"Are you saying you want to kill my fellow Sioux people?
Even if you are an eighth-level barbarian monster, how can you be so brave?"
Su Wenxuan finally couldn't hold it any longer and soared into the air, standing in the void with a group of Dharma-like golden bodies.
Sioux?
All the ministers from the three states looked at Su Wenxuan, with a solemn look in their eyes.
The Martial King at the peak of He Nirvana is nothing to be afraid of.
What makes them fearful is Su Wenxuan's background.
The news of Renashi's resumption of work, which hundreds of years ago had overshadowed all the geniuses in the world, had already spread throughout Kyushu.
Even Prince Yan of the Netherworld Holy Land was forced to blow up his golden body and escape.
"Hey, this guy took the wrong medicine?"
Su Han's eyes moved slightly, secretly feeling something strange.
Su Wenxuan wanted to see him die the most, so how could he force himself to come forward at this time?
"Your Excellency, you are King Wu of the Su family?"
The abbot of Bigan Temple frowned slightly.
"Su Wenxuan, the main branch of the Su family."
Su Wenxuan said calmly.
King Shelu and others present secretly sighed in their hearts, only a King Wu from the Su family dared to be so arrogant in front of the golden body of the Dharma Prime Minister.
If it were an ordinary King Wu, facing a strong man like the abbot of Bi'an Temple, he would not dare to speak lightly, and he would already be extremely reserved.
"This is the direct blood relative of Ren Wuxue..." When the Dharma ministers heard that Su Wenxuan was from the eldest family, the fear in their eyes became a little stronger.
"I've heard about you Sioux people, but this is not the Northern Territory after all!"
Hu Meizi looked at Su Wenxuan with fear: "You are just a Martial King. I want to kill him today. No one can stop him at such a distance.
But as long as he hands over the sacred objects of our clan, I will give your Sioux clan a face and spare his life!"
Hu Meizi's previous words about sparing Su Han's life were all lies, and the murderous intention in her heart was stronger than anyone else's.
But now Su Han heard some truth in this sentence.
The appearance of Su Wenxuan did make Hu Meizi temporarily put aside her murderous intention.
"The reputation of the bloodless ancestor makes even the barbarian monsters fear him."
Su Han sighed a little in his heart.
I wonder when he will reach this point?
"Come on, come on, now I am at the seventh level of the Yuan Dan Realm, and I will soon be thinking about stepping into the Martial Lord... Well, after becoming the Martial Lord, I will go through four small realms, then set foot on the Martial King, and then step on the Martial King and go through three small realms.
Condensing the Dharma.
Behind the condensed Dharma phase gold..." Thinking of this, Su Han stopped thinking about it. He suddenly felt that the road to martial arts was really long.
Even with the opportunity he had, it would take decades to reach Basashi's level, or a hundred years to take as slow as possible.
As for the realm of the Emperor of Heaven.
"Forget it! Anyway, I have the blood of a blood prince, and my longevity is boundless. I will have no problem living for at least one or two thousand years! Take care of it!"
"Su Han! Give her the things back and follow me back to the Northern Territory!"
Su Wenxuan looked at Su Han and scolded.
"Hmm, could it be that the bloodless ancestor gave him a mission and he needs to take me back alive?"
Su Han looked at Su Wenxuan, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes.
The other party's attitude remained unchanged, and he didn't even want to hide the disgust in his eyes.
From this point of view, his guess may be correct.
"Hand over your things and you can leave!"
Hu Meizi looked at Su Han coldly.
She suppressed the eagerness in her heart. If she showed it too obviously, she might be hindered by the golden bodies of the human race in front of her.
However, she is also confident that even the abbot of Bi'an Temple may not know about the existence of the Soul-Calling Bell.
More than two thousand years have passed, and the human race who knew about the Soul Seizing Bell has long since died. Even if there are a few words left, it is estimated that no one will pay attention to it.
At this moment, a sword light suddenly struck Su Han.
This sword light was so fast, cunning, and vicious that even Hu Meizi couldn't react in time.
"How dare you, Xiaoxiao, to sow discord here!"
An angry shout sounded.
Another ray of sword light came towards him, instantly resolving the attack that was about to put Su Han to death.
All the Dharma figures present were slightly startled, and then their eyes glanced around.
Su Han can die, but not today.
Otherwise, not only would he be at odds with the barbarian demon clan, but everyone present would also be afraid of being visited by Ben Wuxue.
The person who just took action to resolve the situation was not the Dharma Minister of Qingzhou, but the leader of the Mohe Sword Sect in Yuzhou, a little old man.
at the same time.
Shun Longsha was dumbfounded as he watched the village girl quickly leave.
His senior sister... actually used his famous special skill 'Blood Sea Sword'! "Shun Long Kill!"
Su Wenxuan glanced angrily.
When you are in the Northern Territory, how can you not recognize Shun Long Sha's famous martial arts?
"His grandma's crazy bitch!"
Shun Longsha immediately used his unique breath-condensing technique to turn his body into transparent and quickly escaped from the place.
At the same time, he kept cursing the village girl in his heart. He acted in front of so many Dharma figures and used his famous stunt. This was obviously to make him take the blame! "Boy, it seems that many people want your life."
The leader of the Mohe Sword Sect smiled and said to Su Han.
"Master Patriarch, we are waiting in the secret realm, and Mr. Chengsu is taking good care of us."
Zhao Feiyan's eyes moved and he suddenly cupped his fists.
Seeing this, Ye Lan also clasped his fists towards the golden figure of Dharma in Pudu Mountain and said, "Ancestor, the same is true for my disciples!"
When Xi Ran, Lin Shang, and Gu Huan saw this, they immediately imitated him.
Su Wenxuan was slightly startled and glanced at Su Han with a rather strange expression. In just a short time, he had these powerful geniuses begging for help?
The abbot of Bi'an Temple, Daojun Xuanting and other golden figures could not help but frown slightly.
"What do you beg for?
As long as this kid returns the things to the Fox Clan Dharma Minister, and with the name of the Su family, is there any need for us old guys to come forward?"
The leader of the Mohe Sword Sect said with a smile.
The other Dharma figures also nodded slightly.
In their opinion, as long as Su Han returns the things to Hu Meizi, all grudges will be temporarily resolved at least for today.
Life is safe.
But the only thing they didn't know was Su Han's temperament.
Not to mention that the soul-catching bell is a ninth-level magic weapon.
Even if it is a first-level magic weapon, as long as it is what Hu Meizi wants, he is not willing to hand it over.
Who allowed Hu Meizi to blow up his body and imprison Junjun in Fox Valley for humiliation and torture?
This grudge cannot be resolved! After Ye Lan and others heard what their ancestor said, they felt relieved. At least today, Su Han would be fine.
"Haha, with so many human beings protecting you, your life is safe. Leave your things to me so you don't have to see me again in the future."
Hu Meizi looked at Su Han with a sneer on her face.
"I have ordered people to send what you want back to Tianqin City in the Northern Territory."
Su Han smiled lightly.
The Heavenly Emperor Tower trial is open! The Heavenly Emperor Tower trial qualification that has been stored for a long time is finally used on the blade! Hu Meizi has no time to react, and the other Dharma figures are also stunned for a moment.
The only person who reacted was the abbot of Bianji Temple who had been watching Su Han deeply.
As soon as he noticed something was wrong with Su Han, he subconsciously struck out with his palm.
In an instant, the Buddha's light enveloped Su Han.