Han Litian looked really miserable now, with blood all over his body. He raised his head blankly and looked at the night sky. In that direction, there was the broken Han Mountain, where the flames were soaring into the sky, but the sound of people screaming could not be heard.
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His chest was torn apart, and a huge blood hole was torn open in the Dantian area. It was cleanly dug out, and blood flowed out.
Ancestor Wu had nothing to say, Yuanying was shattered, and Han Litian died today.
Chen Fan held the elixir in his hands, and his revenge was really successful.
Looking at Han Litian, Chen Fan felt neither joy nor sadness. He didn't know why Chen Fan couldn't feel any pleasure.
"You win." Looking at Chen Fan, Han Litian opened the corner of his mouth, with a slightly miserable smile on his face, stained with blood, but still looking that unruly.
"You have been able to tolerate it so far and you have become a king and defeated a bandit. I have nothing to say."
Under Han Litian, blood was still flowing out, forming a pool of black blood. Suddenly, he raised his head with a ferocious look on his face, "But, let me tell you, even if it happens again, I, Han Litian, will still
It will kill your daughter, and of course, you!"
Han Litian glared at Chen Fan. Even though he was at the end of his life, his tiger-like look still made people shudder.
Chen Fan just looked at him quietly. Han Litian remained completely motionless. After a long time, Chen Fan lowered his head and glanced at the small tablet in his hand.
The tablet is very cold, and there is only a lonely writing on it. After all, there is no resurrection after death.
After waiting so hard to kill Han Litian, when Han Litian died, Chen Fan couldn't relax in his heart. All he felt was emptiness and melancholy.
yes.
Chen Fan slowly raised his head and looked at the sky, "Daughter, daddy helped you take revenge, have you seen it?"
Beside them, the Fifth Wentian, the people from the Palace of Old Grudges, and even the people from the Juliu Ancient Dynasty also raised their heads and looked at the sky. Suddenly, a meteor streaked across the sky, crossing the sky in a blink of an eye.
Pass away.
Is this Mo Xuan's response?
"Today is your death anniversary. Dad remembers it very clearly." Chen Fan said slowly, "I hope you are satisfied with this belated gift."
Chen Fan lowered his head, and in his palm was a bunch of blood-stained red hair ropes.
The people from the Juliu Ancient Dynasty looked down and saw that Han Litian had died a long time ago, but he still kept his half-upright body and glared at Chen Fan. Until his death, there was a chilling coercion on his body.
Old Ancestor Wu clenched his fists and his body was shaking a little. With things like this tonight, he had nothing to say.
"Hmph!" Ancestor Wu waved his sleeves heavily, "I will report this matter to the Ancestor of the Ancient World. Your grudge palace enters my Juliu Ancient Dynasty and kills my Ancient Dynasty Xuanying. This matter will not be easy to end.
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After saying such harsh words, Old Ancestor Wu stood up and turned into a stream of light, soaring into the sky and flying far away.
The remaining ancestors looked at Chen Fan deeply and left one by one.
When these people left, Chen Fan remained silent. After a while, an elder from the Palace of Grudges came back. He grabbed a person by his hand and threw him to the ground. When Chen Fan looked, he saw that this person's face was covered with mud.
Mouthing blood, he was extremely embarrassed, "Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen, please spare me. I have only been practicing Taoism for more than eighty years this year, and I still don't want to die."
"I didn't kill your daughter, it was him. He insisted on me to move her." Han Qiaoting cried loudly, his face pale.
In the distance, Liu Shengzi and a group of people flew over, looking at Han Qiao Pavilion with compassion on their faces.
"Chen Fan." Liu Shengzi took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "Han Litian is dead, and I only want to kill the culprit. I think this matter will be forgotten today, and no more innocent people will be implicated."
Chen Fan was silent for a long time, and a picture came to his mind.
The sword was raised, and the light flashed.
In the ancient mountain, blood shot into the sky, and on top of the broken corpse, a huge head flew up, with Mo Xuan's astonished look on the flying head.
Chen Fan's body began to tremble, his eyes blinked rapidly, and he tightened his lips.
Opening his mouth, wow, a mouthful of blood hit his heart, and it spurted out, golden blood in the form of mist.
With a quick move of his hand, Po Jun took action. Before Han Qiaoting's wailing sound stopped, Han Qiaoting's head flew up, and his blood rushed up to a height of more than one meter. Even until his death, Han Qiaoting still maintained that
A look of astonishment.
Bang, the headless corpse fell backwards, blood flowing all over the ground.
"You...!" Liu Shengzi was shocked and angry. He took a step forward, his anger welling up. "Didn't I tell you? Why did you kill him?"
"Chen Fan, why are you so cruel? I really misjudged you!"
"What qualifications do you have to point fingers at my grief?" Chen Fan did not look at him.
"You are just crazy." Liu Shengzi was angry, "This matter is an internal matter of our Juliu Ancient Dynasty. You reported it to the court, and instead of finding anyone to complain, you went outside and found some outsiders to make trouble.
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"Now that things have become like this, you are completely ignoring the general situation."
"In general?" Chen Fan smiled miserably, "I have been in prison for twenty years, where are you?"
"Where were you when my daughter died?"
"Now you are sanctimonious and come here to accuse me of being cruel. If you think I am cruel, you don't have to come to see me."
"If you don't complain about your matter, how can we make decisions for you?" Liu Shengzi said loudly, "Chen Fan, you really disappoint me. I really didn't expect you to be such a person. I, Liu Shengzi, want to
Break up with you!"
Chen Fan was exhausted mentally and physically and could no longer defend himself, "Do I care?"
After saying that, Chen Fan found a stone and sat down, holding the small memorial tablet in his hand. For some reason, Chen Fan felt very cold, and couldn't help but hugged him tighter, "Go and get all the Han family members."
Catch him."
Chen Fan didn't look back and said to the people behind him. An elder from the Palace of Grudges bowed and left quietly.
"Chen Fan, what else do you want to do?" Liu Shengzi was shocked and angry, "Don't go too far."
"Okay, Brother Liu." Murong Nan grabbed Liu Shengzi's arm and took a deep look at Chen Fan, "Forget it, he is so proud now, how can he listen to what old friends like us say? Forget it."
"Humph, today we have seen through his character. Let's go."
Liu Shengzi glanced at Chen Fan from a distance and was angry with him. He stamped his foot and the man flew away.
From beginning to end, Chen Fan was just calm. Han Litian's body was at his feet, Han Qiaoting's head rolled far away, and Chen Fan sat here for most of the night, almost until dawn. Chen Fan
Still motionless.
Han Wuya came behind him, cupped his hands and said, "Sir, all the members of the Han family have been captured. There are more than 2,300 people in total. What do you think?"
A crowd of people, sobbing and crying, were pushed to this side and knelt on the ground one by one.
Chen Fan turned his head and looked around. There were old people, young people, and infants.
Each of these people looked at Chen Fan in fear.
The great Han family once had all the power in the country, but it disappeared overnight.