After killing Chen Yunsheng, Xiao Han searched for a spirit ring from him, put it away without looking closely, and then put his spirit sword into the Qiankun bag. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He glanced at Chen Yunsheng's corpse, turned around and walked back, and put away the spirit rings, spirit weapons, and their bodies of the four black-clothed warriors.

The sword moves in the bodies of these four martial artists more or less retain the characteristics of his previous martial arts, so in order to prevent others from following the trail to find his head, it is impossible for the corpses of these four people to remain.

And Chen Yunsheng's body did not leave any traces related to him, so there was no need for him to destroy the corpse, and his corpse had other uses.

He hung Chen Yunsheng's body on a conspicuous tree to prevent the snow from covering him.

This place is more than a hundred miles away from Panshi Town, if nothing else, the city lord of Fengyun City should not drag the storm to Panshi Town.

In this way, after Yang Xiong, who unified Panshi Town, joined the Liuyun Sect, Panshi Town would be the power of the Liuyun Sect, even if the city lord of Fengyun City was unwilling, he would not be able to change this fact.

After disposing of Chen Yunsheng's corpse, Xiao Han glanced at the cold knife and left in a hurry.

About half an hour later, the cold knife that had fallen in the snow groaned and slowly got up from the ground.

He was quite surprised that he was not dead, originally he thought that Xiao Han would kill him, but now it seems that the other party is still merciful.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Chen Yunsheng, whose hands and feet were separated and hung on a tree.

He took a few steps back, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha......!!!"

His laughter was full of desolation, helplessness, resentment, relief...... And so on, a lot of complex and indescribable feelings, which make people sad and sad when they listen to it.

Leng Handao laughed wildly, staggered into the distance, and disappeared into a snowstorm.

......

After nearly four hours of running, Xiao Hanfang rushed back to Panshi Town.

On the way, he was delayed by incinerating all the bodies of the four black-clothed warriors.

It was dark and it was nightfall.

After Xiao Han failed to find the surviving human slave in Panshi Town, he first disposed of the body of the dead human slave before returning to the Yang Mansion.

When Fang entered Yang's mansion, he saw Xiao Tian standing in front of the hall, his eyes were distracted, and there were tears flashing in his eyes, and Yang Xiong was also slightly anxious.

When the two saw him come back, they immediately showed joy, and Xiao Tian even rushed over and hugged him, whimpering and sobbing.

Xiao Han sighed in his heart, a child is a child, and it is really easy to be frightened.

However, his heart was filled with warmth because of this, and it was very comfortable.

He touched Xiao Tian's head and said softly, "I'm worried about you!"

Xiao Tian didn't know what to say, he just felt happy with Xiao Han and didn't want to leave him.

Yang Xiong knew that he would not disappear for so long for no reason, so he asked tentatively, "Did Xiao Gongzi encounter something?"

"Yang family master, you don't have to think nonsense, Xiao just went to Panshi Mountain and observed the garrison of Fengyun City, and in less than five days, they will all evacuate!"

When Yang Xiong heard this, his face showed a look of surprise, if the garrison of Fengyun City really withdrew, it would undoubtedly be great news for him, not only would the dominance of Panshi Mountain return to his hands, but the "cooperation" with Liuyun Sect would also be very smooth.

Xiao Han didn't say much to him, so he took Xiao Tian back to the room to rest.

After another two days, the people from the Flowing Cloud Sect finally came.

Now that Xiao Han had a little right to speak in the Liuyun Sect, the major principals were almost convinced of his words, so when they saw what Xiao Han said in his letter, Panshi Town was hiding a vein of Yuanshi, and held an emergency meeting overnight.

After discussion, they finally decided that the deputy director of Tianyun Peak, that is, Mo Tianyun's junior disciple Ling Baichuan, would lead two elders from the peak stage of the True Yuan Realm, as well as twenty inner disciples from the middle and late stages of the True Yuan Realm, to come to Panshi Town to complete the handover agreement.

Xiao Han and Ling Baichuan only had a one-sided relationship twice, and they almost never talked, but because the identity relationship between the two was relatively close, there was not much restraint.

Xiao Han went out with Yang Xiong and others to greet each other!

"I've seen Uncle Ling!"

Ling Baichuan nodded and said, "Yes, you have made another miraculous achievement for the sect this time, and the sect will never treat you badly!"

"Then Xiao Han has thanked Uncle Shi first!" Xiao Han introduced: "This is the Yang family master I mentioned in my letter, and he is also the ruler of Panshi Town today. ”

Yang Xiong hurriedly stepped forward, bowed down and said, "Meet the Venerable Master!"

"Well, since the matter is important, let's avoid being polite and discuss the matter directly!" Ling Baichuan said lightly.

"Okay! Venerable Master, please!"

After Yang Xiong brought a few of them into the study, he repeated it according to what he had said before, and Ling Baichuan and the others had already agreed and decided to agree with what Yang Xiong said, nine to one, and a total of Yuan Stone veins.

Then a few people went down from the secret passage and checked the situation of the Yuanshi vein.

Ling Baichuan and the two elders were shocked when they saw the criss-crossing caves, and Xiao Han told them the cause and effect of the incident.

