Chapter 1319 Seeing Huangfu Hao Again

"Woo..."

Ghosts cry, wolves howl, and the wind howls.

A gray cyclone swept across the space of the Nayang Zen Terrace, and a dark, cold and murderous atmosphere invaded the world.

In the Hall of Soul Refining, the cold man named Xue Han is like a god of death who seduces the soul and kills him. The ghost-headed sickle in his hand glows with a dark and cold light, and the black mist rises in the sky, like a gathering of monsters and demons.

"Those who are not afraid of death, come here!"

Everyone's complexion changed, and many people showed panic.

But there are also quite a few people whose eyes reveal a hint of sternness.

"Hmph, forgive me, Xue Han, no matter how powerful you are, you can't match the joint attack of all of us. The secret key is shared by anyone who sees it. How can you have it all by yourself."

"That's right, so what about a genius on the Billboard? We have so many people, are you afraid that he won't succeed?"

"Everyone together."

"kill!"

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The wages of avarice is death.

The people who refused to give up all set off a fierce and powerful momentum and launched a group killing and siege towards Xue Han who was in the middle.

One after another majestic palm strength is like a mountain pressing down.

The phantom of the sword light, the light of the sword splits the sky.

The splendid combat martial arts are like intertwined divine rainbows, stunning the sky.

A ship is far not far, a ghost ship hates a war

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"Hey, I like people who don't want to kill themselves." Xue Han smiled, holding a ghost-headed sickle in one hand, leaning forward, waving the cold sickle out, with a sound of "咻..." The bloody arc-shaped knife shadow of black light swept across the sky.

The bitter breath of death went straight to the depths of the bone marrow.

"Hiss..."

The sharp sound of the flesh being cut was mixed with a series of shrill screams,

The chests of the seven or eight people rushing forward burst open instantly, and warm blood splashed several meters high like a fountain.

"Hey, is it fun? Feel the sound of blood dancing in the wind..."

Following the sinister laugh, another blood-colored sickle crossed across in a cross shape, and those people were too late to escape, and their bodies were cut in half in endless panic.

...

"you?"

"Asshole!"

Leng Kexing alone

"kill him."

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Enemy Division is not alone Chayou Gusun Zaoyang

Everyone was shocked and angry, their eyes were red, and all kinds of forces rushed in.

The Enemy Division is not alone Chayou Gusun Zaoyang Everyone was startled again and again, all showing awe.

The combined power was like a violent wind blasting towards Xue Han who was on the meditation platform below.

"Boom!"

The terrifying power concentrated and crushed, and the majestic momentum overwhelmed mountains and seas, and most of the huge Zen platform collapsed immediately, and the violent shock wave instantly submerged Xue Han in it.

"Humph!"

"go to hell!"

"It seems that he is nothing more than that."

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The enemy's complex with distant places hates Mogu Zaotaizhan

Everyone showed a little joy, and each of them let out a sigh of relief.

But just in the next second, scalp-numbing weird laughter sounded in everyone's ears.

"Hey, I caught you..."

What?

The hearts of everyone present trembled suddenly.

Suddenly, a bone-piercing cold wave came from behind the dozen or so people who had just launched the attack. Without any time to react, a blurry phantom holding a sickle appeared behind those people.

Like death from hell.

Those phantoms were invisible, but exuded a strong breath of death.

...

"Behind!"

Enemy is not far

"Be careful!"

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Together with the anxious exclamation of others, "Hiss..." A series of intertwined sharp sounds overlapped almost simultaneously, dazzling arcs of crescent moons streaked across the sky, and then slender blood arrows shot high into the sky, followed by more than a dozen Everyone's round heads were thrown out together.

The picture that hit everyone's visual nerves seemed to have fallen into a static state.

The expression of extreme fear was all fixed on the face.

The blood rained down, and horrible corpses fell from the sky one after another, quickly staining the ancient city buildings below.

At the same time, those illusory phantoms of death turned into clouds of smoke and merged into one body, limbs and bodies immediately turned into substance, and Xue Han's pale and cold face emerged from the fog.

"Good show!"

...

The chaos created by the killing began to erupt in full force.

The cruelty of Xue Han's methods is frightening.

In his view, killing people is like a kind of enjoyment.

You could see the excited light in his eyes.

However, any person would be very afraid of this.

...

At this moment, Chu Hen, who was outside the battle situation, quietly watched the endless bloody melee in front of him.

Regarding the massacre in front of him, his emotions did not fluctuate much.

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"Hey, ninety-three people have been killed today, how about making up a hundred?"

Xue Han's eyes lightly swept over the frightened crowd.

When the other party said that they wanted to make up a hundred, the surrounding crowd couldn't help trembling, and they all retreated, thinking of retreating.

"Don't run, whoever dares to run first, I will kill whoever!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces turned pale, and none of them dared to move.

Xue Han stood in the air like a tyrant in charge of life and death, teasing everyone with a playful attitude.

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However, at this moment, several handsome young figures suddenly stepped out from the crowd behind.

Compared with the other people who fell into fear, the expressions of these people are particularly calm, and they are even quite relaxed.

They walked unhurriedly from a cable flying bridge to the side of the high platform in the center, and looked up at Xue Han who was in the sky in front of him.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Xue Han is really as ruthless as the rumors say, I admire, admire..."

The sudden appearance of the "early bird" really surprised everyone present.

The speaker was a young man with a gentle smile on his face. He touched his nose lightly and looked at him with a smile.

Xue Han frowned slightly, also a little surprised.

"Come sign up..."

"A mere lowly name, nothing to worry about... I am a nobody, Linghuang Valley, Tang Ci..."

"Wow!"

Everyone was startled again and again, all showing awe.

Of course, what everyone was afraid of was not the young man named 'Tang Ci', but the three words 'Spiritual Phoenix Valley'. Among the sect forces in Lu, Spiritual Phoenix Valley could definitely be named.

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However, at this moment, Chu Hen's eyes, who were hiding outside the battle situation, trembled slightly.

His attention fell firmly on a tall figure behind Tang Assassin.

It was a young man in his early twenties. It seemed that everyone present was younger. His handsome and firm facial features revealed an inherent nobility.

Sun Bubuyuan is alone with the ball Moyang Shu Qiuku

Chu Hen clenched his fists lightly, feeling restless again.

"Huang, Fu, Hao..."

Thousands of thoughts entangled like a spider stuck in his heart, Chu Hen let out a long breath, and finally no longer doubted.

Even though the man was more mature in stature and appearance, Chu Hen still confirmed at a glance that the man was Huangfu Hao, the subjugated monarch of the Sacred Star Dynasty.

Since Huangfu Hao is here, then Huangfu Qing must also be here.

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