Yin Yang Soul Sect.

On a large hall, on the chair headed by the leader, there is a middle-aged man with heavy makeup, he is the sect master of the Yin Yang Soul Sect, Yin Jue, and at this time, even in the middle of the hall, a group of sleek men are happily communicating with a group of crying women.

The screams, the screams are endless, lingering in the hall for a long time, and they are not dispersed.

"Great Elder. ”

Yin Jue looked at the disciples of the sect below and the captive woman and shook it, and the disciple's body trembled, and then the woman's body dried up instantly, and Yin Jue's face showed a satisfied smile, and said to the old man on the side: "The Ding furnace is almost exhausted again, find a time, you are going out to find a batch to come back, this seat remembers, there is a sect full of women in Tianxin City, it seems to be called Lingyang Sect, you can take someone to go and arrest all the women back." ”

"I'll go at dawn, but..."

The Great Elder looked at Yin Jue with a smile and said, "Sect Master, your news is a little blocked, that Lingyang Sect has changed its name and surname just a few days ago, and now all the male and female disciples are recruited, and their names are War Spirit Sect." ”

"Oh?"

Yin Jue hesitated lightly, and then thought that it was just a sect that was not even a nine grades, even if the name was changed, that was the case, so he smiled indifferently and said: "It doesn't matter how he fights the Spirit Sect or the Spirit Yang Sect, as long as it is a woman, all of them will be caught, it will be good-looking, you and I will enjoy it, and the rest, leave it to the disciples, remember not to eat alone, toys, and share what you want to know." ”

After speaking, Yin Jue beckoned, and a woman fell into his arms, and the next moment the two began to move naked.

Using a woman's Yin Yuan as a cultivation furnace can really be described as extremely vicious, and it has lost all conscience.

The moonlight shone on the earth, paving the ground in the middle of the night with a silvery glow.

After agreeing on everything, the group of people, under the leadership of the two Martial Emperors, flew rapidly in the air, and the goal was Zhulu City.

Originally, Xiao Fan was going to set off at dawn, but after thinking about it, the sooner the sign-in task was completed, the better, so he set off overnight, with two Martial Emperors there, it wouldn't cost anything anyway, if they couldn't beat them with Yan Feiyun, then it would be good for the Martial Emperor to shoot directly.

Half an hour later, the group came to the place where the Yin Yang Soul Sect was located.

Yin Yang Soul Sect, located in the northeast of Zhulu City, was a scenic spot where literati and artists often came to play because of its beautiful environment thousands of years ago.

Later, the Yin brothers came to this place and established a sect, which has since become a private place, and anyone who has nothing to do with it is forbidden to approach.

Losing a place to play, the people must not be happy, so they reported to the city lord of Zhulu City, but at that time, the sect master of the Yin Yang Soul Sect was the peak of the cultivation of the martial king, and he didn't eat soft and hard, and the city lord could only open his eyes and close his eyes.

In the past few years, the Yin Yang Soul Sect began to vigorously develop, recruiting disciples from all over the world, and it didn't take long for it to leap from a newly established sect to the level of the Six-Rank Sect, which has been maintained until today, a thousand years later.

"The two Dharma protectors are pressing the formation here, this seat will charge first with the disciples, Lord City, and Elder Wei, the two of you are staring at all the Martial Kings, don't kill them directly, but capture them alive, and this seat will personally slash these Martial Kings. ”

After Xiao Fan finished speaking, he rushed forward with Yan Feiyun and the others, and blasted out with a punch, directly blasting the two dead people guarding the door into meat cakes, and harvesting their kill value.

In the main hall of the Yin Yang Soul Sect, the most primitive movement of human beings is still being done, which is unbearable.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a loud noise came, which startled everyone in the hall and the birds tightened, instantly wilted, and roared angrily: "Who is this, everyone get dressed, follow this seat to see, who ate the bear's heart and leopard gall and came to my Yin Yang Soul Sect to make trouble." ”

Everyone hurriedly dressed and walked out of the main hall, and when they saw that the valuable golden wire gate was rotten to pieces.

