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"Yi Heshan, how can you?!"

The Black Prison Old Demon let out a cry full of despair, and then it was directly wiped out by a big hand in the air, and even the divine soul could not escape, and it was directly turned into powder in the vast Yuan Force fluctuations.

And the Flame Demon Old Monster and the Xuanyue Sanren were also ambushed by the Yi family masters who rushed out of nowhere, and they were already seriously injured, and they were defeated almost instantly.

Xuanyue Sanren was chained by a middle-aged man, and then a white fire was sacrificed, burning the Xuanyue Sanren directly into ashes.

The old flame demon was nailed to death in the void by a blood-burning spear, and the spider-web-like wounds on his chest instantly spread to his whole body, and his soul was torn apart in the cold wind.

And the remaining three-party demon army was torn to pieces by a large number of Yi family disciples......

This is a crushing battle, you must know that the strength of the Arctic Yi family will definitely not be inferior to the Ice Saint Sect, and it is quite easy to deal with the three first-class forces - or rather, it is simply effortless, the power of the leader and mainstay of these three first-class demon cultivation forces is completely lost here, within the territory of the second-rate force Bing Lan Sect!

No one would have thought that not long after the matter of the Divine Fall Secret Realm ended, a great war that had never happened in hundreds of years broke out within the realm of the second-rate force Bing Lan Sect, and in this battle, in the past thousand years, the Arctic Yi family, also known as the Arctic Immortal Family, suddenly appeared, and at a lightning speed, the Black Prison City, the Flame Demon Valley, The elite of the Demon Moon Cave was all wiped out here, making the three first-class forces become second-rate forces that are no longer powerful in one day, and it can even be said that these three major forces will definitely be uprooted in the future!

"It's over, you've done a good job, in my absence, you've guarded the Bing Lan Sect for so long, and even if you come to you, you haven't left......"

The middle-aged man named Yi Heshan, who was the sect master of the Binglan Sect, stood where Yi Yuntian had died, refused to leave for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh and buried all the fragments of Yi Yuntian's broken sword, and whispered sadly in his eyes: "Thank you......"

“…… My brother. ”

After doing all this, Yi Heshan looked at Zhai Yangming and the other four people who were prostrate at his feet, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes, but he didn't make a move, but sent out a divine thought, that is, there was an old man with gray hair, and Jiang Hao was next to him is slowly falling from the sky.

"Are you the disciple of Yuntian, the sword-wielder of the Broken Army Blood Sword, Jiang Hao?"

Yi Heshan glanced at Jiang Hao, who was a little depressed, then patted Jiang Hao's shoulder and asked.

"Yes. ”

Jiang Hao was stunned, his eyes glanced at Yi Heshan a little blankly, and nodded a little blankly.

"These people are all traitors of the Binglan Sect...... And you are the widow of my eldest brother, and you are qualified to participate in their decision-making of life and death, I wonder what you think?"

Yi Heshan asked with some seriousness, he was the sect master of the Binglan Sect, but he still wanted to ask Jiang Hao's opinion, just because Jiang Hao was Yi Yuntian's beloved disciple and the most outstanding apprentice, if Jiang Hao wanted to let go of these people and take revenge in person in the future after going through all this, he would also agree.

"Sect Master, we have shed blood for the sect, and we have contributed to the sect...... We're just trying to survive, what's wrong with that?"

Zhai Yangming, who was lying on the ground, still didn't give up, and kept wailing, but as soon as this sentence came out, Jiang Hao, who was a little blank in his eyes, instantly regained the focus in his eyes, his teeth creaked, and the evil qi in his body was like substance at this moment, and directly turned into majestic blood and rushed into the sky.

"...... survive?"

He took a sharp step, and a force that did not belong to him overflowed from his chest - it was the power in the Broken Army Blood Sword, which he had not been able to call on too much, but now it was involuntarily mobilized!

"As a disciple of the Bing Lan Sect, you are the head elder of the Bing Lan Sect, high up, but for some reason, you have always wanted to put me to death......

"As a colleague of the Bing Lan Sect, my master is also the Great Elder of the Ice Lan Sect, but you are resentful, and you have always wanted to split the Ice Lan Sect...... I don't know who you are instructed by, but these two things are enough for me to ...... Kill them all!"

The voice became louder and louder, and in the end, Jiang Hao almost roared out, and with the fall of his last note, a sword sound overshadowed his voice...... The Broken Army Blood Sword, at some point, appeared in his hand, with a slight blood light, as if he was excited—as if he was excited to be able to kill!

"Little ghost, don't deceive people too much, Lao Tzu is fighting with you!"

And Zhai Yangming also had a ghost in his heart, seeing Jiang Hao getting closer and closer to him, he gritted his teeth and jumped up suddenly, using his power from the peak of the mortal realm to grab Jiang Hao fiercely.

Yi Heshan was stunned, and just wanted to make a move, but his face changed, and he looked up at the sky.

And the old man who had just rescued Jiang Hao was even more shocked, and when he looked into the air, a trace of incredulity flashed in his muddy old eyes.

"What's going on......"

Zhai Yangming, who had just jumped up from the ground, felt a strange force at this moment, directly blocking his actions, but this power was not from Yi Heshan, nor from other Yi family masters, but from the air...... A huge blood-colored phantom, holding the Broken Army Blood Sword, actually had a bit of Jiang Hao's appearance, and the equally huge Broken Army Blood Sword Phantom tightly pressed him under the sword qi, making him unable to move a bit.

"I don't want to kill ......"

A little trembling, but Jiang Hao's hand holding the Broken Army Blood Sword did not move at all, and his eyes were gradually occupied by the blood-red color of murder.

“…… This is what you forced me ...... Yes, this is not a murder, this is just a punishment for a traitor!"

With a loud shout, Jiang Hao's Broken Army Blood Sword slowly fell-on the contrary, in the sky, a huge blood-colored phantom, and the Broken Army Blood Sword in his hand also fell slowly, with unparalleled momentum and irresistible power, as if it had turned into a mountain, and pressed down towards Zhai Yangming and the others......

No matter how a few people struggle, they are breaking the bloody sword in this army...... No, under the current power of Jiang Hao, several people still dissipated under Jiang Hao's execution without resistance......

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