Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

Where are you now?

After hearing the girl's words, everyone's first reaction was a little confused, but after all, no one present was stupid, and they understood what she meant in an instant.

"Master, you mean..."

Li Mubai swallowed hard, and his originally powerful state of mind was once again violently impacted, "The martial spirit Jiang Han is observing is from the Sword World!?"

"good."

The girl's eyes are as deep as the universe, and two ancient swords dance in her pupils, as if cutting through the endless darkness and void, they are swords!"

Everyone's expressions were extremely wonderful.

What is this operation?

What kind of genius is this?

To watch an entire small world become a martial spirit is simply an eternity. For tens of thousands of years, there has never been such an example.

"Emperor...Master, you are worthy of being a master."

Ye Qingluan murmured softly, with unconcealed admiration and adoration.

Next to her, Uncle Zhang's eyes were full of complex colors.

to be honest.

He initially looked down on Jiang Han, and had strong resistance to his most elegant young lady becoming his disciple. He thought this was an insult to Ye Qingluan!

However, today, he was blown away time and time again!

Whether Jiang Han could see the flaw in "Thunder God's Wrath" that even he couldn't find, or whether he was sitting cross-legged in the void and using the power of thunder to Body Temper, or whether he was using an entire small world as his martial spirit at this moment...

Jiang Han's every move refreshes his views!

Until now.

What Uncle Zhang has to admit is that Jiang Han is indeed very, very good. He is more dazzling than some of the so-called geniuses in Zhongzhou. It cannot be calculated based on common sense!

As for cultivation?

For these geniuses, breakthroughs are simply commonplace.

The only reason why Jiang Han is still stuck in the martial soul realm is that he has not found a more powerful martial soul, and there is no existence that can match the martial soul he has now!

His temperament is even stronger than that of the Martial King, and his background is not lacking at all.

"I need to talk to the head of the family about this...々々..."

Uncle Zhang thought to himself.

undoubtedly.

If Jiang Han does not die on the way, his future achievements will be limitless!

Judging from what happened today, even facing a Semi-Saint, he could be unharmed... Zhang Bo asked himself, even without him today, Jiang Han could still get through this disaster safely!

At this time.

The girl withdrew her gaze from Jiang Han.

She slowly floated into the air, staring indifferently at the huge flying sword suspended in the sky, and said coldly: "Why, you know that I am back, and you act like a turtle? Get out of here!"

boom!

Her voice was very soft at first, but in an instant, it resounded throughout the whole world like a bell.

There was a brief silence.

On the giant flying sword, figures emerged one after another.

They turned into streaks of sword light and fell in front of the girl. At first glance, the weakest one was also the Martial Venerable. There were about thirty of them, and they all had their heads hanging down at the moment, like children who had done something wrong.

The girl looked at them indifferently and said, "Did you know that Wan'er was persecuted by Gu Lingyan and Gu Yue back then?"

No one said a word.

Although they are Martial Venerables, and some of them are even the girl's previous generation, they are still silent at the moment.

Are you using your seniority to overwhelm the person in front of you?

Do not make jokes!

When she was not the leader of the sect, she was a famous female devil. She challenged the sect members all day long and beat them from bottom to top. Anyone present who had not been beaten two or three times by her would not be beaten. I'm embarrassed to say that I'm from the Sword Sect!

This is what they know.

Those who didn't know what they were talking about were already very cold and were beaten to death in the arena of life and death!

.

This person has obviously reached the level of Martial Saint now. Who dares to mess with him?

"Are you all mute?"

The girl glanced at them coldly.

A terrifying aura slowly emitted from her body, and the sword-shaped flowers, plants and trees around her were buzzing and trembling, as if they might rise from the ground at any time and become a murderous weapon!

Everyone's backs were soaked with cold sweat, but no one dared to say a word.

At this time.

Ripples appeared in the void, and a figure stepped out. It was an old man in white robes with white beard and hair.

He looked at the girl, his face as dark as water: "Junior sister, why do you have to embarrass them? Gu Tianya is a Semi-Saint practitioner, and they are still in the Venerable Realm world. It's not like you don't know the gap between them."

"…"oh?"

The girl glanced at him coldly.

Suddenly, she stretched out her hand and pinched the white-robed old man's neck. The two ancient swords in her eyes burst out with cold murderous intent: "What you said makes sense. Martial Venerable is indeed unable to compete with Semi-Saint."

"But, as you are also a Semi-Saint, are you still afraid of Gu Tianya?"

The girl's voice was cold, and her hand squeezed closer and closer, making the old man in white robe's face turn purple.

this moment.

He seemed to have become an ordinary person, unable to fight back. His breathing became increasingly difficult, and he could not mobilize even half of the strength in his body. If this continued, "he might even suffocate!"

A Semi-Saint died due to suffocation. It is simply the biggest joke in the world!

"Master, junior sister, please spare my life..."

The face of the old man in white robe has turned into a purple color.

(Nuo Zhao's) Ever since he became the elder of the Sword Sect, he hadn't felt this feeling of approaching death for who knows how many years.

And today.

He once again realized what it means to have half a foot in the gate of hell!

Thick fear swept through his body.

"Knowing right and wrong, yet letting it go, causing my disciple's body to be shattered, leaving only the Primordial Spirit alive, and it is still stubborn to this day! In consideration of your great contribution to the Sword Sect, I will spare your life!"

A simple sword shadow flew out of the girl's eyes and instantly penetrated into the belly of the white-robed old man, but it did not leave any scars.

“But death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be avoided.

The girl stared at him indifferently, "I have planted the 'Life-Destroying Sword Seed' in your body. For the next hundred years, you must obey my disciple Nangong's words, otherwise the 'Life-Destroying Sword Seed' will activate on its own and swallow up all your life!" "