"Step!"

Xiao Fan stepped forward with one foot, carrying a plaque on his shoulder, with the four big characters of 'Yin Yang Soul Sect' written on it, and behind him stood Wei Lingzhong, the city lord Su Mu and Yan Feiyun and others, Wei Lingzhong's face was casual, and Feiyun and others were holding their blades and waiting for them, not daring to be careless at all.

"Who are you?"

Yin Jue's eyes were about to split, but he felt that Wei Lingzhong's cultivation did not seem to be under him, so he still planned to take a turn for the road first.

"Boom!"

Xiao Fan put the plaque here, put one hand on it, looked around at the scenery, it was indeed extremely elegant, gently shrugged his nose, the air was filled with a strange smell, and it was a little similar to rancidity, Xiao Fan said lightly: "Such a good place, it was so ruined by you, it should really be damned, this seat is the sect master of the War Spirit Sect, Xiao Fan, have you ever heard of it?"

He is the sect master of the War Spirit Sect that the Great Elder said just now?

Yin Jue's brows were furrowed, the gloom of his eyes became more and more intense, and he said in a deep voice: "Sect Master Xiao, my Yin Yang Soul Sect has nothing to do with you, you are here ......"

Xiao Fan waved his hand and said casually: "I came here not to do anything, but to destroy you, compared to the bad things you have done, and the family of my disciples was also killed by you, but it doesn't matter if you tell you or not, because, this seat says that you deserve to die, then you deserve to die, this seat says that you must be destroyed, then you can't let your Yin Yang Soul Sect see the sun the next day, and it can't be cloudy." ”

"Look for death!"

Suddenly, a disciple who had just finished refreshing on the woman knew that his chance to perform had arrived, and if he performed well, he should be able to share the beauty of the next time, so he summoned a big knife of makeshift quality from the space ring, which was about to rush through......

Boom!

Xiao Fan flicked his fingers, and a purple-red flame shot out like a bullet, hitting the chest of this disciple of the Yin Yang Soul Sect, the wound was instantly scorched, and the blood could not flow out.

The disciple didn't even feel the pain, his heart burned into ashes, and it fell on the person in his chest, but there was still a touch of consciousness, he slowly lowered his head, looked at the pierced chest, his eyes were filled with horror, the long knife he was holding fell, and the person also knelt on the ground with a pop.

"Ding, +200 kill. ”

The disciple only saw a purple-red light shoot, and then his chest was pierced, and the person also knelt on the ground and died.

He was afraid that he was thinking until he died, what kind of secret weapon was flying here, it could penetrate his body and heart so strongly, and it would burn, he just wanted to show himself for a better toy, why did he die like this?

Xiao Fan glanced at the corpse that was still burning, then looked at Yin Jue and said: "This seat suddenly feels a little pain in the stomach, it should be that I have eaten something unclean, and my stomach is uncomfortable, if you can let this seat pull a bubble of in your main hall, perhaps, this seat can consider giving you a chance to live." ”

"Children are rampant. ”

Yin Jue thought that Xiao Fan was humiliating him, humiliating the ancestor of the Yin Yang Soul Sect, at this time he clenched his fists, his eyes were split, and his voice was cold: "Let's go together, kill him to this seat, and tear that mouth to this seat!"

The sect master's order, the disciple did not dare to disobey, and immediately sacrificed his weapons and rushed over, surrounding Xiao Fan and the others.

Xiao Fan shook his long flowing hair, tilted his head and said, "Really don't you consider the opinion of this seat?"

"Boy, don't talk nonsense, give me death!"

A disciple was anxious to show himself in front of the sect master, and immediately swung his sword to kill him.

