"Boom! Rumble! ”

The roar continued to explode, and in the sky above the Golden Wing Gate, there were one after another powerful True Qi fluctuations.

But the strange thing was that no matter how dazzling these True Qi fluctuations were, no matter how shocking the roar was, they couldn't convey the scope of the Golden Wing Gate, as if this space was shrouded in an invisible barrier, completely separated from the outside world.

From the outside, there is still silence here, and there is still no sound here!

"Poof!"

After about half an hour or so, a strange distortion suddenly appeared in the space around the Golden Wing Gate, and at the same time, the pitch-black demonic qi dispersed, and two figures slowly emerged.

"Whoosh!"

The two figures didn't stop, and swept straight in the next direction, leaving only a mess.

"Yang Yifan! You bastard! ”

At the same time, an angry roar finally sounded from the Golden Wing Gate, and at this moment, inside the Golden Wing Gate, a white-haired old man fell to the ground in embarrassment, his face was full of anger, but there was unconcealed fear in the depths of his pupils!

It's too strong!

For this head of the Golden Wing Sect, Yang Yifan and Luo Qiansha are simply devils, they are too strong!

At this time, the loss of the Golden Wing Gate was extremely heavy, almost turning into a ruin, and he, the head of the Golden Wing Gate, was seriously injured, barely hanging on to his breath and not dying!

In the final analysis, Yang Yifan still didn't kill them all.

For these subordinate forces of the four major chairmen, Yang Yifan only destroyed his sect, and did not leave chickens and dogs behind, and wiped them all out!

There are many reasons for this, such as Yang Yifan's reluctance to do more killing, of course, more importantly, time is pressing, Yang Yifan can't go anywhere to destroy the door, all he has to do is to beat these forces to be afraid, injured, and beaten until they no longer dare to have any evil intentions!

……

Next, the figures of Yang Yifan and Luo Qiansha appeared in one place after another!

Bafang Pavilion, Snow Moon Castle, Burning Moon Gang, Burning Rain Gate......

All the forces were swept across by Yang Yifan and the others, and everywhere they went, all these sects turned into ruins, and a large amount of resources were plundered!

During this period, Yang Yifan killed a lot of people and released a lot of people, and those who died in his hands, without exception, were all damned people!

"The hosts! Where to go next! ”

Walking out of the Fierce Rain Gate, Luo Qiansha's gaze at Yang Yifan was already more awe-inspiring!

Before this, Luo Qiansha had always thought that he was strong enough and decisive enough to kill, but after this killing, he realized that in front of the real enemy, Yang Yifan was a hundred times more decisive than him!

"Next, it's time to go to those two front-line forces."

Yang Yifan's cold voice sounded, this nearly three hours of killing made him all over his body, and his blood was monstrous!

……

Yuanyang Sword Sect!

One of the first-line forces in Yanjing, there is an eighth-layer master of foundation building and two seventh-layer powerhouses in the door!

At this moment, the Yuanyang Sword Sect has received the news!

"What? All the forces of the Golden Wing Gate have been wiped out? The entire sect has been reduced to ruins?! ”

In the main hall of the Yuanyang Sword Sect, several monks with calm breaths changed their faces slightly, and they frowned and spoke.

It has been a full three hours since the destruction of the Golden Wing Gate, and Yang Yifan has not killed all the people of the sect, so naturally there will be news to be conveyed.

Obviously, this news has now reached the Yuanyang Sword Sect!

"Who did it? Could it be that Yang Yifan again?! ”

"Who else but him, I didn't expect this guy to be so crazy, and he dared to do such a crazy thing in this situation, I really don't know how to write dead words!"

In the main hall, the head of the Yuanyang Sword Sect and the two elders kept sneering:

"Yang Yifan, I have to say, this guy is a little capable!"

"But so what, it's just a group of second-tier forces, what kind of sects such as the Golden Wing Sect and the Burning Rain Sect, there are only one or two seventh-layer masters of foundation building, I don't believe it, does he Yang Yifan dare to come to our Yuanyang Sword Sect to spread wild!"

"That's right, it's okay if this kid doesn't dare to come, if he appears here, he will definitely be broken into pieces!"

"Pass the order, the entire sect will be under martial law, all disciples are ready to fight at any time, as long as that kid dares to come, let him die here!"

Feng Yuan, the head of the Yuanyang Sword Sect, snorted coldly, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent!

"No need!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded strangely!

This voice resounded throughout the main hall, constantly echoing in the main hall, as if it sounded from all directions at the same time, making it impossible to know the location of the person who spoke!

"What people!"

Feng Yuan and the two elders changed their faces and stood up suddenly!

"Didn't you wait for me, now, I'm here!"

That voice sounded again, and in the next second, a pitch-black demonic qi suddenly poured in from the door, swiped into the main hall, and slowly dispersed, revealing two figures!

"Yang Yifan!"

Seeing the familiar face of one of the figures, Feng Yuan and the others' faces instantly froze!

After being stunned for a second, Feng Yuan immediately laughed wildly: "There is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no way to go to hell!" Yang Yifan, you are really looking for death by yourself! ”

When the words fell, Feng Yuan raised his voice violently!

"Where are the disciples of the Yuanyang Sword Sect, everyone, gather in the main hall!"

Rumble!

Feng Yuan's roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and in the blink of an eye, it spread throughout the entire Yuanyang Sword Sect, and in the next second, countless Dao breaths rushed to the sky, and the crowds surged, all the disciples of the Yuanyang Sword Sect, no matter what they were doing in the previous second, all put down the things in their hands at this moment, and rushed to the main hall quickly!

"Whoa!"

In three seconds, one after another figures surrounded the main hall like a tide, and all the disciples of the Yuanyang Sword Sect were assembled!

There was a strong aura surging on these disciples, there were monks in the Qi cultivation period, and there were also monks in the foundation building period, there were hundreds of thousands of people, looking at them from a distance, everyone's eyes were extremely cold, staring at Yang Yifan deadly, and their pupils were full of murderous intent!

"Haha!"

Feng Yuan laughed loudly, stared at Yang Yifan, and said with pity: "Boy, my Yuanyang Sword Sect has a total of 1,232 disciples, you are just two people, what can you do to fight with me!" ”

After a pause, Feng Yuan's eyes revealed endless viciousness: "Don't worry, since you kid has thrown himself into the net, then I naturally can't treat you badly, after catching you in a while, I will cut off your hands and feet, and cut eight hundred swords on you, so that you will be in pain and unforgettable!" ”

Feng Yuan could see that the aura on Yang Yifan's body was just the seventh layer of the foundation, and Luo Qiansha's strength was only the strength of the eighth layer of the foundation, just the two of them, what kind of waves could they make from their Yuanyang Sword Sect?!

Even if it is a pile of people, Feng Yuan is confident that he can pile him to death!

(End of chapter)