Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 670

Han Mo noticed Yun Fulai's gaze, and immediately knelt down and moved a few steps towards Jian Fengyun's direction, his face full of humility.

"Master Jian, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please let me go, I can give you all my wealth, I" Han Mo knelt down and begged for mercy, like a dog wagging its tail .

However, his extremely humble words could not affect Jian Fengyun's dislike for him, poor people must have something to hate.

"Hand him over to Han Xian'er." Jian Fengyun didn't even bother to take a look, and said directly, then turned around, and said, "The rest of the people will be killed in a while, and then they are going to follow me to Han's house Settle accounts with the Ouyang family."

"Yes!" Yun Fulai responded lightly, then stood beside him, waiting quietly.

Han Xian'er looked at Jian Fengyun gratefully, and then glanced coldly at Han Mo in front of her, murderous aura surged in her beautiful eyes, and the dark poisonous light in her hand flickered, as if it was about to erode the void.

Seeing this scene, Han Mo immediately turned ugly, and his body trembled slightly.

"Miss Han, what do you want to do? I'll tell you, I'm the great elder of the Han family, you can't do anything wrong." Han Mo looked at Han Xian'er who was approaching step by step in horror, and said in a daze.

"At this time, you tell me, you tell me, you are the great elder of the Han family, why don't you think that you are the great elder of the Han family when you kneel down and beg for mercy!" With a sneer, he said.

While speaking, between Han Xian'er's showy hands, a long sword glowing with jet-black light suddenly condensed.

Feeling the chill getting closer, Han Mo couldn't control himself anymore, and begged Han Xian'er for mercy, "Miss Han, I was wrong, I apologize to you, I beg you, my lord has a lot, don't kill"

Before the last word "I" fell, a dark sword light flashed, and everyone saw a smear of blood blooming on Han Mo's neck, accompanied by a splatter of blood, and a head was thrown away in an instant.

Han Mo's eyes widened, his field of vision spun around in the air for a few weeks, and then he landed on the ground and rolled fiercely for several weeks, watching his body spewing blood and slowly kneeling on the ground, still not understanding what happened, he Consciousness has gradually faded.

The head fell to the ground, and the blood spattered three feet, forming a pool of blood on the ground not far away.

All of a sudden, everyone who saw this scene couldn't help stepping back a few steps, with a look of shock on their faces.

"It's your turn!" At this moment, Yun Fulai looked coldly at the Han family around him.Several elders of the Ouyang family, and the nine holy guards who were abandoned by Zuo Zun.

Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!
Nine sword lights flashed, and the nine holy guards lay dead on the ground, blood spilled on the spot, and they didn't even have time to resist, and they cut off their vitality directly, which is enough to show how powerful the nine sword energy is.

The next moment, Yun Fulai's figure appeared behind the corpses of the nine holy realm guards, holding a long sword out of its sheath, and glanced at the elders of the Ouyang family and the Ouyang family who were already trembling.

When Yun Fu came to do it just now, they didn't see what happened at all. It was just that within a breath, the nine guards of the holy realm turned into corpses and lay on the ground.

This kind of terrifying strength makes these elders who have been in high positions and have no worries all year round feel terrified.

Seeing their terrified eyes, Yun Fulai did not stop. With a movement of the long sword in his hand, the sword energy gushed out again, and a burst of dazzling white light flashed alternately in the void.

Just when the elders of the Han family and Ouyang family thought they were about to fall, suddenly, a golden wall of light appeared in front of them, firmly protecting their whole bodies.

boom! boom! boom!
There was a burst of crisp collision sounds, and then the sword light disappeared, and dense cracks appeared on the light wall in front of the elders of the Han family and Ouyang family. However, although the light wall was seriously damaged, the Han family, The elders of the Ouyang family were not injured.

"Sage Lord Tianji, show mercy!"

At this moment, a spatial vortex suddenly appeared in Wanbao Building, and five elders of the Han family and one elder of the Ouyang family appeared at the same time.

I saw the elder of the Hanyuan clan headed by the Han family, holding an old scroll in his hand, and said to the Tianji sage in front of him respectfully.

"Five elders of the Han family!" Yun Fulai's old face wrinkled slightly. The five elders of the Han family belonged to the same period as him, but because they did not have the guidance of a strong master like Jian Fengyun, they were earlier than Yun Fulai. Many years have entered the twilight years, but their cultivation bases are all in the realm of the peak emperors, and their strength is not weak.

"Tianji Shengjun, the old Emperor Han ordered us to come and pay a visit to you, and pay a visit to the Fengyun Sect by the way. I hope that everyone in the Fengyun Sect will be a large number of adults and let the elders of my Han family go." Han Yuan's gray beard and hair moved slightly, facing Yun Fulai cupped his hands.

"Han Wudi!" Yun Fulai swept his eyes, and then said: "Even if Yun Fulai came, it's not okay, you Han family actually attacked our suzerain. It's on the face of Emperor Han."

For Yun Fulai, even the famous Emperor Han couldn't shake his determination to kill those who attacked Jian Fengyun.

"Well, Emperor Han ordered us to bring a picture scroll and said to give it to everyone in the Fengyun Sect. He said that as long as you read this scroll, if you don't want to let them go, it's not too late to kill them!" Pass up the old picture scroll in your hand.

Looking at the ancient scroll, Yun Fulai frowned immediately, and looked at Jian Fengyun behind him, asking questions in his eyes.

However, this time, Jian Fengyun didn't answer him, nor gave him any indication, but narrowed his eyes, turned around, and walked forward slowly.

The air seemed to be solidified, and the sound of the footsteps was particularly touching, as if every time one took a step, the hearts of the elders of the Han family and Ouyang's family thumped.

Seeing Jian Fengyun's movements, Yun Fulai immediately withdrew his momentum and gave way to Jian Fengyun.

Jian Fengyun stood in front of Han Yuan, looking at the simple scroll in his hand.

The painting scroll consists of a piece of gray-silver metal as the head and tail. When a piece of drawing paper of unknown material is rolled up and held in the hand, it looks like a torn painting that has been discarded on the street.

Jian Fengyun stretched out his hand, and gently placed it on the scroll, and then a silver light burst out from his body, and the veins on his arm suddenly burst out
(End of this chapter)