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Chapter 1862: Han Wentian is crazy

"Old man...you are so despicable!"

Qin Fei covered his chest and kept vomiting blood.

If it weren't for the fact that the black turtle seal had melted into his body, he would have taken the initiative to defend himself at the moment of being attacked, and his physical fitness was also very strong, he might have been killed by Han Wentian's palm.

At the same time, I also understood that the mark he injected into Han Zijian was definitely a tracking mark, and I caught up with it using the "television" skill that can only be mastered by ascending to the peak.

All of this is under the calculations of the old man Han Wentian.

"It's useless to say more, hand over the ancient fragments!"

Han Wentian fell to the ground and walked slowly forward, approaching Qin Fei step by step like a prehistoric giant crocodile.

"You really want to kill me?" Qin Fei gritted his teeth, his face full of reluctance.

There is no possibility of escaping in front of the masters who have ascended to the peak. Even if you use the power of the Heavenly Dao and the Heavenly Desolation Order, you will never be able to kill a powerful person of this level.

What's more, the meridians in the whole body were twisted into a mess, and they could not release such a big move at all.

Now, Han Wentian can kill himself with just one finger. The only trump card is his grandson.

Fortunately, I kept one move in advance, otherwise I would have been dead today.

Han Wentian obviously had no patience with Qin Fei and snorted coldly: "I kill you is like slaughtering a chicken or a dog. Do you need to give you an explanation?"

“Good… very good…”

Qin Fei's heart also had an unknown evil fire, his face full of gloom: "Old man, then just exchange one life for another!"

Originally, Qin Fei wanted to negotiate terms with Han Wentian, but Han Wentian's contemptuous look made Qin Fei feel extremely embarrassed and angry. Isn't it just death? Let his grandson bury him with him!

As the anger defeated reason, Qin Fei made up his mind and activated the fairy spirit in his body.

Suddenly, Han Zijian's body, who was fainting on the side, seemed to be hit by a missile.

boom....

In an instant, Han Zijian turned into a blood mist, and even his soul was destroyed into powder by the powerful fairy power in an instant.

"My grandson..."

Han Wentian was stunned, his body shook, and his eyes quickly turned blood red.

He was troubled by his inner demons and had always had the problem of being possessed by the evil spirits, but he just relied on drinking the essence and blood of the spirit beasts in heaven and earth.

Now, his only grandson died in front of him, which made him extremely angry. The spiritual power in his body continued to rush, causing his white hair to fly continuously, his whole body twitching, and he became crazy.

Seeing this, Qin Fei quickly entered the internal space of the Three Gods Order of Tianxuan, carefully tear open the cracks in the space and hide them. He did not dare to run around at all. If he was targeted by Han Wentian, who was already crazy, it would be troublesome.

And seize the time to regulate your breathing and strive to recover the disordered meridians as soon as possible.

After Han Wentian went crazy, he no longer had much consciousness, and he had endless killing in his heart. He waved his hands around frantically: "Come out... Come out... Come out... You kill my grandson... I want to kill you and pay his life!"

Boom boom boom...

Even though Han Wentian was crazy, he was a peak master in the Ascension Period. He could burn mountains and seas by swinging out a piece of spiritual power, and the sky collapsed and the earth broke.

The surrounding mountains are constantly turning into powder, and the ground is constantly cracking, spreading rapidly like spider webs for at least a thousand kilometers.

At this time, Han Huaqing, who had all his strength to fly away, also arrived. Seeing that his father was crazy and sick again, he was shocked: "Father, what's wrong with you... What about Zijian?"

"Die...Die...Hahaha...I'll be buried with my grandson!"

Han Wentian suddenly slashed at his son with a palm.

"Father, it's me..."

Han Huaqing was so scared that his eyelids twitched and he hurriedly activated the shield light to resist it. But it was like a fallen leaf encountered a strong wind, flying backwards for tens of thousands of meters, vomiting blood.

I feel sad and uncomfortable in my heart.

The son is gone and the father is crazy again. What should I do?

"Young Master..."

Soon, the Mahayana monks from the Han family also appeared one after another and helped Han Huaqing up. Looking at the crazy Han Wentian, they all frowned: "The master of the hometown is sick again, what should we do?"

"Did you bring a spirit-binding rope?" Han Huaqing asked in a deep voice.

This kind of rope was tailored by the Han family for Han Wentian. It can bind Han Wentian's spiritual power, trap him, and then find the essence and blood of the spiritual beasts in heaven and earth, and drink it for him to take care of it.

"I didn't take it. The master of my hometown has been doing well recently, and we didn't expect it!" One of the Mahayana monks said with a bitter expression on his face.

"Then go back and get it quickly, let's deal with it first." said another Mahayana monk.

"Put on my 'Storm War Clothes'." Han Huaqing gave his magic weapon to his subordinates to assist in flight.

He took everyone away and stared at his already crazy father from afar, frowned deeply. He hated Qin Fei even more. If it weren't for him, how could his father be stimulated and became dissatisfied with relatives?

When my father calms down, he must check the details of this kid well, and he will not be a human being if he doesn't catch him and refine his soul.

Qin Fei hid in the internal space of the Three Gods of Tianxuan and observed secretly for a while. When he saw that Han Wentian was indeed crazy, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But I was extremely worried. Even if I thought about it with my toes, I could think that from then on, the Han family would definitely regard themselves as the enemy of life and death from now on.

Forget it, it’s useless to make up for it now. I’d better find a way to hide for a while and improve my cultivation first.

After Qin Fei left the Three Gods Order of Tianxuan, he restrained his breath and began to fly carefully in the cracks in the space.

And he contacted Xue Fengyin with voice transmission: "Sister Xue, how are you doing now?"

"Someone is chasing me...it should be from the Han family. I can barely support you, what about you?"

Xue Fengyin spoke intermittently, and obviously the situation was not very good.

"I'm safe for the time being. I'll protect myself. I'll come and help you right away!"
Chapter completed!
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