Elder Han's eyes rolled: "Even if you have great martial arts skills, what if you compare with Wuzong? Young man, I advise you... to think about the consequences more and not to be impulsive."

"I won't cry until I see the coffin!"

Fang Yuan laughed silently: "I was just a little happy to see the hunt. Could it be... do you think this is my full strength?"

"What?"

Elder Han was shocked, and an extremely dangerous feeling emerged in his heart.

"Go away!"

He no longer cared about anything and broke through in the opposite direction with Bian Xie.

These two men were extremely fast, and almost in the blink of an eye, they arrived at the door and window. Elder Han was even more confident that even Wuzong could not silently deal with the guards outside. As long as a large number of disciples were summoned, they could at least save their lives today!

But the next moment, his eyes widened, like a toad.

Huh!

In the hall, there seemed to be a whistling air flow, gathering on Fang Yuan.

A thick layer of fog appeared at some point, but it had spread inside and outside, as if there was life, stretching out countless tentacles and climbing towards him.

Go to bed! Go to bed!

Elder Han suddenly felt a strong sense of sleepiness, which suddenly hit his heart, and his steps couldn't help but slow down.

No matter how much I feel, my eyelids seem to be loaded with a heavy burden.

Bang!
Chapter completed!