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Chapter 1702: Bereaved Dog

Su Han actually had a way to deal with the living dead, which made them instantly become afraid.

Based on their realm strength, they want to kill Su Han, but they don’t know that Su Han’s formation is so powerful that he can seriously injure or even kill people of the ancestor level.

While becoming a living dead person, it also laid hidden dangers, and what made them even more worried was that they were discovered by Su Han.

Seeing that the earth-air dragon attacked again, the two ancestors immediately chose to retreat and not get entangled with the Canglong. If they were controlled, Su Han could burn them to death as long as he summoned a thunder and ignited the earth-air air!

"Where to escape!"

Su Han shouted loudly and controlled Canglong to chase after him.

This made Canjian's face turn ashen and ugly. The ancestor of his Sword Sect actually wanted to escape?

"Kill the Canjian today!"

Seeing this, the hemlock had an extreme combat power, "Beast, see how it is!"

This is the hatred of life and death!

The loss of Rashomon was so serious that it was thanks to the remnant sword. The face of the hemlock was extremely ferocious, like a crazy beast, pounced towards the remnant sword.

"Get out!"

Can Jian saw that several people were surrounded, and he couldn't help but feel a little afraid.

Especially the spiritual weapon in the hands of Ning Que and the old Taoist Huang Ya made Can Jian a little worried. Several people killed him at the same time. Can Jian Jian roared: "Get out of here!"

He swept across the sword, and six phantoms behind him were floating: "Don't seek death!"

The violent sword energy surged, like a tide, shocking Ning Que and others.

"Swish--"

Without a trace of hesitation, the Jianjian turned into a shadow and fled, without even wanting to fight head-on with them.

He now has Chu Feifan to use, so there is no need to take risks.

"Walk!"

Canjian shook a few people back and then quickly fled. The two ancestors no longer hesitated, did not bother with Su Han, and followed Canjian's figure and left quickly.

The earth-air dragon roared past, but after chasing for more than ten meters, it dispersed.

"Damn it!"

The hemlock was about to chase after him, but was pulled by the sea lion: "Stop chasing, you will just die if you rush over."

He turned his head to look at Su Han, knowing that Su Han could not last long, and if he really wanted to fight to the end, no one could afford to lose.

"I didn't expect that this broken sword also became a broken dog."

A Fei deliberately said loudly, "Canjian, be your dog, the Sword Sect will be a special place for raising dogs in the future!"

Canjian had already run far away. When he heard A Fei's voice, he just snorted coldly: "When you cry!"

Su Han took a deep breath, looked at Rashomon, who was bleeding from the river, and couldn't help but shake his head: "We're still late."

Even if they arrived, they could not stop them. How could ordinary people resist the three ancestors and Canjian join forces?

I really didn’t expect that the remnant sword would be so cruel and kill innocent people indiscriminately!

The hemlock eyes were red, and there were only a dozen disciples left in the entire Rashomon. Even the heads of the sect, except for the Black Soil, were killed by the broken swords.

Rashomon has severely damaged his vitality, and I am afraid he can't even enter the ranking of 1,000.

"Tie Master, this Canjian is cruel by nature and has now become Chu Feifan's lackey. Now that things have come to this point, there is no other way to kill Canjian and others and avenge all the disciples. Please cheer up."

Su Han looked at the hemlock and said, "Don't keep this Rashomon for the time being, so as not to return with the sword. Let's go to Dongshan Island with us."

It is not that easy to fight against Chu Feifan. After all, it was an evil demon formed by the three corpses. I don’t know how many years it took to take shape.

Especially those group of living dead people, they are powerful. In addition to themselves, there are only the spiritual weapons of Ning Que and Huang Ya Tao that can cause huge damage to them. Apart from that, it is too difficult.

Hemlock nodded, looked at Rashomon, which had become a ruin, and took a deep breath.

He walked to the mountain gate and knelt down with a pounce, and two lines of old tears fell: "The disciple was unfilial and failed to protect the sect, which almost destroyed the foundation of the sect. The disciple swore that even if he died, he must regain the majesty of the Rasho Sect!"

He kowtowed respectfully, then stood up, turned to look at the remaining dozen disciples, and said loudly: "I, Rashomon, will definitely become glorious again in the future. All of you should regard this as your mission!"

"Yes!" a group of people shouted with red eyes.

Su Han and the others would stay for a while, so as not to avoid the remnant swords and the siege of more people, and they would be in trouble at that time.

The group immediately left Rashomon and rushed to Dongshan Island.

Not long after they left, the sacred sword came out in the shadows, his face looked very ugly, and he was called a stray dog, of course he was unhappy.

"Do you think you can still come back to Rashomon?"

Canjian sneered, and a fire burned the entire island directly!

He was very angry. He didn't expect that he would lose an ancestor, Su Han's formation, to this day, to kill a Rashomon, and he was still very afraid of it.

"I can't deal with it, Chu Feifan can definitely do it."

The one who died was Chu Feifan's living dead, and he must be more anxious than himself.

After snorting, Canjian saw that the fire had risen, he immediately took the two ancestors and left quickly.

Far from afar, the entire Rashomon island rushed into a surging fire, and explosions kept coming.

The hemlock stood at the bow of the ship, silent, as if it had been drained from its soul. It clenched its fists with its hands and its nails were embedded in the flesh, and it was extremely angry.

"Canced Sword, either you die or I die!"

He gritted his teeth and roared in his heart.

On the other side, Su Han sat cross-legged and still did not give up any time to improve himself. He felt more and more that his strength was not enough.

"This kind of formation attainment is really amazing."

It can stimulate the earth energy and turn into a beast of the Canglong, and even kill an old ancestor of the Sword Sect. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it at all.

Before coming, A Fei and the others even thought of many joint moves to deal with the three ancestors, but they were all unsure. Unexpectedly, Su Han had a way out.

Thinking of Su Han in front of him, he was only in his twenties, but his realm was progressing by leaps and bounds. Now he was only one step away from entering the spiritual platform realm. However, during this period, they did not make any progress.

Sometimes people can really make people helpless when comparing with others.

"If you compare with this kid, you're boring."

Huang Ya Laodao touched his chin and said lightly, "I have already seen it openly. The stronger Su Han, the better. Anyway, I will never regret following him."

This kind of life feels a bit passionate, even if you may die in a bad life in the next moment, so what?

It's enough to live this age!

The long whip of the spiritual weapon wrapped around his arm in his sleeve made the old Taoist excited. With this treasure, he would not be afraid of having more living dead people next time!

"Yes, now the world of Sanqian Daomen is in trouble. How can we old guys stand by and watch?"

Ning Que's knife was behind his back and looked at Su Han, his eyes were filled with gleam, "Are you so embarrassed to let Su Han bear it alone?"

I am sorry for the updates in the past few days. I will make up for the minor ones next month. Thank you for your support.

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