Blood rained down.
The body falls.
Gu Han didn't even look at it.
For him, Song Jian was just a stepping stone at best, not even an opponent. He had no cultivation, but his combat power was extremely poor. He was obviously used to being pampered and had forgotten how to fight with others.
below.
Everyone was dazzled when they saw it.
This is what a strong man should look like, what a sword cultivator should look like!
"Little Marquis!"
Suddenly!
A roar of grief and anger sounded.
However, they saw the old man in black robe who rushed out from Song Hou's house with a ferocious expression and flew towards him. His cultivation level was at the third level of extraordinary level!
"I'm going to kill you!"
This man was obviously very loyal to the Marquis of Song and did not care about Gu Han's identity at all. His eyes seemed to be cannibalistic.
"I killed..."
Snapped!
Snapped!
The words are not finished yet.
Two soft sounds came.
His figure suddenly froze and stopped instantly!
He didn't want to stop.
But he can't help it.
Wang Yong and Elder Zhou were on the left and right, their hands like iron pliers, pressing firmly on his shoulders, preventing him from moving at all.
"you……"
His pupils shrank suddenly.
"who are you?"
In his perception, the auras of the two of them were deep and strong, and they had reached the pinnacle of the extraordinary realm. They could not rise higher, and they even faintly touched the threshold of the holy realm with one foot!
Within the Great Yan Dynasty.
Except Yan Huang and War King.
There are no more than five people with this kind of cultivation!
Even those princes, not everyone has this level!
"Asshole!"
At this moment.
Yun Fan also rushed over and stared at the old man.
"Uncle has an order!"
"All the extraordinary monks from our Great Yan Dynasty must go to the border. Do you dare to disobey?"
"do you know."
The more he talked, the angrier he became.
"Brother Gu is my sister's junior brother. How can you dare to attack him?"
boom!
This sentence.
Undoubtedly, it caused huge waves in everyone’s hearts!
It was even more shocking than the previous deadly fight between Gu Han and Song Jian!
"He...is the junior brother of His Highness the Tenth Prince?"
"No wonder! No wonder!"
"Hahaha, it wouldn't be surprising if His Highness the Tenth Prince's junior brother could kill Mr. Song Xiaohou with one sword!"
"Nonsense! How can His Highness' junior brother be such an ordinary person?"
"..."
Everyone was talking a lot, looking excited, and even the way they looked at Gu Han changed.
previously.
Just respect and admiration for the strong.
now.
But it has a hint of kindness.
The younger brother of His Highness the Tenth Prince.
Isn’t that one of our own?
"kindness?"
Gu Han was a little strange.
"them……"
"Brother Gu."
Yun Fan was not surprised, "In the Great Yan Dynasty, my sister's position is too special, and her prestige is unimaginably high, and most of these people have returned from the battlefield to cultivate. Many of them have been saved by my sister.
Yi Ming, you are my sister’s junior brother, Aiwujiwu, they naturally have a lot of affection for you."
At this moment.
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The old man remained silent and stared at Gu Han.
"What are you looking at!"
Yunfan's face darkened.
"What on earth are you..."
"No need to ask."
Zhao Mengyou shook his head, "This person was obviously trained privately by the Marquis of Song, and is only loyal to his dead soldiers. There is no one else in the eyes of such a person."
"Death warrior?"
Yunfan was furious.
"This Song Hou, what does he want to do!"
"It is clear."
Zhao Mengyou looked at him as if he were a fool, "He has a different intention."
"Is it true?"
Yunfan was stunned.
"How is it possible? He was with my uncle when he was still a young monk..."
"Hard to say."
Zhao Mengyou shook his head.
"You have been fighting this war for too long. Some people cannot bear it, so they will naturally have their own plans."
Hear the words.
Yunfan's eyes dimmed for a moment, but he stopped talking.
now.
Wang Yong and Elder Zhou had already disliked each other for a long time, and they began to compete with each other.
"Fellow."
Wang Yong looked kind.
"This person's cultivation level is mediocre, just leave it to me. Why does my fellow Taoist need to take action?"
"No, no."
Elder Zhou is smiling but not smiling.
"My fellow Taoist must be very tired after coming from such a long distance. Just leave such small things to me."
"Fellow."
Wang Yong smiled.
"let it go."
"No no no."
Elder Zhou shook his head repeatedly.
"It's better if you let go."
Several people looked strange.
Even a blind man can see that the two of them are no longer able to deal with each other.
"These two."
The fat man came closer.
"What's the origin? Why do you feel like you're born to be aggressive?"
"You didn't ask?"
Gu Han was a little surprised.
"nonsense!"
The fat man curled his lips.
"Who cares about asking this when you're in the limelight?"
at this time.
The two people's words became more and more angry.
"Let go!"
"you put!"
"Joke! No one can order me except the Holy Lord!"
"Haha! I don't listen to anyone except the leader!"
"..."
In a quarrel.
However, the two of them gradually started to use the real fire, and their hands became harder and harder. Two rays of light, one white and one gray, continued to penetrate into the old man's body from the left and right shoulders.
He is only in the third level of transcendence.
How could he withstand the torment of two top masters?
"ah!"
A howl.
His body expanded rapidly and instantly exploded into a ball of blood mist!
He was crushed to death by two people!
"Hey!"
Wang Yong looked unhappy.
"Taoyou is so angry!"
"Ah!"
Elder Zhou retorted.
"Fellow Taoist also has a bad temper!"
It looked like the two were about to fight.
Gu Han couldn't help it anymore.
