The fist rushed towards Ye Luochen with dark energy, Ye Luochen grabbed it with one hand, and his wrist turned suddenly.

There was a crunch sound, and the other party screamed, and Ye Luochen smashed the other party to the ground like a hammer.

Dozens of times, the courtyard was smashed out of the deep pit, and the other party broke his right arm, causing his tendons and veins to almost be broken!

"Get out!"

Ye Luochen snorted coldly and kicked it away.

During the whole process, he didn't know what the beaten person looked like, because he didn't bother to look at it at all.

After that, several people rushed out of the other rooms, and Ye Luochen pushed all the way sideways, as if entering a no-man's land.

"Isn't there anyone in this sect? You! Roll over to Lao Tzu! ”

Ye Luochen was furious and pointed to the person who had shown them the way before.

He walked over tremblingly, praying in his heart not to be rough with himself.

"Where are the people of your sect, the elders, and the masters of your sect, all dead?!"

Ye Luochen asked like thunder, his eyes were bloodshot, and with a look of King Kong's angry eyes, he almost didn't frighten the other party.

"Gone to the meeting to elect a new son of shaman."

When he said this, Heilong and the others came to ask Ye Luochen what to do here.

"What else can I do, destroy the door!"

Ye Luochen said angrily, this time the other party was really stunned.

So they fought from the outer gate to the inner gate, and only a few disciples of the inner gate reached the sect master Xiaocheng, and they were also the oldest disciples of the sect.

"Master Ye, this is not good, it is a good sect, it would be a pity if it burned like this."

The black dragon looked at the torch in Ye Luochen's hand and made a suggestion to him.

"Why don't we take over?"

"Our country is too far away from this country, and I'm not interested."

After Ye Luochen finished speaking, he unceremoniously threw the torch on the ground, and there was a large pile of gasoline on the ground, which he had sprinkled before.

Rumble......

The fire instantly engulfed the surrounding houses, and some of the disciples did not die, they watched in horror as their sect was destroyed, and they were unwilling.

"If you want to blame, blame you for doing something you shouldn't have done!"

Ye Luochen looked at these disciples and scolded coldly.

Whether they understand it or not, it doesn't make any sense, after all, the sect has already been ignited.

In fact, Ye Que didn't want to do this, but these witches deceived people too much, so they took the initiative to attack and made these witches pay a heavy price.

And that's just the beginning!

They left here, and those disciples couldn't leave because their bones were all broken.

Moreover, he only burned the house, so he only sprinkled gasoline around the perimeter of the house, which did not hurt them at all.

There is a good saying, leave a line in your work, and see you in the future.

If the sect is gone, it can be rebuilt, and if the disciples are gone, they are really gone.

These are still Ye Luochen's face.

He didn't want her to see too much blood, and it was also to arouse the anger of the elders and the sect master.

As long as they take revenge, this is also the so-called good meeting in the future, and then it will be the real destruction!

"A few of you lead the way, where are the other witches?!"

Ye Luochen grabbed a few disciples who could still move their legs and feet and asked them to lead the way.

Although the language barrier was incomprehensible, the disciples could figure out what he meant.

When you come to the second sect, you don't need to attack at all.

Because among these disciples, a few of them had witnessed the scene of Ye Luochen and the destruction of the five people when they were fighting.

They all prostrate themselves honestly on the ground, out of natural fear of Him.

If outsiders see this scene, they will mistakenly think that they are on a pilgrimage.

Compared with the previous sect, the disciples of this sect handled it much more smoothly.

Several of these disciples speak Mandarin and are quite fluent.

"Now no matter which sect you go to, it is estimated that you will not be able to find the elders and sect masters, and they should all participate in the shaman's son campaign."

One of the disciples hurriedly explained without waiting for them to ask a question.

"The divine veins have been destroyed, the statues of the gods have been shattered, and your faith is gone, why are you still running for the son of a shaman?"

The black dragon couldn't help but ask.

"Exactly as you say. But the witch gate has been led by the son of the shaman all these years, and without this special person, the various witch gates will become enemies in the future, after all, no one wants to see a situation of cannibalism. ”

Hearing him say this, Ye Luochen pondered for a moment.

Later, a disciple told them that the high-level leaders of the various sects did not know about the divine veins and god statues yet, so even if a new shaman's son was chosen, it would not be of much use.

"In that case, will you surrender to me?"

Ye Luochen suddenly asked such a question, and these disciples who knew Chinese were a little stunned, but looking at the appearance of the surrounding disciples, they still lay on the ground and didn't dare to raise their heads.

"Yes, of course."

Ye Luochen got a satisfactory answer, and then let them burn this sect by themselves.

To let them do this is simply disrespectful to their own sect.

But if they don't do this, their lives will definitely be in danger, and between life-saving and sectarianism, they decisively choose to save their lives.

Barrels and barrels of gasoline were scattered from the house to the outside, and they looked at the small home they had lived in for many years, and then closed their eyes and hearts, and threw the torches on the ground.