The Wrong Way to a Demon Sect Leader

Chapter 79

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Doctor Yan smiled: "The space in the cave is small, you and I can't use it, it's better to go outside together to decide the outcome."

Ji Han still looked at him coldly without saying a word.

Dr. Yan said: "don't worry, as long as you can beat me, I will let the others go immediately."

Although Ji Han didn't believe it, there was no other way.

It's true that he can't use his body technique in the cave, not to mention that there are so many people on the other side, no matter if Dr. Yan's words are lying to him or not, he can't do anything about it.

Wei Qi hurriedly grabbed him behind him and whispered in his ear eagerly: "Sect Master, you are still injured."

Ji Han gently flicked his hand: "It's okay, you step back."

Wei Qi said: "But..."

Ji Han shook his head slightly: "You stay here, don't come out."

Doctor Yan's lips smiled even more.

Wei Qi gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind, strode to keep up, and the footsteps rustled behind him. When he turned around, he saw that almost all the people in the teaching had followed silently.

Ji Han and Dr. Yan walked out of the cave together. When Yin Buhu saw him, he just smiled and didn't say anything else. He seemed to think that this ending was taken for granted.

In the Haoran Alliance over there, Jin Beiguo saw him at a glance, and then pointed at him and shouted: "The devil! Where is Brother Zhao now!"

Ji Han didn't seem to hear it, so he walked a few steps indifferently, and heard Doctor Yan smiling behind him: "Of course he's dead."

After the Haoran League was silent for a while, Jin Beiguo hissed loudly: "You devil! I will live for a day! I must kill you to avenge Brother Zhao!"

He didn't have a weapon in his hand, and his acupoints were sealed. Naturally, he couldn't rush over to the "hand-knife thief". He just cursed some vulgar words hoarsely when the guards stopped him. She covered her eyes with her hands, tears streaming down her face.

Alliance Leader Haoran was dumbfounded and muttered to himself, "It's me... It's me who killed nephew Zhao."

Ji Han still turned a deaf ear, just took a few steps, turned around, and said coldly to Doctor Yan, "draw your sword."

Dr. Yan said: "Since I am your brother, I naturally want to let you have some."

Before he finished speaking, the sword in his hand was already unsheathed and attacked Ji Han's shoulder. Ji Han blocked it with the scabbard, and the sword was in his hand in an instant.

Doctor Yan made a soft sword, specializing in Ji Han's unhealed shoulder. Ji Han was not good at defense, and the soft sword was different from the ordinary long sword. He blocked the attack with the sword, and the body of the soft sword was like a snake. Softly slanted and cut a wound on his body.

After a few rounds, Ji Han felt that the wound on his shoulder was cracked, and the pain was excruciating. He blocked Doctor Yan's moves again, his hand suddenly lost strength, and the long sword came out. He hurriedly turned sideways to avoid the sword move, but the next move was another Can't escape either.

His back was already injured by the sword qi, but then he heard Doctor Yan screaming in pain, and then turned his head, and the sword in Doctor Yan's hand was also blown away.

There was a person behind him, white clothed like snow, Ji Han was stunned for a moment, and when the person turned around, he blurted out with almost joy, "Zhao Jiangui."

Zhao Jiangui said, "I'm late."

Ji Han frowned, but soon pursed his lips and smiled, and said in a low voice, "Fortunately, it's not too late."

The Haoran League was silent for a while, and Jin Beiguo said in surprise, "Brother Zhao, are you still alive?"

Zhao Jiangui looked down at Ji Han, who fell to the ground, and said with a slight smile, "Thanks to the sect master's love, Zhao finally escaped the catastrophe."

Ji Han couldn't hold back the smile on his lips, but Zhao Jiangui hadn't finished saying a word when he suddenly backhanded his sword to block Doctor Yan's move, swung the long sword away from his hand, and said slowly, "Remember, under the sun The most powerful swordsmanship is not a killing sword, but a saving sword."