Invincible Swallowing Heaven

Chapter 628 Closing
"That's... Ghost Saint!"

"He actually died!"

A mass of rotten meat flew out and hit them in front of their eyes, and everyone saw the result of the battle immediately.

Boom boom boom!
Losing the master's control, under Zhou Lin's powerful bombardment, the entire cloud of blood and the ghosts inside were wiped out, revealing the indifferent face of the young man amidst thunderous bangs.

"Master!"

Huang Xiaoying wept with joy, desperately wiping away her tears.

"Little friend!"

The patriarch of the Han family was overjoyed, a stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

With Zhou Lin present, this battle can be regarded as a decisive victory. If something happens to Zhou Lin, with his strength, even with Li Huozhu, it may not be easy to get rid of the siege of the three great martial saints.

The most frightening ones were the old farmer and the Hundred Flowers Witch, who were all stunned at the moment.

The old farmer was shocked by Zhou Lin's cold gaze, turned around and shot away without saying a word.

She was so frightened that she ran away!

He was really terrified, witnessing the ghost saint's death, the shock is indescribable, is this still a boy?Even old monsters who have accumulated over the years don't have such terrifying strength, it's too scary.

"Can you go?"

Zhou Lin squinted his eyes, pointed with one hand, and the fairy sword shot out.

Whoosh!
With a flash of sword light, it sank into the void.

In the distance, a shrill scream was heard, and a corpse suddenly fell from the sky, with a blood hole the size of a fist on its forehead, and blood spilled.

It is a man like an old farmer.

He was strangled to death by the fairy sword, his mind and soul were completely extinguished, and there was a horrified look in his eyes.

Zhou Lin was annoyed that he was playing tricks on the wind, and he clearly wanted to escape, but in the end he stayed and contributed to the flames. He deserved his death.

hiss!
The world is silent, and a needle can be heard!

The Hundred Flowers Witch was about to stop breathing, and the young women activated by the illusion in the void looked dull and did not dare to move.

It took only two or three breaths from Zhou Lin's shot to smash the Ghost Sage's Nether Bone Knife, to the Ghost Sage's jedi counterattack, trying to devour them with blood clouds and fierce ghosts, and then to Zhou Lin's shot to counter kill the two. All those in the Martial Saint Realm were all powerful figures who commanded one side, so they all fell here so easily!

The speed was so fast that it was so desperate that everyone around was stunned.

It's no wonder that the Hundred Flowers Witch was so frightened that her liver and gallbladder were split apart, her face turned pale, and she didn't dare to move. This kind of action and her strength completely crushed her.

The patriarch of the Han family was the first to wake up, and laughed loudly: "My friend's strength, the old man admires!"

"Witch of Hundred Flowers, let's catch her!"

The Lihuo bead spewed out a series of flames and swept across, killing all the phantoms transformed into the void, and finally bound the Baihua Witch.

"My lord, please forgive me..."

As soon as Mantian illusion was withdrawn, Baihua Witch fell to the ground, ignoring the pain, seeing Zhou Lin not far away, she immediately struggled and begged for mercy.

During the struggle, she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, she desperately squeezed the scenery on her chest, and she looked very pitiful.

"Let's leave it to the ancestors here, and I will bid farewell!"

Zhou Lin turned around, pretended not to see, and returned with Huang Xiaoying.

"Little friend, please wait! Please go to the manor and wait, the old man will come soon!"

The patriarch of the Han family said anxiously: "Xiaoli, why don't you take your little friend to the manor to entertain you?"

"Yes, old man!"

Liniang followed quickly, guiding Zhou Lin towards the manor.

"Don't touch your fancy, little friend has already left."

The patriarch of the Han family watched Zhou Lin go away, then sneered, mentioned Baihua Witch, pinched her jaw, and asked forcefully, "Now you are in my hands, tell me, why are you targeting my Han family village?"

The Hundred Flowers Witch raised her brows and snorted coquettishly, "Old Ghost Han, I am not in your hands, I am just worried about that boy."

Han Feng looked gloomy, "Don't tell me? Witch of Hundred Flowers, you can seduce others but you can't seduce this old man. Believe it or not, this old man crushed you to death with one hand!"

"Old ghost, you don't have that ability, heck, I'm not so easy to mess with in Baihuagu. Why don't we make a deal?"

The Hundred Flowers Witch's face was like a peach blossom, her eyes flashed, she straightened out the white scenery on her chest that was strangled by the flame rope, and suddenly looked at Han Feng.

"Oh? Let's talk about it!"

Han Feng remained unmoved, his eyes flickering.

"I'll give you a top-quality fire talisman that can increase the power of the Lihuo Orb by half. How about you let me go?"

The Hundred Flowers Witch looks like she's convinced of you, with a rippling smile on her face.

"what?"

The patriarch of the Han family focused his eyes, and unconsciously increased his strength, causing waves in his heart.

The Lihuo Pearl was a treasure bestowed by the sect. With this treasure, after leaving the sect, Han Feng returned to his hometown, took root outside Qingfeng City, and established the current Han Family Village.

Hundreds of years have passed, and his strength has been stuck at the bottleneck. If he can get the best fire talisman, even if the power of the Li Fire Orb is only increased by half, it will be enough to attract people.

Call ~
It took him a long time to recover, restraining the greed in his heart, and a killing intent flashed in his eyes, "Don't say it? Then don't blame the old man for being ruthless!"

The Baihua Witch's complexion fluctuated, and she snapped: "Han Feng, are you determined to wrestle with my Baihuagu today?"

"So what? I really think the old man is afraid of you?"

The patriarch of the Han family's eyes turned cold, and the strength of his subordinates increased again.

"you are vicious!"

Baihua Witch's complexion changed again, and her lips twitched a few times. I don't know what the sound transmission said, but the ancestor of the Han family let go.

She took out a blood-red fire talisman from her bosom and threw it over. Instead of saying harsh words, she smiled like a flower and said, "Master Han, we don't know each other. I hope to visit you in the future. The old master Don’t turn people away.”

"It's easy to say, easy to say, I won't send it away!"

The patriarch of the Han family kept his face expressionless, put away the fire talisman, and let the charming witch in front of him disappear into countless scattered flowers with a thud and disappear without a trace amidst the laughter.

After thinking blankly for a while, he turned into a gust of wind and shot away.

Today's Hanjiazhuang is full of desolation, and the guards who survived are cleaning up the corpses.

In the reception hall, Patriarch Han Changgen looked a little better, and he was drinking tea with Zhou Lin, "Han has nothing to repay for saving my life. This Ten Thousand Swords Token was originally given by the ancestor, please accept it."

"I have already prepared a generous gift, and when the ancestor comes back..."

Whoosh!
Han Feng landed in the hall, and Han Changgen stood up, his eyes beaming with joy: "The ancestor is back!"

"You go down, the old man is here to accompany the little friend."

The patriarch of the Han family glanced at Wan Jianling who was pushing in front of Zhou Lin, and with a flick of his sleeve, pushed Han Changgen out.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Han Changgen saluted respectfully, turned and left.

Now that the Han Family Village was almost wiped out, all kinds of buildings were blown down, and there were countless casualties. The ancestors were not in a good mood. Fortunately, the real pillars were still there, so it was not unbearable.

A lot of waste is waiting to be done, he, the owner of the village, has no time to catch his breath, and commands the guards to rebuild his home.

Zhou Lin was holding a teacup with a calm expression.

What the patriarch of the Han family said after he took his seat made his face change drastically.

(End of this chapter)