377 Fiercer Battles [I]
Now it was meaningless not to admit defeat, Leng Xi seems to have aged a lot in an instant, her ambitions have been torn to pieces by Chen Han’s thunderous means.
He shook his head weakly, and said with a wry smile: “If I had known today, we would have killed you at all costs seventy years ago. Unfortunately, all forces think that you are a threat, but it is not enough for us to use our last resort!” The hole card. Now that you are qualified to stand at the top, I am afraid it will be difficult to kill you, and the power under your command must be strong enough, otherwise you will definitely not show up in public.”
“Hand over Cang Yun. I have no intention of killing the Hanling Palace. In addition, I will spread the matter to Yanhuang, saying that Duanmu Rui’s son, Duanmu Chenhan, defeated the Hanling Palace alone.”
“You... Where are you going to put this door?!” Leng Xi had no choice but to stick to her last dignity.
“Then, I can understand that you chose to die.”
There was a strange five-color brilliance in Chen Han’s eyes, and he said coldly: “Which is more important, the so-called dignity or the survival of the sect, it seems that I don’t need to tell you?”
Leng Xi almost gritted all her teeth, if the other party really broke the Nine Nether Mysterious Heart Formation, at least she would be more balanced when speaking out, after all, it was an indelible fact.
However, with the help of Xueyun’s deterrence, he took the opportunity to heal his injuries, and he was still of equal strength today. How can it be said that he defeated the Cold Spirit Palace alone?
If he didn’t rest for more than an hour to heal his wounds, he would be absolutely sure to kill Chen Han. This was the most shameless lie.
.....
But...
He has no choice, Chen Han’s strength was too strong, although he alone cannot defeat the Cold Spirit Palace, but cooperating with Xue Yun was enough to kill 99% of the disciples present.
Even if he and the two strongest elders survived and the foundation of the sect was destroyed, how could these few people stand tall in the Yanhuang cultivation world?
“I want to know why you did this, just to humiliate our sect?” Leng Xi trembled with anger.
“Humiliate the Cold Spirit Palace?”
Chen Han sneered disdainfully, and said in a deep voice: “You think too highly of yourself, I don’t have the time or interest to humiliate the Cold Spirit Palace, otherwise it wouldn’t be three people who came here, but 300,000 practitioners. The Chilling Palace doesn’t leave chickens and dogs alone, so why waste time humiliating you?”
Leng Xi couldn’t help but secretly gasped. From the first contact to now, he could already see that Chen Han was not the kind of person who likes to brag.
Three hundred thousand practitioners?
This number was much more than the number of people who were hunted down by the four superpowers seventy years ago.
These are nothing, the key can be heard from his tone, the group of practitioners who were hunted down in the past seventy years, The strength has undergone an earth-shaking and terrifying improvement.
“It seems... the sky is really going to change? Hehe...”
There was only a wry smile left in Leng Xi’s heart, and she said weakly: “I will do what you say, and I hope you will show mercy to all parties. After all... Forget it, in your opinion, I have no right to ask for anything. , take care of yourself and bring Cang Yun up.”
The last sentence was addressed to the disciples. Two distracted disciples escorted a pale-faced middle-aged man over, who was the former head teacher of Xianyao sect, Daoist Cangyun.
“I haven’t seen you for so many years, how is the head teacher?” Chen Han’s smile was full of coldness.
“Chen Han, you...”
“Actually, there is no deep hatred between you and me. Human beings die for money, and birds die for food. It’s understandable that you want to snatch the key in the Zhenlong virtual world. Who made you stronger than me at that time.
“I...”
“This world is like this, the one with the big fist is grandpa, but you never imagined that you are just an ant to me now.”
Chen Han waved his hand indifferently, and said lightly: “Ding Hui, abolish his Nascent Soul cultivation base, erase all memories related to cultivating the true heart, cut off his original soul foundation, break off his limbs and destroy his meridians and throw Go to the secular world, let him fend for himself, and I don’t want to kill them all.”
Silk...
Many disciples of the Cold Spirit Palace couldn’t help gasping. This method seems to be kind from his tone, but it was actually more cruel than killing the other party.
Abolishing the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul was nothing, even if the Nascent Soul was gone, as long as the Nascent Soul exists, the memory of the cultivation base and mental method was still there, and there was still a chance to practice again.
However, erasing the memory of cultivating the mind, cutting off the root of the original soul and destroying the meridians, even if Da Luo Jinxian was alive, it was impossible for him to embark on the path of cultivation again.
He can only be an ordinary person in this life, and he plans to become disabled in his hands and feet, and his life in the future will be a kind of torment.
Life was better than death!
This was the real life was worse than death, but in Ding Hui’s view, it was indeed kind enough, so these people don’t know what Chen Han used to deal with the enemy.
“Don’t...don’t...” Cang Yun screamed horribly.
“You are much luckier than some people, what is this?” Ding Hui walked over and slapped Cang Yun’s dantian with a wave of his palm. It was a pity that he was banned by the same sect and had no strength to resist.
“Chen Han, even if I’m a ghost, I won’t let you go, I want...”
“Severing the root of the original soul, do you still have the qualifications to be a ghost after death?”
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