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　　"Don't kill me! I really know I'm wrong! I'm willing to quit the snare and even help you deal with Qin!"

　　"You forgive-"

　　Feeling the constant force on Han Fei's feet, Ji Wuye begged for mercy again under the stimulation of his survival instinct.

　　boom!

　　This time, before Ji Wuye finished speaking, his head had already been stepped on the ground, and his head burst to death!

　　"traitor!"

　　Cheng Jiao and the Six Swordsmen scolded in unison.

　　"Hehe, you hurt my god teacher, and are you still in the mood to scold others?"

　　Han Fei snorted coldly!

　　The mountain-like golden elixir was crushed down!

　　"how can that be!"

　　"Are you a fairy!"

　　puff!

　　With a few crisp sounds, Liu Jiannu and Cheng Jiao were crushed into blood mist before they even had time to draw their swords!

　　"Great!"

　　Yanling Ji and Wei Zhuang exclaimed.

　　"It's all the result of the gift of my god."

　　"Huh? This guy is fun, can he be resurrected and change his appearance?"

　　Seeing Cheng Jiao standing up from the blood fog slowly turning into the white and black double sword Xuan Zhen, Han Fei said with interest.

　　.......

Chapter 129

　　"Xuan Jian? That great swordsman who came back from the dead! The level of soul cultivation in this world is not low."

　　Han Fei exclaimed.

　　"I have long known that this would be the result. There are 8 levels of killers in the net, 'heaven, earth, killing, absolute, scorpion, charm, scorpion, scorpion'. sword."

　　"So, Zhenhou Chengjiao is not just the ghost of that fierce general. The real master is this - Yue Wang Ba Jian, Black and White Xuan Jian! Tian Zi No. [-] Killer!"

　　Wei Zhuang's face was solemn.

　　Because he felt the aura of Xuan Jian returning from the rebirth, it seemed that he was even stronger.

　　"As expected of the No. [-] killer organization in the Seven Kingdoms! Black and white Xuanjian is also a generation of swordsmen, and he has become a slave in the competition for power!"

　　Yan Lingji also exclaimed.

　　"You know too much..."

　　"My black sword has killed [-] masters for revenge, and this white sword killed [-] people for the sake of repayment. In order to cultivate the strongest swordsmanship, countless ordinary people have been killed or injured by my sword."

　　"Weizhuang, you are also a swordsman, give me a try on the sword?"

　　Black and white Xuanjian raised the corner of his mouth, staring at Wei Zhuangdao.

　　"Hehe, then you have to ask whether our sect master agrees or not."

　　14 Wei Zhuang sneered.

　　He is not a fool, nor is he an idiot who sees the strong as a challenge. Who would be exhausted to play with a net killer if there is no benefit?

　　"You? Can you control him?"

　　Black and white Xuanjian pointed at the bridge of Han Fei's nose with a black sword and wondered.

　　Because he couldn't feel Han Fei's aura of a strong man, he was completely a scholar.

　　"For the time being, I won't let Wei Zhuang fight you, because it will waste time and delay preaching, and I have always disapproved of members of my god sect pretending to be brainless."

　　Han Fei chuckled lightly, and then walked towards Heihe Xuanjian.

　　"Arrogant, courting death—"

　　Black and white Xuanjian had obviously never been despised like this before, and the killing intent was as real as he slashed at Han Fei's neck with two swords!

　　hum!

　　The two swords could no longer move an inch away from Han Fei, as if they were stuck in time!Lost all strength and sword intent perception!

　　Black and white Xuanjian's complexion changed greatly, and he no longer had the honor of being the only powerhouse in the world before!

　　"How holy are you!"

　　Black and white Xuanjian said with a cold sweat on his head. Facing such an unimaginable thing, even if he had died once, he was still terrified!

　　"Just a servant of the gods, no fuss."

　　"I'm curious, if you are killed by your own sword, can you be resurrected again? How about you try it?"

