Chapter 390 Mark

Yi Han was stunned. He suddenly realized that there was something he deliberately pursuing. When he suddenly got it effortlessly, he would have a very wonderful feeling. He couldn't say this feeling.

"Are you forcing yourself?" Yi Han took a deep breath and asked.

Ye Zhishuang shook her head, and then nodded. Her face was indifferent, and she couldn't see many expressions.

Yi Han gently shook her delicate and boneless little hand and smiled at her. Although under the mask, his smile was very astringent and obscure, it brought Ye Zhishuang a different feeling.

Yi Han let go of his hand and walked forward.

Ye Zhishuang quietly watched him leave. She raised her little hand. Somehow, she felt that the feeling he had just held was the warmth she had never seen in her life.

"It's a strange person." Ye Zhishuang muttered quietly.

Several gray fogs hit these people in the fierce battle again. Yi Han saw it, waved the dagger blade in his hand, and several auras rolled out and hit those fogs fiercely.

Bang!

The fog was instantly blown apart by those auras. The few mages who used the fog marks trembled all over in an instant by the sudden explosion of the fog. Their faces turned white, and the focal length of their eyes was sometimes tight and sometimes expanded. In a while, several mages spit out a few mouthfuls of hot blood one after another.

"What?"

The blood fell out, which made everyone stop the fight in their hands and looked at the man who suddenly appeared in shock.

People began to separate. After all, those who can casually destroy this ancient mark will never exist at a low level.

Yi Han walked out and let most of the other party's eyes gather. People began to separate a way by themselves for Yi Han to come.

The crane saw it, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes, and he also walked quickly.

"The person who can easily destroy the breath of the mark is definitely not an ordinary person... Well, who are you? I don't remember that there is a master like you in the 'Ling' organization.

The young man was worried for a while, looked at Yi Han, and said with a soft smile.

"Oh... Naturally, I'm not from the 'Ling' organization. Yi Handao.

"Then I hope you don't interfere in this matter. Please leave your name, and the younger generation will naturally come to visit in person." The young man laughed.

"Visit? Can I take this as a threat? Yi Han asked.

Hearing this, the young man quickly waved his hand: "Please don't think too much. How dare the younger generation? It's just that at this time, it's our family and 'Ling' organization. It's better for outsiders not to interfere!"

"What if I want to intervene?" Yi Han asked strangely.

"Are you ready to withstand the anger of our family?" The young man laughed.

"Your family? What a big family? I have also heard of a few player forces in Shenzhou, Sleepless City, white clothes and red sleeves, and the world's crazy knife meeting. I don't know which force you belong to? Yi Han asked with a smile.

"Oh, can a group of forces that can't get on the stage be compared with our family?" The young man shook his head, and his eyes were full of disdain.

"Are there more people in your family than them?"

"The strength of a force is not determined by the number of people. The masters of our family are tens of millions of times theirs."

"Oh? Are there many masters in your family? More than the eight sects?"

"Eight sects? That's just a dog in our family. The young man's eyes gradually drifted a trace of impatience and said, "Sir, if you are interested, please get out of the way and don't get involved in this matter, otherwise, no matter who you are, you will be extinguished!"

"What I don't like most is the threat of others. You humiliated me just now. Get out of here before I get angry." Yi Handao.

The young man knew that Yi Han would not let go so easily. He looked at several men with swords beside him and nodded secretly.

Suddenly, the men with swordsmen immediately jumped and burst out of energy. A lightning-like sword spirit burst out in an instant and went straight out to Yi Han's face.

It's like a few virtual shadows, the instant shuttle, making people's eyes unable to capture their trajectory at all.

Yi Han's eyes flashed, his figure was light, and his body was weak. Several shadows flew out of his gradually weak body. First, he rushed to all directions. After turning in the air, he was full of murderous intent and hit the sword-wielding men fiercely.

Bumbangbang...

There were muffled noises in the air, and then a few blood flowers splashed out, which was extremely gorgeous.

At the end of the collision between the electric flint, the men with swords who rushed out fell straight from the air and fell directly to the ground. They could no longer move and died.

At first sight, the young man's face turned slightly white, and a trace of blrment flashed in his eyes.

These people are all masters of the family, and he also knows their strength. If such a good hand is thrown out, they can completely become a person, even a person on the list. They also have the power to fight, but in front of this person, they can't take a move.

The young man gritted his teeth, looked at Yi Han coldly, and said angrily, "Senior, are you trying to be our family?"

"If you insist on imprinting on the members of the 'Ling' force, then I don't mind." Yi Han turned his eyes, looked at several mages in the crowd, and then said, "Throw those books that record the breath, otherwise no one can leave today!"

"Don't you think you are too arrogant?" The young man said.

"You are strong, that's why you are domineering and suppress the 'Ling' organization. Now, I'm stronger than you, so I'm just following your example. If you admit your arrogance, I don't mind accepting this praise."

"You..."

"Drow down the book." Yi Han waved his hand gently, and a blue blade, quietly spread around it, and the whole valley became Yi Han's blade field.

As long as his mind moves, the blade can completely strangle all the people here into ashes, and open the spiritual root. Can these people touch it casually?

Those mages were motionless, but there was still a little doubt in their eyes. They looked at the young man and didn't know whether they should throw away the book that recorded the breath of most of the members of the 'Ling' organization.

"You can't throw it away!" The young man said angrily, " Put it all away. I don't believe what they can do to us!" We are players, and we will be resurrected when we die. What are we afraid of? We have recorded many people in this book. Even if we can't collect all your breath today, it will be completed in the future. However, the people who have recorded it should prepare to meet the pursuit of our family first!"

The young man took out a return to the city charm, looked at Yi Han and others, and sneered, "After a few days, the 'Ling' organization should be eliminated!" Crane, wait!"

After saying that, the young man wanted to tear up the charm back to the city.

Poo.

A black light flashed, and then a bloody hand flew up.