"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the early Soul Gathering Martial Lord!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the superior seventh-level skill "Spiritual Ape Worshiping the Buddha Skill"!"
Seven levels of skills?
Su Han's eyes moved, and he was a little surprised. Before he died, Monk Miaohong revealed a set of superior skills to him, which was considered a complete meritorious deed.
He did not intend to practice the spiritual ape worshiping Buddha technique, but when he returned to Su Kingdom, he could transfer this technique to the Dragon King.
It can be regarded as fulfilling a promise.
When Miaohong fell to the ground, no one could even react.
After seven or eight breaths, their eyes gradually fixed on Miaohong's body.
Low-level warriors may not be able to detect anything, but when they reach the Nirvana realm and above, they can see that the vitality in Miaohong's body has been cut off! This is... too terrifying! Yun Zhige stared at Miaohong's body, his pupils gradually gradually
Shrunk into needles.
He Tao seems to be in the same situation.
"Dead!"
"Why did Master Miaohong of Lingyuan Temple die suddenly?"
"It can't be him..." Someone looked at Su Han with fear in his eyes.
"Impossible, Master Miaohong is a Soul Gathering Martial Lord, and Mo Tianmeng is only at the tenth level of the Yuan Dan Realm. No matter how powerful he is, he cannot kill Master Miaohong silently!"
"But how to explain all this..." "The same is true for He Tao of the White Dragon League. He died suddenly in both cases, and this man from the Motian League was both present. Is this a coincidence?"
Whether it is Li Mutian, the leaders of the other three major alliances, or the local martial arts experts in Cangyun City, Yirou and others.
Everyone is shocked by this scene right now.
Rationally, they didn't quite believe that this matter had anything to do with Su Han.
But the coincidence is really unbelievable! "Master Miaohong?"
Qin Han was dumbfounded, and hurriedly knelt down to check, and finally determined that Miaohong was completely dead! He ignored the setback in refining the weapon and looked at Su Han with a look of shock.
"It seems that this master has passed away on his own before I can take action."
Su Han sighed softly: "Perhaps this is what Buddhism means by putting down the butcher's knife and turning around."
"I..." Qin Han opened his mouth.
"City Lord Ye, the result of this covenant competition should be announced."
Su Han looked at Ye Cangyun.
Ye Cangyun nodded slightly, "In this alliance competition, Motian Alliance wins!"
When Su Han saw this, he picked up the long bow on the ground and turned back to his seat.
Yi Rou and the old woman from Prince Chang's Palace flew into the martial arts arena to confirm Miaohong's life and death. They looked at Ye Cangyun with a look of inquiry in their eyes.
"Master Miaohong died suddenly on his own. Everyone has seen it with your own eyes. I will inform Lingyuan Temple about this matter."
Ye Cangyun spoke slowly.
Does this matter really have nothing to do with him?
Yi Rou and the old woman looked at Su Han subconsciously, with a solemn look in her eyes.
They did not dare to have any more friction with Su Han until they understood this matter.
"It causes death silently, and it may be related to the poison.
He is an alchemist..." The old woman's eyes flickered and her thoughts were racing. At this time, Li Mutian and others happened to be congratulating Su Han.
She saw Wu Shuai, the grandson of the Lord of Wu Kingdom, the young man whose fire was supposed to be frozen by the ice of the disease.
"Yes!"
The old woman's eyes sparkled.
Fire doctor! If there is any method in this world that can cause death quietly.
Some prescriptions for fire that the fire doctor has mastered are the best means! This point is difficult for ordinary alchemists to match! "The only clues to whether it is true or false can only be found from Miaohong's corpse."
... Su Han didn't wait too long, and Ye Cangyun ordered someone to deliver this alliance bet.
One million low-grade spiritual coins in the Yuandan realm martial arts battle.
Dan Daowen fights 1.2 million.
One and a half million for the last game.
A total of 3.7 million low-grade spiritual coins.
Su Han also has a Mutian Battle Armor on him, and there are five to six million God Emperor Coins in the system. Once the Mutian Battle Armor is released, plus the God Emperor Coins, Su Han's net worth will reach more than eight million! "
Mr. Shi, here are three hundred and seventy high-grade spiritual coins."
The person sent by Ye Cangyun seemed to know that these spiritual coins had to be handed over to Su Han, so he went directly to Su Han without being polite to Li Mutian.
Li Motian, Li Tianshui and others looked at the high-grade spiritual coins on the tray in his hand and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.
Qingyu League, White Dragon League, and Zhige League were completely defeated this time! "Thank you very much."
Su Han waved his hand gently, and all these high-grade spiritual coins were put into the storage compartment.
"Young Master Shi, you're welcome."
The visitor smiled and bowed, "The city lord said there will be a banquet tomorrow, and I hope Mr. Shi will be honored to attend."
After a pause, he looked at Li Motian, his eyes less respectful, "Leader Motian can also come with us."
Su Han frowned and looked in the direction of Ye Cangyun. Seeing Ye Cangyun nodding towards him with a smile, Su Han nodded slightly and then said to the visitor: "I will be there on time tomorrow."
"Thank you very much, Mr. Shi, for your favor. I'll take my leave first."
The visitor turned and left.
"Brother Shi, this is the city lord's personal attendant.
No one knows his real name.
Everyone calls him Lao Qi.
When he was young, he was injured, which damaged his essence, and his cultivation was stuck at the peak of concentration for many years.
But even the Soul Gathering Martial Lord dare not underestimate him."
Li Motian looked at Lao Qi's leaving figure, and the fear in his eyes gradually dissipated.
"Why?"
Su Han smiled.
He felt that there seemed to be nothing special about this old seventh man except that he was a bit cold?
"Does Brother Shi know about the Netherworld Cavalry in Fengzhou Netherworld Holy Land?"
Li Mutian's eyes became solemn.
Netherworld Cavalry?
Su Han immediately thought of Master Hei, the director of the Board of Supervision in the Northern Dragon Saint Empire.
Rumor has it that the other party was the former leader of the Netherworld Iron Cavalry, but he betrayed the Netherworld Holy Land for unknown reasons and became a valet of the Dragon Saint Barbarian Emperor.
"Know a thing or two."
Su Han smiled.
"Lao Qi was born in the Netherworld Cavalry and was once a member of the Netherworld Cavalry, so no ordinary martial lord would dare to look down upon him.
Who knows how many of his friends are serving in the Netherworld Cavalry?
This kind of person is the last person you should not mess with."
Li Motian sighed.
After a pause, a smile appeared in his eyes: "Brother Shi, thanks to your blessing this time, not only did the Motian Alliance win the first place in the covenant competition, but also avoided the outcome of disbandment and liquidation.
I can still go with Brother Shi to attend the banquet at the City Lord's Mansion, but normally, I am not qualified to attend such banquets."
"It's just a meal, what good can it do?"
Su Han glanced at Li Mutian, shook his head slightly, turned around and walked out.
Li Mutian was startled, and then a smile appeared on his face.
yes.
Just have a meal.
Li Mutian smiled and followed him. Seeing this, Li Tianshui and others quickly got up and followed.