Chapter 1779： Holy luck! (1/2)
”Kunlun Wuxin... didn't even die...”
The Tianjiao from all sides stood up one after another, looking at Su Han with weird expressions, secretly surprised.
In the previous scene, they also saw clearly through the Sense Talisman, the person who shot must be the Holy Lord.
At that time, the land was directly destroyed in ruins. I thought that Kunlun Wuxin had no bones, but now he stands in front of them intact. What happened in the middle makes everyone unable to figure out what happened.
”Abraham, you want a human race to fight for your Jialan Protoss?”
Emperor Xuan Ding said suddenly.
”This is contrary to today's original intention.”
A strong man in the real dragon list raised an objection.
Abraham smiled and said faintly: ”The Wuxin Daoist is an external director of our Jialan Protoss, and his status is equal to my Jialan Protoss God. He will replace my Jialan Protoss in the battle. There is nothing wrong with it.”
”Well, there is nothing wrong with it.”
Dragon Emperor nodded slowly.
When everyone saw this, they didn't say anything.
Since the Dragon Sovereign had no objection, if they continued speaking, it seemed that the structure was small, and it was under the influence. From the moment Su Han appeared, Xuanyuan Po has been staring at Su Han. His father and the current Protoss have fallen to pieces. Eighty to ninety percent of the reasons are to be attributed to Kunlun. Seventy to eighty percent must be counted in front of him. On the head of Wuxindaochang
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Yuwen Chenghao, Long Qianyu, Lin Tinghe and Dao Yuxiu and other Taoists were looking at Su Han with complicated eyes.
Especially the latter and others. As Taoism, they can only watch a human race shake the immortal world with the name of Taoism.
This really makes them feel bad.
In the open space below the high platform, Su Han alone confronted ten top celestial arrogances in the fairy world including Long Fuxuan.
”Wonderless Daoist, I won't fight you this time, after all, we also fought last time.”
Xue Guchao Su Han smiled.
Sword God Yinhuang said lightly: ”Last time was the last time, this time is this time.”
Xue Gu suddenly smiled bitterly.
”You have to deal with ten of us one by one. It's a bit bigger.”
Someone said lightly.
”It's just ten, not too big.”
Su Han smiled lightly.
When the other party heard the words, his complexion changed slightly, and a faint coldness flashed in his eyes.
”The first game, Bi Xiuwei.”
Long Huang said lightly.
Su Han smiled and glanced at everyone, ”Before the True Dragon God Realm, some people thought that I was dead, so they felt that they could post freely to slander the Human Race and ruin the Human Race's luck.
Unfortunately, my life was hard, I accidentally survived, and I accidentally followed the Jialan Protoss to the True Dragon Academy.
Choosing a day is not as good as hitting the sun, I will take the last part of the road to the fortune, and take the opportunity to finish. The sentimental brother should be optimistic, and I will come to you later. ”
Many people looked at Song Heng subconsciously.
Song Heng snorted in his heart, and as expected, Su Han followed the eyes of these people and looked at him.
”Sure enough, it is the Xuanding clan.”
A faint smile flashed in Su Han's eyes.
Song Heng's face was green, without saying a word, he could only pin his hopes on Long Fuxuan.
As long as Su Han is defeated by Long Fuxuan, his remarks are still valid, otherwise...
”True Dragon Academy, Long Fuxuan.”
Long Fuxuan took a step slowly, looking at Su Han.
”Are you the first quasi-sage of the True Dragon Academy.”
Su Han smiled lightly: ”Compared with you in that sentimental winter, is he better than you? If he is stronger, let him come and discuss with me.”
”Song Heng's strength is relatively average, not as good as mine.”
Long Fuxuan said calmly.
It was just an ordinary sentence in her eyes, and when she said it at this moment, it made everyone look weird.