The dragon's teeth drew a graceful arc in the air, and a snow-white sword light appeared, and many disciples lost their lives under Long Yan's sword.

The head staggered towards the other sect's stations, and despite the abnormal pain in his thigh, the desire to survive drove him to quickly run towards the territory of the other gangs.

He can't care about the majesty of the head of the sect or something, now he just wants to live, the stations of other sects are in front of him, as long as he takes a step forward, as long as he takes another step, he can have a chance to live.

The face of the head showed an expression of ecstasy, and the broken leg also seemed to have strength, striding towards the light ahead.

Just when his legs were about to step into the light, the next second, a huge force came from his clothes, and just one step away, the head lost the hope of life.

Just one step away, the head watched as the light was thrown out of his hands.

"How's it going?"

Long Yan suddenly had a bad taste, and he wondered what it would be like for a person to be pulled back to hell from the hope of being born.

The head of the sect was silent, he knew that even if he could survive, his gang would be over, this time he took all the elite disciples in the sect, Long Yan was still alive and standing here, it proved that everyone was dead, without exception.

Seeing the head of the house like this, Long Yan lost interest, and the dragon tooth was inserted into the head of the chest.

When he was halfway from the master, Long Yan followed behind the master, and let him take him to find the gathering place of the next sect, go to the army to fight, and put one side on three sides.

However, looking at the appearance in front of him, the effect is still good, Long Yan gently licked his somewhat dry lips, these people dare to encircle and suppress themselves, they must be ready to exchange prey and hunters.

The station in front of me is even worse than the previous one, most of the disciples are drunk and fall to the ground, and a few red-faced ones are still shouting and drinking and punching, where is this to encircle and suppress, it is simply an exchange.

"Drink, I'll put the water out. ”

One of the disciples spoke to the other disciples with his tongue wide as he walked outside.

"Hurry up!"

"I'll be back in a minute, and I'll drink you all. ”

The disciple's pace is no longer in a straight line, and on the way, because he stepped on the wine bottle and fell a dog to eat, he angrily kicked the wine bottle at his feet, and in the laughter of his companions, the disciple looked for a place to release water.

"Who?"

After letting go of the water, the disciple saw a figure slowly walking out of the grass in the distance, holding something in his hand and faintly unable to see clearly.

Out of instinct, the disciple shouted at the figure, and the surrounding woods were silent, without a sound.

It wasn't until the man stepped out of the shadows that the disciple noticed that he had tried a blade in his hand that shone with a cold light, and the tip of the knife was still dripping blood towards the ground.

"Holy. ”

The disciple shouted, and the fear in his heart instantly rose to the extreme, and the wine bottle that he had kicked aside just now was stepped on by him, and he fell to the ground hard.

"You, you, you......"

He just said three of you in a row, and then his throat couldn't make any sound, and the dragon's teeth had already slashed through his throat.

Instead of giving the disciples who fell to the ground and were still struggling, Long Yan looked at the many disciples who were still around the table, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a little arc.

"Here's what's going on. ”

Early the next morning, when the old man of the Blood River heard the news that the two sects were completely wiped out, he didn't care about his identity as a god emperor, and he jumped like thunder in the forest.

Especially the smell of alcohol in the air that had not completely dissipated made the old man of Blood River feel irritable for a while.

"Two stations, two sects, none of them send out signal flares!"

The voice of the old man of the Blood River changed because of extreme anger, how could this Long Yan kill the elites of the two sects in an instant?

Does this Long Yan really have three heads and six arms?

His feet have become a lake of blood, how many people have died here, and the bloody aura has caused many birds and beasts to appear around, looking at the old man of the blood river in front of him.

"The Tianquan Gang was killed because they drank and misbehaved, but what happened to the Gale Gang?"

The old man of the Blood River was puzzled, how did this Long Yan destroy the two of them without a sound?

But where is there still a trace of Long Yan now, in desperation, the old man of the Blood River can only announce that he will strengthen his vigilance, and everyone in the 100,000 mountains is in danger for a while, how can the man who came out of the death swamp be so easy to deal with?

In the past few days, all the disciples have been holding signal flares in their hands from time to time, but they can send out the signal for help, and at this time, Long Yan is hiding in a tree, eating some wild fruits with Long Cai'er, while watching the movements of 100,000 mountain people.

Since that night, many sects in the 100,000 Mountains couldn't help but add some more patrol personnel, and even the night watchman held a signal flare in his hand, in pairs.

This kind of combination is not easy to start even with Long Yan, so he can only choose to avoid its edge, and Long Cai'er is watching Long Yan roughly draw pictures on the ground, anyway, he must not be able to understand it.

"Master, what are you drawing?"

Long Yan turned sideways to let Long Cai'er see clearly, the picture on this ground is the defensive map among the 100,000 mountains, because there is a Wuhou inheritance, so it is very easy to draw this kind of power map.

Long Cai'er tilted her head, indicating that she didn't understand at all, and in desperation, Long Yan had to choose what to do with these pictures.

This kind of defense is very tight, and even the current Long Yan is not sure that he will escape without alarming the 100,000 people in the mountains, so he can only make a surprise strategy.

But when he saw Long Cai'er next to him, a plan came out of nowhere.

At night, among the many tired disciples, they had already entered the dream incense, and they were tense all the time throughout the day, even immortal cultivators couldn't stand this state.

"Smack!"

A dazzling firework exploded in the air, and many disciples who were already sensitive came out of the bed, and for a while all the disciples looked at the direction in the sky.

"Did you find Long Yan?"

Many disciples who got up chattered and discussed, it seemed that the signal flare had been found, and it was worth mentioning that the old man of the Blood River had shrunk his station, and almost all the disciples of the 100,000 Great Mountain Gate lived here.

"What do you see that?"

With a frightened cry, everyone looked up and saw the trees, on which stood countless monsters with human faces and bird bodies.

"Human-faced birds, human-faced birds, how could they be here?"

The frightened sound completely woke up the human-faced birds, and one by one the human-faced strange birds turned their heads to look at the scattered and fleeing people, as if they saw the most delicious food, and rushed down at the crowd below.

"Run. ”

Long Yan was one of the many disciples who had escaped on the top of a big tree, and a hole in the perfect line of defense had been opened.

(End of chapter)