1249: C1249 Uncle Han

C1249 Uncle Han

"Such powerful skills …" "However, the aura he gives off is so ice-cold that it makes people uncomfortable …"

The black shadow swept past his head but Zhong Lee couldn't help but shiver.

The aura the figure emitted was not that of a living person, it was more like a Yin Corpse crawling out of a dark, wet swamp, its entire body was emitting a thick aura of death.

Ye Feng was secretly surprised.

Whether it was speed or sword techniques, to be able to perform to such an extent, he should only be able to sense the most powerful people in the Giant Spirit Sword Sect. However, the perception that the black shadow gave him was too overcast. The various sects of Human Clan tended to boast of themselves pretending to be open and honorable, with such an aura, it was somewhat inconsistent with the style of Giant Spirit Sword Sect.

He and Zhong Lee turned around slightly. Behind them, at the end of their line of sight, there were three figures that were howling like ghosts.

More than half of Zhou Ruoyun's chest was exposed, it could vaguely be seen. As for Mo Gaokun, who knew what kind of secret technique or treasure he used, but he was actually able to run faster than Zheng Shengheng and Zhou Ruoyun.

The Wild Prisoning King and Xuan Ying were equally fast, but during their chase, they constantly released waves of demonic power, making Zheng Shengheng, who was behind, into a sorry state. However, Zheng Shengheng was indeed an expert, to be able to endure until now under the pursuit of the Spirit Demon King.

Weng! *

The void trembled.

The cyan Sword Qi swept out in all directions, and when it got close to the three people, it quickly condensed into a huge ghost sword, and from the tip of the sword, a cold and gloomy sword intent could be seen.

Behind him, Wild Prisoning King and Xuan Ying's expressions changed at the same time when they sensed the killing intent coming out from the big sword, and they slowed down their steps.

"It's Granduncle Han …" Grandfather, save me! "

Sensing that the killing intent behind him had weakened, Zhou Ruoyun almost collapsed to the ground and started to wail on the spot.

"It's an expert from the Giant Spirit Sword Sect, we can be saved!"

's despairing face was also ignited with hope. At this moment, his entire face was dark red, his movements miserable, he no longer had the slightest bit of power as the Young Master of the Blood Dragon Flag.

"A Human Clan expert has come … This time, it's going to be a little troublesome. "

Looking at the ice-cold sword tip that was trembling slightly in front of his eyes, Wild Prisoning King could not help but reveal a trace of disappointment in his eyes. He did not expect that a Human Clan Ranker would arrive so quickly.

In his heart, a dense killing intent interweaved and spread out.

If he were to return without any success, not only would the "Fetal Martial Vein" be able to cross hands with him, even his prestige in the demon clan would be severely damaged.

"Senior Wild King, why don't you stall the Human Clan King Realm while I kill those Human Clan Bloke s?"

Xuan Ying breathed a little heavily, after sweeping a glance at the few of them, he licked his lips and said somewhat urgently.

"Hmph …" Can you kill them? Now, wouldn't it be better if you buy some time for this duke to clean up those Human Clan fragments? " The Wild Prisoning King snorted coldly.

"This …"

"About this and that. We can't miss the opportunity and come back. It's decided." "Go!"

The Wild Prisoning King's tone did not allow for any rejection, and after he finished speaking, a strand of demonic power rose from his body. In the midst of the howling wind, he quickly dodged the large illusory sword, and like a dragon fighting against a rabbit, personally rushed towards the three people, wanting to kill them all.

Just as the Wild Prisoning King was about to make his move, a black figure appeared in the air along with a grey and hazy black Qi.

The condensed iron green sword intent from above drooped down, with a "chi" sound, it forced Wild Prisoning King, whose eyes flashed with a trace of suspicion, to retreat a few steps.

Only now did the shadow reveal its true form.

It was an old man with disheveled hair and a skinny body. He was so skinny that even his eye sockets were deeply sunken. It seemed that the two gray eyes in his eyes had not been able to move for a long time …

"Yes …" Han... Uncle Han. "1

Zhou Ruoyun who had recovered from the shock quickly bowed, but the old man whom she looked at made her feel fear, her expression had a tinge of cowardice, and she also felt the joy of escaping from the grave.

On the other hand, when Zheng Shengheng and Mo Gaokun saw who it was, they were also stunned for a moment before bowing and greeting.

This Uncle Han had retired a few years ago, and then disappeared without a trace. Many people assumed he had perished, but who could have imagined he would appear today?

"Thank you, Senior Han …" A little later, we will all die here. "

However, with their status, they naturally didn't have the qualifications to ask the old man about other things. They could only lower their heads and express their gratitude.

"What's going on?"

Uncle Han's sinister gaze fell upon the two Demon Clan Martial Cultivator s, Wild Prisoning King and Xuan Ying.

"Uncle, you, you have to help us, Brother Chen Yu …" By... I was killed by the demon. "

"I believe you must have also heard about the matter of our three sects joining hands to pay our respects at City Lord's Mansion. City Lord Hsing has accepted a crazy disciple called Ye Feng, and he, is him … If not for you rushing over in time, we would have … "It's hard to escape death …"

Zhou Ruoyun, who was wailing loudly, spoke incoherently, her gaze turned as she pointed at the Ye Feng duo who were watching from the sidelines, the anger in her heart instantly ignited, and she said sternly: "Grandfather, kill them, take revenge for Senior Brother Chen!"

"Old Senior Han, little bastard Ye Feng has killed quite a few Giant Spirit Sword Sect's disciples before, and quite a few of my Blood Dragon Flag's and Extreme Fire Fort 'disciples have been harmed by him …"

Mo Gaokun was fanning the flames at the side just in time, but seeing the old man's sharp gaze, he immediately swallowed back his words.

In front of such an old monster, there was no need to talk too much. Talking too much would only bring about trouble.

"About the matter of the three sects coming to join us, I …" "Naturally."

"Ye Feng... So he's actually Ye Feng, one of the few County Level Geniuses in my Starlight City … "

The old man moved his head and mumbled to himself, he did not care about Ye Feng and Zhong Lee, as he looked at the two Wild Prisoning King with a deathly gaze.

"Monster race …" I'm tired of living in a dog's den, come to my Human Clan territory … He still dared to recklessly kill people? Is he courting death? "

The old man's voice was not loud, but it carried an unspeakable gloominess. He stood on the ground with his shriveled body, and within a few dozen feet around him, there seemed to be a trace of a sinister aura.

Wild Prisoning King had just been forced back by the sword intent condensed by the old man. At this moment, although his heart was raging, he secretly feared the old man.

Hearing the old man's rebuke, his eyes moved but he did not say much. Xuan Ying, who was at the side, walked forward without knowing how, revealed a ridiculing smile from the corner of his eyes: "The old man who had his neck buried in the dirt … With just you? "

"Hehe …" Human Clan is just a lowly race, so what if my demon race kills a few people? Hand over Ye Feng quickly and I can let you live for a few more days. If not, not only will your old life be ended here, your entire Starlight City will be filled with corpses … "

Xuan Ying sensed that the old man in front of him was covered in the death aura, and the Longevity was exhausted, he would not be able to live for long.

What was there to be afraid of from an old man who was about to die?

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk …"

Uncle Han's gaze was fixated on Xuan Ying's body, releasing a burst of seductive laughter, and even Zhou Ruoyun, who was beside him, subconsciously took a few steps back.

"The Azure Hawk Lineage of the Green Spirit Fantasy Saliva?" "Not bad, not bad …"

"This old man's death is near. I need the Pill to extend my life. However, the Blood Essence of the eagle lineage can help this old man avoid refining pills …"

"..."

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