puff!

Although the dignified Dasheng Tian was not as weak as he could be killed instantly by Su Haoran, he did not expect Su Haoran to kill him, and even more because he knew Su Haoran’s true identity and did not want to avoid Su Haoran’s attack.

But Tian Dasheng was also lucky because he also had a substitute for death curse on his body.

As the blood splattered, his already split body quickly reversed and healed again.

However, when he turned around and looked at Jiang Ming, his face instantly turned pale as paper.

Jiang Bai was killed again, and even the mecha on his body was shattered into pieces.

"Xiao Ming!"

Tian Dasheng felt that all his strength was exhausted, so he slumped on the ground with a thump, and cried loudly: "I'm sorry for you, my master. If I had come out early to stop you, I wouldn't have ended like this."

Jiang Ming was his beloved disciple whom he devoted all his efforts to cultivate. He became the first day of the Immortal Palace and won him face.

But as he himself said, Jiang Ming’s death today is only blamed for Tian Dasheng himself.

When Su Haoran entered the cocktail party and attacked Xia Zhongping, Tian Dasheng already knew it.

When Jiang Ming went downstairs to provoke trouble, Tian Dasheng didn't have time to stop him, but when he thought of his precious disciple, he had some small thoughts because of Su Haoran's inner demon.

He believed that although Su Haoran was the reincarnation of the ancestor of the Immortal Palace, his current strength was limited and his memory might not be complete. He wanted to take advantage of the young master's life to let his disciples use the power of Daxia to suppress him, which might help Jiang Ming to relieve his inner demons, but he did not expect that things would develop to this point.

Su Haoran raised his sword and said with a cold face: "You not only harmed your disciple, but you also ruined yourself."

"Master!" Tian Dasheng turned his head mechanically. When he looked at Su Haoran's cold gaze, he felt that his soul was frozen.

"Please commit suicide and apologize." Su Haoran's eyes were cold and his voice became even colder.

"Master, I..."

"die!"

Su Haoran's eyes and tone were firm, which scared Tian Dasheng so much that he did not dare to disobey at all.

Under everyone's gaze, Tian Dasheng raised his palms, and his palms were trembling constantly at the top of his head.

"Let's wait!"

Just then, a tall man in a black robe appeared.

This person is nearly 1.9 meters tall, slightly taller than Su Haoran. A black mask covers his face, revealing only a pair of eyes with lightning: "Kunlun God of War, can you give me a face and let Tian Dasheng go? If he dies, the cooperation between Daxia and the ultimate land will be terminated. This is a huge loss for our Daxia and even all mankind."

Su Haoran didn't ask who the person was, and said calmly: "Just Tian Dasheng died. He will ultimately not terminate his cooperation with Daxia. I can guarantee this."

"Can't you give me this face?" The man in black robe suddenly took a step forward, and a terrifying trend rushed towards Su Haoran.

The Peak Great Saint!

When Su Haoran faced this person, he felt even more terrifying than when facing the evil monk Shi Wujie and the Fantasy City King Zhang Tianchun. Even if Su Haoran now opens the 210 secret body hidings, even if he can fight Xia Zhongping, he knew in his heart that if he fights with the man in black robe in front of him, he would be hard to have a chance of winning without giving all the cards.

But will Su Haoran surrender?

Of course not!

Bang!

Su Haoran raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and said softly: "Mu Ghost!"

boom!

The wooden ghost that had never appeared suddenly appeared beside Su Haoran like a ghost. The terrifying aura of the great demon in the Dao Realm formed an invisible storm, blowing the black robe on the man in black.

No matter how powerful this mysterious peak sage was, he was suppressed by the momentum of the wood ghost and retreated four or five steps away, which scared him to the point of horror.

"die!"

Su Haoran ignored the man in black robe and still stared at Tian Dasheng, giving orders coldly.

Why!

Tian Dasheng sighed heavily, his palms suddenly fell down, slamming his head.

thump!

When Tian Dasheng's body fell to the ground, the man in black robe clenched his fists tightly.

He seemed to be trying to attack Su Haoran, but...

The Mu Gui raised his hand and pointed at him, bowed to Su Haoran and asked, "Master, this guy has the intention to kill you, will he kill?"

Kill or not!

The man in black robe was so scared that he trembled, and his clenched fists immediately released.

Fortunately, Su Haoran waved his hand, and the Mu Gui quietly retreated behind him.