After hearing this, the three of them were also amazed, after all, the Spirit Devouring Beast was different from ordinary demon beasts, and it belonged to a rare Spirit Beast!

After taking a general tour of this yuanshi vein, Ling Baichuan judged that this was a small yuanshi vein, which could produce about 70 million pieces of low-grade yuanshi.

Strictly speaking, this figure is not a high yield compared to the normal Yuanshi veins, but for the Liuyun Sect, it is a huge wealth.

And Yang Xiong was already stunned when he heard that "70 million pieces of lower grade Yuan Stone can be produced".

Seventy million pieces of lower-grade yuan stones, through the calculation of nine to one division, he can get seven million lower-grade yuan stones.

He never thought that he could get so many Yuan Stones, let alone imagine the scene of so many Yuan Stones piled up in front of him, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed and fell into an obsessive fantasy.

Of course, Xiao Han could guess what he was thinking, but he didn't say anything, because he knew that although the Liuyun Sect had agreed to share one percent of his marble veins on the surface, it would definitely reduce his income through various reasons, after all, seven million lower-grade Yuan Stones was also a huge wealth, how could the Liuyun Sect really give it to Yang Xiong?

But this has nothing to do with him, because he has already won a nine-to-one sharing agreement for Yang Xiong, but to get all the money, he still needs to be "brave with his tongue".

After reading the specific situation of the Yuanshi vein, several people withdrew, completed the agreement, and Yang Xiong officially joined the Liuyun Sect.

At this point, the matter of the Yuanshi vein was successfully resolved, and he didn't want to stay here any longer, so he was ready to leave.

However, Xiao Tian couldn't go with him, after all, if he was with him, he would inevitably be in danger, so he asked Ling Baichuan to bring him back to Liuyun Sect.

Xiao Tian's strength was enough, it was naturally not difficult to enter the Liuyun Sect, and Ling Baichuan did not refuse, but Xiao Tian himself was a little reluctant, looking at Xiao Han's big eyes, tears flashing.

Helpless, he had to persuade hard, roughly meaning: Xiao Tian, I will be back soon, you play with Grandpa Ling first...... Yunyun.

finally persuaded Xiao Tian, he didn't dare to stay for even half a moment, so he rode away at a gallop.

When he came out of the Cloud Sect, he took on three blood list tasks, and now that Han Tong, the blood killing palm, has been ambushed, then only Yinchuan Sword Yun Qianfan and Tiger Overlord Sword Ten Thousand Kills are left.

The remaining two people have the strength of the late stage of the True Yuan Realm, and the one who is closer to him is the Yinchuan Sword Cloud Qianfan.

According to the information, Yun Qianfan lives in the Yinchuan Valley in the territory of Shanhe City, 250 miles away in the southeast, and Su Xi sails to travel a hundred miles of Yinchuan, but he can only have one person in this hundred miles of Yinchuan, and if anyone dares to enter the river, he will die.

Whether it is a heroic man in the rivers and lakes, a noble family, or a poor fisherman, anyone who sets foot on the Yin River will definitely die, so it is recorded in the information that he is a bloody criminal who kills people without distinguishing between right and wrong.

Pegasus two days later, Xiao Han rushed to Yinchuan.

Yinchuan is a small river as long as 100 miles, and its source is a waterfall 100 zhang high, known as "100 miles of Longting Tianboyong".

Looking at this vast river, the wind and snow are howling, and layers of waves are surging.

Xiao Han got off the horse, let the horse go free, cut down a few trees, made them into logs, and prepared to climb the river to find Yinchuan Jianyun Qianfan.

The wind and waves are blowing, the river is undulating, he is wearing a cloak, exercising vitality, and going against the grain.

After about half an hour, he had advanced nearly ten miles, when the sky changed suddenly, the clouds were thick, the wind was blowing, and the snowflakes fell even faster.

Suddenly, there was a desolate sound of the flute in the distance, whimpering, like spring flowers withering, autumn leaves withering, and like the sky and the moon lacking, and parting.

He followed the sound of the flute, but his eyes were caught in the vast wind and snow, and he wanted to see clearly, but he was sure that the sound of the flute was approaching him.

Xiao Han's eyebrows froze, he could feel that there was a bit of murderous intent revealed in this flute sound, and it was aimed at him.

The sound of the flute was getting closer, and in the distance, he saw a lonely boat, slowly approaching him.

In the middle of the boat stood a gray-haired man dressed in cloud brocade, with a slightly emaciated face, a green bamboo flute in his hand, and a bleak tune was playing.

As for the identity of this person, he has already guessed, and nine times out of ten it is the Yinchuan Sword Cloud Qianfan.

Before he could think about it, he suddenly felt a shaking of the wood under his feet, and when he looked down, he saw only a "sparkling" flash quickly, so fast that it was fleeting in the blink of an eye.

He raised his eyebrows, this speed was still three points better than him, and looking at his body shape, it seemed to be more than a zhang long, and his back was shining with gold, very much like a big fish.

If it is really a big fish, it must also be a demon beast, after all, it can be faster than his speed, it can't be a mortal fish.

It's just that the speed of that thing is too fast, and it disappears without a trace when it "brushes", and he doesn't see what it is.