Chapter 1149： The luck of a family! (1/2)

”Human, do you know where you are at the moment?

This is the realm of the Yasha tribe, you take a look around, although I don't know how you entered this place, but you want to go out, just wishful thinking.

Even if I tell you about the blood slaughter tribe, what can you do?

Your human race is just the lowest among the dozens of slaves of my Yasha tribe, and it's hard for you to move in this place! ”

There was a sneer at the corner of the Yasha clan's mouth, and it seemed very calm, not afraid that Su Han would kill him.

”The answer is not what you asked.”

Su Han smiled and waved his hand gently, and the other side's meat wing was directly broken.

As a result, this strong Yasha clan was not afraid, he still looked at Su Han sneerly, his wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but within a dozen breaths of effort, a new fleshy wing appeared!

”Among the Yasha tribe, there is a great saint whose authority is immortality. I and the ordinary Yasha tribe can benefit from this.

Don’t you know this? Oh, yes, as far as I know, your human race has only one saint now. You don't know much about the authority of the saint, right? ”

Yasha's family law sneered.

”You say that, I am getting more and more interested.”

A smile appeared in Su Han's eyes.

Next, he did many kinds of experiments.

Cut hands, feet, and even heads, each time the opponent can be reborn with severed limbs. After the head is beheaded, just reattach the head.

The newly born Yasha Clan has this ability, and it will become stronger as the cultivation base increases.

From the very beginning, that Yasha clan's discipline was calm, and gradually became suspicious. In the end, his face turned pale.

The severed limbs again and again gradually slowed his recovery speed. After about a hundred times, he finally couldn't help it:

”what do you really want?”

”You don't look good. It seems that the authority of your great saint will not make you truly immortal.

It's just that the resilience is stronger than ordinary people. You said that if I dug out your brain and stepped on your feet, would you die? ”

Su Han smiled.

Brains out?

Luo Fei's face changed in vain, and then he looked at Su Han with a weird look: ”It's really weird. When you face our Yasha clan, your strong human races are respectful and respectful, for fear of offending me, so why do you have a little respect for me? nothing?”

He could see that the other party didn't seem to be bluffing him.

”You are my defeat, why should I respect you?”

Su Han smiled lightly: ”Do you plan to answer my question? I will kill you if I don't plan to, and then catch a Yasha clan.”

”Well, you can ask, everyone in the Earth Immortal Realm knows about our Yasha tribe, and it's not easy to hide it.”

Luo Fei compromised.

He didn't want to die in the hands of a human race. If this were passed back to the blood slaughter tribe, it would be a shame for his family.

”You Yasha tribe, saint geometry, great saint geometry, holy master and geometry?”

Su Han said lightly.

”Do you want to ask?”

Luo Fei looked at Su Han with a surprised expression, and then came out these common sense questions one by one with a strange expression.

In the earth fairy world, the saints, great saints, and saint masters of every race will not deliberately hide their identities.

If someone in the clan is promoted to a saint, then they have to beat the gongs and drums, notify all parties, and show their muscles!

After the tea ceremony, Su Han's understanding of the Yasha tribe became a little deeper.