"Is it the eldest master? He is really back!"

"But why do you want to come back?"

Their eyes were filled with worries, the most sincere worries.

"It's a surprise. You came back at this time. You don't know. I've been waiting for you for half a year, but fortunately, you were not killed by the waste from the three immortal sects!"

"Father, you have a rest first, and leave it to me!"

Yu Zhanyuan looked at his son who was gradually standing up, much taller. Even though his back was not wide enough, he still felt very safe.

Yu Han walked step by step to the small tripod that was pierced through and pulled down the rust sword. After this period of warming, the cracks on the sword had healed.

But he has returned to his normal appearance again and is no longer spiritual.

However, it is much sharper, otherwise it would be impossible to penetrate this high-quality small tripod.

"Yanzhou Martial Arts Hall, don't you even give you a handy weapon?"

Yu Han looked at the boy named Liao Qing opposite him with contempt and took the rust sword back into his body.

"You are not qualified to die under this sword!"

Then he looked up at the sky and glanced at all the disciples of the Immortal Sect one by one!

The disciples of the Immortal Sect who were touched by his eyes felt the cold and bone-eroding coldness and trembled involuntarily.

He finally set his eyes on Liao Qing, his voice a little hoarse.

"Twenty-three people in total!"

"I won't kill you all, I'll be happy!"

Today, I am destined to be stained with blood!
Chapter completed!