When Yang Yanhan came to the bottom of the Black Wood Cliff, the Eye of Dantalin walked towards the cliff, only to see that the members of the Sun Moon God Sect had been defeated and retreated under the continuous attacks of the Righteous Path Alliance.

Seeing this, Yang Yanhan shook the long sword in his hand, and rushed into the righteous path alliance army under the black wood cliff with the snow wolf group behind him.

At this time, even though most of the main forces of the Righteous Path Alliance had already attacked the Black Wood Cliff, there were still nearly 2,000 people left under the Black Wood Cliff.

It's just that Yang Yanhan has seen the other party's outfit from a distance, and he knows that there are not many disciples of the big faction in the opponent's array. What's more, there are countless small affiliated sects that are subordinate to the Shaolin, Wudang, and Wuyue Sword Sects.

Yang Yanhan, who had participated in countless wars, knew in his heart that it was like a ragtag army composed of various sects. When you start a battle with the wind, it is natural that the morale is like a rainbow, and there is no disadvantage. But once they encounter a headwind battle, or if the casualties are too large, they will defend themselves one by one and flee as birds and beasts.

As two sturdy men dressed in sackcloth and holding steel knives walked towards Yang Yanhan, wanting to find out Yang Yanhan's identity. A scarlet sword light flashed, and two great heads rose into the sky.

When the rest of the people saw this, their hearts were shocked at first, and then turned to anger. Immediately afterwards, a blade of various colors had been drawn out by these masters and attacked towards Yang Yanhan.

However, the snow wolf pack behind Yang Yanhan was like a tight army, a group of three, relying on strict cooperation and lightning-like speed, turning the righteous path coalition forces that rushed over one by one into cold corpses.

Blood, a lot of the time, makes people crazy, but, more often than not, it makes people feel scared.

As Yang Yanhan led the snow wolves behind him step by step, what he left behind was corpses and endless blood.

At this time, Xiao Lou in Yang Yanhan's hand listened to the spring rain overnight, and the scarlet color became more and more prevalent, and every martial arts person who died under this sword would be absorbed by Xiao Lou who listened to the spring rain overnight.

Red, the most vivid and beautiful color. However, if it is red to the extreme, it will turn into the most essential color in the astral plane, black.

Xiao Lou listened to the spring rain getting darker and darker overnight, and the evil qi on the sword became heavier and heavier, Yang Yanhan knew in his heart that this Xiao Lou listening to the spring rain overnight had evolved a little bit of spirituality under the nourishment of the original sin breath in the hearts of several recent users.

At this time, every righteous path coalition army who died in Xiaolou listening to the spring rain all night was sucked into not only the blood, but also their martial arts experience about a sound, and the scattered fragments of martial arts moves.

And as Xiao Lou's breath of listening to the spring rain overnight became stronger and stronger, Yang Yanhan's sword speed became faster and faster, and the sword moves to kill people became more and more concise.

Two hundred corpses, for the people of the rivers and lakes who added blood to the knife, it seemed that there was nothing abnormal. However, if there is no hope of defeating the other side, few people can give their lives for a slogan.

There were more than 100 snow wolves brought by Yang Yanhan, but more than 30 of them were killed and injured in this fight just now. It's a pity that under the control of Wallek's domination, even if only the last snow wolf remains, it will never take half a step back.

In this world, Yang Yanhan also knows some more victorious battles through some biographies. Husband war, courage also.

looked at the people of the righteous path coalition who couldn't bear it and fled in all directions. Yang Yanhan sneered, and under the explosion of wind spirit blessings, he turned into an afterimage and rushed into the crowd.

Killing, or rather, slaughter. The righteous path coalition army that lost the will to resist was like prey scattered by wolves, although they knew that they could protect themselves by uniting, but only caring about their own escape made Yang Yanhan's long sword harvest fresh lives with great ease.

And the speed that is faster than Yang Yanhan is the snow wolf brought by Yang Yanhan. Swift, simple, and ruthless, each snow wolf is like a killing machine, and begins to harvest these prey at an alarming speed.

After all the righteous path coalition forces under the Black Wood Cliff broke away, Yang Yanhan looked at the Black Wood Cliff deep into the sky, carried Xiao Lou behind him to listen to the spring rain all night, and followed the vine ladder of the righteous path alliance army like a spirit ape towards the top of the mountain.

Relying on a steady stream of support, near the top of the Black Wood Cliff, there was no longer a guard from the Sun and Moon God Cult. After being completely occupied, there were only a dozen or so disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect on the top of the cliff, and the rest were attacking towards the depths of the Sun Moon Divine Sect one by one.

Looking at Yang Yanhan, who had just climbed to the top of the cliff, one of the disciples of the Huashan Sect suddenly shouted: "Yang Yanhan, hurry, take him down!"

However, even if the head of Wuyue came in person, there was no chance of winning for Yang Yanhan at this time. What's more, they were just a dozen ordinary disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect.

Starting from killing any of them, the amazing power of fate continued to pour into Yang Yanhan's body. The information brought by the Candlelight Pupil told Yang Yanhan that the fate trajectory of this world had begun to collapse, and if he didn't want to stop at an ordinary official wizard, then it was time for him to leave.

Originally, Yang Yanhan was afraid of the Huashan faction, but in fact, it was better to say that he was afraid of Ling Hu Chong, the son of fate. However, at this time, Yang Yanhan had already decided to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to reverse all his fate in one fell swoop and completely recharge the Star Gate.

Swords, swishing swords fluttered above the top of the Blackwood Cliff with a buzzing sound.

Regarding the swordsmanship of the Wuyue Sword Sect, Yang Yanhan dared to say that few people knew better about the flaws between their sword moves. Combined with Xiao Lou's undefeated sword path cultivation brought by the spring rain overnight, and the amazing speed brought by the blessing of the wind spirit, in just a few dozen breaths, the dozen or so Wuyue Sword Sect disciples turned into corpses one by one.

Looking at the only Huashan disciple who fell to the ground, Yang Yanhan knew that his name was Li Yanhua. Originally, he was an outer disciple of the Huashan faction, but after he and Ling Hu Chong dedicated the diagram of the Wuyue Sword Technique to Yue Buqun, he thought that Yue Buqun must have expanded the scope of his own disciples.

However, for killing such a Huashan disciple who only knew his name, Yang Yanhan did not have any emotional fluctuations. It's just because Yang Yanhan understands in his heart that this Li Yanhua's death is just a beginning, but it is by no means the end.

Relying on the rattan ladder to transport all the snow wolves up the Black Wood Cliff, even with Yang Yanhan's amazing physical fitness and the cooperation of the snow wolf after coming up, Yang Yanhan also spent a pillar of incense.

Yang Yanhan, who breathed slightly, looked into the distance, tightened the long sword in his hand, and silently said in his heart: Everything, should it be over?