Chapter 765 The Living

Chapter 1027 The Living

"Get out of China!"

The voices between heaven and earth rang out in groups, and the shouts from the three ancient martial arts sects shook the sky. Ye Han was an ant to the holy land Kunlun, and the other party could destroy him with a wave of his hand. However, for these ancient martial arts sects, Ye Han was a cancer that could not be underestimated. If he did not die, these ancient martial arts sects would never have peace.

Therefore, at present, the Nine Night Saint King asked Ye Han to get out of China and never return. Although this was not a good ending for the three ancient martial arts sects, the cancer of Ye Han was temporarily eliminated for them.

Ye Han's eyes swept through these people one by one, and finally fell on the Nine Night Saint King who was looking down at him in the void. He seemed to want to engrave all these people in his mind, forever!

Above the void, the Nine Night Saint King looked directly at Ye Han. He did not take this humble ant seriously at all. Could there be anyone in the world who could surpass him? Therefore, giving Ye Han a chance to live was just a gift from him. If he wanted the other person's life, he could take it at any time.

One after another, they looked at the young man holding the dead madman on the stage. For him, the Ji family suffered heavy losses. Three pillars, one dead, one disabled, and one enslaved!

A miserable ending!

Above the void, the sloppy old Taoist looked at Ji Yanhuang who had been bowing his head. He smiled indifferently, walked out, looked directly at the Saint Lord Jiuye and said; "I wonder if there is still a place for me in the Holy Land Kunlun? My old friend is old, and there must be someone to accompany him."

"You also want to be a slave to the Holy Land Kunlun." The Saint Lord Jiuye smiled coldly; "Very good, then the two of you will accompany me together, become my Kunlun slaves, and never leave Kunlun Mountain forever."

"Thank you Saint Lord!" The sloppy old Taoist bowed slightly and walked calmly to the side of Ji Yanhuang.

"Brother Xiao, why are you doing this?" Ji Yanhuang looked sad.

"Old buddy, I'll accompany you. If you want him to grow up completely, you have to cut off all his escape routes. He can't always put his hopes on us." The sloppy old Taoist sighed, and he looked at Ye Han who was staring at him on the ring; "Child, you can only rely on yourself in the future!"

"Old Taoist!" Ye Han clenched his fists, his eyes flushed. The umbrella of protection he had always relied on, now, no one is left!

"Although he has experienced pain and suffering, this little guy finally survived!" Master Wuwo breathed a long sigh of relief. As long as he is alive, there is always a chance. Once he loses his life, then there is nothing.

Hua Qiuzhen nodded and said, "His father died in battle, his uncle was deposed, and his grandfather was a slave. I hope that after experiencing these things, he can grow faster. If he always relies on others, his potential will never be fully realized."

"From now on, this Saint Lord will announce to the world that anyone who dares to be an enemy of Kunlun Mountain will end up with the Ji family." At this moment, Saint Lord Jiuye's eagle-like eyes slowly swept across everyone in this world. Those eyes were so sharp that no one in this world dared to look at him.

Saint Lord Jiuye was very satisfied with this effect. Immediately, he waved his snow-white long sleeves, and the aura like a king slowly converged between heaven and earth, and the void went away. Behind him, the four great venerables followed, while Ji Yanhuang and the sloppy old Taoist followed behind these people with their heads down, looking like servants.

In an instant, everyone in the void disappeared, and the whole world fell into silence.

On the ring, Ye Han slowly stood up holding the madman, his sad face filled with terrible coldness, walked down the ring, and walked towards the foot of Qilian Mountain under the gaze of everyone. All eyes could only stare at his back, the back of the young man, thin and upright, carrying hatred and humiliation, and gradually walked away.

This time, he will leave his hometown, leave his homeland, without any strong support, and embark on a more difficult journey!

Behind him, a group of people followed silently.

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"Child, you have to be strong, you can survive, this opportunity is hard-won!" At the foot of Qilian Mountain, Ji Jiuqian was supported by Hua Lengyue. Now that his dantian was destroyed, he has become an ordinary person. Except for being able to walk, eat and sleep, all the power he had before has disappeared!

"Uncle, where are you going?" Ye Han looked up at the sky and asked.

"I want to go back to the Ji family. My father went to Kunlun Mountain. The Ji family cannot be left without someone to take charge of the overall situation. Moreover, I want to take my eldest brother back to bury him. That is where he will finally belong." Ji Jiuqian had tears in his eyes.

"Second Master, we will go back with you." Ji Potian said in a deep voice.

"No." Ji Jiuqian shook his head and said; "You follow him and go abroad. Your growth in the Ji family is limited. I hope that when you come back in the future, you can already stand on your own."

Hearing Ji Jiuqian's words, Ji Potian and Ji Diewu nodded silently. The pillars of the Ji family are all gone. Will the future Ji family go to extinction or rise? It can only be in the hands of these young people.

"Ye Han, hand over the madman brother to me. I will take him back to the Ji family. You don't want your mother to see him now, right?"

"God of War, when the time is right, I will tell you what the secret that grandpa didn't say is."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Seeing Ji Jiuqian, Hua Lengyue, and Military God leaving with the madman, Ye Han felt a sense of sadness in his heart. Mother, can she bear this blow?

"Boy, my condolences." The Sword God patted Ye Han on the shoulder and sighed; "You may really have to walk on your own in the future. Under the Kunlun Mountains, whether you can make a comeback depends on you!"

"Sword God, where are you going?" Ye Han asked softly.

"The living should always do something for the dead!" The Sword God looked up at the sky and said; "Kuanji Ji is famous throughout the world and admired by the world. Now that he is gone, I, as a friend, can't do nothing. From today on, I will continue to hunt Huangfu Qitian until you become as powerful as him. This is the only thing I can do for him and for you."

After that, the sword god left and disappeared into the world.

"The living must do something for the dead!" Ye Han murmured this sentence, and his fists slowly clenched. He, the living, must avenge the dead. Get everything back.

"Let's go back to East China!"

The group of people gradually left. He only had three days in the country, and what he had to do must be completed within these three days.