The terrifying howling made my scalp numb!

This is something in the hero's tomb!

Those young generations of talented sons, just got a little bit of aura, lost their future, and all their talents were covered up. If they were touched by this thing, they would undoubtedly die.

The entire hall is the mainstay of the Sword Sect now, and it is also the future of the Sword Sect. As long as the remnant sword does not agree, the Sword Sect will collapse in an instant!

And the price Su Han paid was only his life.

In the eyes of Canjian, Su Han’s life is too cheap! How to compare it with his Sword Sect?

"Break!"

Su Han shouted, and the phantom of the evil ghost behind him had already broken free from his hands. The sound of the roaring mouth was even more terrifying, "I only counted three! Three, two..."

"Puff!"

Without waiting for the heads of the Sword Sect to stop him, Canjian waved his sword with his left hand and cut off his entire right arm directly. Blood splattered, revealing the thick white bones.

"Sect Master!"

"Your leader!"

The group of leaders all turned pale, and they all became dumbfounded as they watched the sword cut off their arms and fell to the ground.

How could the Cancel Sword surrender?

How could he listen to Su Han?

Being humiliated like this!

"Are you satisfied?" Can Jian took a deep breath, his face pale, and the section of the bones in the broken arms was smooth. If it weren't for the long sword of Taoist artifacts, he wouldn't have been able to do this.

Blood kept dripping, ticking, dyeing the ground red.

The entire hall became quiet, and all the masters and disciples of the Sword Sect opened their mouths, completely unable to believe what was happening in front of them.

The broken sword actually...

"It's quite satisfactory."

Su Han sneered, his expression changed slightly, and he glanced at Canjian, "This is the price you should pay."

"I will definitely kill you!"

The sound of the sacred sword was like coming from the Nine Nether Hell, mixed with anger and murderous aura, almost crazy!

He has no choice!

If he doesn't agree, with the madman Su Han's personality, he will definitely be bothered and fight with the Sword Sect to the death.

He can do not want Su Han’s life, but he must consider the future of the Sword Sect!

Behind him, Huangya Taoist and Ning Que couldn't help but take a breath when they saw this scene.

He forced a person like Canjian to cut off his arm!

Who can do these three thousand sect worlds?

"It's cruel enough!"

Ning Que couldn't help but say that he was completely convinced by Su Han.

"My hair is standing up all over my body." The old Taoist Huangya slowly let out a breath. If Su Han really did not do anything and fought to the death, then everyone would die today, and this was simply gambling!

But in the end, Su Han won the bet, and Canjian didn't dare to gamble with the future of the Sword Sect!

He is just a boy who has just broken through to the Mahayana realm!

"I'll wait for you to kill me."

Su Han controlled the copper coin ring and gradually gathered the ghost ghost's soul, and his body became much more calm.

He picked up the broken arm of the broken sword, as if he was holding a piece of rotten meat, wrapped it in cloth casually, carried He Ming's tombstone, turned around and left.

"You want to leave?"

Some head yelled, his eyes red with anger.

Killing Xiao Shisan even forced the Jian Jian to cut off his arm. In this way, he acted recklessly in the Sword Sect and humiliated everyone. Now, do you want to leave just by saying that you want to leave?

Su Han took two steps, stopped, turned his head and stared at the head of the sect, and the dead aura on his body became boiling again: "Do you want to die? Or do you want the remnant sword to break another arm?"

The extremely domineering words made the head sect dare not speak again.

"Useless stuff, cartilage."

Su Han snorted, his face full of disdain, ignored him, and directly carried He Ming's tombstone on his back, carrying the broken arm of the broken sword, and left calmly, "My brother is going to be buried in peace. Whoever dares to disturb him, don't blame me for being rude."

He left straight away, no one dared to stop him!

A Fei and others immediately followed, and had not come back to their senses until they left the Sword Sect Hall.

Su Han is like a man who broke into the Sword Sect alone. Not only did he come back safely, he even killed Xiao Shisan, the leader of the Sword Sect, and forced the Jian Jian to cut off his arm!

"Sect Master!"

Seeing Su Han leave, several heads rushed to Canjian, "Your injury is yours..."

Canjian's face was extremely ferocious. He felt the pain on his broken arm and the humiliation brought to him by the wound. The flames in his eyes seemed to have condensed into substance!

“Tick…tick…”

The blood was still dripping, and the Canjian did not take action to treat the wound, allowing the blood to drip: "I will definitely kill you! I will definitely kill you!"

After leaving the Sword Sect, Ning Que and others were still scared, worried that the group of people in the Sword Sect would rush out and fight to the death with them, but unexpectedly, they didn't dare to do so.

Su Han has an insect king on his body, and there is also a ghost ghost in the hero's tomb. These two aces can make the Sword Sect very afraid.

Once Su Han loses his life, how can the Sword Sect afford to lose?

Su Han didn't say anything anymore. He Ming's tombstone was on the boat and sat cross-legged there like a statue, motionless.

"This kid...is amazing."

Ning Que couldn't help but sigh, "At that moment just now, I felt my legs tremble a little!"

"Hehe, don't say it's you, I'm nervous!"

The old Taoist Huang Ya smiled embarrassedly, "It's the first time I saw Canjian so aggrieved. Seeing Jianshe Sect so humble, even having to cut off his arm to protect the future of Jianshe Sect, I feel so relieved!"

He knew that Su Han would definitely not release those evil ghosts, and that was simply a behavior of seeking death.

Even if he wanted to take revenge, Su Han would never use his life to exchange it. He knew that the Sword Sect could not afford to bet, and the Sword Sect could not afford to bet even more.

Su Han won this game too domineeringly.

"What the hell is going on?"

A Fei still didn't understand. He was already ready to fight the Sword Sect, but unexpectedly, he did not take action from beginning to end. Only Su Han killed Xiao Shisan, and forced the Jian Jian to cut off his arm!

He had never seen Su Han like this powerful.

"Who is not afraid of things in the three forbidden areas of Tianji Road?"

Huang Ya snorted, "This is called "soft is afraid of hard people, and hard people are afraid of life. Even if Su Han is not really afraid of life, he dare not bet on the sword!"

Su Han wanted a sword to have an arm, and he could afford this chip, and he had to give it to him. If it was too much, the sword would probably really fight to the death, and Su Han lost.

In this gambling, Can Jian dare not gamble.

As long as he loses a bet, the entire Sword Sect will be greatly damaged, and then the other sects take advantage of the situation and disappear completely in the world of the Three Thousand Sects!

"The only one who dares to play such a big game is Su Han."

Ning Que turned his head and looked at Su Han who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, his eyes full of excitement, "That's so sissy, I admire this kid!"

After returning to Dongshan Island, Su Han didn't say anything. After getting off the boat, he carried He Ming's tombstone on his back, carried the broken arm of the broken sword, and went straight to the back mountain, erected the tombstone, and used the broken arm as a sacrifice.

"Brother, this is the hand of the Canjian. I comfort you in the sky. My current strength is not enough to kill him, nor can I resist the revenge of the Sword Sect, but I promise that one day, I will come to see you with the Canjian head!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!