Once there is no threat from the ancient martial arts world that can intervene in the underground world at any time, Ye Han can concentrate on dominating the north and achieve his original goal.

"It seems that the effect is good, and it didn't make us make a trip in vain." Old Master Chen smiled faintly.

Hearing his words, Zhao Hengtian smiled and said, "Now that the ancient martial arts world is fearful, the pressure on our side will be much easier. Next, we can take down North China and enter Yanjing with peace of mind."

Ye Han said; "This is an imperative thing, but before that, the Beiming Longbow must be dealt with, and let the people in the dark hall find out where the Beiming Longbow is in North China. This person must not stay. with him."

In the battle in the valley outside the old house a few days ago, the treacherous and cunning Beiming Longbow finally ran away, but Ye Han knew that Beiming Longbow was definitely still in the North China region. After suffering such a disastrous defeat, with the character of the overlord of his generation How could he just give up like this.

"Don't worry, with the disastrous defeat of several parties, the people in our dark hall are basically spread all over the provinces and cities in North China. It is not difficult to find the location of the Beiming Longbow." Zhao Hengtian said.

Ye Han nodded. At this time, three figures came in from outside the hall. One of them had lost his long hair after grooming. He had a resolute face and piercing tiger eyes. The coat, the figure is the same as that of Sha Ben, both of which belong to the burly type.

And this person is Huang Batian who escaped from the black prison, the father of Silly Ben!

Huang Batian's name was also a well-known master back then, famous in the underground world in the north and south, his reputation in the underground world has surpassed his father Nanquan Huang Wanjin, and is as famous as Chu Xuanji, Wang Dichu and others.

It's just that he was hunted down by the masters of Shaoshi Mountain because he accidentally killed a disciple of the inner court of Shaoshi Mountain, and his beloved wife died because of it. In the end, he himself was put into the black prison. This imprisonment lasted for more than 20 years.

Seeing the three people walking in, Ye Han stood up and said with a smile, "Senior Huang, congratulations on your father and son reunion."

Hearing this, Huang Wanjin said, "Xiaohan, without you, it would be difficult for me to shake Shaoshishan's defenses by myself. Letting Shaben follow you is the most correct choice I have made in my life."

"Senior Huang is serious, the father of Sha Ben is also my relative of Ye Han."

Huang Batian's eyes fell on Ye Han, and he said, "You already have such strength at such a young age, you are worthy of being the son of Madman Ji, I know what your idea of ??black prison is for, don't worry, Shaoshi Mountain, I, Huang Batian, helped you to restrain, I have to avenge my beloved wife, the life of the old bald donkey Kongyuan is mine, as long as people from Shaoshi Mountain dare to go down the mountain, I will kill every one I see."

Ye Han said, "The people who were imprisoned in the black prison have fled collectively. I think Shaoshi Mountain must be panic-stricken, but this Shaoshi Mountain is the number one sect in the ancient martial arts world after all. Uncle Huang needs to be cautious if he wants to take revenge. Don't act recklessly, I don't want my good brother to lose his father again."

"For the matter of revenge, count me in. When Tianlong takes over the northern underground world, I will make these bald donkeys pay the price." Sha Ben's eyes flashed with endless fierce light. Today, he knows his identity Only then did he know that he still had a father. Similarly, he knew that his mother had died at the hands of those sanctimonious bald donkeys in Shaoshi Mountain.

On this day, a middle-aged man with a handsome face ushered in the Wuyue Sword Sect's garrison. The man had clean short hair, wore a blue robe, and held a sharp magic weapon. His sword eyebrows were flying, and his cold eyes Among them, it seems that there is a terrible sword energy blooming all the time.

This person has been walking from under the mountain peak of the Five Sacred Sword Sect. Wherever he went, those disciples of the Five Sacred Sword Sect who guarded the mountain gate and had strong defenses died under his sword one after another. No one could block his sword strike. Wei, he walked like a leisurely walk step by step.

In front of the man, a group of disciples of the Five Sacred Sword Sect followed the man step by step. They all retreated in horror, not daring to step forward to stop them. Just now, this man killed more than twenty of them from the Five Sacred Sword Sect A disciple who strikes a sword will definitely kill, and will never show mercy.

Soon, the disciples of the Five Sacred Sword Sect retreated to the square of the Five Sacred Sword Sect. The man stood here, looking up at the main hall in front of him, with a cold expression and murderous intent in his haughty eyes. , hung a huge wooden plaque with four golden characters of 'Five Sacred Sword School' written on it.

At this time, the masters of the Wuyue Sword School who had received the news came one after another from the hall, and a terrifying aura of coercion immediately enveloped the huge square, and at the same time enveloped the cold-looking middle-aged man.

Jian Jiangnan, the head of the Five Sacred Sword Sect, and Luo Shang, the deputy head of the Five Sacred Sword Sect, appeared in front of the hall. The two looked indifferent, and looked at the man standing proudly holding a sword on the square with cold eyes.

However, when they saw the face of the person who came, the eyes of Jian Jiangnan, the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect, and Luo Shang, the deputy head, all froze. Then a strong pressure fell on them.

Because they knew who this person was, and with the power of the Five Sacred Sword Sect, they couldn't stop this person at all.

"Unexpectedly, he still came after all. To deal with him, no matter how much defense we put in, it would be useless to him!" Jian Jiangnan's face was extremely serious. It is the force that suppresses many strong men in the ancient martial arts world, and the power of a sword shakes the world, and no one can stop it!

"Master..." Luo Shang's face was solemn, and the extremely terrifying aura on his body weakened after seeing this middle-aged man.

"Jian Jiangnan, do you still remember me?"

On the square, the eyes of the man standing proudly holding the sword fell on Jian Jiangnan, and a cold breath suddenly spread towards the sky and the earth. In an instant, the people of the Wuyue Sword Sect only felt an infinite pressure It descended from the sky, making their hearts extremely heavy, as if they were oppressed by a mountain.

"From the moment I knew you had escaped from the black prison, I knew you would come, but what I didn't expect was that you would come so soon." Jian Jiangnan looked at the man in the square, with a calm voice There was a breath of oppression.

"Come early, come late, you all have to pay the price. Today, I will collect the debt and take away my Zhanlu Sword!" JrNovels.com