"You are an unfamiliar dog!"

Han Wen laughed unscrupulously, but in everyone's eyes it was more like his last words, and his normal reaction in the face of the final situation. Some people would beg for mercy in the face of death, some would accept their fate, and some would rise up to resist... They have already determined that Han Wen has now given up and accepted his fate!

"Ahem—!"

A touch of red blood flowed down the corner of the mouth. In fact, the feeling of injury was nothing. It was just that the heart beat faster and the consciousness was a little blurred. The most was a kind of fear, the desire for survival and the fear of death;

Han Wen held the wound with one hand and supported the stone wall of the palace gate with the other hand and stood up with difficulty. He stood up straight, holding his head high, as if he was a victorious general. Facing hundreds of martial arts people, he smiled, his white teeth, bright blood, and a cold wind blew by, and he still looked so terrifying!

No one dares to underestimate the Yuhuatian, the West Factory! Even the fake Yuhuatian, how can anyone who can control the murder weapon like the West Factory be a bad guy?

"You guys are so damn! I have come up with another plan to transform you from a mob to a follower and give you a way out. It's a pity! Dogs can't change and eat shit! Today! I will make you all regret it!"

If you are tough, you will be strong and powerful! Everyone's expressions change and they retreat a little!

Dao Kuang laughed loudly. He didn't believe in Korean. He said, "Is it use to say these things with a harsh and cowardly person? Yu Factory! Just accept your fate! Don't worry about what he said! Everyone slaughtered him first! To be honest, I have to thank you, the Tatar. If it weren't for you, Lord Yu wouldn't have suffered such severe injuries? He is a peerless master!"

A trace of gloom flashed in Bludu's eyes, and he turned his head slightly to look at Han Wen. Han Wen smiled gently at her and reached out to rub her hair: "Don't listen to him nonsense, I am a master, it's all blown by others!"

"Woooo~~~"

Bludu could no longer help but cry in a low voice, like the yellow oriole weeping blood, with only this sad cry in the empty and short and quiet palace;

"The world is as dark as crows, and you can't help but encounter miscellaneous parts wherever you go!" Zhao Huaian's voice came from not far away. At this moment, he was covered in blood and stepped on Zhu Jinjun's feet, and his voice was hoarse: "When I take care of this scum, I'll try these miscellaneous parts!"

"Bang--!", kicked the half-dead Zhu Jinjun over with one kick. Zhao Huaian's body shook twice. His injuries were very serious. Zhu Jinjun, the guard of Prince Ning, was definitely not a vegetarian. There were three serious injuries that could be seen from the bone. It shows how fierce the battle between them was. Even Ao Jian was miserable and looked like this;

"Why?" Zhao Huaian stared at Zhu Jinjun tightly. The word "eating raw meat" was lies at this moment!

Although Zhu Jinjun was not so casual and was trampled under his feet in a mess, he had not lost the demeanor of the royal relatives. He looked at Zhao Huaian calmly and said, "I said I had never done it, but I had never done it! This is a fact, I don't need to argue! If you want to kill me, then hurry up and start!"

No matter how Ling Yanqiu died, Zhao Huaian could not let Zhu Jinjun go, so he fulfilled Zhu Jinjun's wish without hesitation and walked towards Han Wen with a sword. The murderous aura was extremely strong. Wherever he passed, the crowd automatically separated and no one dared to stop him;

Before, people from major sects also participated in the besiege of him, but this idea was too pissing, and the disciples of those sects gradually retreated. Even Zhu Jinjun used the treasure map to threaten it, it would be useless;

The treasure map is now in Zhao Huaian's hand, stained with blood;

"Who can tell me how Ling Yanqiu died? Yuhuatian, you can't get out without this treasure map! Even if you don't care about life or death, you always have to care about the Tatar people around you, right? Tell me, it's yours! Who dares to attack you with this treasure map?"

Zhao Huaian was leaning on the sword. It can be imagined that he is now supporting him in full screen in one breath, and he can't stand firmly... Terrible will!

"Yeah? OK! I said before that it was Zhu Jinjun that he was wronged by Prince Ning! In fact, the person who killed Ling Yanqiu was far away from the sky and was right in front of him, and it was Guo Ke who was the sword maniac! When he was still a dog for me, he did something. This is also the reason why he instigated others to attack you just now! Maybe you don't believe it, but I am all dying. Can I still lie to you?"

Han Wen smiled and said sincerely, this sword is so useful! It simply means to hit wherever you want!

Sure enough, Zhao Huaian glanced at the somewhat dull Knife Massacre indifferently, waved his hand and threw the bloody map to Bludu: "Yu Huatian, after all, you admit it. It was you who instructed others to kill Ling Yanqiu... We must settle the accounts, and wait until I'm with this despicable villain first!"

The reason why the knife was dull was that in this situation, Han Wen was in a mood to sow discord! Just to teach himself an unforgettable lesson?

"kill--!"

Looking at Zhao Huaian who was so murderous, the sword maniac could only draw his sword out of the sheath. He liked gold and he also liked the battle with the masters. Then let's fight!

"Ahem..."

The blood flowed in Han Wen's bra, and his consciousness gradually blurred. Bludu hurried over to support him. Han Wen pointed to the map in her hand and said in a low voice: "Divide it into several parts and throw it out!"

Bludu did as he said, and with a swish of the full moon blade in his hand, the sheepskin picture was divided into two parts!

"What are you going to do? Kill her! Hurry--!"

This action stimulated these gangsters. The beggar sect's palm leader shouted loudly. Without this map of the palace maze, they would not be able to get out even if there was a lot of gold!

"I think who dares to move? Try it?" Bludu's eyebrows stood up and took out a fire note from his arms, looking as if he was about to burn a treasure map! Everyone stopped: "Don't think about sneak attacking me, I'm not a vegetarian! As long as I have a breath, I won't let you hurt him! Remember it for me!"

He threw out the full moon blade in his hand. A martial arts guest not far away was cut off his right hand and screamed and rolled on. He wanted to use a hidden weapon to attack him, but unfortunately he was discovered by Bludu and used it to kill the chicken to warn the monkey!

Two, four, eight, and one palm-sized sheepskin map was divided into countless small pieces!

"Look for it quickly! Hahaha! I want to tell you one more thing! That is, the black sandstorm will come back! This palace will only be opened for two or three hours! You have to be quicker! There is not much time left! Hahaha!"

Korean smiled badly. At this moment, Bludu waved his hand, and the sheepskin size of copper coins scattered everywhere, accompanied by the cold wind in the palace, it was even more scattered everywhere!

"you--!"

The Beggar Gang's palm-stick dragon has the heart to eat Korean, but now he is more concerned about the treasure map. Although it only accounts for one-eighth of the entire map, he can't get out without it... Of course, this is their consensus;

"Hurry! Find me quickly! Don't leave any piece! Hurry! Time is running out! Move me if you don't want to die! Hurry! Don't think about any gold! Hurry!"

The leading gangster yelled in anger, and his disciples hurriedly searched everywhere. Who cares about gold at this time? If there is gold, you have to have the life to spend it!

"A bunch of idiots! Brudu! Let's go!"

Han Wen said weakly that his goal was to delay time. He wanted the yellow sand all over the sky to bury all the stubborn bastards alive!

"But how do we get out of the maze?"

"Don't worry, I have it!"

Power, Korean is very lacking now. When he does not have enough power, he chooses to cover up everything with the light of wisdom. He manipulates everything! In the end, he won the victory!

Perhaps, wisdom is also a kind of power!

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Chapter completed!