Chapter 652

Yan Hanzhou's look suddenly changed. His look was heavy. His eyebrows and eyes were full of disappointment that he couldn't kill Hua wanwan.

"I blame my disciples for their incompetence. If the demon girl hadn't destroyed the master's hidden spirit array, we wouldn't be in such a dilemma."

Su Qinghuan shook his head.

"I don't blame you."

It can only be regarded as her carelessness, because Hua wanwan was originally Yan Hanzhou's harem. In the memory of the original owner, she only vaguely remembered that Hua wanwan was very obedient to Yan Hanzhou.

So Su Qinghuan subconsciously thought that Hua wanwan might not be so cruel to Yan Hanzhou, which made them loopholes by others.

Su Qinghuan turned away and opened his mouth to Ye Bingqing, the Cold Moon Fairy of mingjianzong.

"Taoist ye, the spirit sword has been recognized by my disciple's blood contract. I'm afraid we're no longer suitable to go with Taoist Ye. Let's say goodbye."

"Wait..."

Su Qinghuan was surprised and slightly raised her eyebrows in her heart. She thought that the hesitant color on the blue dress girl's face was because ye Bingqing admired Yan Hanzhou in her heart, so she was reluctant to part.

However, unexpectedly, ye Bingqing's eyes fell solemnly on Yan Hanzhou's nameless ancient sword with strong ferocity.

"Xianzun, with all due respect, Bingqing said, although the power of brother Hanzhou's spirit sword is extraordinary, I saw that brother Hanzhou faced off with the demon girl of the demon cult. The weapon's blood is bright. It's really not like a divine thing of our immortal family."

Ye Bingqing bit her lip. She hesitated and looked at Yan Hanzhou with sinister eyes. She only felt that she knew the boy for the first time.

"I'm afraid..."

Su Qinghuan had already guessed what ye Bingqing wanted to say, but she still deliberately let go.

"Ye Xiaodao, but it doesn't hurt to say that you don't have to be rigid. What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid this sword will increase the hostility of younger martial brother Hanzhou. It will not only damage his body, but also his heart of preaching. It will be difficult to fly in the future..."

Ye Bingqing is absolutely right. If Yan Hanzhou will sacrifice blood to the world in the future, if he has nothing to do with this nameless ancient sword, Su Qinghuan doesn't believe it.

However, Su Qinghuan didn't want to stop Yan Hanzhou from getting the opportunity of the spirit sword.

Su Qinghuan looked very calm. She looked at Yan Hanzhou with a heavy face.

"Han Zhou, can you feel the ferocity of this sword?"

"It's man-made, not to mention goods. Disciple... Now he has a blood contract with this sword. From then on, it is the disciple's life spirit sword. I don't want to give up this sword."

Yan Hanzhou bit his teeth. He was so eager for strength that he didn't want to give up even if he drank poison to quench his thirst in order to stand beside Su Qinghuan.

Su Qinghuan nodded.

"Indeed, the sword has no eyes. It depends on how the master drives it."

Su Qinghuan tacitly accepted the fact that Yan Hanzhou could continue to use this nameless ancient sword, and Yan Hanzhou looked a little surprised.

However, at this time, the footsteps not far away were more urgent. Even this time, without divine knowledge, Su Qinghuan and Yan Hanzhou heard the faint voice of discussion.

"What kind of Lingbao will have such light in this world?"

"Will it be recognized by others long ago?"

"Never mind him, this is the secret territory of Tianyuan. Lingbao is something that has been inhabited by capable people since ancient times. If others can't keep the treasure, dying in this secret territory of Tianyuan can only be regarded as his blessing!"

……

"Master, let's go."

"OK."

Yan Hanzhou's eyes flashed slightly, and he quickly looked at Su Qinghuan. The two teachers and disciples had a very tacit understanding, and soon the imperial sword swept across the sky.

Ye Bingqing, the Cold Moon Fairy in a blue Taoist robe, hesitated to look at their leaving back, and there was always a pimple in her heart.

