Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

There was dead silence in the hall.

Everyone looked at him blankly, as if they had not recovered.

a long time.

"interesting."

A sneer broke the silence, "Uncle Jiang, you seem to be awake... Who among the people present is not the best among the Martial King? Where does your blind confidence come from?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, with strange expressions on their faces.

"Infighting?"

A beautiful woman in a purple dress blinked her eyes. She had a graceful figure and a slender waist. She gently placed a slender hand on the beast-control bag around her waist.

Her eyes fell on Jiang Han, her beautiful eyes flickering.

Not far away, a tall and thick man from the War Demon Palace looked deeply at Jiang Han and waved to Shi Ling who had just walked into the hall: "Ling'er, are you injured?

Shi Ling whispered a few words to Xiaolu, and the two separated and walked towards their respective sects.

"What are you..."

The strong man stared at her for a long time, then suddenly frowned and said in a deep voice: "Did you use the Demon Summoning Sutra?"

"kindness."

Shi Ling nodded absently, his eyes falling on Jiang Han in the center of the hall.

"Who hurt you?"

There was a trace of anger in the strong man's eyes.

"It's those people from the small sects. They united and attacked us secretly. Sister Yao from the Imperial Beast Sect was killed by them." Shi Ling explained, "By the way, brother, you know the one named Jiang Han person?"

"People from the small sect?"

The strong man's eyes turned cold, and he looked at the figures not far away, without concealing his murderous intention, "I'm really tired of living! When I get out, I will lead people to destroy their sect!"

"By the way, with your strength, the Demon Summoning Sutra can only be used for short-term mental oppression... How did you escape in the end?"

"Brother, you haven't answered my question yet."

Shi Ling curled his lips and said.

"I don't know him."

The strong man rolled his eyes helplessly, "Who is Jiang Han you are talking about?"

"it's him."

Shi Ling pointed to the figure standing in the center of the hall.

"he?"

Hearing this, the strong man's eyes flashed, "I don't know him, but judging from his clothes, he should be from the Sword Sect. What, do you know him?"

"He is the master of the ninth peak of Sword Sect."

Shi Ling thought for a while and said seriously, "Xiaolu and I can only survive because of him. Brother, you are not allowed to attack him, he is my savior!"

The ninth peak master?

The strong man's eyes narrowed slightly.

The ninth peak of the Sword Sect has always been full of mysteries, making all the major sects very curious. It is the only peak with only the peak master and no disciples, and the previous peak masters are often talented people!

No wonder this Jiang Han dared to step into the emperor's tomb with his martial soul cultivation, and was able to save his sister from the hands of all the Martial Kings. His strength seems to be quite strong!

"Brother, did you hear that?"

When Shi Ling saw that he was silent, he frowned and his face became even paler.

"I heard it."

The strong man smiled bitterly, "But what if he wants to take action against me?"

"Well……"

Shi Ling was stunned. She obviously had not considered this situation.

"How about this."

The strong man looked helplessly at his sister, who had a particularly thick nerve line. "As long as he doesn't attack me, I won't attack him. If he attacks me, then I won't kill him, okay?"

"Yeah!"

Shi Ling immediately nodded vigorously.

The strong man shook his head slightly, and his eyes fell on Jiang Han again.

No one can predict what will happen next. After all, only a few people know that the "Martial Emperor's Edict" mentioned by Jiang Han really exists!

Among them, he was included.

…

"Shut up!"

Jiang Han glanced coldly at the Sword Sect member who had mocked him before, "I'm talking, when will it be your junior's turn to make comments? Do you know how to respect teachers?"

"you……"

The man's face turned cold and his eyes were cold.

"What am I?"

Jiang Han's body swayed and suddenly appeared in front of him, with the remaining Great Principle sword in his hand slashing down. "You don't respect your elders. Have you forgotten how your junior sister Han Lingyu died?"

"Jiang Han!"

The man's pupils suddenly shrank, he flew away and shouted angrily, "Do you really think I can't kill you?"

"Uncle Jiang!"

Several other members of the Sword Sect changed their expressions and stepped forward to stop them, "It is not appropriate to have internal strife at this time. People from other sects are all watching with eager eyes. If there is any conflict, why don't we wait until we leave the Emperor's Tomb to resolve it?"

At this moment.

There was a sneer on the corner of the man's mouth, and the long sword hanging on his waist suddenly unsheathed, stabbing Jiang Han in the crowd at an extremely tricky angle.

"Wu Li, you..."

Several other Sword Sect disciples were furious.

If Jiang Han is really killed by Wu Li, then once they leave the emperor's tomb, their actions in stopping Jiang Han will definitely be regarded as assisting Wu Li, and thus they will be blamed by the sect leader!

Qifeng and Jiang Han have already developed a deep hatred, but they don't.

"Step aside."

Jiang Han said coldly.

When all the Sword Sect disciples heard this, they immediately ducked away.

At this time, the sword edge was only a stone's throw away from Jiang Han, but he remained motionless, as if he was scared to death.

"die!"

Wu Li's face was filled with ferociousness, as if he had seen Jiang Han's bloody scene, and the corner of his mouth curved in a cruel way, "You killed me, Junior Sister Han, today, I will make you pay for it with blood!"

Buzz!

The shadow of the towering Heavenly Sword Mountain suddenly appeared behind Jiang Han.

In an instant, the Xuanpin sword in Wu Li's hand trembled violently, as if it had encountered something extremely frightening. It forcibly escaped from his control and fell to the ground with a clang.

"what happened?"

Wu Li was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he was still rushing forward, and then there was a sudden pain in his chest.

He slowly lowered his head.

A rusty sword was deeply embedded in the chest at the heart level.

"Do not worry."

Jiang Han held the broken sword of the Great Principle with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Your senior brother Mu Feng is already waiting for you below. With him and Han Lingyu as companions, you won't be too lonely."

"Did you kill Senior Brother Mu?"

At this moment, Wu Li seemed to understand something, and he laughed miserably, "Uncle Jiang, I... we will wait for you below! Master... Master will definitely avenge us!"

puff!

Jiang Han drew out the broken sword of the Great Principle and said calmly: "Gu Lingyan? I will try my best to get her on her way as soon as possible so that your master and disciple can be reunited."