Chapter: 3585

Before my father reached Tiancheng, my son could kill Tiancheng. Has the world changed?

Zhang Guangyou doubted life again.

Sometimes it's too good to be a headache. He felt that he was going to face Uncle Dong's ridicule one after another.

"what's the situation?"

The head of the Promise Sect and the other six people either advanced or retreated, and they froze in place.

"This, this, this..."

"He, Zhang Hanyang, he killed Man Gong and them?"

"How can it be!"

"Is he the peak of Tiancheng?"

It was too late to say, when these people were shocked, they were also thinking about how to deal with it, but it seemed... Even if there was only one opponent, it would be difficult for them to kill.

At the peak of Tiancheng, he wanted to escape, but it was difficult for others to stop him.

In other words, they seem to be unable to kill Zhang Hanyang!

"war!"

The third elder yelled loudly and attacked with a long sword in his hand.

"Walk!"

The head of the Promise Sect doesn't feel distressed, and even feels a little balanced in his heart, the one who died was not from his sect...

The situation in front of them is hard to say, at least what they want to do is definitely impossible, not to mention that each problem is a bit confusing, as Fengxue Pavilion said before, Zhang Hanyang is the pinnacle of the master, at best he is a god.

And now?

They were a little skeptical, similar to the situation in the Illusory Demon Sect, they had no intention of fighting again, and the first thing they thought of was to retreat.

So they left quickly, and only left a sentence when they walked far away:

"Zhang Hanyang, you hide very deeply, we will not let this matter go away!"

Zhang Hanli ignored their words, and looked at Mu Xue with indifferent eyes.

"I, I didn't mean to."

Before Mu Xue finished speaking, Zhang Han said something that made her almost faint:

"Because of my father, I will give you two choices. One, I will forcefully erase your memory, or you will become demented. Two, die."

Dementia, death?

She didn't want to choose either.

"You can escape or resort to tricks, but in the picture you see, any one of those sects can destroy your Luofu Sword Sect."

"Woo woo woo..."

Mu Xue burst into tears: "I won't run, I won't run, I don't want to die, and I don't want to become demented, can I be wrong? Forgive me once, just once."