Chapter 238 (1/2)

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The most lively day of dahezong. The news of Yan Chuan's immediate arrival spread widely. A large number of Da he Zong's disciples rushed to watch the arrival of the army.

Xuanfeng, a palace on the hillside.

A black robed man stood quietly on a stone platform with a thin sword hanging from his waist. The black robed man held the sword in one hand, and looked out of the dahezong, looking at the smoke and dust rolled up by 3000 troops in the distance.

”Big brother!” Two men walk behind the man in black.

Elder martial brother, it is the elder martial brother who was overthrown by Yan Chuan with Feng Shao in the past, Jiangnan!

And the two people behind Jiangnan were also those poisoned by Yan Chuan that day.

”Elder martial brother, Yan Chuan is about to join the sect. Previously, Feng Shao and uncle Feng Shao invited us to stop him! We didn't go! ” One said.

”Better not to go!” Jiangnan light road.

”Elder martial brother, is that the humiliation of that day The man frowned.

”The leader will not turn Yan Chuan out of the door. Feng Shao will let Yan Chuan in even if he stops him. If you go now, you will only be disgraced. The past humiliation will be discussed in the future. ” Jiangnan has a deep voice.

”Well, I'm waiting for the elder martial brother!” They nodded.

Three people a burst of silence, quietly looking at the distance outside the gate.

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sitting lazily on the Dragon platform, Yan Chuan held his chin and looked at the approaching Mountain Gate of dahezong.

At the gate of the mountain, there is a huge stone tablet with the three characters of ”dahezong” written forcefully.

There was light fog around, but it was noon now, and there was fog, which only showed that dahezong had a large mountain protection array that had not yet been opened.

Vaguely, Yan Chuan can see the inner four sides of dahezong, with a large number of people. Obviously, many people are concerned about their own line.

But at the gate of the mountain, at this moment, there are two hundred practitioners, one by one, with their swords at daggers drawn, and their expressions are filled with all sorts of evils.

Yan Chuan was one of the ten people who had been poisoned.

The first one was the grandson of the leader who was stuck in his windpipe with a grape, Feng Shao!