Master Fu looked at Han Sanqian in front of him in horror, but his serious expression on his mask was like the face of the god of death, which made him feel panicked.

The deadlock in his throat made it even more difficult for him to breathe, but no matter how hard his hands were, Han Sanqian's hands remained as motionless as steel pliers.

Behind Han Sanqian, there was a 20,000 army. At this time, when he saw Han Sanqian suddenly appear, he couldn't help but retreat and retreated to a safe distance several meters away. These people were still scared, especially those standing in the front row, even though they knew that there were tens of thousands of people behind him, and their backs were leaning against their comrades.

But I still felt a chill on my back.

To them, this is the back of the god of death!

"Let go... Let go of me, please, please!" With a few words struggling, Mr. Fu's eyes were filled with fear of death and desire for life.

He was convinced, he was completely dissatisfied. Even though he was still feeling a little unwilling, he has now completely disappeared.

Before he even had his hands out, he was stuck in his throat and lifted up. What qualifications does he have to go and not be willing to accept it!

He regretted it very much, regretted that he had provoked such a person.

I have even more ideas to cuckold him.

Thinking about it now, it is full of irony.

As soon as he relaxed his hand, Mr. Fu suddenly fell to the ground. He didn't care how much the fall hurt, so he quickly breathed in big breaths.

Han Sanqian directly pulled out the jade sword and wiped the blood on Fu Ye's body.

Mr. Fu didn't dare to show off his anger. He was so arrogant now. He was so timid now, afraid that Han Sanqian would be unhappy with him, so he directly killed him with one sword.

Seeing that Han Sanqian took back the jade sword, Master Fu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he climbed up and knelt in front of Han Sanqian: "Uncle, I'm sorry, sorry, the villain has no idea about Mount Tai. He blinded the dog's eyes and offended you. You have a lot of adults, so let's spare the younger one."

"It means, I won't forgive you, I'm a villain anymore? Are you threatening me?" Han Sanqian said coldly.

When he heard this, Mr. Fu kowtowed directly on the spot, and each of them hit the ground hard, hitting countless grass on his forehead. "Uncle, this is not what the young one means. Oh, Mr., please, please."

"Young hero, Mr. Fu has done many evil deeds and led the disciples of Tianding Mountain to slaughter all the twelve gates and eleven palaces of my Qinglong City. If this person is not killed, it is hard tolerate the law of heaven." At this moment, Ningyue rushed over with the support of a group of disciples.

As soon as he arrived, the disciples of Biyao Palace knelt in front of Han Sanqian: "Parents of Biyao Palace, thank you for your help from the young hero."

Ningyue was injured and looked very haggard, but she still bowed her body and bowed her to Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian shook his head: "You're welcome, get up."

But as soon as he finished speaking, none of the female disciples of Biyao Palace stood up, and they all looked at Han Sanqian with a embarrassed look.

"What's wrong?" Han Sanqiqi said.

"us……"

"We...we just saw that you were just two of you coming to help, and we were also disrespectful to the young hero."

Several female disciples said in a very embarrassing way.

Han Sanqian laughed: "It's okay, I won't take this little thing to heart. Besides, don't talk about you, even my own people think the same way as you do. Help someone, are I right?"

Suddenly being named by Han Sanqian, Fu Mang was stunned. The next second, the old face turned red and wanted to refuse, but blurted out: "Ah, yes!"

The female disciples of Biyao Palace finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. After Ningyue nodded, they stood up one by one.

"Big...Big...Master, then you can forgive them for being rude, then I..."

Just at this moment, Mr. Fu quickly said with a smile.

Although Han Sanqian didn't say anything, he looked at Master Fu in a blink of an eye. Master Fu suddenly heard a cool melody floating in his ears, and his whole smile instantly frozen, looking at Han Sanqian pitifully.

"Young hero, if this person does not kill, there will be endless troubles. Please do your way for heaven." Ningyue continued to say at this time.

"No, uncle, don't kill me. As long as you leave a dog's life for me, I can do it for you to make a cow and a horse."

"Hmph, the head of the Tianying Palace 18 years ago also spared your life, but what about the end? You are still repaid with your grudges!" Ningyue said angrily.

"This...it's not my business, it's the Medicine God Pavilion. Yes, it's the Medicine God Pavilion who asked me to cut you out. Uncle, it's not my business." Mr. Fu explained panickedly.

But obviously, he himself didn't believe this broken excuse.

However, Han Sanqian believed it: "He is just a minion of the Medicine God Pavilion. If you kill him, there will be others to replace him."

Mr. Fu suddenly seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw: "Yes, yes, yes, you're right, I'm just a scapegoat."

"Okay, you get out."

When Master Fu heard this, he suddenly had a golden light in his eyes. He looked at Han Sanqian inconclusively, and then tried to crawl and take a few steps back. Seeing that Han Sanqian still had no response, he got up and ran down the mountain. While running, he turned around and looked at Han Sanqian in panic, for fear that Han Sanqian would suddenly take action.
Chapter completed!