Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

At this moment, the disciples of Jian Zong have all come out.

Li Mubai's gray eyebrows wrinkled and asked a disciple, "Where is Jiang Han?"

"Uncle Jiang, he should be out soon..."

The disciple said respectfully.

"Have you found it?"

Yuan Tianhua called his three disciples and asked in a low voice.

The main reason why he was willing to trade the Great Principle Broken Sword with Jiang Han for that spot was that he had a "Three Talents Sword Formation" that required three disciples to use it, giving him Martial Sovereign combat power in a short period of time!

"Master, I found it."

One of the disciples said softly, "However, only three of them are useful to you... It is estimated that they can only extend your life by less than 100 years."

"enough!"

There was a hint of joy in Yuan Tianhua's eyes.

When he was traveling in the early years, his lifespan was greatly reduced due to some things. He tried all kinds of life-extending Spirit Medicines, but most of the Spirit Medicines that can extend lifespan are only effective the first time!

As of now, his life span is less than five years.

That's why he decided to exchange his broken sword with Jiang Han for this spot.

Buzz!

The void suddenly rippled.

Jiang Han's figure emerged, and vaguely, it seemed that a small world behind him could be seen collapsing and destroying!

brush!

All eyes were on him.

Jiang Han paused slightly, raised his head, and smiled: "Why are everyone looking at me like this? Let's go back to our homes and find our mothers."

"Are you the master of the ninth peak of Sword Sect?"

The master of the Imperial Beast Sect stared at him indifferently and said, "Since you have obtained the inheritance of Martial Emperor, why do you still want to snatch the opportunities from the disciples of various sects? Could it be that the inheritance of Martial Emperor still can't satisfy your appetite?"

"That's wrong."

Jiang Han looked at the figure on the giant bird and said without changing his expression, "Senior, you might as well ask, without me, which one of them would have come out of the emperor's tomb alive?"

"What's the meaning?"

The master of Imperial Beast Sect narrowed his eyes slightly.

"He's right!"

On the chariot of the War Demon Palace, Shi Ling said loudly, "Actually, as long as Jiang Han is willing, all of us will die in the emperor's tomb!"

"Does he dare?"

A disciple of the Imperial Beast Sect looked livid and said coldly, "Even if I gave him ten thousand courages, he would not dare to take the huge risk of offending the major sects and kill us in the Imperial Tomb!"

"Why doesn't he dare?"

In the direction of the Iron Sword Gate, Xiaolu, who was carrying a huge iron sword, said calmly, "If he really killed everyone, who can be sure that it was him? The Emperor's Tomb is full of dangers, and it is not impossible for everyone to die in it."

"hehe."

At the Vajra Gate, Huiming sneered again and again, "Two female benefactors, then Jiang Han wants to take half of the chance from even the disciples of the Sword Sect, but you two don't take any of it! I'm afraid there is something dirty with him, right?"

"presumptuous!"

The cold voice of the Master of the War Demon Palace exploded like thunder, causing Huiming's energy and blood to surge, "Old bald donkey, take care of your disciples! If I hear that kid slandering my daughter again, I will kill him without mercy!"

"Amitabha!"

The old monk of the Vajra Gate clasped his hands together and solemnly said, "Huiming, please don't lie. However, why did the donor Jiang Han take away half of the opportunities from others, but took away all of Huiming's opportunities? Can you give me an explanation?"

Jiang Han turned to look at the old monk and chuckled: "I want him all the opportunities for his own good."

"how you said that?"

The old monk looked calm, neither happy nor sad.

"As the saying goes, monks don't lie."

Jiang Han said calmly, "And that Huiming clearly got hundreds of Spirit Medicine plants in the emperor's tomb, but he only took out a dozen to perfunctory me, saying that was half of his harvest... Doesn't this violate the Buddhist Gate commandments? "

"I asked him to hand it over all so that his Buddha's heart would not be stained and he would miss the Great Dao! Great monk, you should thank me."

Hear the words.

Everyone's expressions suddenly became strange.

Jiang Han's words are undoubtedly strong words, but he still has no way to refute them.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk said the Buddha's name, "Donator Jiang has a sharp tongue, which I admire. However, Donor Jiang has a close affinity with Buddhism. If you want to convert to Buddhist Gate in the future, Vajra Gate will welcome you at any time."

Say it.

He said goodbye to the sect leaders of the four major sects, took his disciples and turned into Buddha's light and left.

Suddenly.

The atmosphere around him became weird.

The situation at this time is very special. In the verbal exchange just now, there were people from Iron Sword Gate and War Demon Palace speaking for Jiang Han, and the Sword Sect would undoubtedly turn to Jiang Han. There was also a person beside Jiang Han himself. Demon Plant Martial Venerable……

"Farewell!"

The Imperial Beast Sect master's eyes were gloomy and he stared at Jiang Han coldly.

Phew!

The next moment, the giant bird roared, its wings suddenly spread out, and in an instant it turned into an afterimage and disappeared into the sky.

"Sword Sect, you really have gained a good disciple."

The master of Iron Sword Gate sighed.

Iron Sword Gate and the Sword Sect have been fighting openly and secretly for many years, and both parties have been very careful to find out the information!

so.

The master of Iron Sword Gate is relatively familiar with Jiang Han's situation. He knows that he is a new disciple who has just started, but for some reason, he was appointed as the master of the ninth peak by that old fox Li Mubai.

He touched the head of Xiao Lu beside him, and the huge iron sword under his feet turned into a sword light and disappeared in an instant.

"Boy!"

The thunderous voice of the Master of the War Demon Palace came from the ancient chariot, "You are very good, much better than that old guy Li Mubai!"

"Jiang Han, come and visit me when you have time."

Shi Ling stood on the chariot and waved to Jiang Han.

Roar!

The six-headed, double-winged White Tiger looked up to the sky and roared, pulling the ancient chariot into the void.

"Sect Master, this disciple has something to report!"

Only the members of the Sword Sect were left on the spot. A female disciple looked at Jiang Han with a hateful look and said in a sad voice, "Just now in the Emperor's Tomb, Master Jiang killed Senior Brother Mu Feng and Wu Li from the Seventh Peak. Junior brother!"