The middle-aged man in the golden robe saw Han Ruoshui's answer so openly, without any hesitation, and was not surprised at all, because the other party had such a personality.

"Cheng Nie, can you ask for trouble for my junior brother's grandson for this Nan Huaiyuan?"

Han Ruoshui glanced at the middle-aged man in a golden robe, called him his name and questioned him without any politeness.

Cheng Nie paused, then returned to nature, smiled and said, "I'm just asking. I heard that Ji Yang's grandson is a young genius, and now he is in the middle and late stages of the martial arts Xuan level, so he was curious for a moment and asked a few more questions."

After a pause, Cheng Nie seemed to be a little afraid of Han Ruoshui in front of him, and said further: "You know, even if Wang Le was placed in the martial arts world, he was not inferior to those geniuses of his generation. Moreover, his achievement of the martial arts mysterious level is still in this secular world with scarce cultivation resources, which is even more valuable."

"As a genius and monster like this, Cheng, as a martial arts man, would be too hypocritical if he had not had a little curiosity about Wang Le."

Speaking of this, Cheng Nie smiled and asked back: "Brother Han, is this right?"

At this time, Han Ruoshui, who was expressionless, hummed, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, and a deep look of evil was said, "It's better not to make bad ideas. You also know Han's temperament, so don't end it in the end."

"Uh" Cheng Nie showed a far-fetched smile and said, "Even if I want to provoke anyone, I don't want to make a grudge against Brother Han, unless Cheng thinks this stable life is too boring and needs some excitement."

Han Ruoshui glanced at Cheng Nie without comment, and then said lightly: "It's good to understand. Han sealed his sword for more than ten years. Once the killing is started, it wouldn't be as simple as killing one or two people."

Cheng Nie's face changed, and an unconcealed fear flashed in his eyes, because Han Ruoshui never lies, and the title of Nanhua Blood Sword was not blown out.

"This guy can even kill his favorite Taoist couple. There is nothing he can't do. Those who go to the Taoist slaying are all crazy."

Thinking of the crazy killings that Han Ruoshui had done by certifying the Tao by killing, Cheng Nie couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Even though Cheng Nie's martial arts cultivation is in the late stage of the martial arts realm, he said that he was extremely different from Han Ruoshui's cultivation, but he really wanted to fight life and death. The person who died in the end must be himself, not the crazy guy in front of him who achieved enlightenment by killing.

Of course, as a late-stage master of martial arts, Cheng Nie would not be so afraid of Han Ruoshui, but he just didn't want to discuss life and death with a madman.

At this time, the group of masters standing respectfully behind Han Ruoshui and Cheng Nie were even more silent and did not dare to breathe, because these two people's reputation in the martial arts world has never been good people, and their decisive killing nature can be said to be well-known.

Now everyone heard the verbal confrontation between Han Ruoshui and Cheng Nie, for fear that the two of them would start to fight if they had a disagreement. If they were not done well, they would be affected by the fish.

Fortunately, although Han Ruoshui and Cheng Nie had a spark-like conversation, they still didn't fight. After all, they had just arrived in Sijiu City and didn't want to have a conflict so soon.

Then he saw that the two of them no longer continued to talk about Wang Le. Cheng Nie waved his hand and ordered the master on his side to say, "Retain the body of Master Nan and send him back to the martial arts world."

A big inside expert in front of the back nodded, and then he did not delay any longer and led his people to clean up the scene.

After a while, the middle-aged master who was leading the middle-aged man walked to Cheng Nie who was standing in the field and reported respectfully: "Master Cheng, the Taoist sword that Senior Nan relied on for fame has been lost and is not nearby."

"Oh" Cheng Nie was stunned, then remained silent next to him, as if he was absent-minded Han Ruoshui, and then said: "Maybe it was taken away by that Wang Le."

While talking, Cheng Nie couldn't help but show a hint of regret. After all, the natal magic weapons of martial arts masters are rare in the martial arts world. Then, they will be used for themselves after returning to the furnace forging and processing.

At this time, Wang Le, who was invisible on the sycamore tree, curled his mouth and said to himself: "I have worked hard to solve this old master with a bull's nose. If you don't get any benefits at all, that's all that."

After thinking about it, Wang Le, who was invisible, glanced at him and saw that Cheng Nie did not say hello to Han Ruoshui. He turned around and led his own master to leave the scene and return home.

Soon, Cheng Nie and his people disappeared into the distance and disappeared in the dark night. At the scene, the dozen people from Li Mubai and Zhuang Ruixiong, who had no intention of leaving Han Ruoshui, still stood there, as if they were in deep thought, and occasionally flashed through their eyes.

Of course, Li Mubai and others did not dare to disturb him, so they had to stand behind Han Ruoshui obediently and wait for the other party to speak.

After a while, Han Ruoshui, who was carrying his hands on his back, kept silent and said to himself with a strange tone: "This kid has two brushes, no wonder he can kill Nan Huaiyuan over the ranks."

Immediately, Han Ruoshui turned his back to everyone and said, "Come here, everyone else will go back first."

Without waiting for Li Mubai to reply, Zhuang Ruixiong nodded quickly, then turned around and quickly left with a group of experts in the inner circle.

Because I stayed in a place with cold water, even if the other party and I were in the same camp, I still felt extremely depressed and uncomfortable.

In this way, when Zhuang Ruixiong left, Li Mubai also respectfully walked to Han Ruoshui and said respectfully: "Thanks to Master, otherwise Wang Le's life would be in danger."

I saw Han Ruoshui, who had no expression on his face from beginning to end, finally softened his hard lines. He smiled and said, "I didn't expect that my junior brother would still have his bloodline in this world, and he was better than his blue. Xiaoxiao was already in the late stage of the martial arts Xuan level. The junior brother back then could not catch up."

After a pause, Han Ruoshui glanced around again and said, "The murderous aura between Le and Nan Huaiyuan has not dissipated for a long time. It can be seen how fierce the life-and-death battle between the two was at that time. It was never easy to challenge the two. Even though Nan Huaiyuan was seriously injured, he had been in the middle stage of the martial arts realm for many years, and his cultivation base was here. Logically speaking, even if the combat power of the late martial arts Xuan level is strong, it is difficult to kill Nan Huaiyuan. After all, the gap between the two sides is too big and it is not so easy to smooth it out."

"Unless Wang Le is like me, it is almost impossible."
Chapter completed!