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Chapter 667: Famous Party, Soul Breaker

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    "Why, do you recognize me?" Han Li asked indifferently as he looked at the old man in black with a flash of light in his eyes.

    "No, I recognized the wrong person. How could the junior recognize the senior!" The black-clothed old man shivered coldly from Han Li's cold gaze, and stammered hastily denied.

    "Admit the wrong person!" Han Li rubbed his chin noncommittally, moved his eyes away from the old man, and instead glanced at the other people, as if he really believed the old man's words.

    The man in gray gave the old man a puzzled look. Although he was also surprised, he was in a dangerous situation and didn't care about other things. He just wanted to say something nice to Han Li, so he took the opportunity to sneak away.

    Han Li didn't wait for him to speak again, and said slowly:

    "Since you are monks of the Ghost Spirit Sect and have found traces of Mr. Han, then consider yourself unlucky. I take your lives!" As soon as these words came out, Han Li's expression turned cold, and he flicked his sleeves  , more than ten cyan sword lights gushed out from the cuffs.  As soon as these sword lights came out of the cuffs and swayed in the wind, they turned into as many as thirty or forty streaks, sweeping towards the opponents overwhelmingly.

    The grey-clothed monk knew something was wrong when he heard Han Li's voice turn cold.  Seeing the astonishing momentum of Han Li's attack, his face became pale and bloodless.

    Naturally, he wouldn't stand still and wait for death. He turned around without even thinking about it, and countless black air suddenly burst out, protecting his figure, and then two flying forks, one gold and one silver, flew out of the black air, turning into  Two gold and silver monster pythons blocked the black air.  At the same time, the gray-clothed monk desperately urged the escape method, turned into a black smoke, and flew backwards, completely ignoring the life and death of the black-clothed old man and several monks.

    The Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators were shocked, except for the old man, all of them were decapitated under the invincible slash of the blue sword energy, and they had no power to resist at all.  When the old man was terrified, Han Li then flicked, and a slender black thread caught in the sword energy instantly shot into the old man's body, and the opponent immediately turned over and fell to the ground.

    Seeing this, Han Li stopped paying attention to the old man. He turned his gaze to the gray-clothed monk who had fled more than a hundred feet away, with a sneer on his lips.

    He calmly pointed at those sword lights, and suddenly more than a hundred blue lights gathered together, congealing into a huge blue sword in a blink of an eye, and then Han Li said "go" lightly.

    The giant sword made a low buzzing sound, and with a flick, it turned into a ten-foot-long blue rainbow. With an incredible escape speed, it caught up behind the black smoke in an instant, and the dazzling green light burst out.

    The grey-clothed friar screamed, no matter the gold and silver monsters transformed by the flying fork, or the black energy transformed by the cultivation technique, they were all wiped out under the blow of the giant sword.  Even the grey-clothed monk himself turned into a rain of blood.

    Only then did Han Li recall the magic weapon with his expression unchanged, and his eyes sank, and he returned to the unconscious old man.

    After thinking for a while, Han Li raised one hand without hesitation, and the old man's skinny body was sucked into his hand with a "whoosh" sound, a blue light flashed, and the other hand unceremoniously pressed on the old man's head  .

    After a full cup of tea, the fire in Han Li's hand lit up, and the old man turned into a cloud of fly ash in the flames and disappeared out of thin air.

    "It's actually an abandoned disciple of the Hehuan Sect. Dong Xuan'er! Unexpectedly, she also formed a pill, but why would she send someone to find me? It's really a bit weird." Han Li floated in the air with his hands behind his back, a look of surprise appeared on his face  .

    The origin of the old man in black is really a bit complicated.  He was originally a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, but because he made a big mistake and violated the sect rules, he was afraid of being drawn out of his soul, so he changed his surname and fled to the Ghost Sect, and has been hiding until now.

    Han Li naturally doesn't care about these things.  To Han Li's surprise, the old man had served under Dong Xuan'er for a period of time before, and Dong Xuan'er had already formed a golden core at that time, so he sent him and some other Hehuan Sect disciples to frantically search for Han Li for a period of time.  He even did not hesitate to let the old man and the others take the risk to sneak into the Nine Nations Alliance and secretly search for Han Li's trace.

    At that time, Han Li had arrived in Chaotic Star Sea early, so the matter was naturally left alone.

    The old man had seen Han Li's portrait at that time, so now he recognized him in astonishment.

    Now Han Li is completely puzzled.  He was not narcissistic enough that Dong Xuan'er would like him, so he never forgot to send people to look for him, and most of them had something weird in them.

    It's a pity that the status of the old man in black is not high, and there is no news about it.

    After thinking for a while, Han Li still couldn't figure out why Dong Xuan'er was looking for him, so he shook his head and put it behind him.

