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"Xiao Ran, there's no need to hide anymore. Come out!" Shangguan Po knew that it was impossible for Haoran to be defeated so easily, so he said indifferently.

Chao Yang followed his master's gaze and muttered to himself, "Is that beggar not dead yet?" From the looks of it, his cultivation base was also very high.

"As expected of the number one cultivator in the world!" The attack power is so strong. " A column of water shot out from the soil in front of him, slowly forming into a grand appearance.

"The people from the Tian Tu Empire should be here soon. If you hand the fan over to me now, you still have a chance to escape." Shangguan Po continued to persuade him. In any case, his current situation no longer allowed him to escape.

"This is the fan you want." Haoran suddenly took out a scroll and undid the seal. The one that fell from the scroll was the banana leaf fan.

When the morning sun saw such a beautiful fan, he became excited. No wonder the people of the Heavenly Land wanted to go back, they didn't know there was a Dora Wind at their back. If Shangguan Po knew that Chao Yang would be so angry that he would vomit blood, that would be life saving.

"As I said before, I will not hand it over to you even if it's like burning jade or stone. "Haha!" Haoran suddenly burst into laughter.

"What happened to him?" When Chao Yang saw that, he burst into laughter and quickly swelled up.

Shangguan Po closed his eyes and explained, "That is the self-destruct skill that only Heavenly Water Nation's elders know, it is only used to destroy objects within ten kilometers, usually only used during wartime." "Understood." Shangguan Po closed his eyes and explained, "That is the self-detonation skill of Heavenly Water Nation's elder.

"Then can we hide?" Chao Yang looked at the already transparent body of the water and started trembling. He had no confidence in being able to fly ten kilometers away.

"Of course! "We can't dodge it!" Shangguan Po's last 'unable to dodge' was uttered after a long time.

Heavens! Who's going to give me a knife? I'm going to kill the old man beside me, how can he torture me like this? He didn't know how to meet others! Chao Yang glared at Shangguan Po, his teeth itching in hatred.

"However, this old man had no intention of dodging at all." With that, Shangguan Po raised his two fingers and stared at the huge Haoran.

Haoran looked at the ants beneath his feet, suddenly feeling pleased with himself. Being able to beat Shangguan Po was destined to last forever, just that he hadn't completed the Water Emperor's mission. He would more or less feel a tinge of regret, but he had also done his best.

"Come! Feel death together! " After Haoran finished speaking, he exploded with a bang. Immediately, a white halo of light around him started to spread out. The halo of light gradually expanded, turning everything it touched into ashes, before finally destroying the entire mountain.

Chao Yang looked at Shangguan Po's fingers that were erected a moment ago, and the swelling Hao Ran started to shrink. Finally, he returned to his original appearance and fainted on the ground. He questioned, "Master! What did you do to him? I can even stop him from casting the spell. "

"Let's go!" Shangguan Po didn't answer Chao Yang's question, but brought him to Haoran's side.

After taking the palm-leaf fan from Haoran, Shangguan Po looked at it carefully, then sighed, "In the past, my master also fought with the owner of this fan. Now I see that it really is a godly tool!"

"This fan is so big, I've never seen such a big one." Chao Yang also went over to take a look.

Shangguan Po nodded. "Let's go!" The people of Tian Tu Kingdom have arrived. " Shangguan Po felt many of the power of four elephants approaching him.

Chao Yang was stunned. Didn't they say they were going to return it to the Tian Tu Empire? Then why run? However, seeing that his master was already far away, Chao Yang followed after him.

Not long after, Hao Ran opened his heavy eyes. He discovered that there was a small group of people surrounding him. Instinctively, he asked, "Where are we?" He thought he was long dead.

"No need to play the fool. Hand over the fan." The one who had spoken was the eighth elder who had led the group here. They had arrived when they saw something abnormal in the mountain and discovered a beggar lying on the ground. When they looked carefully, they realized that the beggar was the person who had released the portrait and told their disciple to wake him up.

"I'm not dead yet? How is that possible? " Haoran didn't pay attention to the eighth elder, but looked at his hands and shouted in shock.

The Skywalker who had surrounded Haoran was also surprised. Just what had happened to him? Why are your words so incoherent?

The Eighth Elder was obviously impatient. He pinched Haoran's neck and said ferociously, "I will ask again, where is the fan? Hand it over, or I'll let you know why the flowers are red. "

Hao Ran smiled bitterly. Originally, he had often said those words to others, but now he didn't have the strength to resist at all. He didn't know what Shangguan Po had done to him.

"Why don't you think about it? "If I get the palm leaf fan, I will lie here waiting for you to catch me. When I meet strong enemies on the way, they will snatch the fan away. If you don't believe me, just search me and you will know." Haoran said helplessly in the end.

Several disciples looked at Haoran with disdain. Before you woke up, I had already searched your body thoroughly. Otherwise, who would even ask you this?

Hearing Haoran's words, the eighth elder let go of him. His words were more realistic and shouldn't be fake. Now, he had to find another thief.

"Carve out their appearances." The eighth elder took out a scroll and threw it to Haoran.

Haoran thought that no matter what, Shangguan Po would have to pay the price to use the power of the Heavenly Land to deal with him, so he quickly carved the Rising Sun onto the scroll. Skywalker's memories were shocking, so everything he drew was very real.

After taking the scroll, the eighth elder took a look and nodded in satisfaction. He then said to the disciples, "Asi, come with me to look for them. You guys take this old thief back first and leave him to the Castle Lord to handle."

"Yes sir!" The disciples nodded.

"Let's go!" The Eighth Elder and Ah Xi turned into two black shadows, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared into thin air.

"Everyone, this old man is injured, why must I do this?" When Haoran saw one of his disciples take out a long iron chain from his sleeve and tie him up, he quickly asked.

Hearing Haoran's nagging, another disciple quickly scolded, "Cut the crap! If it wasn't for the fact that you were injured, we would have still hit you! How dare you steal our national treasure?"

Haoran knew that it was useless to tell them this, so he lowered his head and slowly walked with them. At this moment, his heart was filled with rage. Ever since he had become an elder, he had never been so humiliated before.

As their group gradually disappeared into the distance, a stream of water suddenly gushed out of the ground, and the stream continued to rise as it slowly took the form of a majestic river.

"You want to capture me? "Let's wait a few more years!" Haoran said proudly as he watched them take his clones away. If the mission failed, he could only return first. Haoran shook his head as he flew towards the border of the Heavenly Water Nation.