a drop of blood appeared between the eyebrows of the old man, and the blood bead slowly fell.

Yang Ye smiled: "Han Xian, is this difficult for you to make a decision? Or do you think I dare not kill him?"

Han Xian looked at Yang Ye deadly, "You really surprised us all." I ......"

"I'm not interested in talking nonsense to you!"

At this moment, Yang Ye suddenly shouted angrily: "Three breaths, if Lao Tzu can't see you admit your mistake within three breaths, I will cut off the head of this saint." One, two, three......"

As soon as the voice fell, Yang Ye's hand was about to move, and at this moment, Han Xian, who was not far away, suddenly said: "Yang Ye, it's my Han Xian......"

Laugh at!

And at this moment, Yang Ye's sword had already slashed, and the old man's head flew out directly.

Seeing this scene, the faces of everyone in the audience instantly turned hideous, and Han Xian's face was as ugly as eating dung!

After slashing the saint's head with a sword, Yang Ye looked up at the sky, "In my life, Yang Ye, there are really too many enemies. There are not many of your soldiers, and there are many of you soldiers. If you are not satisfied, come to the Taoist family to find me at any time, anyone to challenge, anytime, anywhere, I will take it. However, we do not distinguish between victory and defeat, only life and death. ”

As he spoke, the sword in his hand suddenly pointed at Han Xian in the distance, "Old Dog Han, are you satisfied now?"

After speaking, Yang Ye turned around and left.

Between him and the soldiers, because of the heavy night, he is actually not hostile to the soldiers. It's a pity that he is not facing Chongye, but this Han Xian, Han Xian who has had a holiday with him. And so, it turned out like this.

In this way, Yang Ye disappeared from everyone's sight step by step.

Just when Yang Ye disappeared, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared in the field, the middle-aged man glanced at everyone, and then said with a smile: "My little junior brother is too young and doesn't know how to behave, if there is anything offended, I hope you don't care." ”

"Dao Ling!"

Han Xian suddenly chuckled, "It's amazing, congratulations on your Taoist harvest of a genius." ”

The man named Dao Ling smiled, and then said: "Where, it is said that he used to seem to be the master of the killing lineage, hey, thank you for the success of the soldiers, drive him away, otherwise, if this guy goes to visit my Taoist family on behalf of the soldiers, my Taoist family will have a headache." Fortunately, you drove him away and fulfilled my Taoism, here, on behalf of Taoism, I thank you, haha......"

With that, it turned around and disappeared into the sky.

On the spot, the faces of the soldiers were extremely ugly.

Yang Ye did not leave the military world directly, he naturally will not leave the military world now, now he is injured all over his body, if he leaves the military world, if there is one

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