The Wrong Way to a Demon Sect Leader

Chapter 12

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The man frowned: "Although Your Excellency is high in martial arts, you only have one person and one sword..."

Ji Han said: "You can come and try."

Several more people took out their weapons and surrounded Ji Han and Zhao Jiangui.

Jin Beiguo was still hurriedly explaining: "There must be a misunderstanding here!"

Ji Han said: "I advise you not to force me to draw my sword,"

Although he was still sitting, his right hand had slowly touched the long sword on his waist.

Suddenly someone asked, "Who are you?"

Ji Leng coldly glanced at him and said proudly, "Ji Han."

There was a sudden silence all around.

What they were afraid of was not the name of the demon sect leader he had recently acquired, but the sword in his hand.

The sword is more than three feet long, the scabbard is blue and gray, and the shape is simple.

It's like a junk you can buy for a few taels of silver.

But with the name Ji Han, this inconspicuous long sword has become one of the most terrifying weapons in the world.

Before Ji Han became the leader, he was hailed as the first master of the Demon Sect and the sharpest sword in the Demon Sect.

As long as he draws his sword, he will see blood.

Zhao Jiangui drew his sword to be chivalrous in his heart, but Ji Han drew his sword to kill.

Zhao Jiangui will show mercy to them, but Ji Han will never.

Ji Han has already said, "Do you still want to try?"

Many people are backing away.

The world's two major swordsmen are gathered here, who would dare to take another half step.

What's more, who knows if there is an ambush by the Demon Cult nearby.

Ji Han stood up, and some people even pulled out their weapons in shock.

But Ji Han just straightened his sleeves and went out.

The crowd even took the initiative to separate a path for him.

Ji Han took a few steps, suddenly stopped, turned around, looked at Zhao Jiangui, and said expressionlessly, "Follow."

Zhao Jiangui: "..."

Jin Beiguo took Zhao Jiangui's hand: "Brother Zhao, that person is the devil of the Demon Sect, you must not..."

Zhao Jiangui was clear in his heart.

If he leaves with Ji Han, he will be marked with the heinous brand of a fellow demon, and the decent people will never let him go in the future.

He pushed Jin Beiguo's hand away and searched for the words left by those heroes in his mind.

"Brother Jin doesn't need to say more, I have made up my mind." He said slowly, word by word, "Since I follow him, I will follow him in this life."

Jin Beiguo: "..."

Ji Han: "… "