Is there really no problem with the nameless ancient sword of younger martial brother Hanzhou?

If it's a magic weapon of the immortal family, why is it like... Gathering thousands of evil spirits?

Ye Bingqing couldn't understand it. She did agree with Yan Hanzhou and Su Qinghuan. It's not the magic weapon that's wrong, but the person who uses it. But does such a high-level spirit sword really control the fierce spirit with the cultivation of younger martial brother Hanzhou?

……

When the woman was worried, ye Bingqing suddenly heard a stir in front of her.

"Elder martial brother Ning, who is this little beauty who spits blood?"

"Wow, isn't this the new saint of the demon sect, Hua wanwan?"

Ye Bingqing was stunned.

The voices of those people sounded like her fellow disciples of mingjianzong!

Followed by, also mixed with the previous cry of the demon cult witch!

"What are you doing! Don't touch this saint!"

"When the tiger falls and the sun is bullied by the dog, I met you smelly fish and rotten shrimp. It's really bad luck!"

"Witch, don't be presumptuous!"

Ye Bingqing sipped her lips and quickly caught up.

As a result, several figures in blue and white Taoist robes were unexpectedly reflected in the line of sight, and who was the woman who was tied up and removed the magic tools at the moment, not Hua wanwan?

But Hua wanwan is much more embarrassed than before.

Originally, when she used the smoke bomb to leave, she looked very normal. However, at the moment, the woman's mouth was bleeding and her hair bun was messy, just like a thorned rose. She was completely a down-to-earth little beauty.

"Hua wanwan? Didn't you run away?"

Ye Bingqing frowned.

The girl in red, whose hands and feet were bound by fairy locks, immediately raised her head in amazement, and then her eyes were full of hatred.

"Where's your younger martial brother Hanzhou?"

"He... Has left with the Liuli immortal imperial sword."

Ye Bingqing pursed her lips and hesitated, but she still didn't tell the fact that the Lingbao was also taken away by Yan Hanzhou in front of her fellow disciples.

Although they are from a famous family, it doesn't mean that all decent sects are like gentlemen. There are scum who kill and seize treasure occasionally.

When the inducement was too big, ye Bingqing didn't dare to guarantee whether his casual words would endanger Yan Hanzhou's safety.

……

But Hua wanwan immediately Pooh.

She stared at Ye Bingqing with her eyes open, intending to lead the disaster to Yan Hanzhou.

"You can't think of it? Your younger martial brother Hanzhou, who came from a famous and decent school, not only took away the divine sword that had just been shining, but he was not a righteous monk at all, because he practiced magic!"

"What are you talking nonsense about!"

Ye Bingqing frowned.

Hua wanwan was trying to answer her, but a heart devouring evil spirit penetrated into her heart pulse, and the girl in red immediately rolled on the ground in pain, and there was no image at all!

"Ah, I'm in pain -"

Those famous disciples were shocked when they saw this.

"Isn't she invaded by the evil spirit of others?"

"Elder martial sister Bingqing, is Yan Hanzhou in the mouth of the demon really an undercover sent by the demon sect?"

Ye Bingqing just wanted to refute, but an individual sect elder had noticed Hua wanwan's previous sentence that Yan Hanzhou won the spirit sword, and the man threw his sleeve for private gain!

"It has long been said that the boy surnamed Yan is only 17 years old and has entered the later stage of the golden elixir. Our decent friars can't be promoted as quickly as the demon clan! I'm afraid he's really a spy of the demon clan!"

"Yes! The Lingbao still fell into the other party's hands! I'm afraid it will be even worse for the world!"

"Send my order down and hunt down Yan Hanzhou of Qingyun sect quickly!"

……

Su Qinghuan didn't know that such a big event had happened after they left.

She was in front of the imperial sword, but she was hit by the soul chasing nail. Coupled with the old injury, the figure of the immortal in white suddenly stumbled. The corners of her lips seeped blood, and the whole person fell straight into the clouds.

The boy who followed behind her was surprised!

"Master -"