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Chapter 1917 Completely Disregarded

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sudden flash of golden light in the sky, and the next second, an invisible air pressure came directly over his head.

Before the group of people could react, they felt that their knees could no longer withstand the inexplicable pressure and were bending desperately.

"This...what kind of power is this?"

"Is it just a breath? Just a breath can be so powerful?"

"Fuck, this is impossible? This is simply impossible. How can there be such a master near us?"

"Damn it, you're going to die anyway, don't be afraid, just fight him."

I don't know who in the crowd shouted, and then, a group of people raised their knives to the sky and started slashing randomly with blood-red eyes.

"Ant!"

There was a cold shout, and the next second, a group of people felt their eyes go dark. The person standing in the center of the crowd, holding a red and blue token in his hand, felt that his face was suddenly blown by the wind and he could not open his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, the token he was holding firmly in his hand was gone.

In the distance, the black shadow disappeared, and at the end of the forest where a group of people only watched, a man picked up a woman, carrying a child on his back, followed by a dwarf, and walked slowly towards the Qishan Palace.

The brothers next to the man who held the token were about to chase after him, but he stopped him with his hand: "Why chase? Are you going to die? That man's cultivation level is too much higher than ours, let alone us.

If he catches up, even if everyone here comes together, they still won't be his opponent."

"Damn it, but the token that I fought for for a long time was handed over to him like this. I really don't accept it."

"Yes, Zhang Yang, are we Tiangang Thirty-Six Han Han just allowed to be slaughtered like this?"

The man smiled disdainfully: "Didn't you listen to what I said? They didn't intend to reason with us. They just beat us with their fists. Do we have any other choice besides being beaten? Let's break up. We lose."

"But...is this really the case?"

"Yeah, are you too unwilling? We don't even know who we lost to."

"I know." The man smiled, then gently raised his left hand. On his left hand was a small leaf.

This leaf obviously belongs to this forest, but its shape has been deliberately changed.

A strange symbol was actually painted on the small leaf.

"What is this?" someone else asked curiously.

"The painting on it looks like a bamboo hat."

"It's so powerful. A leaf the size of a thumb can actually carve such a lifelike painting on it. Moreover, the leaf is very thin, but it has not been pierced at all. This is clearly carved with profound internal strength."

A group of people couldn't help but marvel when they saw the patterns on the leaves. Obviously, it was not possible for ordinary people to make such bold paintings on small and thin leaves.

"But what does the bamboo hat pattern on this leaf represent?" The man looked up at the brother beside him strangely, and was very confused for a moment.

And in other places within the energy barrier.

Although the smoke has cleared in the north, the war is still going on in other places, and fierce fighting is still going on between them in order to compete for the last three tokens.

On a tall tree outside Qishan Palace, Han Sanqian, Su Yingxia and others landed on the top of the tree, looking at the continuous flames of war in three directions, half lying down, swaying in the wind, feeling at ease.

The breeze was gentle and pleasant. This poetic and picturesque scene was obviously in sharp contrast to the fighting outside.

"Although we have finished work long ago, the situation is not favorable. It seems that the situation in the east has begun to stabilize, and the south is also doing the final harvest. On the west, it is surprising." On the side, Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng has not said anything.

Relax your vigilance and observe the situation in other places for Han Sanqian.

"The black air is surrounding over there, could it be that the demons are out?" Su Yingxia also took off her mask at this time because she was on the big tree when no one was around.

"Even if they are not demons, they are probably people related to the demons. I have heard rumors in the world that people with righteous principles have been practicing demons recently. It is very possible that the demons and our people are colluding with each other.

The demons want to use the shells of the Righteous Alliance to have a chance to participate in the competition, while the people of the Righteous Alliance use the demons as their thugs." Jianghu Baixiaosheng said.

"Then this martial arts tournament may be more difficult than we imagined." Su Yingxia couldn't help but frown when she heard this.

"Yes, the fire may have burned to the eyebrows, but it's a pity that some people are sleeping very soundly now, and they don't seem to take it seriously at all." At this time, Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng looked helplessly at the side and even started to fight.

Han Sanqian got up and shouted.

It seemed that he also noticed that someone was talking about him. Although Han Sanqian did not open his eyes, he smiled slightly: "Why are you so anxious? I never care about what a group of defeated generals do."

"It's like you don't pay attention to what the ants are doing?!"

After saying that, Han Sanqian sat up slightly and looked to the sky: "It's sunset!"


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