    No matter why Dong Xuaner sent someone to look for her in the first place, and what intentions she had, but now that many years have passed, it probably has nothing to do with it.  And with his current status as a Nascent Soul cultivator, there is no need to take it seriously.

      Thinking of this, Han dealt with the corpses of these Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators, glanced in the direction of Huangfeng Valley's original sect, and left the Taiyue Mountains

    Han Li didn't know that at the same time he was killing Yu Hong, in a hidden retreat room where the former site of the Moon Sect was hidden, a soap-robed monk with a thin and strange face, who was practicing with his eyes closed, suddenly frowned and sighed.  With a sound, after groping into his bosom, he took out a dull domino.

    The soap-robed monk played with the dominoes, and after a while, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and a stern look flashed across his face.

    After a while, he stood up and walked out of the retreat.

    Passing through a long corridor, the soap-robed monk came to a hall, sat down on the stone chair in the middle of the hall expressionlessly, and then a white light flashed in his hand, and at some point a small bronze clock appeared.

    With a loud sound of "Dang", the soap-robed monk shook the clock casually, and the humming bell sounded low and melodious, and it did not know how far it spread.

    Afterwards, the person put away the small clock, sat on the chair numbly, and became silent.

    But after a while, three alchemy cultivators rushed out from a few side doors in the hall, two men and one woman, and stood solemnly at the old man, all of them with expressions of awe.

    "Just now, the aura on the natal cards of your Sixth Junior Brothers went out. It seems that someone has murdered you. Although I don't know what happened, but my disciples of the Broken Soul Sect can't die for no reason. How many of you  Find out the murderer and bring him alive before me. Let me see who is so holy!" The soap-robed monk said calmly, as if he was ordering a trivial matter.

    "As ordered, the three disciples will do it immediately." The three male and female monks were surprised at first, but then they answered in unison with lowered hands.

    "Well! I hope that next time I summon you guys, the murderer will already be in the Immortal Prison." The monk in the soap robe, the soul-shattering real person of the Ghost Spirit Sect, nodded, got up and walked out of the hall without saying a word.

    There are only three soul-shattering disciples in the alchemy stage left in the hall.

    "Fifth Junior Sister, immediately send a sound transmission talisman to the people in the Taiyue sub-altar to see if they know; what happened to the Sixth Junior Brother. If they don't know, let them immediately send people to track down the whereabouts of the murderer. Que Junior Brother! You and several other sub-altars  The altar master has a good relationship. See if they can send someone to check if there are any strange high-level monks in the Yue Kingdom recently. As for the few of us, we will also send out capable disciples to track down the place where the sixth junior brother last appeared and see what is there  Any clues? Once the news comes back, the three of us will go out together and take that person down. After all, the other party can kill the sixth junior brother, and his cultivation level should not be low, so it's better to be careful." Among the three of them was dressed in black  The stalwart monk just thought about it for a while, and then said clearly.

    The other two, one is a woman in her thirties who still has charm, and the other is a scholar in brocade clothes who is full of yin.

    After hearing this, the woman agreed with a faint smile.  The Jinyi scholar frowned slightly, showing a bit of distress, and nodded reluctantly after a while.

    "Junior Brother Que, I know that you and the Sixth Junior Brother have an average relationship, and even have some discord. However, this matter was ordered by Master himself. If it cannot be done, I don't need to tell you that you know how powerful it is. Don't forget the original  Second Senior Brother and Seventh Senior Brother are not doing well, so they will be punished." The black-clothed man seemed a little worried, staring at the brocade-clothed scholar, he said coldly.

    "How could it be! Although the sixth brother and I are at odds. But he is dead now, and it is a matter under the orders of the master. I will do my best. Third brother, don't worry." The scholar surnamed Que heard  Yan, his complexion changed drastically, and he forced a smile and slapped haha.

    "It's good that the younger brother knows the pros and cons. Let's split things up." The black-clothed man said slowly.

    So the two men and one woman also left the hall and went about their business.

    A few days later, the monks of Ghost Spirit Sect found the place where Han Li killed them along the trail of those people.  After some investigation, Han Li's original cave was exposed.

    After hearing the news, the three soul-shattering disciples personally brought a group of disciples to the Taiyue Mountains. The three of them appeared in Han Li's old cave, standing in the pit left by Han Li's removal of the spring of the spiritual eye.  in front of.  The three of them looked at each other for a while.

    At the same time, in another place far away.

    Han Yunzhi and the woman surnamed Liu also brought the disciples of the Yulingzong to appear on a section of heavy mountains, hurriedly passed through this area, and entered the Yue Kingdom.

    (The high fever has finally subsided, and I feel much better now. It seems that I really need to stay up less late. Otherwise, the body will really be overwhelmed.)  , more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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