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Qingfeng nodded silently, and could only stand from a distance with Wangshu and watch.

Sure enough, as Wang Shu predicted, the Xiaoyao Sect disciples who rose up were only one step away from Yan Chen, and they were about to succeed, and when some of them were already happy, they were shocked by the infinite Tiangang Qi that erupted from Yan Chen's body, and in an instant, those Xiaoyao Sect disciples were like falling leaves, screaming in the low air, and then falling to the ground.

None of the fallen Xiaoyao Gate people could barely stand up, and the sound of painful moans frightened the second group of people who were eager to try for a long time, and finally chose to ignore it.

Yanchen didn't want the lives of these people, and there were only two people he wanted to kill, one was Sun Miaoyi, and the other was Sun Miaoyi's father, Sun Ling. Those who didn't have long eyes to stop Yanchen were at most shattered ribs or tendons, and some were saved.

Seeing that Yan Chen had a merciful face, Wu Wei couldn't help but look at Yan Chen with reverence, and at the same time turned his head and whispered to Qingfeng to drive the other disciples of Xiaoyaomen down the mountain, so as not to suffer more casualties.

The disciples of Xiaoyaomen saw that there was no chance of winning, and they witnessed with their own eyes that there was a god who was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth in Wuling, so they naturally did not dare to stay any longer, so it was not difficult for Qingfeng to pick up people, and it took almost less than a cup of tea to clear the scene.

Seeing that Yanchen began to exert his strength, Wuwei struggled in his heart for a moment, and then took a step forward at the risk of angering Yanchen and said:

"God and slow!"

Yanchen's hair dancing in the wind was still, and Yanchen moved his gaze to Wuwei's side, his eyes puzzled.

Wuwei stubbornly arched his hand and said:

"God, although Master Sun's heart is not right, but the sin is not to death, Poor Dao begs God to spare his life, but if God wants to teach him a lesson, Poor Dao will never stop him, I just hope that he can change his mind and change his life."

Wuwei's tone was sincere, he persuaded Yanchen not to create killing karma, not because he sympathized with Sun Ling, but because Wuling would not grudge with others quickly, if Yanchen did it in Wuling and spread it, Wuling would always get into some trouble. Second, because today is Chinese New Year's Eve, the accumulation of good fortune is worthy of the meaning of the festival.

In short, Wu Wei said that, and he was not afraid of Yanchen to peek into his thoughts, because there was nothing to be provoked, and he considered himself frank. As for whether Yanchen can listen to his advice, it is not up to him to influence.

When Sun Ling heard Wuwei's words, there was no gratitude on his face, but he felt that Wuwei only stood up at this moment, and the words he said were neither light nor serious, which was simply a sign of sanctimony.

Sun Ling has now learned Yanchen's invincibility, at this moment, he only thinks - even if he dies and becomes a ghost, he will entangle Yanchen to the end, if he is lucky enough not to die, he will give everything to repay Yanchen for discrediting him and making him helpless to save the pain.

Yanchen read Sun Ling's thoughts, and looked at Wuwei with clear eyes:

"Wuwei, he doesn't seem to appreciate your affection—"

Hearing this, he glanced at Sun Ling with a cold look of "you still don't know how to repent when the catastrophe comes", and then said that he didn't want to sell Sun Ling's affection, but just thinking that today was Chinese New Year's Eve, and didn't want to sweep away the joy of the ageless.

Yanchen refocused his gaze on Sun Miaoyi, who was as white as a piece of paper, and Sun Ling, who had a look of resignation, and abolished Sun Ling's cultivation.

Sun Ling sensed that the Yuan Dan he had cultivated so hard was destroyed by Yan Chen's spiritual power, and after the essence of his whole body was drained away, the shock and anger on his face were more profound than that he was about to die, he didn't expect that Yan Chen really listened to Wuwei's words, and it was even more difficult to know that Yan Chen would be so cruel to him.

He is the pride of the sky, the day after tomorrow diligently, and finally developed Xiaoyaomen to the second largest faction in the world, leading hundreds of people, the scenery is infinite, and the world respects.

However, it was just a chess mistake, all the efforts of his first half of his life were buried, and they were burned overnight, how could he accept it, he didn't even have the heart to worry about Sun Miaoyi's safety anymore, and his head was blank - he opened his eyes wide and fixed on Yanchen's eyes.

After processing, Sun Ling was out of Yanchen's control, and the neck that was originally sucked instantly let go of Yanchen's hand, and Sun Ling's soft body fell to the ground in response.

It wasn't until he touched the ground with a "bang" that he came back to his senses, and then hurriedly tested whether he could rebuild.

He put the two sticks of his left hand on the elbow of his right hand, ready to probe, but he smelled Yanchen behind him and replied coldly:

"Give up, you can only be a mortal in this life and this life, and you should forgive your greed."

Sun Ling hugged his head when he heard this:

"Nope! No! No, you can't—"

Sun Ling's shouting made Yanchen frown, and Wuwei, who had sharp eyes, immediately sensed Yanchen's disgust, and hurriedly signaled the nameless general behind him to take Sun Ling down, don't anger Yanchen again, and let the other party regret it.

"Breeze—"

Yanchen's paaging voice made a trace of surprise flash on Qingfeng's face, and then stepped forward and asked:

"What do you command?"

Yanchen looked back at Qingfeng's uncertain eyes, and said leisurely:

"Since then, the Xiaoyaomen series will be handed over to you to take care of, belonging to the ageless, Sun Ling is insidious, cultivating to the end, and is no longer capable of serving as the head of the house, Xiaoyaomen needs a new head with a good character and a promising future."

Qingfeng listened to Yanchen's lecture and was stunned in place, and the inaction-looking eyes stepped forward and patted Qingfeng's shoulder, and said:

"What are you doing? This is the honor and mission given to you by God, and you should not bear him! ”

Qingfeng was shocked when he heard this, and then he clenched his fists and replied with a solemn expression:

"Thank you, senior brother! Qingfeng must be the senior brother to govern the Xiaoyao Gate! ”

Yanchen shook his head and retorted:

"Not for me, but for yourself and for Ageless. The ageless is qualified to govern the free door, and you are also qualified to take over the ageless. ”

Qingfeng listened to Yanchen's explanation, and was in a state of chaos again, and Na Wangshu asked happily when he saw this:

"God, let the poor say more. Although we hope that Wuling will shine more and more, but I have inherited Xiaoyaomen in such an unknown way, I am afraid that other sects on the rivers and lakes will be resentful, and I Wuling will inevitably be suspected of taking advantage. ”

The problem that Wangshu said is not worth mentioning here at all, and the reason why Wangshu said this is that he was afraid that Yanchen would forget things too much, and he did not clear his worries for Qingfeng.

"It's okay to have me."

After Yanchen promised, Na Wuwei and Wangshu and others hurriedly bowed down to thank them, originally Wuling suffered a disaster today, but was transformed into a happy good thing by Yanchen, and Wangshu and his party were a little more grateful to Yanchen.

After explaining the ownership of Xiaoyaomen, Sun Miaoyi's qi came to an end, and she felt that Yan Chen's cold and terrifying gaze was put back on her body, and Sun Miaoyi, who had been trying not to attract Yan Chen's attention, had her hair standing up, and every pore was trembling. (To be continued.) )