But Yamaguchi was still controlled by Fu Mang. Although Fu Mang was only one person, none of those people dared to cross the line by force.

Because they know what kind of death they will face if they do things indiscriminately.

"That, we want to join you."

“Yes, I signed up to join too!”

A group of people were excited and wanted to sign up. Seeing the remaining thousands of people in the center of the field being divided into divine weapons, some of them had already received their favorite divine weapons. Under the sunlight, they shone brightly, and a huge energy flowed out of the divine weapons. The eyes of these people were full of greed.

If Fu Mang hadn't stopped him, these people would have rushed in and snatched him directly.

After all, for them, small people like them who have low cultivation level have no talent and are not valued. The only way to improve themselves is to rely on elixirs and magic weapons.

But it is precisely because of their identity limitations that it is difficult for them to get the only thing that works for them.

Now, with the sudden wealth from heaven, how can they not be so excited and crazy?!

But just as these people were looking at those things, Fu Mang turned his sword: "Sorry, we no longer accept people, hurry up and go down. Whoever dares to take a step in, don't blame me for being rude to help someone."

The big sword was shining coldly, and the group of people looked at each other. They were not afraid of helping the ramblings, they were afraid of Han Sanqian.

Although Han Sanqian had already entered the main hall of Biyao Palace and was not outside, his deterrence was still so strong that no one dared to take another step.

A group of people were suddenly very upset, and some even beat their feet and stamped their chests, regretting it almost crazy!

The opportunity to make a fortune overnight is lost in front of you so simply.

At the intersection of the mountainside, there was a terrible terror everywhere for a moment!

At this time, Han Sanqian was invited into the main hall. Ningyue sent someone to bring out a cup of tea and handed it to Han Sanqian, the female disciple was obviously very excited.

"I won't drink tea." Han Sanqian smiled. In fact, the main purpose of his coming in was naturally not to drink tea and chat.

The Biyao Palace was one of his primary goals.

Ningyue smiled slightly: "Young hero, Bi Yao Palace has a history of more than 19,000 years since its inception. At the beginning of its establishment, our ancestors have always adhered to a neutral position, not participating in any force, and not participating in any struggle, so..."

Han Sanqian felt a little nervous, but he nodded.

Although he did want Biyao Palace to join, if others don’t want to, he never forces it. He nodded and Han Sanqian stood up: “Okay, then I’ll say goodbye.”

After saying that, Han Sanqian got up and walked out. As soon as he arrived at the door, Ningyue suddenly said, "Young hero has helped us with such a big help, but we can't get what we want. Are you willing to do it?"

"The melon that is forced is not sweet. Besides, although I am not a good person, I am definitely not a scum. If you encounter unfair things on the road, why are you willing to help me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ningyue smiled: "Since that's the case, then I'll bother the young man and have a tea before leaving."

"Thank you, I have something to do, I'll come back another day." Han Sanqian said and was about to leave.

"It's a bit unreasonable if the leader doesn't drink the tea from his subordinates?" Ningyue said with a smile.

Hearing this, Han Sanqian was stunned for a moment, turned around and smiled, "Master Ningyue Palace, what do you mean? You must be neutral and join us again?"

Ningyue smiled bitterly: "I was not familiar with the leader before, and I didn't know whether the leader was good or bad, so I deliberately said that I would not join, just to see what your reaction would be."

After saying that, before Han Sanqian could speak, Ningyue nodded gently, and a group of female disciples from Biyao Palace knelt down gently at Han Sanqian.

"Have you met the leader."

Although many disciples did not know the intention of the leader to do so, they still called out.

"Get up." Han Sanqian said hurriedly.

None of the disciples got up, and they turned their heads and looked at Ningyue, waiting for her next instructions.

Ningyue frowned and suddenly felt a little dissatisfied: "What? Are you deaf? Can't you hear the leader?"

"But the palace master, the ancestral teachings of Biyao Palace have always been..." Some disciple couldn't help but said with courage.

"Yes, Palace Master, please think twice."

Ningyue smiled bitterly, how could she not know Zu Xun? As the head of the sect, she actually wanted to strictly abide by these rules, but the current situation has left her unable to abide by it.

He abides by the rules, while others have already broken the rules and attacked the neutral camp. Even though Biyao Palace was lucky enough to escape from this battle today, what would he resist the revenge of Fu Ye and Yaoshen?!

If they want to survive, they must have the protection of their power.

Han Sanqian is kind to them, and Han Sanqian feels that he is not bad, so this may be the best choice for Biyao Palace now.

After Ningyue said this, she looked at Han Sanqian: "Although the disciples of Biyao Palace are girls, they have strong personalities and smart people. They are just not very obedient sometimes, so I hope the leader will take more responsibility."

Seeing Han Sanqian nodding, Ningyue looked at all the female disciples present and said with great difficulty: "Do you know if you must obey the orders of the leader in the future?"

The disciples nodded obediently.

Ningyue smiled bitterly on her beautiful face, then closed her eyes slightly and her head drooped on the chair.

"Prince Lord!"

Seeing Ningyue lying on the chair, a group of female disciples rushed over.

Holding beside Ningyue, they tried to shake it, but found that Ningyue had no reaction at all.

Immediately afterwards, Ningyue's body began to bulge slightly.

The disciples of Biyao Palace immediately cried because they were obviously very clear about what happened to Ningyue?

Seeing Ningyue like this, the disciples of Biyao Palace cried and Han Sanqian frowned: "What's wrong?"

"The leader of the alliance, the palace master was hit by the four disciples of the Medicine God Pavilion, and now he has been poisoned." A disciple close to Han Sanqian sobbed and said sadly.

The other female disciples also nodded, their faces full of sadness, and tears even more circulating in their eyes.

"That's it?" Han Sanqian smiled slightly.

Seeing Han Sanqian laughing at this time, the female disciples of Biyao Palace were both confused and slightly angry.

"Help her up." Han Sanqian said.

Several female disciples looked at each other and finally helped Ningyue up from the stool.

Han Sanqian bit his middle finger and placed a drop of blood directly on Ningyue's mouth. A group of female disciples were shocked when they saw this. After all, they had seen what kind of power Han Sanqian's blood was.
Chapter completed!