President Bingshan’s personal doctor

Chapter 1627 I’m waiting for you to kill me

That terrifying cry makes people's scalp numb!

This is something from the Tomb of Heroes!
  Those younger generation of talented children will lose their future if they are exposed to just a trace of the aura. All their talents will be covered up. If they are touched by this thing, they will definitely die.

The entire hall is the mainstay of the Sword Sect now, and it is also the future of the Sword Sect. As long as Can Jian does not agree, the Sword Sect will collapse in an instant!
  But the price Su Han paid was his life.

In Can Jian's opinion, Su Han's life is too cheap! How to compare with his sword sect?

"Break!"

Su Han shouted loudly, and Li Guixuying behind him had already freed his hands, and the roaring voice of that mouth was even more frightening, "I only count to three! Three, two..."

"Pfft!"

Without waiting for the masters of the Sword Sect to stop him, Can Jian swung his sword with his left hand and cut off his entire right arm. Blood spattered, revealing the dense white bones.

"Head!"

"You, the leader!"

The faces of the group of headmasters all turned pale, and they were all dumbfounded as they watched Can Jian cut off their arms and drop them to the ground.

How could Can Jian give in?
  How could he listen to Su Han?
  How humiliated!

"Are you satisfied?" Can Jian took a deep breath, his face was pale, and the bone section where the arm was broken was smooth. If it weren't for the Taoist long sword, he really wouldn't be able to do this.

The blood kept dripping, tick tick tick, staining the ground red.

The entire hall became quiet, and all the Sword Sect masters and disciples opened their mouths, completely unable to believe what was happening in front of them.

Can Jian actually...

"Quite satisfactory."

Su Hanlian laughed, his expression changed slightly, and he glanced at Can Jian, "This is the price you should pay."

"I will definitely kill you!"

Can Jian's voice sounded like it came from the Nine Nether Hell, mixed with anger and murderous intent, almost crazy!
  He has no choice!
  If he doesn't agree, with Su Han's character as a lunatic, he will definitely die together and fight to the death with the Sword Sect.

He can refuse Su Han's life, but he has to consider the future of Jianzong!

Behind him, Old Daoist Huangya and Ning Que couldn't help but take a breath when they saw this scene.

Forcing someone like Can Jian to cut off his own arm!

In this world of three thousand sects, who can do it?
  "Hard enough!"

Ning Que couldn't help but said, completely convinced by Su Han.

"The hairs all over my body are standing on end." Old Taoist Huang Ya exhaled slowly. If Su Han is really desperate and fights to the death, then everyone will die today. This is simply gambling!
  But in the end, Su Han won the bet, and Can Jian didn't dare to gamble with the Sword Sect's future!

He is just a kid who has just broken through to the Mahayana realm!
  "I'm waiting for you to kill me."

Su Han controlled the copper coin ring and gradually gathered the ghost's ghost, and the death aura in his body became much calmer.

He picked up Canjian's severed arm like a piece of rotten meat, wrapped it casually in cloth, then carried He Ming's tombstone on his back, turned around and left.

"You want to leave?"

A headmaster roared, his eyes were red with anger.

He killed Xiao Shisan and even forced Can Jian to cut off one of his arms. He acted recklessly in the Sword Sect and humiliated everyone. Do you think he wants to leave just now? Su Han took two steps, stopped, turned his head and stared at the headmaster, the death energy in his body became boiling again: "Do you want to die? Or do you want Can Jian to break another arm?"

Those words were so domineering that the headmaster immediately did not dare to speak anymore.

"Useless thing, weakling."

Su Han snorted, his face full of disdain, and ignored him. He directly carried He Ming's tombstone and the broken arm of the broken sword, and left calmly, "My brother wants to be buried in peace. Who dares to disturb me? Then don’t blame me for being rude.”

He left straight away, no one dared to stop him!
  A Fei and others followed immediately, and they still didn't come back to their senses until they left the Jianzong Hall.

Su Han was tantamount to breaking into the Sword Sect all by himself. He didn't say anything about coming back safe and sound, but he even killed Xiao Shisan, the headmaster of the Sword Sect, and even forced Can Jian to break off his arm!
  "Head!"

Seeing Su Han leave, several masters rushed to Can Jian's side, "Master, your injury..."

Can Jian's face was extremely ferocious. He felt the pain on his broken arm and the humiliation caused by the wound. The flames in his eyes seemed to have solidified!
  "Tick...tick..."

The blood was still dripping. Can Jian did not deal with the wound and allowed the blood to drip: "I will definitely kill you! I will definitely kill you!"

After leaving Jianzong, Ning Que and others were still worried, worried that the group of people from Jianzong would go crazy and rush out to fight them to the death, but unexpectedly, they did not dare at all.

Su Han has an insect king on his body, and there is also the ghost ghost in the Tomb of Heroes. These two trump cards can make the Sword Sect fearful.

Once Su Han loses his life, how can the Sword Sect afford the loss?
  Su Han didn't speak anymore. He carried He Ming's tombstone on his back, and after getting on the boat, he sat cross-legged there, motionless like a statue.

"This kid... is so amazing."

Ning Que couldn't help but sigh, "At that moment, I felt my legs were shaking!"

"Hey, don't tell me it's you, I'm even nervous!"

The old Taoist Huang Ya smiled coquettishly, "It's the first time I see Can Jian feel so aggrieved, and the Sword Sect be so humble, and even have to cut off one of his own arms in order to save the Sword Sect's future. It's so refreshing!"

He knew that Su Han would definitely not release those ghosts and ghosts, as that would simply be an act of seeking death.

Even if he wanted to take revenge, Su Han would never risk his own life foolishly. He knew that Jian Zong couldn't afford the gamble, and Can Jian couldn't even afford it.

This time, Su Han won so domineeringly.

"what happened?"

Ah Fei still didn't understand. He was already prepared to fight to the death with Jian Zong, but he didn't expect that he didn't take any action from the beginning to the end. Su Han was the only one who killed Xiao Shisan, even more so. The broken sword broke off an arm!
  He had never seen such a strong Su Han.

"Who is not afraid of the things in the three forbidden areas on Tianji Road?"

Huangya Lao Taoist hummed, "It's called, the soft one is afraid of the hard one, and the hard one is afraid of risking one's life. Even if Su Han doesn't really want one's life, Can Jian doesn't dare to bet on it!"

Su Han wanted Can Jian to have an arm. If Can Jian could afford this bargaining chip, he had to give it to him. If he went too far, Can Jian would probably fight to the death, and Su Han would lose.

Can Jian didn't dare to take this gamble.

As long as he loses the bet, the entire Sword Sect will be seriously injured, and then other sects will take advantage of it and completely disappear in the world of three thousand sects!

"Only Su Han dares to play such a big game."

Ning Que turned his head and glanced at Su Han, who was sitting cross-legged in front of him. His eyes were full of excitement, "Damn it, I admire this guy!"

Su Han didn't say anything all the way back to Dongshan Island. After getting off the boat, he carried He Ming's tombstone and Broken Sword's broken arm, and went straight to the back mountain, erected the tombstone, and put the broken arm As a sacrifice.

"Brother, this is Canjian's hand, to comfort your spirit in heaven. My current strength is not enough to kill him, nor can I resist the sword sect's revenge, but I promise that one day, I will come to you with Canjian's head!"

(End of this chapter)