This battle was unprecedentedly tragic, and it was also the deadliest death toll of Xuanwu Kingdom in hundreds of years. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

More than 110,000 people of Danzong died here, and there were dead Taoist priests everywhere.

Zuo Qiuyang didn't know whether he was dead or alive, and he kept lying motionless next to the stone pile. He Yichun kept pricking the acupuncture points with silver needles, sealing the yin death qi in his body and destroying the internal organs.

Ye Feng fell in a pool of blood, and there was still a beveling smile on his face. If you look at the smile on his face for a long time, you will find a sense of satisfaction.

Looking back on this battle, you will find that Ye Feng has consciousness, but it is not his own consciousness, but he has always been dominated by the Yin Spirit Thinking Soul.

Under the control of the Yin Spirit, he can control the Yin Death Qi at will. It could have been avoided many times, but the Yin Spirit seemed to be extremely fond of killing, and it was as if it would never stop until it killed the living.

There is no doubt that the current Ye Feng has become very terrifying, to be precise, it can no longer be described by the word terrible, but has really become a demon from hell, disgusted with the living, and never dies.

Time flies, and there is no deafening roar or earth-shattering wailing in Danzong, and there is only a dead silence.

I don't know when, He Yichun opened his eyes, and after pulling out the thirty-three silver needles, He Yichun stood up with difficulty.

Looking in all directions, He Yichun's expression became very strange. It's a bit like a crazy laugh, and it's a bit like crying.

"Danzong...... Defeated! One thing, one person, actually destroyed the great sect that had stood for seventy-three years. ”

Staggering and staggering, every time he walked next to a corpse, He Yichun would stop and look at it a few times, and then shake his head and smile weirdly.

Unconsciously, He Yichun had forgotten how many disciples he had passed by, until he walked to Zuo Qiuyang's side, and He Yichun stayed for a quarter of an hour.

He kept looking at Zuo Qiuyang, and gradually a monstrous anger appeared in his eyes, and that trace of hatred was no less than hatred for Ye Feng.

"Zuo Qiuyang, I can feel that you still have breath, are you afraid of death if you don't dare to get up? It's ridiculous that the palm of a dignified door can endure humiliation and steal life, and he is so frightened that he doesn't dare to move. ”

He Yichun's words were harsh, but Zuo Qiuyang's body was still motionless.

"Sometimes I've been thinking, how did you Zuo Qiuyang create a city, and why did you develop the Tianwu Sect to a hundred thousand disciples. Now I understand that your brain is indeed not as smart as me, and it can endure more than a hundred times more than me. ”

He Yichun walked back and forth with his hands behind his back, skimming Zuo Qiuyang a few times with his eyes from time to time.

"But then again, I, He Yichun, don't admire you at all, you are not as good as Ye Feng who destroyed my Danzong. No! The two of you are not on the same level at all, and there is no comparison at all. At least Ye Feng fought to the end, not like you were greedy for life and pretending to be dead and motionless. ”

He Yichun showed a thick sarcastic smile on his face, returned to Zuo Qiuyang's side and said, "I also admit that Ye Feng and I were both calculated by you Zuo Qiuyang. But so what? He lay in a pool of blood, but I was alive. You can still take your dog's life and avenge the 115,000 dead disciples of Danzong first. ”

Instantly! I saw that two cold lights emanated from He Yichun's eyes, and his right hand changed several palm prints in mid-air in a row, and went straight to the back of Zuo Qiu Yang's head and slapped it.

He Yichun knew very well in his heart that today's events would cause a sensation in Xuanwu Kingdom if they didn't wait for tomorrow, and they would be known by the Danzong Ancestor of Tianlan Kingdom in less than three days.

Today's matter is by no means a trivial matter, the Danzong branch of Xuanwu Kingdom was destroyed, and more than 110,000 people died at once, as the suzerain of this branch, he could not escape his responsibility, and he would definitely be killed by the ancestors. Therefore, now has become his last chance to kill Zuo Qiuyang. If he misses it, He Yichun feels that even if he dies, he will definitely not be blind to death.

The right palm is getting closer and closer to the back of Zuo Qiuyang's head, and the palm wind has already blown his hair fluttering, as long as he is slapped by He Yichun's right palm, there is no suspense that Zuo Qiuyang's head will definitely crack.

But just when He Yichun's right palm reached the back of his head ten centimeters, Zuo Qiuyang, who had not moved, kicked the stone pile with his right foot, and his body rushed to He Yichun's side against the ground, and just when He Yichun closed his palm, Zuo Qiuyang, who stood up, picked up his right fist and bombarded He Yichun's temple.

Seeing this scene, He Yichun was slightly flustered and hurriedly emitted seven inches of the Yuan Qi Phantom Armor. However, the Yuan Qi Phantom Armor and Zuo Qiu Yang's right fist collided by five inches in an instant.

"Stinky Daoist! It seems that Ye Feng's black qi has hurt you a lot, and even the vitality of the dantian can't be supplied. ”

The corners of Zuo Qiuyang's mouth rose to reveal a cruel sneer, and he withdrew his right fist and quickly hit He Yichun's head again.

"Click!"

"Poof!"

Zuo Qiuyang's fist directly cracked He Yichun's skull, and the huge force directly beat He Yichun to the point of spurting blood, and his body rolled sideways and flew out of fifteen meters before falling to the ground.

Looking at He Yichun who fell to the ground, Zuo Qiuyang's eyes emitted two more fierce rays, and his body flickered directly in front of He Yichun's head, picked up his right fist and smashed it against He Yichun's head again.

Blood splattered and skulls shattered.

Zuo Qiuyang, who had killed He Yichun, slowly stood up, and the blood fell to the ground along his right fist, and the sound of ticking was like a note of death, shocking and piercing the eardrums.

Looking at the 110,000 corpses, Zuo Qiuyang gasped for breath, and then the raging and arrogant laughter suddenly shook the entire Danzong.

"It's all a bunch of fools, and they deserve to die."

There is not a trace of pity, nor a trace of sadness. Even if there was a great elder of his Tianwu Sect among the 110,000 people, Zuo Qiuyang only glanced at Lu An's corpse from the corner of his eye, and there was not the slightest sentimental regret in his eyes.

It is difficult to figure out Zuo Qiuyang's personality, and He Yichun only guessed a little before he died. If he could see Zuo Qiuyang's expression at this moment, he would definitely add one more cognition of Zuo Qiuyang, that is, no matter who it was, it was a chess piece in front of him.

Standing in place for a while, Zuo Qiuyang squatted down and picked up a long sword, and with a wave of his right hand, he directly cut off He Yichun's head. Then, Zuo Qiuyang locked his eyes on Ye Feng who was lying in a pool of blood, only to hear a sneering laugh in his mouth, holding a blood-stained sword in one hand and a bloody head in the other.

"You freak really have some skills, and Zhou Feng and the others will not yield if they die in your hands. But you still didn't destroy my Tianwu Sect, and you also helped me get rid of Danzong. I'll pick off your tendons and tendons, and thank you for helping me unify the Tianwu Sect and Xuanwu. ”

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