As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt in the sky, and it exploded in Han Delun's ears.

Han Delun's eyes were glazed, his whole body trembled, and in his brain, this sentence was constantly repeated.

The core disciples of the seventh vein of the Han family behind Han Delun also jumped up.

Everyone knows that Han Beixing was cut into a stick, which was done by a monk named Han Qing.

But what he didn't expect was that this son actually made the master of the Medical Dao Pavilion surrender, and sent a coffin as a congratulatory gift at Han Delun's 80th birthday banquet, which was simply heartbreaking.

The monks of all factions who came to congratulate each other had strange faces.

Some people have heard of Han Qing's name, but some people are at a loss.

And when Han Beixing heard Han Qing's name, his face instantly distorted, and his eyes revealed deep hatred and fear.

"Kill him, kill him." Han Beixing screamed.

On the side, Nangong Fei'er, who was imprisoned and unable to move, suddenly brightened in his originally gloomy and desperate eyes, and Ji'er showed ecstasy.

It's Brother Qing, did he hear the call of her heart?

Every time she encountered a fatal crisis, Han Qing descended like a heavenly immortal descending to earth and pulled her out of the abyss of despair.

Nangong Fei'er's heart was beating violently.

Her heart was sweet and astringent, and despite the tears, she wanted to laugh.

At this time, Han Delun came back to his senses, exuding a cold and violent atmosphere, and as soon as he waved his hand, someone immediately came to the stage and took Han Beixing and Nangong Fei'er down.

"Heaven has a way that you don't take, and hell has no door for you to break into, no matter what you come from, today you will have no return." Handrun thought with a hideous expression.

Immediately, he ordered loudly, "All the disciples of the seventh vein of the Han family have listened well, closed the door and set up a formation, and prepared to meet the enemy."

In an instant, hundreds of disciples of the seventh vein of the Han family took out their magic weapons one by one, closed the door, and then laid out a large array behind them.

Wu Wanren and Tian Zhengxin quietly retreated to the side.

This is obviously the young master's personal grudge, and they sent the "congratulatory gift", the task was completed, and the young master solved it himself.

The rest of the guests also retreated far away, preparing to watch the battle with different expressions.

A minute later, there were suddenly several screams from the disciples outside.

Immediately afterwards, the bronze gate of the mansion was suddenly bombarded by an extremely terrifying force, directly separated from the wall, and flew in.

The bronze gate was in mid-air, and with a sudden bang, it shattered into countless pieces and shot out in all directions.

Those disciples of the seventh vein of the Han family who were waiting inside, many of them were suddenly hit by the fragments of this bronze gate, and their blood was flying straight down, and they screamed again and again.

A huge gap appeared at the gate, and smoke billowed from it.

At this time, from the smoke and dust, Han Qing's tall figure was walking in step by step.

When everyone could see Han Qing's face clearly, he said in a cold voice: "This Han Qing, I heard that Han Laogou, the seventh vein master of the Han family, is eighty years old, and specially sent a coffin here, wishing him a blind death."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Han Qing in shock.

This young man is really arrogant.

"What a big dog guts, you are also surnamed Han, do you know that the surname Han in the world is from my Han family, and in front of the ancestors and ancestors, dare to be arrogant?"

"Destroy your god today."

"Kill him!"

The monks of the seventh vein of the Han family all shouted angrily.

Han Qing looked proud, with his hands behind his back, his eyes widened, and he sneered: "The surname Han in the world is from your Han family? It's ridiculous, I advise you to kneel down immediately, or you will go to hell with this old dog Handlun."

"You look for death, everyone obeys the order, and dismembered him into ten thousand pieces." Handlun roared.

"Kill!" Immediately, hundreds of disciples of the seventh vein of the Han family roared in unison, and they were angry.

In an instant, the sword was full of light, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the anger was surging.

This front yard is like the end of the world in an instant.

Those guests were all far away, no one intervened, they were not stupid, it was too risky to meddle at this time.

Even if you want to intervene, you have to come out after the dust settles and then come out to add icing on the cake.

After all, Han Qing dared to carry the coffin alone to provoke, and he could make the master of the Medical Dao Pavilion call the young master, he definitely did not come to send him to death.

Although, Han Qing is against hundreds, looking like an egg hitting a stone.

At this moment, countless attacks had already enveloped Han Qing's head.

Han Qing's eyes were cold, with a strong murderous intent.

In an instant, he moved, and instantly swung out countless blades of spiritual light.

There were heads flying out of their necks, and there were also bodies pierced by the blade.

In just a few moments, the corpses that had fallen to the ground all around, or corpse pieces, were extremely bloody and miserable.

Han Qing's body was bloody, like a killing god descending into the world, and when he looked at it, he felt that the blood in his body was going to freeze.

At this moment, an old man of the Han family shouted in a trembling voice: "You devil, you are a demon who has been killed heavily, everyone will punish him, fellow Daoists, please help us, our Han family still has more than a dozen masters of the veins coming, and when the time comes, this demon will be punished, and he will not be stingy......

"Look for death!" Han Qing snorted coldly, and the spiritual power blades crossed into a net of heaven and earth, piercing through the old man's body in an instant.

In an instant, the old man's body shattered into dozens of pieces and scattered to the ground.

"Today, this seat is to let the seventh vein of the Han family be destroyed, whoever dares to stop me will be killed!" Han Qing's voice seemed to come from hell, with a thick dead air.

This also made some of the other monks who were ready to join forces in exchange for benefits dispel this idea.

This is the Han family, no matter what, the rest of the Han family's more than a dozen veins have not appeared, why should they wade into this troubled water.

Moreover, the strength displayed by Han Qing and the terrifying evil aura really made them too jealous.

Han Delun's face was cloudy, at this time, the rest of the Han family's dozen veins, as well as the Elders' Council, and even the old lady should also know.

However, there was no movement.

Don't they know that allowing Han Qing to kill their Han family's seventh vein is actually slapping the entire Han family in the face?

But at this time, he couldn't think about it anymore.

At this time, Han Delun stepped out and raised a jade plaque in his hand.

Suddenly, a sign on the jade plate suddenly shot out a ray of light.

"The Han clan guards are dead, listen to the order, and come out to kill the enemy." Han Delun screamed.

In an instant, among the surrounding shadows, eighteen figures appeared in an instant.

As soon as these eighteen figures appeared, they immediately made everyone's hearts palpitate.

From head to toe, they were covered in pitch-black heavy armor, holding huge heavy swords in both hands, and there was no life on their bodies, but an extremely rich death aura.

"Kill this son." Han Delun pointed at Han Qing and said sharply.

"Huh"

The swords in the hands of the eighteen dead guards were lifted from the bottom to the top, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Han Qing.

In an instant, there was a net of condensed dead air, which completely locked Han Qing.