"Two seniors..." ??
"Don't dare!"
"Absolutely not!"
Their expressions changed, and the anger on their bodies disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"Wang Yong of Luoheng Holy Land in Zhongzhou has met Mr. Gu!"
"Xiji Holy Demon Sect Zhou Ye has met Mr. Gu!"
Talking room.
The two of them saluted Gu Han together.
"Huh?"
The fat man was a little surprised.
"Such a big background?"
"you have heard?"
"More than just heard of it?"
The fat man did not shy away from Wang Yong and gave a brief explanation.
Luoheng Holy Land is also good.
So is the Holy Demon Cult of the West.
Both of them are the first-class powerful forces in the world. They have rich backgrounds, many masters, and great influence. There are several strong men in the Holy Realm who are in charge of them. As for the Holy Lord Luoheng and Yan Qianjue, they are even more powerful.
The pinnacle of the holy realm, his strength is earth-shattering and unfathomable!
"Is it?"
Gu Han was thoughtful.
Seeing that the two of them were so respectful, he could already guess their origins.
It must be related to Zuo Yang and Yu Miao!
"Brother Yulin."
Yunfan looked curious.
"What about you, you are so powerful, you must have a good background."
"of course!"
The fat man said proudly, "My Fu family is one of the most famous families even in Zhongzhou. Compared with these two places... we are on equal footing and evenly matched!"
Gu Han understood.
Fat people are evenly matched.
At most, thirty-seven!
kindness?
Zhou Ye glanced out of the corner of his eye.
Found something was wrong.
Wang Yong's bow was actually half an inch lower than him!
hateful!
Subconsciously.
He lowered his body an inch.
mean!
His movements were instantly noticed by Wang Yong.
Directly pressed down three inches!
Shameless!
Zhou Ye cursed secretly and lowered his head three inches!
Fight!
Wang Yong gritted his teeth and lowered his head three inches again!
For a while.
On both sides, you were three inches apart, and I was three inches apart. They kept lowering their bodies, and in just a moment... they couldn't press anymore. If they pressed any further, their heads would touch their feet.
The pose is funny.
Also very funny.
Several people looked strange.
It's just a salute...that's all!
Damn it!
Zhou Ye looked sideways at Wang Yong, his eyes turning red.
Press!
If you dare to press again.
I dare to kneel down on the spot and kowtow to Mr. Gu!
Face?
People in my demonic sect have no restrictions and can do whatever they want. What do you want with that thing?
Wang Yong seemed to understand his thoughts, his eyes flashed.
Apparently he had the same plan.
This person is really hateful!
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You absolutely cannot be compared to him!
You dare to kneel!
I dare to kneel!
Face is nothing, if you lose, you won’t lose!
"You two..."
Gu Han had a headache.
"It's over, the ceremony is over, first... get up and then talk."
"snort!"
"Ah!"
After being dissuaded by Gu Han, the two of them stood up immediately, but their anger was still lingering in their hearts. They glanced at each other sideways, but they didn't like it.
This is not over yet!
Just wait for me!
certainly.
Although the two of them don't get along with each other.
But with Zuo Yang and Yu Miao's advice, and the fact that they were already at odds with each other, their attitude towards Gu Han became more and more respectful, and they couldn't find any fault at all.
The fat man sighed secretly.
This is nothing more than what a son can do to his father!
immediately.
The two of them explained their purpose of coming.
It also just verified Gu Han's suspicion.
"Mr. Gu!"
Wang Yong took out the milky white soul-absorbing fruit that was as big as a thumb and had a brilliant aura as if it were a treasure.
"The Holy Son commanded."
"This thing must be handed over to you!"
Said.
He deliberately waved the fruit in front of Zhou Ye and handed it to Gu Han.
That’s not true!
Zhou Ye's face turned dark instantly!
Show off your shit!
"Master, please look!"
He stared at Wang Yong, turned his hand, and instantly took out a herb!
"Blood Sea Demonic Grass!"
This grass has five leaves in total. It is blood red and surrounded by traces of demonic energy. On each leaf, there is a lifelike human face clearly growing. The human face has a painful expression and continuously emits silent wails, directly reaching everyone.
Within the soul!
"nice one!"
The old habit of the fat man suddenly happened again.
"Good stuff!"
"They are all top-notch semi-holy medicines. If the timing is right, it is not impossible to evolve into a holy medicine!"
"..."
Gu Han said nothing.
I was deeply moved.
These two semi-holy medicines are both top-notch medicines for replenishing soul power, and their effects are even better than the soul-nourishing lotus seeds. Obviously, they were specially selected by Zuo Yang and Yu Miao for him.
He didn't doubt it at all.
If there was a holy elixir for replenishing soul power, the two of them would bring it to him directly.
"Senior brother, senior sister."
He sighed softly.
"I'm determined."
"Master, don't be anxious!"
Zhou Ye glanced at Wang Yong provocatively, turned his hand, and took out another moon-white robe!
The spiritual light is dense.
Brilliant flow.
Very magical.
"Master!"
As if afraid that Wang Yong wouldn't hear, Zhou Ye's voice was very loud.
"This treasured garment is also a treasure in our Holy Demon Sect. It is woven from silk threads extracted from dozens of precious materials. It is impervious to water and fire, and difficult to be damaged by magic weapons. It also has the functions of calming the mind and nourishing the mind.
The efficacy of the soul, as for defense, is unparalleled. Even with my level of cultivation, it is extremely difficult to destroy it!"
Just take a look.
Gu Han fell in love with it.
This chapter has been completed!