Qinglan Plain.

Because of the appearance of Yang Yifan and the three of them, the Sword Gate monks completed a seemingly incredible battle of winning more with less.

And in this battle, compared to the casualties of the monks of the three factions, the monks of the Sword Gate only lost five hundred!

Although 500 men is also an extremely tragic number, it can be said to be a great victory compared to the number of enemies!

Enthusiastically retreated, Yang Yifan, for the sake of safety, asked the disciples of the Sword Sect to clean up the battlefield as quickly as possible, and then, everyone entered the city again, and directly took the nests of the three sects, and the harvest was extremely rich, even the previous four major sects were not far behind.

Raising war with war is indeed the fastest way to get rich, Yang Yifan thinks so.

However, the loss of so many disciples by the Sword Sect was something that Yang Yifan did not want to see, and for those who died, he arranged for the disciples to cremate all their bodies and pack them up and take them away.

Yang Yifan didn't want these Sword Gate monks to stay in a foreign land after they died, he believed that one day he would lead the Sword Gate back to the Central Plains and defeat the Cultivator Alliance, and at that time, he would let those sacrificed Sword Gate monks return to their hometown and bear the incense of future generations!

Half a day later, Yang Yifan and the others returned to the Soul Sect.

With the experience of Yang Yifan leading the beast control sect monk into the sect last time, Yechen was not surprised by this, he didn't say anything, just patted Yang Yifan's shoulder and gave him a thumbs up.

"Brother Yang, good job!"

Yang Yifan naturally knew why Yechen praised himself, but he was not proud, but said seriously: "Since I am the head of the Sword Gate, I naturally have to take on this responsibility, I don't know when the Sword Gate is in trouble, I didn't arrive at the first time, but since I know about this matter, I naturally can't escape!" ”

"Well done!" Yechen nodded, but his expression immediately became heavy: "But Brother Yang, you must know that after this incident, you have completely made a feud with the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, although the Ten Thousand Poison Gate may not know it now, but one day the matter will be revealed, and at that time, the situation between you and the Sword Gate will be very dangerous!" ”

"It's okay."

Yang Yifan didn't have too much worry on his face, after all, he knew best that with the things he had done before, as long as it was exposed, the relationship with the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect would definitely be immortal, so he had already been mentally prepared and didn't panic at all.

"Okay, since you have confidence in yourself, then the old brother won't say anything, the old brother can't help you otherwise, but it's still okay to provide a temporary shelter for the Sword Gate, you can stay with me for as long as you want during this time, believe me, if the Ten Thousand Poison Gate really knows about your Sword Gate, if you investigate it, my Soul Sect is definitely the safest place in the entire Miao Territory, there is no one!" Yechen patted Yang Yifan's shoulder and said.

"This ......" Yang Yifan was moved when he heard this.

He is also the head of a faction, so he naturally knows how difficult it is to say such things and make such a decision as Yechen, after all, Yechen can completely avoid the dedication of being crusaded by the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and stay out of this matter, but Yechen did not do it, this kindness can be said to be great.

Seeing Yang Yifan's expression, Yechen knew what he was going to say, and immediately said directly without waiting for Yang Yifan to speak: "Okay, it's all big men, let's not say anything superfluous, you are busy with your go, today your confidantes are all out of the customs." ”

After speaking, Yechen squeezed his eyes and gave him a meaningful look.

Yang Yifan smiled bitterly when he heard this, nodded, and left the Soul Sect Hall.

……

After settling the people of the Sword Gate, the time had come to ten o'clock in the evening.

This time, the people of the Sword Gate were taken over, although there were some episodes, which caused a lot of casualties among the disciples of the Sword Gate, but it finally solved a big problem for Yang Yifan, which made him completely relieved of his heart and had the confidence to fight with the two behemoths of the Cultivator Association and the Ten Thousand Poison Gate.

After all, before, when the Sword Sect disciples did not show up for a day, Yang Yifan had always had a worry in his heart, and he was no longer worried about the consequences if the Cultivators Association found the Sword Sect disciples before him or if the Sword Sect disciples accidentally fell into the hands of the Ten Thousand Poison Sects, but fortunately, these worries could finally disappear.

At the same time, the disciples of the Sword Sect who found the organization also ushered in a rare relaxation during this period of time, during the period when the Sword Gate collapsed and they left their hometown to come to Miao Jiang, they could be said to be worried all day long, without the slightest relaxation, and today this sense of crisis was finally lifted, and many people started retreat directly.

Man is a wonderful creature, once the string in the brain is in a tight state, it will last for a long time, but if the string is loosened, it will immediately be very unenergetic, and it is not impossible to even get seriously ill because of it.

Of course, it is very difficult for a monk to get sick.

However, the long-term tension of the mind still made many Sword Sect disciples unbearable, and they had to retreat.

In this regard, Yang Yifan understood very well, and did not say anything, and directly asked Lu Shenqing to arrange for many elixirs to be distributed to all Sword Sect monks, for things like elixirs, Yang Yifan was not stingy at all, after all, he now has a lot of resources on hand, and these resources are all 'grabbed' to a certain extent, so there is naturally no pressure to distribute them.

What's more, many Sword Sect disciples had performed very well in the previous battle, and they deserved to get these elixirs, and with these elixirs, the overall strength of the Sword Sect monks should take a leap.

After arranging everything properly, Yang Yifan walked in the direction of the secret room, and coincidentally, he bumped into Xu Ling'er head-on.

Xu Linger is still so beautiful, it is no exaggeration to say that she is definitely the most 'fairy' among the women around Yang Yifan, although her figure and appearance are absolutely beautiful, but the most eye-catching thing is the fluttering fairy temperament on her body, pure, holy, and fascinating.

Seeing Yang Yifan, Xu Ling'er smiled gently and said, "Thank you for your life-saving grace." ”

"You're welcome." Yang Yifan was in a good mood at this time, he was not sad because of the death of hundreds of Sword Sect monks, because he knew that the two armies were fighting, casualties were inevitable, to put it ruthlessly, the cultivation world was the survival of the fittest, the dead were gone, it was useless to say anything, and there was no point in being sad about it.

Seeing Xu Ling'er up close again, Rao is Yang Yifan also had to admit that this girl was so beautiful, especially her incomparably clear eyes and ethereal temperament, which could make any man fascinated.

And just when Yang Yifan wanted to say something, suddenly a cheerful voice sounded:

"Big brother, I miss you with a smile."

(End of chapter)