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420. the 420th chapter only death

The overlapping Yin Qi dissipated, and the air in the bamboo forest suddenly became much fresher.

Lesang looked up at the sky again, suddenly thought of something, and his face became colder a little.

...

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" An impatient voice came from the practice room, which was the voice of the leader of the Sword Sect.

"I didn't expect that you are so punctual, Master." Le Sang did not blame or feel guilty for his lateness at all, but instead joked with a smile.

With a heavy snorkeling, the Sword Sect leader stretched out his palm: "Support the things!"

"What's it?"

"Don't pretend to be confused with me. I have done it as you ask. You stole my things and don't you want to hand them over?"

"Oh, you said that thing." Lesan's smile deepened and he looked at him innocently: "I have thrown away that thing. Sorry, I can't give it to you."

"You! Say! What!!!" His eyes turned bloody in an instant, like a vampire in the dark night.

"I said, I have already thrown it away!" Lesang put away his smile, word by word, with absolute affirmation. There was no sign of fear in his eyes.

"You are looking for death!" The gesture suddenly changed, and the leader of the Sword Sect waved at Lesang with one punch.

With a gentle hum, Lesang raised his hand and grabbed his fist. The huge force made him feel so painful that his face twisted: "I said, you are not my opponent!"

The junior summoner faces the junior summoner, and he has no summoner and is not her opponent.

"You witch from Fengling City, I must kill you!" With a roar, the leader of the Sword Sect suddenly broke away from Lesang's hand, flew up, and the sharp long sword slashed towards Lesang.

Lesang didn't blink for a moment, and a force radiated in his hand. The pure white light ball directly faced the sword. The sword stopped above her head. No matter how hard the leader of the Sword Sect used, he could not chop down again.

Just as the leader of the Sword Sect was sweating profusely, Lesang suddenly stopped, then twisted his body, and the sharp sword slashed directly to the ground, and the person holding the sword fell even more embarrassed.

He covered his mouth and laughed softly. Lesang looked at the man who used to call his master: "Actually, I planned to save your life at the beginning, but I don't know what's going on. Things are getting worse and worse. Now, only by dying can I get out of here!"

When she first entered the Sword Sect, she wanted to summon magic weapons. But for some reason, she seemed to be getting deeper and deeper in the Sword Sect. She accidentally changed the future of the Sword Sect.

Now that Jianyi has become the sect leader, there is no need for this old sect leader who is seriously ill. Keeping it is just a disaster.

"Witch, you have no faith!!!"

"Ha, you call me a witch, so I naturally have to be more dedicated. So, why should I be trustworthy?"

She made an agreement with him that as long as he let Jianyi become the sect leader, he would return the summoning weapon to him, and he actually believed it. Should he say that he was smart and confused for a lifetime, or should he say that he was... stupid?

"you--!"

"Sect Master, there is a junior sister who will be your company on the road to Huangquan. I believe you will not be lonely, so go well." A murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and Le Sang suddenly pulled out the sword beside him and stabbed into the chest of the Sword Sect leader.
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