Yan Feiyun looked at the disciple who rushed over with a cold gaze, the long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and with a twist of his wrist, he pulled out a beautiful sword flower that emitted a cold and cold light, and the cold sword light flashed.

"Woohoo!"

Just as the rushing disciple's neck suddenly showed sword marks, blood splattered, Then he knelt on the ground, dropped the weapon in his hand, covered the wound with both hands, made a 'hmm' sound in his throat, and leaned back with a desperate face, and never got up after falling to the ground, only the big eyes kept staring.

"Shhh

The disciples of the Yin Yang Soul Sect who were about to make a move were shocked to see the second senior brother who had reached the peak of martial arts cultivation being killed by a sword.

"Up, up!" Yin Jue still yelled.

Why didn't he go on it himself?

Because he knew that Wei Ling's recultivation behind Xiao Fan was very high, and he was not sure of winning when he made a move. Let the disciples rush up, if you can kill Xiao Fan and the others, it is the best, if you can't kill them, you can also effectively consume the physical and spiritual power of Xiao Fan and the others.

Plainly.

is to use disciples as cannon fodder......

Xiao Fan saw through everything, but this group of disciples obviously didn't expect that in the eyes of their beloved sect master, they were so worthless, but they were also willing to obey the order and rush over with a sword.

"A bunch of fools. ”

Xiao Fan didn't have the slightest mercy for this group of people, the poor couldn't be the landlord, not to mention, the War Spirit Sect was the poor, so he said leisurely: "Hurry up, go to the main hall first, it really hurts, you fight, I'll first." ”

"It's the Sect Master. ”

After Xiao Fan's words fell, Wei Lingzhong jumped up and rushed directly to the sect master of the Yin-Yang Soul Sect, Yin Jue, while the city lord Su Mu was facing the great elder of the Yin-Yang Soul Sect, and the two sides quickly fought together.

Yan Feiyun held the sword in one hand, and together with Gao Changxiao, Li Lingyun and others, he greeted the Yin Yang Soul Sect disciples who rushed in.

"Brush, brush, brush!"

The long sword flowed, dancing one after another, and layers of sword qi crisscrossed and spread, spreading like ripples!

"Plop!

The cold sword light swept by, and more than a dozen Yin Yang Soul Sect disciples who rushed in front of Yan Feiyun were ruthlessly cut throats by Yan Feiyun, and the bright red blood fell to the ground like blooming flowers.

"Tick, tick. ”

The tip of the sword pointed down at the ground, and droplets of blood slipped down and splashed on the bluestone floor of the Yin Yang Soul Sect.

Yan Feiyun, standing in front of dozens of corpses, his eyes flickered coldly, as if he was a killing god from hell, and at this time, his strange spirit also appeared above his head, this strange spirit was different from the strange spirit of ordinary people.

The disciples of the Yin Yang Soul Sect all looked at Yan Feiyun's strange spirit in horror, but Wei Lingzhong and the others were already surprised, because this was not the first time they had seen it.

On the top of Yan Feiyun's head, a strange spirit appeared, it was a vague saber-toothed tiger, this tiger was not on all fours, but standing, and in its right hand it was also holding a huge bladeless heavy sword, and a pair of eyes were cold and ruthless, staring at this group of disciples of the Yin Yang Soul Sect.

This is also the reason why Yan Feiyun's sword does not have any sword moves, and he can't practice any sword martial arts, but he can swing at will that is not inferior to the Xuan-level sword skills.

Xiao Fan, who was running towards the main hall of the sect and killing the people who came from the siege, also saw Yan Feiyun's strange spirit, and was slightly surprised, this was also the first time he saw that someone's strange spirit was carrying a weapon.

However, it didn't stop, Yan Feiyun took back his long sword to the storage ring, and then stretched out his hand, and the bladeless heavy sword in the hand of the alien spirit fell into Yan Feiyun's hand, between which Yan Feiyun licked his lips and said: "The battle, now is the beginning, let you feel the hell killing from this son." ”