"The eighteen guns in the city, have the teacher forgotten?"

Gan Huang's question made Yang Fanhai's words stop suddenly, and he had nothing to say.

Gan Huang continued to say: "The disciple will never forget the teacher's grief that day, and he will be churning on the beach. The teacher is a hero, and even if he faces the Emperor of Heaven, he will be fearless, and even a saint is still as usual. After so many years, it is the first time and the only time for a disciple to see the teacher like that."

With his five fingers clenched his fists, the blue veins were revealed, and he said loudly: "From that day, my disciples have already sworn in his heart. One day, I will make the witch tribe pay for the blood debts and make the witch tribe seek justice for what they did in the past and for the pain they suffered in the past."

Yang Fanhai shouted: "I didn't let you do these things, never!"

"This is what I want to do!" Gan Huang also suddenly raised his voice and responded: "Teacher, you are a good person. No matter how many people you kill, you cannot change the kindness of the woman in your heart. I have no intention of judging whether this woman is good or bad. But the disciple dares to ask: Even if you forget the injustice of your own, can you let the death of the people in the 18 cities be like this?"

"Can you go there calmly now and look at the eighteen cities that have not been completely restored in ruins? If not, then the teacher will never blame the disciples for their revenge today. Revenge with revenge and blood with blood. This is the way the witch tribe does. I just put what I have learned into practice."

Gan Huang is a very rational person. He rarely loses his composure and is almost uneven. At least Yang Fanhai hasn't seen it in so many years. No matter when or whatever, he always looks smiling, and he always feels relaxed. It seems that there is nothing big in the world.

Therefore, no matter when, even when speaking before, even when we were talking, we did not have too high voices, and everything was adhering to the etiquette of master and apprentice.

At this moment, he lost his composure and even showed anger. He even raised his voice to Yang Fanhai and felt a sense of shouting loudly. This was something he had never seen before, which shows how profound the matter of the 18-year-old massacre of the city was in his heart.

Such questions also made Yang Fanhai speechless. He could ignore the harm others had given him or choose to forget the injustice he had suffered, but he could not answer this question on behalf of the people of the Eighteen Cities, because he was also a sinner when things happened back then.

Such a questioning was like a thunder thunder slamming Yang Fanhai's heart, making him unable to refute it, and he didn't know what to say.

"ah!"

A shrill cry came from the foot of the mountain. Goodbye, the red figure swept across the world, killing countless times, then turned into a red rainbow and rushed towards the mountain. It was obvious that the traces of Ganhuang had been found.

Gan Huang's plot was ruthless and ruthless. When he revealed everything to Yang Fanhai, he had already completely controlled the situation. The witch clan who could come to the southern camp to attend the meeting was an important figure in the clan. Not only the elders and clan leaders of the twelve witch clans, but almost all the other elites in the clan came.

When the firelight appeared, there was no other living witch clan in the entire southern camp except Jiufeng. It was meaningless to do anything else. Only by killing Gan Huang could barely ease the hatred in his heart.

But Yang Fanhai thought of something else, looked at Gan Huang, widened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "You did it on purpose!"

The witch clan has always had poor spiritual detection, not to mention that in such a place, Jiufeng rushed out for so long and didn't find Gan Huang and himself, but now he ran straight to him. Even though his spiritual consciousness was still paralyzed, he guessed that Gan Huang must have deliberately released his own breath to attract Jiufeng.

Faced with the shouting, Gan Huang did not deny it, but said lightly: "Can you let her continue to massacre our tribe members below?"

Yang Fanhai asked again: "Are you sure you can kill her?"

At this time, Jiufeng was already in pain. In this case, there was no victory or defeat, only life and death. Even though the talented genius in Ganhuang was only in the Taiyi Jinxian realm, Jiufeng had reached the level of sub-saint cultivation. Especially under the suppression of the Jiuzhou barrier, the witch clan had an advantage, and the two had a big difference in strength.

"Not sure!" Gan Huang shook his head without hesitation: "Even if there is no Jiuzhou barrier, I will not be sure to beat her. But, aren't you still there, teacher?"

Then he smiled brightly at Yang Fanhai: "Teacher, you probably won't watch me die, right!"

Yang Fanhai widened his eyes, and the blood vessels in his eyes almost burst. At this time, he was completely speechless. He had already felt that Gan Huang was terrified, but every moment he still felt that he still looked down on him.

The hatred for the witch clan may have been planted from the Eighteen Spurs of Burning the City, but this complete plan may have been from the letter I wrote in the past.

That letter allowed Gan Huang to resolve the dispute between the witch clan and the human race, and also made the witch clan start to face the Chinese crown prince. And that letter made Jiufeng trust him very much, and even not even a little guarded because he was his disciple.