Then, Su Haoran looked up at the collapsed ruins of the Xiangshan Club and said loudly: "When do you want to watch the show?"

"Hey! I'm really embarrassed to show up!"

Then, an old man wearing the God of War armor similar to Su Haoran's style appeared like a ghost.

His voice was still echoing behind the ruins, but his figure had already reached Su Haoran.

"Divine Descendants."

"The sacred descendants from the Ultimate Earth Immortal Palace also appeared, but something seemed to be wrong. He seemed to be very afraid of Su Haoran!"

"What is going on? Isn't the Kunlun God of War born into a grassroots? If the Demon King's daughter had not followed him, how could he have the status of a marquis? Why would such a grassroots be so respected by the top figures of the Ultimate Earth Immortal Palace?"

The other so-called senior leaders immediately smelled a strange smell.

Since Su Haoran returned to Earth, the people from the Immortal Palace have also come out and actively contacted the senior management of Daxia according to Su Haoran's instructions to improve their scientific and technological strength for Daxia.

And this sacred descendant is one of the five great road powerhouses in the Immortal Palace, known as the sword immortal Li Yibai.

The existence at the first level of the Taoist realm is a powerful man who does not exist in the world and is a person who truly belongs to myths and legends.

Li Yibai walked to Su Haoran, bowed and said, "Big..."

"Just call me lord." Su Haoran interrupted Li Yibai's words, not wanting him to say the word "Emperor" that was too terrifying.

"grown ups!"

Li Yibai immediately changed his words: "All the mistakes arose because of me. After coming to the mortal world, I have been praised too much and have been enjoying their offerings for more than half a year. If I had arrived earlier today, this would not have happened. Please forgive me."

"Since you know you are guilty, you must forgive me."

Su Haoran patted Li Yibai on the shoulder and said, "In the future, you will be responsible for the cooperation with Daxia. You will only have one and a half years. You must upgrade the military equipment of Daxia to the level of a truly first-level civilization within this year and a half."

"Sir, I'll do my best."

"Okay, go back."

Su Haoran waved his hand, and Li Yibai immediately bowed and retreated.

At this moment, everyone present had completely changed their eyes at Su Haoran.

Originally, everyone's senior officials looked at Su Haoran with a hint of disdain, which was due to the contempt deep in their souls.

But now, their eyes were full of awe, as if they were looking at a god.

Su Haoran glanced at everyone present, raised his hand and pointed at Xia Zhongping's body placed in the ruins, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Have the body away for 24 hours, and investigate the palace of the King of War."

"yes!"

All the senior executives present bowed and agreed at the same time.

Even though these people have higher positions than Su Haoran, they are as obedient as Su Haoran's soldiers at this time.

However, when Su Haoran looked for the man in black robe again, the mysterious peak saint disappeared without a trace.

Dozens of miles away, on the rooftop of a hidden building, the man in black robe appeared again, raised his hand to take off the mask on his face, revealing a national face that was not angry and powerful.

"Your Majesty Dragon Lord, what do you think of Kunlun God of War?"

Then, an elegant middle-aged man in white Tang suit appeared behind the man in black.

That’s right, this man in black is the current emperor of Daxia, the dragon lord Xia Xiaoyao!

And the middle-aged man is naturally Zhang Tianchun, the king of the Fantasy City.

"he!"

Xia Xiaoyao frowned slightly and said, "He is too strong. He can easily achieve great success in the capital and easily surpass the power of heaven."

"My Dragon Lord!"

Zhang Tianchun sighed and said, "If he really had a strange intention, he could pacify the country and destroy the country with a wave of his hand. Moreover, there is still a one-and-a-half-long limit in this world. Why do you still worry about this young man who can save the world?"

The Dragon Lord is silent.

After a long time, his frown finally unfolded, and he said with a heavy focus: "Let him go to the border tomorrow. Before the end of the world, we must clear away all disunity and lack of practice, which may destroy the power of the decisive battle in the end of the world, and let him point his sword at the peacock."

"yes!"

Zhang Tianchun agreed and then turned around and retreated.

"Su Haoran!"

The dignified Dragon Lord of Daxia held the rooftop fence in both hands, looked at the direction of Xiangshan Club and murmured to himself: "I am indeed worried. Such a person's future goal is heaven, and it is absolutely impossible for the world."
Chapter completed!