Chapter 104 Royal Ghost Sect

The cold breath came along the body of the messenger in black, and Zhao Haoran released Zhong Nanshan.

The breath hit Zhao Haoran in an instant. Zhao Haoran was shocked but couldn't avoid it. The speed was so fast that he didn't even have time to react at all.

Zhao Haoran had a chill, and the cold breath seemed to want to extract his vitality, but Zhao Haoran's vitality was so powerful that the lack of aura directly absorbed the strange energy.

Zhong Nanshan took a few steps back. He had seen the strength of the immortal. As long as he opened his mouth and said the word "death", none of the people he looked at could survive, but Zhao Haoran did not respond for a long time. Is it possible that the immortal's immortality failed?

The messenger in black was stunned. Obviously, he did not expect that Zhao Haoran could get rid of the soul art so easily, and the unfavorable soul art would also fail.

"death"

A stronger cold breath came in an instant. Zhao Haoran had a calculation in his heart, knowing that this thing could not hurt him, with a smiling expression on his face. He wanted to see what else the messenger in black had.

There was no effect twice in a row. The black messenger's eyelids kept beating. His cultivation was not profound in his own sect, and he could only scare ordinary people and get some benefits.

The young man quietly resolved his soul art, asking him not to panic and arch his hand slightly, "I don't know if the senior is here. I'm sorry to bother you."

Zhao Haoran hurriedly walked less than ten feet in front of him, which is his most sure distance now. "Which sect are you a disciple? Why disturb the order of the mortal world?

The messenger in black secretly cried bitterly in his heart. No wonder this young man is not impatient and not afraid at all. Listening to him, he knows that he must be a soul man. He can't see the cultivation of the other party. The messenger in black only has the cultivation of the five-star soul man. "Senior, I am a disciple of the nearby ghost sect, and my teacher Yin Yangzi is a February soul. , I don't know where the senior came from?"

Zhao Haoran has never heard of such a sect, let alone yin and yang, and wants to lift the February soul to scare himself, but this person is also quite distracted.

The messenger in black crushed a jade charm on his back, and a wisp of dead air flew over to Zhao Haoran.

"Looking for death." Zhao Haoran shouted coldly, jumped to the side of the messenger in black, and crushed his neck with one palm. He wanted to spare his life, but he didn't expect to play tricks. This death should be his biggest support, but Zhao Haoran did not have much influence on Zhao Haoran.

Opening the clothes of the messenger in black, Zhao Haoran found a French flag and a jade slip. After the death of the man in black, the remaining soul automatically flew into the French flag, which was extraordinary.

The gloomy atmosphere on the French flag is very uncomfortable, but Zhao Haoran still put it away. This jade Jane can't be watched, so he can only wait for the divine consciousness to recover.

Zhong Nanshan and his followers have been stunned for a long time. In their eyes, the invincible existence died in Zhao Haoran's hands. How could they not panic, except for Zhong Nanshan who fell down.

"Great Immortals spare their lives"

"We are willing to follow the Great Immortals"

“......”

The begging for mercy came one after another. Zhao Haoran snorted coldly. These people are all wall grass, and they will dirty their hands if they kill them. "Brother Zhong, these people are up to you to deal with."

These usually high-ranking warriors turned around and kowtowed their heads.

"Master Zhong, I was wrong. I believed in the provocation of Zhong Nanshan's traitor. From now on, I will definitely follow Master Zhong loyally."

"Yes, I'm also willing to follow Master Zhong."

There was a harmony. In the face of death, no one could get rid of instinctive fear. Zhong Nanhai failed to turn around for a moment. The situation changed at this moment, which was really unexpected.

Suddenly remembered something, Zhong Nanhai rushed to Zhong Nanshan angrily, "Why did you kill your father? I want you to tell me yourself."

Zhong Nanshan's face showed a lonely look, "Huh, I have nothing to say. I didn't expect these wastes to betray me like this, but I still beat you."

Zhong Nanshan laughed, picked up the long sword beside him and scratched his neck, and fell to the ground forever.

