"Stop him! Stop this kid! ”

Seeing that Yang Yifan was about to run, how could the four chairmen swallow this breath, they roared again and again, and they were about to go crazy!

It is foreseeable that if it weren't for being entangled by the Holy Maiden of Miao Jiang and Brigitte Niangniang, the four of them would definitely kill Yang Yifan desperately!

Bad beating!

That's a lot of beating!

The four chairmen have been famous for so many years, and it is the first time that they have been so embarrassed today!

If Yang Yifan is allowed to run away today, it will not be a slap in their face, it will not be a slap in the face, it will be a step on them, and they will step on their faces on the ground and play with their lives!

Hearing the orders of the four chairmen, some monks immediately gave up the battle with the monks of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and blocked the past as if they were desperate.

It's not just the four chairmen, this matter is also about their faces, if Yang Yifan really runs away this time, then the fun will be really great!

"Kill!"

"Stay alive!"

"Little thief, don't run!"

In an instant, the overwhelming attack bombarded Yang Yifan and Lu Shenqing, and the two were stopped by the flood attack, looked at each other, and were happy.

Get! Don't let Lao Tzu go, right?

Okay, I'll have fun with you!

Without opening the blood demon madness, Yang Yifan flicked it with one hand, and the Soul Imperial Sword appeared in his hand, and then, he rushed to the crowd without hesitation, and the Qingfeng sword technique was used, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, one killed the other, and a bloody storm was set off in an instant!

Yang Yifan didn't have a good impression of the guys of this group of cultivator associations, and he was even more merciless towards the monks of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

"Boom!"

Lu Shenqing is not idle, he now also has the strength to build the fifth layer of the foundation, the Shenqing sword is sacrificed, and there is a sharp sword gang in his hand, and the tailor-made Shenqing swordsmanship makes his sword like a death scythe, every swing will take away a piece of blood and harvest a few lives!

Kill, kill, kill!

Yang Yifan and the two rushed to kill all the way, fought and retreated, and in just a few seconds, they took dozens of lives!

Panic!

Yang Yifan and the two of them were bloody, and the group of monks around them panicked at that time.

Not only the guys of the Cultivators Association, but the faces of those Ten Thousand Poison Sect cultivators were also very ugly, this group of people was originally small, and they all relied on cultivation to win, and now they were killed by Yang Yifan and the two of them in the blink of an eye, and even though they had some cowardice and anger.

What kind of person is this Nima!

Didn't you have trouble with the people of the Cultivators Association, why did you still kill the people of our Ten Thousand Poison Sect? This Nima kills indiscriminately? There's no such thing as you!

In just a dozen seconds, Yang Yifan and Lu Shenqing no longer had any monks within ten meters of their bodies, on the contrary, they left a corpse wherever they went.

With such a might, even the Miao Jiang Holy Maiden and the four chairmen who were fighting in the distance focused their attention.

Miao Jiang Holy Maiden's gaze only stayed on Yang Yifan's face for a second, and then fell on the Soul Divine Sword in his hand.

For some reason, she always felt that the sword was somewhat familiar, and even the strange wound on her brow seemed to ache faintly.

Intuition told her, this man, damn it!

And the four chairmen, not to mention, seeing Yang Yifan and Lu Shenqing killing on a large scale, it was even more painful to be angry, if it wasn't for being entangled by the two Miaojiang Holy Maidens, they would have flown over and killed them.

Sensing the gazes of several people, Yang Yifan and Lu Shenqing glanced at each other and retreated.

Yang Yifan's heart is like a mirror, he understands very well that today is not his home field, the current Qingling Mountain is like a tiger's den in Longtan to him, don't look at the pleasure of killing at this time, but if the four chairmen are determined to kill him, or the Holy Maiden of Miaojiang knows through his identity, then he will definitely die.

So, the best thing to do now is to go!

Think about it carefully, it's not a loss to go now, but if Yang Yifan really leaves now, the four chairmen must have suffered a blood loss, not to mention how much loss the association has suffered by Yang Yifan's whole out, just saying that Li Chen was seriously injured by a sneak attack put them in a great disadvantage.

If they still had hope of defeating the alliance of Miaojiang Saintess and Brigitte Niangniang before, then at this time, the balance of victory had obviously begun to tilt towards the Miaojiang Saintess.

Moreover, in such a fierce battlefield, no one noticed that a strange fragrance was slowly spreading, entering their bodies with every use of True Qi by the cultivators of the Cultivator Association.

"Brother Lu is gone, something will happen if you stay any longer."

Yang Yifan immediately made a decision, and with a flick of the Soul Divine Sword, a sword aura ten meters long burst out, clearing the road in front of him, and his body swept away like a meteor.

Lu Shenqing did not hesitate, he also slashed out a sword gang, and left.

The four chairmen and the Holy Maiden of Miaojiang were not there, Yang Yifan and Lu Shenqing, who had taken the Blood Yuan Pill, obviously had no opponents, and they wanted to leave, so naturally no one could stop them.

After only a few figures rose and fell, Yang Yifan and the two disappeared into the sky.

The Cultivators Association and the Ten Thousand Poison Sect people hated it so much, but because of the strength of the two of them, they really didn't dare to chase deeply.

Ran away?

The four chairmen in the original place looked back, and even if their minds were lost, they almost gritted their teeth out of breath.

Jinnima let these two guys run away?

Shame on you!

Under the shame and anger, the attack in the hands of the four chairmen rose to a higher level, and the battle between the Miao Jiang Holy Maiden and Brigitte Niangniang was completely deadly, crazy, one after another true qi aftermath burst out, the earth cracked, and the mountain peaks were about to be leveled!

On the other side, Yang Yifan and Lu Shenqing had already gone down the mountain.

Along the way, Yang Yifan and the two did not encounter any obstacles, and it was not until the foot of the mountain that they discovered that the original association monks who were guarding Qingling Mountain had already been killed by the people of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate.

This situation was even better news for Yang Yifan and the others, they discerned the direction and quickly swept away.

Now that he has saved Lu Shenqing, Yang Yifan does not plan to continue to stay in Yanjing, the land of right and wrong, although he was very relaxed on the top of the mountain just now, but in fact, he is also holding a stomach in his heart now, not to mention anything else, just the appearance of the Holy Maiden of Miaojiang here, blatantly attacking the Cultivator Association, it is a big thing, he has a hunch that the world is going to be disrupted, he must hurry back to Miaojiang and get ready!

Swish!

Two sounds of breaking the air sounded, Yang Yifan and Lu Shenqing quickly skimmed, the wind and grass moved, the clouds took off, and the two quickly left Qingling Mountain.

But just as they were out of the range of Qingling Mountain, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air in front of them, and then, a burst of coercion suddenly appeared.

Seeing the figure that appeared in sight, Yang Yifan's face was stunned, and his heart warmed.

It's not ...... Jun Fuhuan.