Shui Wanxing's face was bloodless, and his face was pale.

He knew that Shizu had really made a killing move.

If so, he has no reason to live.

For a while, his heart was depressed, and he no longer had the heart to resist.

With a "plop", Shui Wanxing knelt in front of Han Qing.

His lips kept trembling, and he said with difficulty for a long time: "Shui Wanxing has made amends to Mr. Han, please don't be strange and forgive me for waiting."

Han Qing sneered, and his gaze was instantly cold.

"Bastard, call the master, from now on, you and the entire Shui family will be the master's people, you should look forward to the master's horse, understand?" Sword Spirit scolded.

Shui Wanxing trembled, the Shui family is an immortal family, and all the clansmen have always regarded it as glory.

Once Han Qing is recognized, all the glory and dignity will cease to exist.

From then on, the Shui family was no longer an immortal family that was high up and looked down on all beings, but just a dog by Han Qing's side.

But does he have a choice?

That's it, let's accept our fate.

"Shui Wanxing, meet the master." Shui Wanxing fell to the ground and said in a trembling voice.

At this time, the water and green mountains on the side seemed to be pierced by ten thousand swords, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person wilted.

Those abolished Shui family powerhouses were all colorless, their eyes glazed, and they couldn't believe that this was true.

"Don't howl, all kneel, and you will know later what a great honor it is to recognize the master, and you will all be stained with the light of the old man, and you will thank the old man in the future." Sword Spirit reprimanded.

Shui Wanxing sighed and said, "You all kneel down and meet your master, do you hear?"

Suddenly, Shui Qingshan and the others all accepted their fate and knelt down in front of Han Qing.

Han Qing waved his hand, and the sword spirit merged into the spirit sword.

"Just kneel." Han Qing's face was indifferent.

Immediately, he turned around and looked at Yun Chuchu and the group of Hanmen monks.

The evil intentions all over his body were also restrained.

Yun Chuchu burst into tears excitedly and looked at Han Qing, but instead of rushing to hug him, he pointed to Xu Zheng, who was not far away and helped Han Men resist the fatal blow at a critical moment.

Han Qing smiled and nodded, came to Xu Zheng, who was stunned by this scene, stretched out his hand to pull him up, and patted him on the shoulder again.

"I am Han Qing, the lord of the Han Gate, before, thank you for sacrificing your life to save me." Han Qing said gratefully.

All the disciples of the Han Sect showed their expressions.

Everyone knows that although Han Qing is usually quite gentle, he has a strong sense of distance.

He would only be so affectionate with people he truly recognized.

"Immortal Lord, my name is Xu Zheng, I am the Xu family of Yangui Mountain, my ancestor once received the favor of the Immortal Lord, and before he died, he hoped that I could join Hanmen and become a disciple of Hanmen." Xu Zheng said a little nervously.

Han Qing didn't have any impression of the Xu family.

So, he pointed at Xu Zheng's eyebrows and used the tracing technique.

With just a hint of divine thought, you can trace back to the source.

Soon, Han Qing saw one scene after another.

It turned out that when he first preached, there was an old man who hung his life with various drugs and had a deep obsession, and it was Han Qing who clicked a few words, so that the old man's obsession was dispersed and his thoughts were clear.

Han Qing looked at Xu Zheng and was very satisfied with him.

When many people broke off their relationship with Han Men and even fell into the ground, he was able to sacrifice his life to help, which made Han Qing look at it differently.

"From now on, you are a disciple of the Han Sect, enjoy the first-level resources, and your Xu family will also become a subordinate immortal cultivation family of the Han Sect." Han Qing said.

Many of the disciples of the Han Sect cast envious glances, and among them, there were not many people who enjoyed the first-level resources of the sect.

"Thank you, thank you." Xu Zheng knelt on the ground excitedly and kowtowed nine times.