Zhao Haoran saw clearly, and two lines of tears flowed from Zhong Nanhai's face.

"Congratulations, young master, you will be the head of the family in the future."

"Congratulations to the owner on eliminating dissidents."

" shut up." Zhong Nanhai closed Zhong Nanshan's eyes and said, "Bury him."

An Wei stepped forward and stroked Zhong Nanhai's back. Zhong Ming was a little scared, but he still came to him.

Zhong Nanshan wiped the corners of his eyes, "Weier, let's go back to Zhong's house. Although the family is not big, I don't want it to be destroyed in the hands of our generation. Now that my second brother is dead, I can only bear the heavy responsibility.

An Wei nodded with a smile, "As long as I follow you, it's the same everywhere."

Zhao Haoran couldn't help but be moved by the true feelings between the two. He couldn't help thinking of Haiya and felt distressed.

"Brother Zhao, should I call you Daxian?" An Wei's face showed a bright smile. She thought that Zhao Haoran was just a martial artist with profound martial arts skills, but she didn't expect that she was a fairy. No wonder she was still safe without eating for a month.

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose and said, "My sister-in-law really broke me. Now that you are in good condition, I should leave after disturbing you for so long."

"How can this be," Zhong Nanhai came over with a loud voice. "Brother Haoran, go and go to our Zhong's house to have a look. It will be a glorious thing for the family's sword score to be changed in the future. What an honor it is for the immortal to help modify the sword score."

Zhaoran pondered for a few seconds and decided to follow Zhong Nanhai to see the Zhong's house first. Now these martial artists are obed on the surface, but they don't know what they think in their hearts. Let's go and help him stabilize the situation first. "Well, then I won't be polite. I'll disturb you for a while. Don't dislike it."

The two laughed after hearing this.

Zhong Ming came up and said, "Big brother, you are so majestic. Can I also be a great fairy?"

Zhao Haoran smiled and said, "If you can practice swordsmanship well, you will have a chance to become a fairy in the future."

Zhong Ming's eyes were shining, and he was obviously moved by Zhao Haoran's unreliable promise.

As soon as Zhong Nanshan died, his confidant learned that they all fled from the Zhong family one after another. Zhong Nanhai easily controlled all the rights.

The Zhong family is very powerful in the nearby Nanli City. This Nanli City is a big city, with thousands of miles of territory. People come and go extremely prosperous. The Zhong family occupies a large gold mine and has the right to decide taxes. It is also a large family in this area.

The ancestral swordsmanship of the Zhong family is even more unique, but under Zhao Haoran's modification, it has completely become another appearance, but it is much more powerful.

Zhao Haoran lived peacefully for another month. The Zhong family compound was built in the most prosperous street, about a few hundred mu in size, and there were many slaves in the courtyard. Zhong Nanhai sent several young waitresses to take care of Zhao Haoran's living.

All day long, there is no need to worry about the delicacies, but there is no quiet atmosphere in the small courtyard of the mountain village. During this period, Zhao Haoran's situation has not improved at all, and he still can't use his soul power. He is annoyed and decided to go out to find a way. It is not a good idea to live in this Zhong family all the time.

Now Emperor Shitian must have found that the situation was wrong and quickly returned to his strength. At this time, there may be disciples of the Brahma sect to find himself.

Lying on **, Zhao Haoran couldn't sleep for a long time. He remembered the scene since he entered Lanhaizong and didn't know that the flowers planted by Haiya were alive in front of the cabin where he lived.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared on the window, and Zhao Haoran was very alert and found that something was wrong, "Who is it?"

The dark shadow broke into the window, and a middle-aged man with floating dust appeared in front of Zhao Haoran, wearing a long shirt and looked like a fairy. There was no sound outside. The guards of the night patrol must have been suppressed by the middle-aged man, otherwise such a big movement could not have responded.

"I don't know what's wrong with this gentleman's late-night visit?" Zhao Haoran sat at **, but looked up and down at the man without rushing to do it.