Although the battle between the masters of the Imperial Road ended quickly, this place was still completely destroyed, it was still a dense primeval jungle before, but now there is not a single small tree to be seen, the ground is cracked, and there are terrifying pits.

Yang Yifan's eyes looked into the distance.

You can also see the vacant places everywhere, which are also left behind by the fierce fighting that destroyed the jungle.

Call.

Taking a deep breath, he used his last strength to roar, "I'm Yang Yifan, everyone from the Star Picking Sect listened, come to my side immediately, those miscellaneous pieces have escaped." ”

The sound was rolling and immediately spreading.

In an instant, it spread all over the place, and everyone heard it.

This sound?

In the jungle, several blood-soaked Star Picking Sect martial artists stopped, looked at the place where the voice came from, and immediately saw Yang Yifan standing in the air.

"It's the Sect Master. ”

"He's not dead. ”

"Those dogs were beaten away. ”

Suddenly relaxed, they fell to the ground at once, exhausted to the extreme, and lay there with smiles on their faces, and the crumbs ran away, and they survived.

However, smiling and laughing, tears suddenly slipped down their eyes, they were men, they shouldn't have cried, but they really couldn't help it, in the past three days, hundreds of people broke through together, but only a few of them have survived so far.

。。。

Next to a small stream.

"We won, junior sister, wake up, open your eyes and take a look, the sect master is there, you say you will marry me after you go out, you wake up." ”

A tall man knelt on the ground, holding only a bloodied woman in his arms.

But no matter what he said, she never responded.

"Senior sister, I'll take you over, we really won. ”

He stood up with his hands, gently picked up his junior sister, and strode in the direction of Yang Yifan.

。。。

Next to a hill.

"Kill. ”

A murderous sound rose into the sky.

More than a dozen scarred Star Picking Sect martial artists were like fierce beasts in a desperate situation, and they fought back towards those frightened four sect martial artists with a crazy and tragic aura.

"Damn, how could they be defeated, sect master?"

"Let's run away, too. ”

"Hmm. ”

Those guys were all full of horror, Yang Yifan survived, and he dared to appear in the sky openly like this, which can only mean that the masters of their four sects have been defeated and retreated, how can they not be afraid in their hearts? Where do they have any thoughts to continue fighting.

It was only a dozen breaths of time, and more than a dozen corpses were left in place, and the other four martial artists all fled in a hurry.

"Let's go. ”

More than a dozen Star Picking Sect martial artists also walked towards Yang Yifan with swords that were still dripping blood, although they were seriously injured and were about to reach the limit of running out of oil, but the aura on their bodies was more fierce than ever.

After three days of bloody battles, the merciless killing has completely transformed them, just like a new recruit who has gone through the flames of war and become a veteran.

。。。

Although he was weak and could faint at any time, Yang Yifan still stood in the void.

Born to be a king!

The old man in the Ice Palace, the old woman in the Rouge Building, and Yuan Yu all sighed in their hearts, there was no doubt that Yang Yifan was the most domineering person they had ever seen.

Only the woman in the palace costume did not have the slightest surprise, the former war clan was one of the leaders of the entire human race.

Half an hour later.

One after another, there were still living Star Picking Sect martial artists rushing over.

Without exception, all of them were extremely badly wounded.

Even many people could only support each other, so they didn't fall.

Others came with corpses on their backs or in their arms.

But among these people, there was not a single golden-robed elder above the fifth step of the Sendai Realm, because they all chose to use the method of self-detonation Spirit Sea and Zhihai to block the pursuers, and buy time for Yang Yifan and the others to escape.

A sad and tragic aura permeated this place.

Everyone was turning their heads to see if there were any familiar people they knew, but they were all disappointed, and they didn't see a few familiar faces at all, and it was clear that the most likely people were dead.

Is there only so many people left?

Yang Yifan's fists couldn't help but clench a little.

Of the tens of thousands of Star Picking Sect martial artists, less than two thousand have come to him now.

There may be others who have escaped from the encirclement, but he believes that there will never be too many.

Swish.

Yang Yifan's eyes moved slowly, scanning the faces full of blood and dirt one by one, "From now on, wipe away your tears, this world never believes in and does not need tears, blood debts can only be paid with blood, remember all this, remember that the lives of those people, we can't take revenge, then tell our children and grandchildren, even if it is a thousand generations, even if it is eternal, this revenge must be avenged." ”

The voice was not loud, but it made the hearts of the four imperial masters couldn't help but tremble, and they glanced at Yang Yifan with some horror, revenge is nothing, it happens every day, but thousands of generations have to come to take revenge, which makes people have to be afraid.

"Obey the orders of the suzerain, for thousands of generations, blood revenge will be revenged. ”

The voice rose to the sky, containing the lingering cold murderous intention, which made people's hearts palpitate and make people frightened.

"Lord Yang. ”

The voice of Yuan Yuan came, "Now that the Star Picking Sect has been destroyed, and these people are also in urgent need of healing, it is better to follow me to the secret realm of the King Kong Temple, which is empty enough to accommodate you." ”

"Hmm. ”

Yang Yifan did not shirk.

They really need a place to stay now.

Moreover, he has a great favor to the Kongo Temple, so he will be more at ease.

The other three Imperial Road masters only came because of Ling'er, Nangong Wu and Qin Yun, and it was good to be able to rescue each other.

"Without further ado, we'll go now. ”

As soon as Yuan Li's right hand was raised, a fluorescent light appeared, and a small flying boat appeared, and then the wind rose, and in a few breaths, it had become a thousand zhang in size, and the surface was engraved with all kinds of complex Sanskrit and Buddha images.

"Everybody aboard. ”

As Yang Yifan's voice fell, one by one the Star Picking Sect martial artists stepped forward one by one and entered the flying boat.

Swish.

And at this moment, Yang Yifan's head was suddenly deviated, those eyes were already closed again, he was hit by Gu Fengyun, plus the previous cost, his injury was the most serious here, and it was not easy to hold on until now.

"Brother Yifan. ”

Ling'er screamed.

Nangong Wu and Qin Yun also immediately became nervous.

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