I came here little by little, and made plans every day until today. Even if I came here to drink, I was intentional.

For this revenge, except for the Yanzhou camp and the northern troops, he probably had called on all the Chinese army. All the generals in the army were sent out, and even Ying Long, who was sent by Fuxi to protect the Gongsun royal family, went around to intercept the messenger, and there was no one left by his side.

In this case, there are dangers everywhere, only around me. My terrible disciple, inadvertently, applied all his combat power to the extreme, and even if he was a teacher, he became a pawn in his hand.

"Ah! Gan Huang, I'm going to kill you!"

Jiufeng roared and had arrived here in an instant. The long-handled sword in his hand was like a blade of death and killed Gan Huang.

Standing there, smiling, Ding Huang did not dodge or avoid, and he didn't even mean to use his skills to resist. He just stood there, as if he was gambling. Yang Fanhai would never sit idly by and watch Jiufeng attack him.

That moment was only a moment, a time for a thought, and that moment seemed like thousands of epochs, almost endless.

Yang Fanhai didn't think much, nor had any other choice. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the long-handed sword. Even with the suppression of the Jiuzhou barrier, the gap between the Immortal King and the Sub-Saint was still quite large. He raised his hand and easily resolved Jiufeng's fury with a blow.

"ah!"

Jiufeng changed her moves, intending to bypass Yang Fanhai and kill Gan Huang. However, the gap in strength was too big, even if she gave everything, she could not do it. When she dealt with her moves, Yang Fanhai easily resolved all her attacks.

In desperation, Jiufeng could only take a step back and roared: "Get out of the way!"

Looking at the woman who had lost her mind, Yang Fanhai felt that she had turned into a stone and could not speak. After a while, she shook her head and couldn't speak at all.

Gan Huang, who was standing aside, spoke softly, "At that time, the three of them used their kindness and kindness to escape, but they were kind enough to repay their grudges and kill our tribe members in the eighteen cities."

"Using others' kindness to evil is more unforgivable than pure sin. Today I want her to experience the feelings of your tribe, the former teacher, your tribe: a sense of anger, but helpless!"

"ah!"

These words were like sharp blades inserted into Jiufeng's heart, causing her to completely lose her mind and take action wildly. Even if it was Yang Fanhai in front of her, she would not have the intention of showing mercy.

Holding the golden light and the power of faith, Yang Fanhai easily blocked the terrifying attack. He spread his wings, used his speed to surround Jiufeng, raised his hand and slapped his chest directly, and the true energy poured into his body, instantly suppressing it.

Jiufeng's body became weak and she was imprisoned and unconscious.

With a stretch of his hand, he caught Jiufeng and hugged it horizontally in his chest. Yang Fanhai felt mixed feelings, and only he could understand the pain in his heart. He sighed and asked softly: "Why do you have to do things so decisively!"

Gan Huang also said softly: "Teacher, you should also know that the story of Donghuang Taiyi in those years was not just because they liked to listen to it, but also because I longed to be a person like him."

"Put yourself into the darkness, kill decisively, and act decisively, so that everyone in the world dares to be angry but dares not speak out. Everyone scolds Donghuang Taiyi for being cruel, but no one dares to underestimate the demon clan anymore."

"After today, all tribes in the world will say that I am insidious and vicious, but our tribe members will not be able to do anything. At least most of them will praise what I have done today!"

Yang Fanhai shook his head: "You are the emperor of the human race. You should be as bright as the sun. How can you let yourself get dirty?"

Gan Huang also shook his head: "Other emperors can be bright. As for me, just be a dark emperor. I decided more than two hundred years ago."

"Today's affairs must be made to give people a speech. I will issue an edict to abdicate myself and abdicate after the matter has subsided. In this way, others can blame me, but they cannot blame the human race."

"What's going on? What's going on! Yang Fanhai, something seems to be happening at the foot of the mountain!" Princess Jinglu hurriedly ran over with bursts of exclamations.

She was going down the mountain alone to give Yang Fanhai and Gan Huang a space to talk to Yang Fanhai. But after walking less than 30% of the road, she found that there was a fire at the foot of the mountain. She knew something was wrong, so she hurried back.

After arriving at the top of the mountain, I found that the atmosphere here was extremely strange, and Jiufeng was unconscious in Yang Fanhai's arms, as smart as hers. She stopped immediately, stopped talking, and stood in the distance and looked here.

After glanced at Jiufeng in his arms, Yang Fanhai sighed again: "It's over, and saying that others are useless. When Chiyou asked me to take care of the witch clan, I won't let you completely kill them."

"It doesn't matter whether you kill them all, teacher..."

Gan Huang was stopped by Yang Fanhai as soon as he spoke: "You don't have to call me teacher anymore. I... don't have the ability to teach you a disciple like this again!"
Chapter completed!