In fact, Xiao Yuran is also very grateful in his heart.

She naturally understands what a big threat it will be to let go of Pingtian this time, after all, Pingtian is the Dragon God Realm, and it is about to break through the late stage, and when the time comes, the gap with the current one is huge.

But Su Han didn't think about that, and resolutely exchanged the flat sky for Xiao Hengshan's life, Xiao Yuran felt that all this was because of himself.

"When my father and I were expelled from the Su family, Head Yuhui personally led someone to take me to the Su family, thus cutting off the siege of the Lin family and the Chen family, based on this alone, your father, I should be saved."

Su Han glanced at Xiao Yuran, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "As for the matter of making a promise...... Let's talk about it later. ”

"Horn Horn!"

Xiao Yuran grinned, and hung on Su Han's body like that, and her cherry lips kept imprinting on Su Han's face.

The seal is printed, and it makes a sound full of infinite reverie.

Su Han really had no choice in the end, so he dragged Xiao Yuran off his body stiffly.

"Yuran, you are the head of the Holy Cold Divine Guard, and there are so many people watching here!" Xiao Yuhui glanced at her sister.

"Hee-hee."

Xiao Yuran's big eyes blinked a few times, as if he was still unsatisfied.

As for shyness?

She didn't know how to write those two words.

The people around were completely dumbfounded, you didn't show your affection like this, did you?

In the whole field, there are at least 50,000 people watching here, don't you know what blushing is?

……

In the past half an hour, the people of the True Martial Sect have died and fled, in short, except for the corpses, no one has left here.

The war between the True Martial Sect and the God Butcher Pavilion has finally ended.

In the end, according to statistics, the death toll of the True Martial Sect reached as many as 110,000, and on the side of the God Slaughter Pavilion, more than 300 people were seriously injured and more than 100 died.

Those who died were all ordinary disciples, and the five Great Divine Guard Regiments were intact, with only a few seriously injured.

If it weren't for the last moment, the Ayaluo Sect and the Cold Cloud Sect would have made a move, and the loss of the God Butcher Pavilion would definitely not have been like this.

After all, this is not a one-man war, nearly 200,000 troops on both sides are killed, and sometimes, desperately to die, but also to pull the other party's life, saying that there are no casualties, it is simply impossible.

"From today on, the True Martial Sect's hegemony in Yunyang County, which has been inherited for nearly a thousand years, has finally truly changed hands!"

"It's unimaginable that it could be a ninth-rate sect."

"Do you still think that the God Butcher Pavilion is a ninth-rate sect? On the surface, it is true that it is a nine-rate sect, but the strength of the God Slaughter Pavilion can not be compared to a mere nine-rate sect? ”

"If you take out any of the five major Divine Guard Groups, I'm afraid you can compete with the Ninth Rank Sect."

"It's really terrifying, to be able to see such a terrifying ninth-rate sect in your lifetime, it can be regarded as a worthwhile trip to this place."

Looking at the people of the God Slaughter Pavilion who were quickly clearing the battlefield, those scattered cultivators all stood up and sighed.

The war is over, and it's time for them to leave.

Among them, there are also many big families who came to watch the battle with the True Martial Sect, as well as some ninth-rate sects.

In their hearts, they have already marked a label for the God Butcher Pavilion, that is-must not be provoked!

"I actually won ......"

Yun Qianqian's beautiful eyes widened, and until now, her pretty face still couldn't believe it.

"This Su Han can even be killed by a powerhouse in the middle of the Dragon God Realm, how far has his strength reached, could it be that the Dragon Emperor Realm is not successful?" Yun Qianqian muttered.

"It's definitely not the Dragon Emperor Realm, the Dragon Emperor Realm is strong, killing the Dragon God Realm is like slaughtering a chicken and slaughtering a dog, and Su Han has already been slightly injured after performing those two attacks."

A Long Dan Realm stood next to Yun Qianqian and spoke.

Yun Qianqian pursed her lips, she didn't agree too much with the words of this Dragon Dan Realm.

