The Ayaluo Sect was originally a cooperative sect of the Slaughter God Pavilion, and it had been hidden in the distance before, and the True Martial Sect did not fail to find it, but it felt that a small sect like the Ayaluo Sect would definitely not dare to participate in the battle between the True Martial Sect and the Slaughter God Pavilion.

Unexpectedly, Ayaluo Zong actually made a move!

The black pressed figure, and all the nearly 10,000 disciples of the Ayaluo Sect rushed over, and without saying a word, they directly attacked the disciples of the True Martial Sect.

Those people from the True Martial Sect couldn't make a move, and they were fighting with those corpses controlled by Lian Yuze, and they were almost scattered by the demon beasts.

At this moment, the people of the Ayara Sect joined in, which was tantamount to adding insult to injury.

"Fuyang, you dare to do something to my True Martial Sect?!"

Pingtian was furious, and his eyes looked like he was going to eat Fuyang.

"After today, there will be no such sect as the True Martial Sect."

Fu Yang spoke, and the long sword in his hand swung out, and with a single blow, dozens of True Martial Sect disciples were swept and killed.

"Good, good!"

Pingtian was boiling with anger: "It's really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs, and Longyou being played by shrimp in shallow water!" Even the small sect of the Ayaluo Sect dared to make a move against my True Martial Sect! ”

But no matter how angry he was, there was nothing he could do.

Today's True Martial Sect will definitely not be able to ask for any benefits, if you can really go back, Ping Pingtian swears that he will slaughter the entire Ayaluo Sect!

The roof leak happened to rain overnight.

Not only the Ayaluo Sect, but also the disciples of the Cold Cloud Sect joined the battlefield out of nowhere.

At this time, the disciples of the Cold Cloud Sect had increased to 50,000, but the Cold Cloud Sect only sent 30,000, almost all of whom were elite disciples of the Cold Cloud Sect.

"Since you joined the sect, there has never been a war, so today, let's have a good experience." Ling Qinghai's voice spread in all directions.

"Yes!"

Those disciples of the Cold Cloud Sect turned into three streams of people, each of which had ten thousand, like sharp knives, cutting into the crowd of the True Martial Sect.

In fact, they had already hidden in the distance, but the True Martial Sect's target was only the God Slaughter Pavilion, and they didn't find it.

And the people of the Cold Cloud Sect have also thoroughly seen the power of the God Slaughter Pavilion.

They understood that even if they and the others didn't make a move today, the True Martial Sect would definitely not win, and just relying on the Five Great Divine Guard Regiments of the God Slaughtering Pavilion was enough to defeat the True Martial Sect.

Whenever he thought of this, the disciples of the Cold Cloud Sect shuddered.

The five major god guard groups of the God Slaughter Pavilion, even if they are combined, are only less than a thousand people!

It's this kind of number of people who are a hundred times different, but they can sweep the True Martial Sect without being harmed, how strong does this have to be?

In the crowd of the Cold Cloud Sect, Yang Lin was holding a dagger and cutting the neck of a disciple of the True Martial Sect from time to time.

In the past few months, Yang Lin has reached the Dragon Blood Realm, and the Cold Cloud Sect specially found a drop of fifth-order beast blood for him, which can be said to have increased his strength a lot.

At that time, Yang Lin was extremely proud, with his cultivation in the early stage of the Dragon Blood Realm, coupled with the silver-level equipment and weapons given by the Cold Cloud Sect, it was enough to fight with the late stage of the Dragon Blood Realm.

You must know that in the entire Dragon Martial Continent, there are very few people who can fight beyond the ranks.

But when he saw today's war, the arrogance in his heart was like turning into a stone, deep in his throat, unable to swallow or spit out.

The God Butcher Pavilion picks out one person at random, which one can't fight beyond the ranks?

A deep sense of remorse rose from Yang Lin's heart, after all, Su Han at the beginning, but he personally opened his mouth to accept himself as a disciple!

Although Yang Lin did not disdain it at that time, the arrogance in his heart made him look down on Su Han at all.

You are just a dragon vein realm, and you also want to accept me as a disciple?

Now, Su Han has proved with his strength what a big mistake Yang Lin's original choice was!

Compared with the Five Great Divine Guards, everything about Yang Lin seemed so ridiculous.

Cultivation is not as good as others, and the weapons are ......

Don't mention it at all.

Looking at all the disciples of the God Slaughter Pavilion, even ordinary disciples, the lowest level is a silver-level weapon, and the five major divine guard groups hold a top-grade silver-level weapon, and even a gold-level weapon.

And the leaders of the five major Divine Guard Regiments are wearing gold-level suits - Flowing Fire suits!

"If I had promised Su Han at the beginning, would I have become the leader of one of the Divine Guard Regiments at this moment?" Yang Lin asked himself this countless times.

He looked up at the white-clad figure in the void.

A few months ago, the two were flush.

Now, he has reached the dragon blood realm, and Su Han is still in the dragon vein realm.

It seems that he is stronger, but in fact, the two are really very different.

"It's a pity ......"

Yang Lin took a deep breath and shook his head secretly.

Su Han had asked him to be his disciple twice, but both times he was rejected by Yang Lin, and Su Han said at the time that if Yang Lin refused again, he would never have the opportunity to join the God Slaughter Pavilion again.

Until now, even if Yang Lin wanted to join the God Slaughter Pavilion, he would never have a chance again.

Yang Lin finally understood that Su Han didn't brag at the beginning, and he forcibly pushed away an opportunity to become a peerless powerhouse.

……

Not only Yang Lin, but almost the entire Cold Cloud Sect, all the disciples had this kind of remorse in their hearts.

Su Han once went to the Cold Cloud Sect to select fifty disciples, but they were all disdainful, not only did they not join, but they also shouted to quit, and looked down on the God Slaughter Pavilion very much.

Now that I think about it, if I joined the God Butcher Pavilion at that time, what kind of changes would there have been at this moment?

"Kill!!"

The disciples of the Cold Cloud Sect turned this remorse into anger, and then transformed this anger into murderous intentions, and the disciples of the True Martial Sect became the best targets for catharsis.

It's a long story, but it's a very short story.

"Boom!"

When they repented, in the void, the weapon Changhe was under Su Han's control, and the speed was extremely fast, and even if Hua Hai used all his skills, he would eventually be caught up.

"Get out!"

Hua Hai drank violently, the strength of the Dragon God Realm exploded, and the terrifying dragon qi diffused from his hands, and he went straight to those weapons to bombard the past.

At this moment, the weapon collided with Hua Hai's dragon qi, and it was broken in an instant!

Hua Hai's face changed greatly, even though he thought that he was invincible to Su Han, he didn't expect that the dragon qi of his Dragon God Realm was as weak as paper under those weapons!

"It's so strong!"

Those disciples of the Starry Sky Divine Guard Regiment all gasped, although they had seen the strength of the Bright Sun Sword God, but the scene was a scene after all, and only by seeing it with their own eyes could they experience that kind of terrifyingness.

This is just some weapons that don't even have a level, what if this is 30,000 silver-level weapons, or even gold-level weapons, purple-gold weapons?

"Puff puff!"

One after another, weapons passed through Hua Hai's body, and thousands of holes appeared in Hua Hai's body almost instantly.

"Bang!"

Its flesh exploded, and a phantom escaped in a scream, quickly running into the distance.

"Don't go."

Su Han opened his mouth calmly, spanning a distance of thousands of meters in one step, and his palm pressed down towards Hua Hai's Yuan Shen.