An elixir made Han Yanzhu's injuries slowly recover. After a while, Han Yanzhu flew up again, standing in the air with a hideous face and looking at Chang Baihui.

"Ahem, ahem!" Han Yanzhu coughed continuously for a while before he said hideously,

"Evil beast, you forgot, your master is not only a martial saint, but also a noble alchemist. My injuries can be restored through pills, and my strength can be restored through mana. As soon as the words fell, Chang Baihui's body burst out, stepped into the air above Han Yanzhu, and slapped her fiercely.

"Boom!" Han Yanzhu raised his hand to block, but was slapped in the sinkhole by Chang Baihui with a palm, this time the sinkhole became deeper and larger in diameter, and the ground under his feet was full of dense cracks like spider webs.

"No!" Han Yanzhu let out a frightened roar, she found that although she had recovered her injuries with the elixir, the strength in her body was still affected, and the terrifying flames that Chang Baihui bloomed eventually burned part of her cultivation.

And the cultivation that was burned could not be restored with pills, and could only be obtained through hard cultivation. The confrontation just now burned her hundred-year cultivation.

Han Yanzhu, who discovered this scene, was full of anger. That's a hundred years of cultivation. How many hundred years have I had to pursue Emperor Wu, once I can't reach Emperor Wu, I will never be able to really stand at the top, and my lifespan will be greatly affected.

While Han Yanzhu was angry, Chang Baihui didn't stop, this time she didn't wait for Han Yanzhu to fly, her whole body was pressed down from the sky, and the dark blue flames swept in, instantly filling the sinkhole.

Han Yanzhu hurriedly took out a saint-grade pill and swallowed it, and then his body continued to burst into the sky, wrapped in flames to resist the impact of the dark blue flames, and turned out a sword in his right hand and stabbed Chang Baihui fiercely.

Chang Baihui's face was expressionless, and he slapped his palm downward, Han Yanzhu was slapped into the deep pit again by Chang Baihui with a sword.

Chang Baihui's body fell into the deep pit and stood in front of Han Yanzhu. Han Yanzhu half-knelt in the deep pit, looked up to the sky and roared: "Evil beast!" But Chang Baihui stretched out his hand to grab Han Yanzhu's hair, and then slammed her head on the stone in front of her, and her head was mixed with rocks, smashing more cracks and a deep pit into the inner wall of the pit.

Han Yanzhu's face was blurred with flesh and blood, and he let out a terrible roar: "Ah!" Behind Chang Baihui, Fu Yunlu flew over, holding a sword and sneaking up on Chang Baihui's back.

Chang Baihui turned around, a dark blue flame was thrown out, Fu Yunlu was wrapped in dark blue flames, let out a terrible scream, and then his body slammed on the ground, his clothes were torn, his face was frightened, his breathing was weak, and he was obviously very miserable.

Chang Baihui's left hand was not idle, grabbed Han Yanzhu's head and continued to smash it on the rock, the bridge of Han Yanzhu's nose was crushed, and the skin on his face was even more bloody and blurred.

"Evil animal, you can't die well!" Han Yanzhu roared, she is a woman, although she is older, but because of her strength, she is very well maintained, so after seeing her face ruined, she is extremely angry.

In Han Yanzhu's body, power is surging wildly. In Chang Baihui's hand, dark blue flames rolled towards Han Yanzhu, forcibly pouring into her body and incinerating her cultivation.

"Ahhh

"Baihui, stop, let me go!" Han Yanzhu finally couldn't help but beg for mercy, and the voice came, making several disciples watching the battle feel so incredible.

Han Yanzhu, who has been tough all her life, begged for mercy at the peak moment, and the object of begging for mercy was Chang Baihui, who was the most insignificant in her eyes.

All this, for her disciples, was so unreal.

"Let you go!" Chang Baihui smiled expressionlessly, and the fist of his right hand slammed into Han Yanzhu's skull, smashing her head into the rock again.

Then, Chang Baihui pressed Han Yanzhu's head with both hands, and the dark blue flames scorched again, covering her body.

"Ahh Chang Baihui looked at this scene expressionlessly, his hands pressed Han Yanzhu's head like iron tongs to prevent her from leaving, and the dark blue flames frantically scorched his cultivation.

The screams continued, and Han Yanzhu's struggle continued for a while before slowly stopping.

"Quick, let's go!" said the rest of the sisters who were watching the battle. Chang Baihui turned his head and saw three female disciples rushing into the sky, Chang Baihui threw out two dark blue flames, and instantly caught up with the two female disciples, and the two fell from the sky screaming.

The last remaining female disciple was terrified, and as a Martial Emperor, she was staggering in the sky, like a wounded bird.

Chang Baihui looked at the distant figure, the dark blue flame on his right hand was burning, and a scene on the grass couldn't help but appear in his mind: "Baihui, come and chase me, here and here!" On the grass, a girl was playing with a girl who was only five or six years old.

"How can this be reasonable, if you don't cultivate well, you're lazy here. Qing'er, you are so bold. Lie Yunfei appeared with a tense face, the girl's face changed greatly, and she quickly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, but protected the girl behind her back.

Chang Baihui's expressionless face suddenly flashed a trace of tenderness in his eyes, and he said softly: "Senior Sister Qing'er!" The flames in his hands were slowly dimming, and when the flames were about to be extinguished, Chang Baihui's right hand was thrown out fiercely, and the dark blue flames finally shot from Chang Baihui's hands to Li Qing'er's figure.

Li Qing'er's flying body stiffened suddenly, and then suddenly he felt that there was a force running in his body, and instead of destroying it, this force contained the breath of life, which made his heart suddenly emerge with a trace of understanding of the flames.

Li Qing'er flew farther and farther, and finally disappeared from Chang Baihui's sight.

"Ahh

In the sea of fire, Chang Baihui turned out the bones of his parents from the storage ring, placed the two skeletons on the stone table in a sitting position, and then placed the bodies of Han Yanzhu and others in front of the bones.

Chang Baihui knelt in front of his parents, the calm on his face disappeared, and suddenly burst into tears, crying loudly: "Father, mother, my daughter has finally avenged you, and the entire Huoyun Sect will be your sacrifice, please rest in peace." (End of chapter)