Because every time he sees Su Han, the strength shown by the latter is different, it seems that in Su Han's hands, cultivation is like money, there is no bottom limit, how many or how many you want, he can buy something when he encounters a gold coin, he can buy it if he encounters 10,000 gold coins, and he can still buy it if he encounters 10 million gold coins.

"Miss, let's go too, it's time to go back and prepare for the Gate of the Deer."

That Long Danjing said respectfully: "This time, the young lady finally has the opportunity to enter the gate of chasing deer, and she must be fully prepared, and she must not lose." ”

"Hmm."

Yun Qianqian nodded lightly, with shock, although those Dragon Pill Realms left.

……

The battle between the God Butcher Pavilion and the True Martial Sect has finally come to an end.

With the assistance of the Cold Cloud Sect and the Ayaluo Sect, the God Slaughter Pavilion swept through the True Martial Sect, wiped out a Dragon God Realm, and completely changed the hegemony of Yunyang County!

This incident was like a bombshell, setting off a monstrous wave in the calm lake of Yunyang County.

No one could believe that the last defeat would be the True Martial Sect.

The strength of the True Martial Sect has been deeply ingrained in Yunyang County and engraved in everyone's hearts.

And the God Slaughter Pavilion is just a ninth-rate sect, and the total number of disciples of the entire sect is only three thousand, no matter what they think, they don't think that the God Slaughter Pavilion has the strength to defeat the True Martial Sect.

……

"Did you hear that? The True Martial Sect was defeated. ”

"Alas, of course I heard about it, I really can't think of it, I can't think of it!"

"I think the reason why the True Martial Sect was defeated was not in the hands of the God Slaughter Pavilion, but in the hands of the Cold Cloud Sect!"

"I think so too, in this battle, the Ayaluo Sect and the Hanyun Sect both shot, although the Ayaluo Sect is small, but there are also tens of thousands of disciples, the key is the Hanyun Sect, there are actually three people in it who have broken through the Dragon God Realm, including the sect master Ling Qinghai also personally shot, together with Su Baliu, almost surrounded and killed Pingtian."

"How did I hear that it seems that the Cold Cloud Sect and the Ayara Sect only played an auxiliary role? There are many people who say that there is no difference between the Cold Cloud Sect and the Ayaluo Sect whether they can make a move, because the True Martial Sect has already been defeated in the hands of the God Slaughter Pavilion. ”

"Do you believe that? There are no more than four thousand people in the God Slaughter Pavilion, and the cultivation is so low, how can it defeat the True Martial Sect? ”

In a tavern, a lot of people are talking here.

One of the middle-aged men couldn't listen anymore, he was one of the cultivators who had personally seen the God Butcher Pavilion fighting the True Martial Sect.

"Bang!"

He directly slammed the wine glass on the table, got up and snorted coldly: "A group of ignorant things, the strength of the God Slaughter Pavilion, how can you imagine that the reason why the True Martial Sect was defeated was because of their arrogance!" ”

As the words fell, the man turned and left the tavern.

The others looked at his back, and a young man in a green robe pouted, "It's as if he saw that battle with his own eyes, I don't believe that the God Butcher Pavilion is so powerful." ”

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Hurry up, I'm going to be late and I'm going to line up again."

"Don't squeeze me, grass!"

At this moment, there was a sudden panic outside.

The man in the green robe ran out, grabbed one of them and asked, "What are you doing in such a hurry?" ”

"Don't stop me, the God Slaughter Pavilion is going to accept disciples again, this time it is limited to 20,000 people, and if you go late, you won't have a chance!" The man said.

The man in the green robe didn't say a word, turned around and ran.

"Hey, why are you going?" Someone asked in the back.

"Didn't you hear that you didn't have a chance to go late?" The voice of the blue-robed man came.

A group of people were stunned for a moment, and then reacted immediately, secretly scolding the shamelessness of the truth.

Just now, he despised the God Slaughter Pavilion so much, and when he heard that he was going to collect disciples, he ran faster than a rabbit.

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