He's dead!

Dead again!

With the death of the Ice Fairy, the heads of the four factions are all dead!

At this moment, the hearts of the monks of the four factions directly collapsed, and they didn't even have the slightest desire to fight!

Because they knew that they were certain to die at this point!

The disciples of the Beast Control Sect were completely opposite to them at this time, and their morale had reached an unprecedented peak, controlling their demon beasts one by one, killing wildly!

At this moment, the disciples of the Beast Control Sect did not have the slightest mercy, because they knew that if it wasn't for Yang Yifan, it would be them who were killed at this time!

In this way, how can they have mercy in their hearts, how can they keep their hands?

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

The demon beasts frantically launched an attack and tore to shreds countless monks of the four factions who had lost their fighting spirit!

The demon beasts of Ran Jinxuan and the elders of the Beast Control Gate were not controlled by Jin Yu, so they were naturally like tigers entering a flock of sheep, and they launched a crazy killing!

At this moment, the defeat of the four factions of monks is decided!

Under the attack of the beast control monks who were crazy about revenge, the monks of the four factions didn't even have a chance to escape!

"You go and destroy the monks of the four sects, remember, not one will be left!"

Yang Yifan said to Chi Yan Hu, he knew that the state of Chi Yan Hu at this time was already very bad, and it was impossible to help Bing Tao kill the elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, so he entrusted it with a relatively simple task, and he also believed that Chi Yan Hu could understand his words.

Sure enough, the Red Flame Tiger did not resist when he heard this, his scarlet eyes showed a touch of extremely humane gratitude, and he immediately roared angrily, becoming a hungry tiger descending from the mountain, killing from the air like those monks of the four factions on the ground!

The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, even if the Chiyan Tiger is seriously injured at this time, but in the face of those monks of the four sects whose highest strength is only the sixth layer of the foundation, it is still like a tiger entering the flock, and there is no threat at all!

Seeing this scene, Yang Yifan put his mind at ease, and no longer paid attention to the battle situation below where the outcome had been decided, but set his eyes on the Ten Thousand Poison Sect monks!

At this time, the faces of the five elders of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect were already extremely pale!

He never thought that the heads of the four factions would be so bad that they would be killed by Yang Yifan with all his own strength!

And the death of those four people was obviously extremely bad news for him, and he now had no doubt that if he stayed here, the result would only be a dead word, and there was no other possibility.

"Retreat!"

Almost instantly, the five elders of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect made a decision, he roared, and with a sudden move with both hands, he condensed a strange magic decision, and then, he saw the huge bronze giant coffin not far away rushing towards him!

This giant coffin is obviously equivalent to his 'mount'.

But how could Bing Tao let him get his wish, as the head of the Beast Control Sect, how could he not know the truth of endless trouble after letting the tiger return to the mountain, so even if he himself was about to become the end of the strong crossbow at this time, he still desperately swung out an extremely strong sword qi and stopped the elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate!

"Stop and kill this Ten Thousand Poison Gate Elder!!"

The sword qi appeared, and Bing Tao let out an angry roar at the same time, he was very alert and did not shout Yang Yifan's name, just in case!

Yang Yifan naturally knew Bingtao's intentions, and he didn't plan to let go of the elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, after all, the Ten Thousand Poison Gate had become his Yang Yifan's mortal enemy in the past for so long, and at this time, there was an opportunity to kill his elder, Yang Yifan naturally couldn't let go of this excellent opportunity!

"Huh!"

Like a black lightning, Yang Yifan flew away like the elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, because the speed was too fast, and afterimages appeared behind him!

In his hand, the Soul Divine Sword hummed constantly, and the non-stop fighting and blood qi also aroused the ferocity of this sword!

"Bingtao, you are looking for death!"

The fifth-ranked elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect roared violently, his eyes were about to split, and endless anger appeared on the face of the old man who was like a rotten wood!

This Bingtao is such a big egg!

"Looking for death?!"

Bingtao laughed loudly, gritted his teeth and said, "You better think about how you will survive first!" ”

At the same time as his words fell, the extremely strong sword qi he slashed out had already come to the front of the five elders of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, and the white-haired old man had to temporarily give up the bronze giant coffin, and with a wave of his big hand, a miserable green energy appeared from his sleeve, catching up with that sword qi!

"Boom!"

"Snort!"

A huge roar sounded, and the heavens and the earth shook, and the aftermath of that miserable green true qi was extremely corrosive, and even the air made a sneering sound.

After all, Bing Tao was already at the end of the crossbow, and this sword qi was not at all the same as his previous move, so it was not surprising that he was taken over by this Ten Thousand Poison Sect elder.

But Yang Yifan didn't give the old man a chance to breathe, seeing that the five elders of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect were about to blast out a poisonous gas to kill Bing Tao, Yang Yifan had already appeared behind him like a ghost, and the Soul Imperial Sword waved, and the wind and clouds were frantically slashed!

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

But he never thought that the elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect noticed the sword qi like a storm behind him, not only did he not panic at all, but he was not surprised and happy, a cruel smile pulled out from the corner of his mouth, he roared, and then, when he turned around, he threw out a miserable green energy!

"Huh!"

The Imperial Soul Divine Sword slashed at the miserable green energy, and it was really like a wind and clouds, rolling up all that energy, and the miserable green energy wrapped around the sword body, making a sneering sound.

This old man is worthy of being an elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, although he is also in the realm of the seventh layer of the foundation, but his poisonous attack is much stronger than that of the head of the Poisonous Dragon Sect, Jin Yu, I don't know how much, under this poisonous attack, the purple and green light on the body of the Imperial Soul Divine Sword is actually a little dim, as if it has been polluted!

Yang Yifan squinted his eyes and secretly said that it was not good, but he did not panic at all, and with a loud shout, he directly threw out more than a dozen thunder runes and flame runes with his other hand!

"Thunderbolt!"

"Huh!"

Countless thunderbolts and lightning exploded from the side of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect Elders, which were also mixed with raging infinite flames, as if the heavenly thunder had stirred the earth's fire, completely filling that space.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Yifan's figure flashed, and he left the miserable green energy storm, he was carrying the Divine Doctor Treasure Book, and he was naturally not afraid of the poisonous mist, but the Soul Imperial Sword had a slight change, as if it had been corroded, and I was afraid that it would need to be sacrificed afterwards to recover.

In fact, Yang Yifan didn't know, but fortunately, the Soul Imperial Sword was not ordinary, if it was replaced with some ordinary magic weapons, I am afraid that it would be directly corroded into a pool of molten iron in this old man's miserable green ability!

"Boom!"

At this moment, powerful energy fluctuations erupted from the old man's body, and those thunders and flames were rushed to the side in an instant.

Although the old man was not injured, he was extremely embarrassed, his clothes were ragged, and his face was even more gloomy, staring at Yang Yifan deadly!

"I want you dead!"

(End of chapter)