After the divorce failed, I brought Long Ao Tianjuan to renovate the real world

"You are the remnant of Cangwu!"

Sang Luo kicked him, and the smile on his face turned cold.
"The remnant of Cangwu? I don't like to hear this. Please say something else!"

The third elder of the Shen family was frightened by her momentum, and then shouted at the top of his lungs,

"Even if you beat me to death, you are still a remnant of Cangwu!"

Sang Luo was a little surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that the Shen family would have such strong backbones. !

So she turned her sword slightly, put it directly on the neck of the third elder, and said to the others,

"Either surrender and recognize the master, or follow the third elder!"

The cold blade of the blade refracted the sun's rays, and the long sword pierced the flesh, spilling traces of blood.

The expressions of the other Shen parents changed.

"This is the top of the sky, you are too arrogant!"

"I can be more arrogant."

With a slight smile on his lips, Sang Luo released the dazed Shen Jibai from the Vientiane Soul Bell, and then chopped off his head with a sword.

Shen Jibai's blood spattered on the spot, and before he could react, he was gone.

Chu Yanshu saw the right moment and crushed the scattered soul completely.

The head rolled on the ground, blood was scattered all over the ground, and the former young master of the Shen family died with his eyes open.

Although several Shen elders had gone through ups and downs and fought for power for many years, they had not seen such a scene for many years. Another elder fainted.

That was the young master of his Shen family, the most talented disciple in the Shen family, who was killed!
The Vientiane Spiritual Bell expanded inch by inch, and the spiritual energy circulated continuously, covering the entire Shen family.

Sang Luo kills people, and it protects Sang Luo.

And among these elders, there are always smart people.

"I acknowledge the Lord."

The fifth elder took the lead in speaking and knelt at Sang Luo's feet.

"I swear that I will regard the current head of the family as my master in this life. I will live forever and be used by the head of the house. I will never disobey!" Duan Wushang was originally a bloodline of the Shen family. Now that he has passed the test of inheriting the blessed land, he is the next Shen who is right and right. Head of the family!
For him to recognize the head of the family as his master is not considered an act of disobedience!
Starting with the five elders, several other elders also swore one after another,

"I swear that I will regard the current head of the family as my master in this life. I will live forever and be used by the head of the family, and I will never disobey!"

The third elder, who had Sang Luo's long sword held on his neck, did not hold back for long and also swore the same oath.

Duan Wushang glanced at the third elder and began to mutter,
"Wouldn't you rather die than surrender?"

You've said all the harsh words, aren't you going to lose face?

The third elder lowered his head and did not look at him, cursing in his heart. He only said that she was a remnant of Cangwu, and he did not say that he would rather die than surrender.

This head of the family has a bad memory.

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In the Lei Haidao Mountain, I don't know how long it had passed before Lin Qinghan opened his eyes with difficulty.

He didn't even die.

Wen Tian, ​​why don't you kill him?
Do you want to use him as bait to lure them into taking the bait?

The young man lay on the ground and rested for a long time. Then he adjusted the chaotic spiritual energy in his body and stood up with force.

There are ice walls everywhere here, the sun is dazzling, but it is bitingly cold.

At this time, he was a little weak, and he was unable to absorb all the extremely cold air into his body.

"you're awake?"

A deep voice came from behind, and Lin Qinghan subconsciously turned around and looked at the throne.

The man was sitting on a throne made of ice and snow, wearing a purple fairy robe, playing with his Immortal Killer in his hand.

"I never expected that after so many years, I would see the Immortal-Slaying Sword again."

Lin Qinghan raised his eyes to look at the man, and was about to speak, but he accidentally caught a glimpse of the woman in plain clothes who was trapped in the formation on the right side of the throne, and his pupils shrank.
"Sword Lord Chuxue!"