His eyes, which were arrogant and full of ruthless killing, raised slightly, and looked at Lu Yuan with contempt.

"roll!"

The next second, Han Sanqian held it in his hand, bit his teeth, and his eyes showed a fierce light!

As soon as Lu Yuan almost didn't reflect it, Han Sanqian had already appeared in the place where Lu Yuan was. Lu Yuan, who should have been there, had his feet off the ground, and a big hand between his neck was stuck tightly, as hard as a vise.

Lu Yuan desperately tried his best to rush his left and right hands, trying to break free, but every time he hit Han Sanqian's hand, it was like he was slapped on steel.

There is no possibility of breaking free!

Han Sanqian glanced at the remaining people coldly, and everyone couldn't help swallowing. Forty-nine people, none of them dared to move, let alone try to rescue Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan's eyes were already bloodshot, and his face turned from red to purple. He might not have thought that a person with high cultivation like him would die like a mortal in the end.

However, Lu Yuan did not struggle or beg for mercy like a dog. Since he could not break free, he chose to condense his last breath on his throat.

"If you kill them, it is equivalent to slaughtering the whole city!" Lu Yuan looked at Han Sanqian calmly. After saying that, he closed his eyes slightly and waited for the arrival of death.

"roar!"

Han Sanqian suddenly exerted force in his hand, throwing Lu Yuan for dozens of meters like a giant bear throwing a rabbit, and then smashed heavily on the ground, flew the stone chips from the stone streets.

Suddenly, the demonic energy gathered in his hand and rushed forward, and another big kill was killed.

However, the more he killed, Han Sanqian's figure slowed down, and the blood in his eyes quickly dimmed.

"If you kill them, it's equivalent to slaughtering the whole city!!"

"If you kill them, it's equivalent to slaughtering the whole city!"

Lu Yuan's voice began to echo in his mind, and at the same time, every zombie killed by Han Sanqian kept appearing in Han Sanqian's mind before his death.

He may be a gangster with a hearty and laughter, or a vendor selling side dishes on the street, or some women, children, and old men...

"ah!"

Suddenly, Han Sanqian suddenly stopped the attack and knelt on the ground in pain with his head in his arms.

Those smiling faces and those various forms appear more frequently in his mind, like the screenplay of a movie, constantly flashing and interlacing...

What is tight is Fu Mang's silly smile before his death...

Suddenly, Han Sanqian's hand slightly lowered from his head. At the same time, his body suddenly retreated and flew towards Lu Yuan in the distance.

The disciples of Lanshan Pavilion immediately felt nervous. Even Lu Yuan, who was dying, looked at Han Sanqian who was pounced on him again, and smiled helplessly, closed his eyes and waited for death.

Anyway, I should have been strangled to death just now, and it would be enough to live a few dozen seconds longer.

However, after waiting for about three seconds, the severe pain or the breath of death did not hit. With Han Sanqian's speed, this was absolutely impossible.

Thinking of this, he slowly opened his eyes. Han Sanqian's figure stood in front of him with a strong demonic energy. He was instinctively scared, but the next second, he couldn't help but frown.

The blood red on Han Sanqian's hair disappeared at some point. Although the eyes were still cold, the previous arrogant killing red light had already disappeared.

"you……"

Suddenly, Han Sanqian raised his hand slightly, and a white light radiated from his palm, scattering slightly on Lu Yuan's body.

The disciples thought Han Sanqian was going to kill Lu Yuan again, and they struggled to come and rescue him one by one, but Lu Yuan waved his hand at this time.

Because Lu Yuan suddenly felt his body become extremely warm, and the severe pain in his body began to disappear, and the injured internal organs seemed to begin to heal slowly.

A moment later, Han Sanqian closed his hand with one hand and disappeared, but Lu Yuan found that he was not seriously injured. He touched his body curiously, but found that the external injuries were almost healed.

"Killing the people in the city is equivalent to slaughtering this city. What does this mean?" Han Sanqian frowned slightly and said softly.

"I don't know either. We don't know these zombies on the top of the Blue Mountains, but..." Lu Yuan said, stood up from the ground, looked at the other disciples far away, and then said softly: "However, I accidentally heard from the people in the Desert City mention it."

"City of Desert? Are you talking about Fang Kun's group of people?" Han Sanqian said with a frown.

"That's right." Lu Yuan nodded: "Although they live far away in the desert, no one knows their specific origin and are extremely mysterious, I heard that they are the people who know the most about the Demon Monk."

Han Sanqian nodded. Lu Ruoxin mentioned this many times, which proves that what Lu Yuan said was not a lie.

Han Sanqian looked at Lu Yuan and said, "You continue talking."
Chapter completed!