Volume Four Chapter 516 The Three Young Masters of Han

"Second Master Han, this elixir was discovered by my disciples first, but you suddenly snatch it, what do you mean?"

On the side of the Xuantian Sect, there was a beautiful young girl standing at the head, with a sassy figure, her eyebrows were drawn, her eyes were like spring water, she was very charming, but her heroic spirit was extremely compelling, especially the ancient jade sword in her hand. Before it was unsheathed, it had already exuded a cold sword intent.

Just seeing it makes people tremble in their hearts.

Eyes narrowed slightly, everyone in the Demon Soul Sect didn't seem to dare to look at the woman, as if just looking at her, that person's sword intent could chop off their heads at any time.

There was only one person, with a sneer on his face, a charming and charming man with an evil spirit in his femininity, but he did not let her face her, and said coldly: "Xuantian Sect's Jade Sword Fairy Shui Ruohua, Puyu is included, no Covering its light, it really lives up to its reputation. The long sword has not yet been sheathed, but it already has such a sword intent, which shocks people's hearts, I really admire it!"

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, do you want to let this spirit medicine go?" Shui Ruohua frowned slightly and said coldly.

Without realizing the evil laugh, Han Sanshao said lightly: "Elixir has no owner, who belongs to whom, why should we give it to you? Unless... If Fairy Hua is willing to accompany Xia Shuangxiu, then it can be considered!"

"Shameless!"

Unconsciously, her cheeks turned red, Shui Ruohua shouted angrily, and the long sword in her hand suddenly came out of its sheath with a clang.

In an instant, the waves were shining, and the sword energy was flying, but people saw a jade-like dragon like a long dragon, roaring and rushing towards Han Sanshao.

If this sword is stabbed, it will immediately be the end of a sword piercing.

Zhuo Fan watched from above, and couldn't help but secretly applauded. As a woman, it was rare to be able to stab such a sharp sword. It was almost the same as the momentum of the swordsman Xie Tianshang. tigress!

However, although this sword is good, she is only at the fifth level of Divine Illumination, but the opponent is a master of Divine Illumination 7th level. If the other party also has such excellent means as her, this sword is a stab in vain.

Moreover, such a sword move, which has no return, has put himself in danger. If it is not for life, it is really unnecessary!

Zhuo Fan shook his head and sighed.

Sure enough, the Third Young Master Han was not afraid of this sword, but laughed loudly and slammed it out: "Hahaha... It's just right, if Fairy Hua really has the guts, then you're welcome!"

As soon as the words fell, a red palm print more than two meters high suddenly appeared in front of Han Sanshao, and greeted him with a swoosh.

"Profound-level advanced martial arts, Soul Searching Scarlet Flame Palm!"

puff!

With a muffled sound, the sword and the crimson palm slammed into each other, but they froze immediately. Shui Ruohua's body stagnated for a while, but she still gritted her teeth and pushed the long sword forward.

At this moment, Han Sanshao waved his big hand, and the scarlet palm print spread out instantly, hitting Shui Ruohua fiercely like a star.

Because the distance was too close, before she could react, she was smashed and flew out, and she couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of red blood.

"Senior Sister!" Everyone from the Xuantian Sect shouted in unison, while the members of the Demon Soul Sect sneered and watched all this.

With a cold smile, Han Sanshao said with disdain: "Fairy Jade Sword, your Xuantian Sect is only the lower three, our Demon Soul Sect is in the middle three. No matter the martial arts, we are all above you. You see us. , you don't have to fight, just slip away, why are you so over-confident, fighting with us for this elixir?"

"Even if you find it first, what if you find it first, the strength of this continent is respected, and whoever grabs it in the end will own it!" Han Sanshao sneered and snorted softly.

Fang Taniguchi looked at the four demons here, and he also snickered and nodded in agreement.

"This silly girl, you've been shriveled this time, hehehehe... You deserve it, be right with our demonic way!" The evil spirit grinned, gloating over the misfortune.

The clever ghost also smiled and said: "It's more than that. If this girl is tied back to Shuangxiu by the young master of the Demon Soul Sect, the old face of Xuantian Sect will be lost, Jie Jie Jie..."

"Yes, yes..." When the other three ghosts heard it, they couldn't help nodding their heads with excitement.

Seeing this, Zhuo Fan was a little puzzled: "Why... Does Moce Zong have a big hatred with Xuan Tian Zong? Why do you seem to be more willing to watch Xuan Tian Zong suffer?"

"No, neither of them will deal with us. It's just that the Xuantian Sect is the right way. Of course, we, the devil's way, hope that the right way will make a fool of yourself, hahaha..." The evil spirit laughed of course.

When Zhuo Fan heard it, he laughed helplessly and shook his head.

Having said that, but...it's too narrow to act like this. After all, regardless of the righteous way and the devil's way, the final calculation is the benefit, not the orthodoxy!

You Ming jumped out of the family interests in the past, and only then made him what he is today, and he can finally stand side by side with Zhuge Changfeng and Leng Wuchang.

If the entire Moce Sect has such a narrow idea, then this sect really has no development at all!

Snapped!

With a soft sound, Shui Ruohua supported the jade sword, forcibly propped up her body, and looked at the elixir in front of her, her eyes glowing with hope.

"Fight again!"

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Shui Ruohua raised his long sword with a clanging sound and straightened it up again, facing the third young master on the opposite side!

