Chapter 594 Please forgive my sins

   "Boy, are you courting death?"

  Han Qiujiang wanted to go up and teach Ji Yao a lesson, this kid has been chattering since just now.

   But before he got close, he suddenly felt a biting cold wind blowing from his back. Before he had time to look back, he was swept in front of Xiao Jiuhan by a whirlwind.

   Face to face with Xiao Jiuhan for the first time, Han Qiujiang used all his spiritual power to try to break free from control, but it was a gnat that shook the big tree, unable to move at all.

  Xiao Jiuhan looked at him indifferently: "Old Five is right."

  Han Qiujiang opened his eyes wide, and then Xiao Jiuhan threw him to Yuan Yingzhan like trash.

"killed."

  Yuan warped and hooked his lips, simply and neatly, which was exactly what he wanted.

   "Yes." He said casually.

  In fact, Han Qiujiang's strength is not weak, but compared with Yuan Zhan, he is not enough. He is only passively beaten throughout the whole process.

   After all, Han Qiujiang is the suzerain Han Qianzhong's younger brother and the high priest's uncle. The four elders wanted to go up to rescue him, but a strong wind stopped them with ice debris.

   "Why, didn't you come here for the deity?"

  The cold voice aroused heavy echoes in the empty room.

  The four elders subconsciously felt a little guilty, and for a while, no one dared to step forward.

  Xiao Jiuhan raised his hand, his palm stirred a galaxy-like vortex, gradually rising.

   "What are you afraid of? She has long since lost her original strength, the four of us will go together!"

  The elder headed by shouted and took the lead.

People are always like this, when no one is moving, no one dares to take the lead, but once there is the first one who stands out, the rest will become a mob. rushed out.

especially.

  She has long since lost her original strength.

  This sentence seems to have given them great confidence and courage, forcing out their inner fear, ambition, guilty conscience and other ugly emotions, mixing them together, and turning them into a fierce and fierce killing move.

   On the other side, Han Qiujiang had been beaten by Yuan Yingzhan so that he couldn't get up anymore, lying on the ground with his face pressed against the ground and tilted to one side, with blood flowing from his mouth, meandering to the ground.

  His eyes were facing the direction of the eldest son Han Linchuan.

   "Father..." Seeing his father's miserable condition, Han Linchuan subconsciously took a step, wanting to shout.

  The moment he opened his mouth, he caught a glimpse of Xiao Jiuhan's profile.

During the fight, Xiao Jiuhan's speed was so fast that he could only see what he looked like at that moment, but with this glimpse, what he saw was like a pair of pliers made of cold iron, tightly strangled him by the throat.

  —Silver pupil!

   "Zhen Lingtong?!" an elder in battle uttered in horror.

   This sound just happened to hit Han Linchuan's heart like a heavy hammer.

  He took a small step towards his father and took it back by a ghost.

   Xiao Jiuhan knocked the three elders in front of him away with his own strength.

  Han Linchuan took a step back uncontrollably.

   "This is impossible! Zhenlingtong, Zhenlingtong has clearly..."

   "How is this possible? It's fake! It must be fake!"

  The elders were startled and frightened, their voices were getting higher and higher, but their hearts were getting weaker than the other.

  An elder's expression changed, and he suddenly knelt and prostrated himself in front of Xiao Jiuhan: "Your Majesty, I was wrong! Please forgive my sins! I swear that I will never betray you in the future, and I will always be loyal to you."

  (end of this chapter)