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"The first evil has not been removed, go down and rest first."

The emperor did not look at his nephew at all.

"Why do you have to do this? These blood of the rebellious officials will be dirty. There are nephews. These disorderly men are just looking for death."

The noise of the fighting around has gradually subsided.

The monk Jia family who lost his fighting spirit did not have any room for return under the murderous soldiers.

"Please, save me, wait!" The hands of the monk Jia family have been pressed on the steps, and even the blood has been worn out.

"Hey, no one has come to save you. The thief is dead!"

A soldier laughed and took a long knife and cut it at the monk Jia in his hand.

Seeing that his knife is going to fall on the head of the monk Jia, but at this time, his knife suddenly caught by people.

"Who, is it not fatal!"

The soldier's head was just to be raised, but he was lifted out by a great force and hit the ground heavily.

Click!

The neck of the soldier just fell on a huge stone, and broke directly, dying.

From the Lingquan temple, he even walked out of a child, and was black and dark. His face was still covered with dense black patterns, which made people shiver.

"Meet the owner!" The remaining monks of the Jia family were almost crying out.

Everyone in the scene was in a dead silence.

Everyone knows that Jia family leader has been closed for many years, but nobody thought that it would be like this after leaving the customs.

This strange looking boy in front of me is the owner of Jia family, Jia Han!

"Jie Jie, the emperor of Ye family, did not expect me to use such poisonous means, but I have not killed you yet. Your life is very hard." Jia Han laughs.

The emperor whispered, "I certainly didn't die, and I didn't damn it! This dragon and Sichuan is my territory. You are killing me by the emperor now. I am infatuated! "

"Hum!" Jia Han sneered, "but just as before, he would say something useless. I just ask you, even if my Jia family wants to rebel, what can you do with me, how can you stand me? "

"Jia Jia? You have been out of your family! " You wang Shizi sneered.

"Well?" Jia Han suddenly stared.

His divine knowledge swept to Jia family not far away from the emperor.

Jia family at this time, has already been dead, a dead.

"You! Men! All! It's time! "Die!"

Jia Han gnawed his teeth and the air around him was much colder.

"Ah, ah! My hand, my arm! "

Suddenly, a soldier began to scream and howl and roll to the ground.

Only then, on his arm, a layer of black blood vessels appeared, spreading upward from the hand, and finally converging the whole arm.

In less than a fragrant time, the soldier's face was covered with such black blood vessels.

The soldier shivered and exploded directly.

"No, Jia Han must use poison for old things!" You wang Shizi hurriedly took out the herbs that had been prepared for a long time.

These herbs fell on the ground, and they started to burn themselves, and a strong smell of medicine was filled with smoke.

"Just this, and I want to block my poison?" Jia Han is a big sleeve.

Suddenly, a gust of wind mixed with a strong poison, hit all people.

The emperor took a step forward and directly guarded the son of Youwang behind him. The real gas was put out and the poison gas was blocked.

Within 30 meters of the emperor's side, the toxic gas was temporarily unaffected.

But the soldiers outside didn't have such good luck. When the poison wind blew, several soldiers fell flat on the ground in a moment, and a few breaths turned into a beach of black blood.