After the long sword stabbed back, the old man in the thin coat shook his head without even looking at it, sighed and stepped forward, stepping on the frozen river, walking slowly forward step by step without looking back. .
Ten miles away in the west, there was silence, but opposite to it, in the east, there were whispers:
"The lineage of sword gods has unparalleled murderous sword skills in the world. That sword just now was enough to split mountains and split seas. Just like that... gone?"
"The key is, you couldn't even get close to that person, and you were killed instead?"
"Then...are we still going?"
"Fuck you! I want to fuck you! I'm here to make a name for myself, not to die!"
"But Master Zuo's family of eighteen members will not even spare the infant baby. His hatred..."
"Vendor? What kind of hatred? It's clear that Master Zuo didn't know what's good and what's good. He blocked that master's path and deserved his death."
"Then we...?"
"Retreat! ---- Damn it, you guys are waiting for me!"
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More than ten miles north of the river, a small group of people stood on the top of the nameless mountain range, watching with cold eyes what was happening below.
"Brother, the top ten elders of the Sword God lineage have all been wiped out. After this battle, it will be difficult for the Sword God lineage to rise again in a hundred years."
"Master, the Qingshuang Sect ambushed in the east also began to retreat. As soon as they withdrew, the sects in the east direction all fled away. Are we... still going to follow?"
"..." The old man with gray temples, who was called the leader, frowned and pondered for a moment, and then said: "Your uncle's blood feud must be avenged!"
Hearing this, the people around him all frowned involuntarily, and dozens of reasons for admonition suddenly appeared in their minds.
But before they had time to speak, they heard the leader speak again: "But... Zhao Xinian's strength is beyond our imagination. He who does it knowingly that he cannot do it is a fool."
"So, what does the leader mean...?" The people around him secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at their leader expectantly.
"Keep the green hills here so you can have firewood! --- Get out!" The gray-haired old man gave the order, turned around and galloped away into the distance.
As soon as he moved, everyone around him took a long breath, then suppressed their inner joy, followed closely behind their leader, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
And as soon as they withdrew, the sects scattered around did not hesitate and turned around to retreat.
In the words of Qingshuang Sect, they are here to make a name for themselves, not to die.
Zhao Xinian had wiped out all of them, the Sword God lineage with the highest combat power in the sect, before he even took action. How dare they do anything?
Going to give someone a head?
Whoever wants to go can go, but I won’t go anyway!
So no matter how impassioned they were when they came, they are just as dusty as they are escaping now.
In just an instant, there was no trace of any living person for dozens of miles around Zhao Xinian.
Not to mention living people, not even a single living animal could be seen - before Zhao Xini came here, those animals had already fled far away, and they were much smarter than those people who did not know whether to live or die. .
If it weren't for the fact that the surrounding plants couldn't move, they would have been uprooted by Zhao Xinian's invisible momentum and fled far away.
And as these people fled, the news about Zhao Xinian's instant kill of the ten elders of the Sword God immediately spread throughout the entire Daxia warrior circle.
Zhao Xinian's reputation reached its peak at this moment!
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Jiangzhou, Han family villa.
Looking at the latest intelligence received, Han Ruoxue immediately found her grandfather Han Yuan and asked anxiously: "Grandpa, is Zhao Xinian's strength really not in the divine realm?"
Han Yuan was originally in a daze, but he came to his senses when he saw it was Han Ruoxue.
Han Yuan asked with a smile on his face: "It's Ruoxue, aren't you busy with the preliminary preparations for the full supply of glass purified water? Why do you still have time to come to my place?"
Unlike other leaders, no one from the Han family left Jiangzhou. Even though Han Ruoxue asked Han Yuan to hide in the army first, Han Yuan sternly refused.
Moreover, Han Yuan was confident that with Jiangnan Military Region coming forward, no matter how ruthless Zhao Xinian was, he would not go against Jiangnan Military Region, one of the eight military regions.
Therefore, he believed that even if Zhao Xinian really arrived in Jiangzhou, he would not do anything to the Han family.
And the most important thing is that Han Yuan feels that there is no difference between deserting and deserting at this time.
He has been a man of steel all his life and would rather die than be a deserter!
If he doesn't leave, the rest of the Han family will naturally not leave either.
Therefore, almost all the leading family members in dozens of states in Jiangling Province were sent away, except the Han family, all of whom were online.
When Han Ruoxue heard her grandfather's question, she looked at Han Yuan with a look of resentment: "Grandpa, what were you thinking about just now? You were thinking so seriously that you didn't even hear what I said?"
"Oh...oh, I was thinking about Zhao Xinian." Han Yuan did not hide anything, but told the truth. After answering, he smiled and asked: "What, what do you want to see grandpa for?"
Han Ruoxue had no choice but to ask the previous question again.
Hearing this, Han Yuan shook his head and said: "It is said that although there were many visions in the place where he retreated, no visions of the divine realm appeared, so it should not be the divine realm."
"Not the Divine Realm?" Han Ruoxue frowned, "Not the Divine Realm, how could he kill the ten elders of the Sword God lineage instantly before taking action? Those are the ten elders who can kill even the Grandmaster in an instant when they join forces! "
Han Yuan said: "Although it is not the divine realm, it should not be far away from the divine realm."
"What should Ling Yi do?" Han Ruoxue asked extremely anxiously.
Hearing this, Han Yuan glared at Han Ruoxue and scolded softly: "How many times have I told you to respect Master Ling, and you just call him by his first name?"
Han Ruoxue curled her lips and muttered: "Ling Yi doesn't mind if I call him that, but you, grandpa, are the only stubborn old man here who is still fussing over everything, huh."
"Master Ling doesn't care about it. It's because he is generous, but we can't lose our etiquette." Han Yuan taught earnestly: "The Qin family's mistakes are still fresh in our minds. Our family must not follow in the Qin family's footsteps!"
"Don't worry, Grandpa, I still have this sense of propriety. And Ling Yi, you can do whatever you want to him personally, as long as it doesn't involve his family, anything you say will work." Han Ruoxue said with a smile.
But after he finished speaking, his expression was a little bitter--how on earth can I be loved by him like Qi Shiyun?
"You..." Han Yuan was about to continue his education, but was interrupted by Han Ruoxue:
"Grandpa, let's get down to business. Judging from the current situation, Zhao Xinian's strength is far better than twenty years ago. If Ling Yi really confronts him, there is a high probability that he will die!" Han Ruoxue frowned and said coldly.
How could Han Yuan not know?
He was just in a daze because he had received the latest news about Zhao Xinian.
After pondering for so long, he has been thinking about a way to break the situation, but he just can't figure it out.
"Alas..." Han Yuan sighed, and then said weakly: "Now we can only hope that He Yanfeng can bring back good news..."