　　Han Feiju and Heihe Xuanjian approached and persuaded curiously.

　　"Yeah! It's a good idea, people are also very curious!"

　　Yanling Ji Jiao smiled.

　　"Same as above."

　　Wei Zhuang's cold face agrees.

　　Han Fei...

　　I found out that Wei Zhuang is also a person who can chat, but unfortunately I don't have the right to drag Wei Zhuang to the chat group.

　　"Dare to make fun of me like this, you are dreaming!"

　　"Ahhh!"

　　"Who the hell are you! What sorcery do you use!"

　　After struggling again and again, the incompetent and furious Black and White Xuanjian collapsed.

　　Because Han Feizheng took his black and white swords from his hands, and then slowly stabbed them into his chest!This fear of dying step by step made him collapse again!

　　"Dare to slander the blessing of my god is witchcraft, and that alone won't make you survive."

　　"Let's go, now that the rapid expansion of the divine religion is when money is needed, let's go to Ji Wuye's money bag."

　　After stabbing Heihe Xuanjian to death, Han Fei clapped his hands.

　　Yanling Ji and Wei Zhuang...

　　The two of them were beaten to death in such a dangerous way that in front of Han Fei, everything turned into a child playing house!

　　"Sure enough, everything is vain before the grace of God."

　　Wei Zhuang looked at the black and white Xuanjian who had turned into a corpse and sighed softly.

　　"It's too strong! People can't wait to build the gate of the kingdom of God! But if you can't get past it, it will be very embarrassing, ah, ah, it's so tangled!"

　　Yan Lingji waved her fist angrily.

　　"If you can't get through the gate of God, isn't it even worse for my sister."

　　"Don't waste your time, you stand on the carriage, and I will fly you over there!"

　　Han Fei smiled.

　　When he reached the Golden Core Stage, he already had enough mana to fly the carriage!

　　"Ah? Fly over in a carriage"? Then why don't you hurry!"

　　Yan Lingji jumped on the carriage in surprise.

　　Wei Zhuang also moved, and stood firmly on the roof of the carriage.

　　……

　　"My God! Look at the sky!"

　　"The carriage is flying in the sky! It's flying towards us, go and inform the master!"

　　"The gods are coming, the gods are coming!"

　　In the incomparably luxurious Emerald Manor, the servants and maids of tens of meters looked at the flying carriage slowly descending from the sky, screaming and worshipping.

　　"It feels so good to be a fairy!"

　　Yan Lingji looked at her servant who was crawling on the ground and worshipped her happily.

　　"They worshiped Han Fei. How proud are you?"

　　Wei Zhuang jumped off the carriage and said expressionlessly.

　　Yanling Ji glared at Wei Zhuang angrily, and secretly decided that if he could really return as a god, he would have to make this Wei Zhuang suffer a bit, and he would not speak at all!

　　"Ah? It turned out to be Young Master Han Fei!"

　　"This, this can still fly?"

　　The greasy and shocking voice of the Emerald Tiger could be heard in the distance. There was nothing he could do, even the wealthy and incomparably rich he had never seen a guest coming down from the sky!I'm afraid the guards in my own house can't hold the scene!

　　"The emerald tiger on the stone is rich enough to rival a country. Even the floor tiles of your manor are made of white jade. It really deserves its reputation as a luxury."

　　Han Fei looked at the white jade stone slab under his feet and said coldly.

　　During the drought in Nanyang, the Emerald Tiger raised prices and hoarded food, causing refugees to be slaughtered.

　　If Han Fei faced the Jade Tiger in the past, he could only slowly collect evidence and punish him with the law, but now, he doesn't want to be so troublesome, abandoning his literati feelings.

　　"Haha, if Young Master Han Fei likes it, you can take a few floor tiles back with you when you leave. It's also a little bit of the old man's heart."

　　Hearing Han Fei complimenting him on his wealth and rivalry, Jade Tiger felt great joy.

　　"What a brainless pig."