Wrinkling his brows slightly, Han Sanshao wondered: "You have already lost, and if you fight again, you will surely die. Do you really want to die?"

"Hmph, either hand over the elixir or take my life away!"

The eyelids trembled slightly, and there was an unyielding firmness in Shui Ruohua's eyes.

Yi, gritted his teeth and said, "This elixir is related to the life of my young master, and I must take it back!"

Unconsciously raising his brows, Han Sanshao couldn't help sneering: "Oh...that sick seedling, hahaha...he deserves to die when he was born. He was born with imperfect five elements, so what is he doing in this world?"

"Shut up, I will never let my little brother have an accident!" Gritting his teeth fiercely, Shui Ruohua stepped on his foot again, rushed up, and stabbed with a sword.

But this time, her sword stance was no longer as sharp as before, even less than one-tenth of what it was just now. Obviously, she was seriously injured and could not do anything.

Disdainfully pouted, Han Sanshao just waved his hand at will, and a gust of wind suddenly fanned out.

Touch, there was another loud noise, Shui Ruohua was slammed into the air, blood spurted out of his mouth, but his eyes were full of loneliness, and tears flashed from time to time!

Little brother, I'm sorry, your life... I can't save my sister...

Snapped!

However, at this moment, her body suddenly stopped. She seemed to feel a strong arm hugging her firmly behind her. When she opened her eyes, she saw a strange and indifferent face.

"You...you are..." Shui Ruohua frowned slightly, and Shui Ruohua said in doubt.

Unconsciously chuckling, Zhuo Fan said lightly: "Don't think about it, we don't know each other. It's just that girl, you look very similar to someone!"

It seems that Chu Qingcheng's eyes that he gave up his life for Huayulou again appeared in front of him. Zhuo Fan took a deep breath and laughed softly: "You have such similar temperaments, you must be very close together!"

Shui Ruohua's brows furrowed even deeper, she didn't understand what he was talking about.

Jie Jie Jie Jie...

Suddenly, four strange laughter suddenly sounded, and then saw the four black smoke flashing, but the four ghosts of the magic strategy suddenly came to them, laughing again and again: "Hahaha... The mantis catching the cicada oriole is behind, you guys Don't fight between the two sects, this ninth-grade elixir belongs to our Moce Sect, hehehe..."

"What, you are Moce Zong?" Unknowingly startled, Shui Ruohua was even more vigilant about Zhuo Fan, and as soon as he struggled, he broke away from his embrace, stepped back in a hurry, and distanced himself from him.

Han Sanshao also raised his brows, took a deep look at the four of them, and frowned: "Moce Sect? Unexpectedly discovered a spirit medicine that will attract the three major sects to snatch it, hum hum hum, it is very strange. Interesting..."

Zhuo Fan looked at everyone's reaction, couldn't help chuckling, shook his head helplessly, then went straight to the four ghosts of Moce, and asked with a smile, "You four, what did you just say, say it again?"

"Uh, I said this elixir is ours, I'm right, Butler Zhuo!" The fierce ghost licked his face and laughed.

But as soon as these words fell, he heard a crisp sound, Zhuo Fan slapped him fiercely, and cursed: "Yes, you are a ghost, you are people who have been with Lao Tzu for so long. Now, don’t you know about Lao Tzu’s net worth? The ninth-grade elixir is also worth grabbing? Are you all beggars?”

Uh……

Zhuo Fan's words echoed throughout the valley, and the four ghosts of Moce heard it, felt aggrieved, and remained silent, but the people of Xuantian Sect and Demon Soul Sect had already fallen black lines on their heads.

Who the hell is this, those who grab the ninth-grade elixir are all beggars, who is he insulting?

Han Sanshao even smiled coldly, looked at Zhuo Fan with a bad face, and gritted his teeth: "When did Mocezong become so arrogant, local tyrant, a disciple of the sixth level of the Tianxuan, who doesn't even take the ninth-grade elixir Take it seriously. If this is the case, then the Demon Soul Sect, which is one of the three sects of ours, should go to the Moce Sect, one of the three lower sects, and hug your thighs. Local tyrants, we are friends Bar!"

Han Sanshao made a sarcastic voice in a low voice, and when everyone in the Demon Soul Sect heard it, they couldn't help laughing out in unison, looking at the eyes of the four Zhuo Fan, full of contempt.

Where the hell did this bastard come out of, a fake, this fake is too low level, no one will believe it at all!

The ninth-grade elixir doesn't care, there is no other sect in the entire Western Province so arrogant.

Only the four ghosts of Moce know the truth, but looking at Zhuo Fan, his eyes are still full of puzzlement.

"Butler Zhuo, since you don't want to grab the medicine, why did you suddenly run out? Let's watch the fun, shall we?" The fierce ghost covered his flushed cheeks and said with a sullen mouth.

Zhuo Fan chuckled lightly, without covering it up, raised his hand and pointed to Shui Ruohua's position, and said, "I jumped out for one thing, save her!"

In an instant, everyone was not surprised, how could the people of Moce Sect save their Xuantian Sect sect casually? The disciples of the two sects are still together often, fighting each other!

Shui Ruohua couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but looking at Zhuo Fan's serious eyes, he couldn't help his cheeks blushing, and his little heart couldn't help beating.

What is this kid trying to do...