The Heaven Ladder

After hearing the loud alarm, Xiao Yihan didn't show the slightest surprise. He slowly stopped his figure, stood with his hands down, eyes slightly closed, gathered his vitality, and stood quietly in place waiting.

"Hoo Hoo"

In less than a incense burning time, with a piercing wind, dense figures rushed frantically to him with their terrorist vitality.

Feeling the strong killing intention that was constantly spreading around, Xiao Yihan's face didn't change at all. He slowly opened his eyes and looked around, and a sneer of disdain arose from the corners of his mouth.

"One wuzun territory, twelve Wuhuang territories, with a pile of miscellaneous fish..." gently stroked the God's Elegy in his hand, and Xiao Yihan's face gradually darkened, "old man, drink to your heart's content!"

It seems to understand Xiao Yihan's words. The red and black light on the sword of God's Elegy flashes madly, as if an abyss demon who has been hungry for a long time is waiting for food to be delivered to the entrance.

"That's him! Don't let him run away!"

Soon, with a roar, the dense footsteps gradually stopped.

Looking around, Xiao Yihan was completely surrounded at this time. A crowd stared at him like a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Boy! You dare to break into the drew house. Do you think you've lived too long?"

Just as Xiao Yihan looked around the crowd quietly, a harsh sneer suddenly came into his ears. When he heard the reputation, he saw a strong man with a big knife looking at him with his nose turned to the sky. Looking at the arrogant appearance of the man, he seemed to pay no attention to him at all.

"Hahaha! Brother Qianshou Dao! Kill him!"

"Brother Qianshou Dao, how can you do it? You are one of the most important people in the Delu mansion. It's too flattering for you to do it! Let me do it!"

"Hahaha! Come here? Don't turn over the boat in the gutter. Let brother Qianshou Dao come!"

"Well, what you said is very true. I also feel that this boy is not very simple!"

Hearing the noise of the people around him, the pupil of Qianshou Dao flashed slightly. He couldn't help looking at Xiao Yihan carefully. A moment later, the contempt on his face gradually disappeared and replaced by a dignified touch.

"I can't see through the boy's strength, can't I..." staring at Xiao Yihan, the thousand handed sword whispered to himself, turned his head and looked at an old man next to him, "master, look..."

"Who is in charge here?"

As soon as the voice of the thousand hand Sabre fell, Xiao Yihan, who had been silent, suddenly roared, grasped the elegy of God, and his vitality gushed out in an instant. Sen Leng's killing intention then spread in all directions.

"I say this boy is not simple! This breath is at least a strong man in the Wuhuang territory!"

"Hehe, Wuhuang territory? He's just a person. How strong can he be? You know, our master is the best in wuzun territory! Killing him only takes an instant!"

"I just said that. How could he compare with the mansion leader?"

"No! Something's wrong with this boy! I'd better hide!"

Ignoring the frightened eyes of the people around him, Xiao Yihan stared indifferently at the direction of the thousand hand knife, and glanced at the old man beside him without leaving a trace in the corner of his eye.

"Who's in charge here? If I don't come out, I'll kill!"

"Go and find out his reality!" Chong Qianshou Dao made a look in his eyes. The old man gently stroked his beard and looked at Xiao Yihan quietly. A pair of turbid pupils were full of doubts. "Although the strength revealed by this boy is only the second heaven of Wuhuang territory, I always feel something wrong. Is it my illusion?"

After thinking for a while, the old man slowly shook his head. A moment later, a piercing cold feeling gradually poured into a pair of turbid pupils, "whether you are pretending your strength or not, you must die today!"

Just when the old man was thinking a lot, the thousand hand knife had slowly come to Xiao Yihan's face, held the big knife in his hand tightly, followed by his vitality, and became crazy.

"Brother Qianshou Dao! Kill him! Kill him!"

"Kill him! Kill him, we invite you to the Yinfeng building tonight!"

"Hahaha! Go to the Yinfeng building with your little money. I'm afraid you'll have no money if those little women just show up!"

"Cough! Those little women depend on us to support them. We won't go. They drink the West and north wind?"

"Drink NIMA! Brother Qianshou Dao is fighting! What are you talking about? This is!"

"Hahaha! Isn't this the end of Ming Hua? Calm down! Calm down!"

Hearing the comments of the people around, the face of Qianshou Dao also showed a trace of relief. He glanced at Xiao Yihan with his nostrils facing the sky, and a sneer was aroused at the corners of his mouth.

"Boy! You may not know who I am, but I..."

Before the thousand hand knife finished speaking, Xiao Yihan stretched lazily. The elegy of God turned slightly in his hand, and a touch of disdain gradually filled his angular face.

"I don't want to know who you are, I only know you are a dead man!"

"What a arrogant boy!" hearing Xiao Yihan's words, the face of Qianshou Dao turned red instantly, roared, threw away the big knife, wrapped in layers of knife shadow, and cut off Xiao Yihan's head, "today let you understand the gap between the double heaven of Wuhuang territory and the peak of Wuhuang territory!"

"The double heaven of Wuhuang territory? The peak of Wuhuang territory? Ha ha, interesting!"

Looking at the dense knife shadow that hit quickly, Xiao Yihan smiled and shook his head, and his pupils were full of ridicule. At the next moment, Xiao Yihan's pupils were suddenly cold, waving the elegy of God and welcoming him fiercely.

"Click"

The dagger collided fiercely with the elegy of God, and the vitality was entangled and rampant. It lasted less than three seconds. With the sound of explosion, the dagger smashed and collapsed in an instant. Together with it, there were layers of dagger shadows.

"Mansion leader! Help!"

Looking at the God's Elegy that had not diminished in the slightest, it was quickly cutting into his head. The thousand handed knife was surprised, and a layer of cold sweat burst out on his forehead. He couldn't dodge at such a close distance. In a hurry, he could only shout to the old man behind him.

"Boy! Leave someone under the sword!"

"Click"

As soon as the old man's voice fell, a crisp sound of broken bones rang. Then, the head full of unwilling and fear of the thousand hand knife shot directly at the old man.

"Disgusting!" he kicked the corpse of the thousand handed sword at the old man. Xiao Yihan turned his mouth with disdain, his pupils turned slightly, and looked at the old man, "it's your turn to be old and immortal!"

Seeing this scene, the noisy people around suddenly calmed down and stared at Xiao Yihan as if they were staring at a bloodthirsty demon. Looking at their timid appearance, it seems that they are not lightly frightened.

Gently catch the head and body coming straight. The old man was splashed by the gushing blood. Looking at the body completely soaked with blood in his hands, the turbid pupils gradually filled with a biting cold.

"Boy! You're looking for death!" he glared at Xiao Yihan fiercely. The old man roared and made a sudden effort with both hands. The corpse of thousand hand knife turned into powder in an instant, and the blood and flesh flew, causing a cry of surprise.

"Tut tut Tut, you don't even let go of your own body. It's really not a good bird!" glanced at the old man indifferently. Xiao Yihan clenched his teeth and his face became gloomy for a moment, "where's Jiemo?"