Chapter 841: The Black-Robed Messenger!_1

"Do you think the Han Clan is some third-rate family that anyone can bully, insult, and destroy?"

"Remember this, when my ancestors from the Han Clan guarded these Northern Borderlands, even the Central Plains had to bow down and pay homage!"

"You must be in a lot of pain right now, aren't you?"

Han Juecheng let out a sickly maniacal laughter, "You're going to die, but before you die, you'll taste every agony in the world!"

"Hahaha..."

He was almost mad!

This was to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys!

To tell everyone that the Han Clan is still formidable!

Whoever dares to bully them is seeking their own destruction!

"No!"

"He won't die!"

Just as all the onlookers were shaken, a chilling voice resounded.

It gave people a feeling of cold terror!

Those with weaker wills and lower cultivation directly shivered!

This was merely a sentence, without any mix of imposing realm pressure!

How many people must one have killed to possess such a solemn killing intent?