"However, you don't have to rush to leave the Demonic Battlefield. I still have some things to find out."

Hua Tiandu waved his hand, and immediately, many disciples became quiet and looked at this lofty senior brother in silence, not knowing what he was going to say.

Hua Tiandu looked at Fang Han, "Is your name Fang Han?"

"Well, uh."

Fang Han's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

He never seemed to expect that this true disciple, the senior brother, would actually come to him alone.

The difference in status and strength between the two is so great that they can't even fight together.

At this time, the eyes of many disciples present were cast on Fang Han. These disciples did not know why Fang Han was able to attract Hua Tiandu's attention.

"Yes, I am Fang Han. What do you have to say, senior brother?"

Fang Han adjusted his body and mind and said calmly.

"I heard that you use magic treasures to deal with other disciples, is that true?"

Hua Tiandu's eyes fell on Fang Han and he saw a blood-red bead.

"You are quite courageous. You can just use the magic weapon to retaliate. Instead of killing the devil, you can deal with our Yuhua Sect's own disciples. That's really good. Do you think that with this magic weapon, you can do whatever you want?"

Hua Tiandu's expression suddenly changed, and all the disciples present felt extremely cold and frightened.

"Senior Brother Hua is so angry. It's better to speak slowly. There's no point in scaring an inner disciple."
Chapter completed!