With the addition of this new force, the battle next to the prison van seemed to be coming to an end.

But Han Le noticed that the joining of these adult men made the teenagers in yellow look uneasy.

"You are all children who have never been to the battlefield... Miss, hey... I know you are talented. Forget these words, I won't say much. After going back, the master will naturally say it."

The bald man glanced at Xu Huahua with some sympathy.

During the conversation between the two sides, Han Le guessed the origin of these people.

It is estimated that these people are the fathers of these young men. They seem to be chasing another group of Xuenuwei with the so-called little sword god. According to the original plan, they should not have appeared here.

"Is there anything very important for another group of Xuenuwei to make them have to give up their companions?"

Han Le had some speculation in his mind.

The bald man was still a little cautious about him, but with Xu Huahua's efforts to explain, he temporarily closed his hostile gaze towards Han Le.

"Look! Brother Ma, this knight leader is me... I joined forces with my friend to clean up!"

Xu Huahua glanced at Han Le, and saw that he did not seem to have any reaction to his great praise, so she immediately took the credit for herself, pointed at the knight leader and said:

"If I catch him back, will I have to remember the great achievements? In this case, even the master will not punish me!"

The bald man exclaimed, rode his horse over, revealing a hint of shock:

"It's actually the Black Evil Hand Ji Shura."

"You are a tycoon, too? I didn't expect you to miss the young lady's secret technique!"

The Knight leader didn't say a word. He had already been seriously injured and lost his ability to resist, so he let the bald man raise himself.

"Is this person very famous?" Xu Huahua came over and asked.

The bald man nodded, showing a hint of relief: "This guy is one of the three most famous subordinates under Liu Kui, who helped the evil to kill countless times, and his pistol technique is also superb."

"I have had a few friends fighting with him before, and they all said that this man had extraordinary martial arts skills, but he was defeated by the eldest lady."

"The secret technique is indeed extraordinary."

The black evil hand was taken off his helmet and his face looked like he was lost.

Han Le was happy and relaxed. With this group of people joining, it seems that he doesn't need to take action anymore.

The battle next to the prison van seems to have come to an end.

Under the powerful intimidation of Xu Huahua's "secret technique", under the encirclement of the real strong men from the Emerald Oasis, the Xuenu Guards chose to surrender one after another.

Although the Emerald Oasis cannot accommodate the Snow Slave Guards and the blood feud between the two sides is very profound, in previous records, few people in the Emerald Oasis kill prisoners.

The battle situation seems to be destined, and the rest should be tedious things such as cleaning the battlefield.

But for some reason, Han Le always felt a strange feeling in his heart.

It seems that there is something that has not been solved.

His attention began to shift from the Xuenugu, and finally settled on a prison car.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed.

It was like the flames in the dark, and a prison car burst into a terrifying light that only Han Le could see!

That was... a brilliance that made Han Le feel dazzling!

At that moment, even Han Le felt his eyes hurt and couldn't help but shed tears!

"Huh? Why are you crying?" Xu Huahua said in surprise.

Han Le didn't care to wipe his tears and shouted sternly: "Stop that boy!"

Where Han Le pointed to it, it was a prison car.

There was a boy in yellow who was unlocking the lock. In the prison car, an old man who looked hunched and embarrassed.

He heard Han Le's harsh shout, but the movements on his hands were completed.

The lock of the prison car was opened.

A severe pain penetrated his heart.

The young man looked at the dirty old man standing up from the prison car in a daze, and said in a daze: "You are not...our person..."

The next second, he fell backwards and a very thin blood column surged out of his chest!

"No!" Everyone roared.

The old man laughed, his laughter was like a cold demon.

"I finally waited for you gerbils."

"This time, I will catch you all in one go."

"Master has been holding you back for a long time. You probably really think that we will let you gerbils continue to live in this world disgusting?"

He stood up and took out something strange from his sleeve.

It was a strip wrapped in a precious yellow satin, which was shorter than a sword in terms of appearance.

A terrifying sense of crisis erupted in everyone's hearts.

Han Le solemnly looked at the object. It was this thing that made him feel stinging when he opened the true eyes of the universe!

"not good!"

"Everyone near the prison car retreated!"

The bald man couldn't help but roaring angrily at the top of his lungs.

But it's too late.

Amid the old man's cold laughter, he had gently pulled away the yellow silk, revealing the true appearance inside.

That's a...scarf!

The scabbard was trembling faintly, as if something was ready to go!

"The...sword intent of Ming Jianshan!"

The bald man trembled and suddenly shouted at Xu Huahua: "Miss, run away!"

"Don't look up, don't look at the sword intent!"

A scream rang out.

The sword intent, which was as terrifying as the sun, was finally unsheathed.

In just a moment, everyone near the prison car was under the terrifying pressure of the sword intent, so they couldn't breathe and couldn't raise their heads!

The old man’s target was not them, but they couldn’t help but kneel down!

On the contrary, the Xue Nugugus showed an expression of ecstasy!

Once the sword intent of Mingjian Mountain comes out, the world is invincible!

...

Han Le felt very uncomfortable.

The sword intent made him feel frightened!

"This sword intent comes from Mingjian Mountain? It can't be Liu Kui's, right? Isn't Liu Kui's Badao?"

"My body is actually starting to be scared..."

"What kind of strong man is this sword intent left by the sword?"

Han Le has practiced He Qingzhi's 36,000 swords and also learned the sword of Pinghuang.

These sword intents are left by the top strong men.

But there has never been a sword intent that has made him so uncomfortable.

Perhaps it was because neither the 36,000 swords nor the Pinghuang sword were targeted by him.

The sword intent taken out by the old man was aimed at Xu Huahua beside Han Le.

Han Le was by her side and couldn't help but share some of the pressure.

"die!"

The old man whispered.
Chapter completed!