The eleven sect alliances led by the Futu Sect and the thirteen sects led by the Sun Moon Sword Sect and the Tongtian Sword Sect that finally formed an alliance were finally on the bank of this big river and withdrew from the stage of this "World's First Martial Arts Conference Sect Battle" on the bank of this big river.

A full thousand and thirty-three people, none of whom were spared, were all eliminated.

This is a thousand people who are like a fake, one person, easily crushing one thousand and thirty-three people!

This is a Zhou Tian Realm, crushing hundreds of Zhou Heaven Realm, nearly a thousand condensation vein realms and Na Ling realms of myths and legends, if it didn't really happen, I'm afraid that no one would believe such nonsense at all.

In the entire "Sect Battle", there are more than 300 sects to participate, according to the ranking of the sect in the last "No. 1 Martial Arts Conference in the World", the number of disciples that can be sent is different, and the token tokens prepared on Yunluo Peak are only 3,000 in total.

Leaving aside those fish belly teams who couldn't even go up to Yunluo Peak, the total token tokens that were taken out were two thousand eight hundred and thirteen.

And now, Meng Siao has already harvested one thousand and thirty-three token tokens after an hour of crushing, counting the token tokens he obtained by eliminating Wanyang Mountain, Black Dragon Dao, Huanjian Sect, Tailai Gate, No Pole Sect, Moving Mountain Sect and Taiyi Sect before, the total number of token tokens in his ancient spirit ring has reached one thousand one hundred and seventy-three, almost half of the total!

With the strength of Ye Tianchen's team, it is impossible to have no harvest at all, as long as he casually captures another three hundred or so token tokens, plus the token tokens owned by the Yushan Sect himself, the number will be more than half.

Less than half of the remainder, even if all of them were concentrated in the hands of a team of centaurs, they would not be able to compete with their Hayama Sect.

That's why the strange young monk of the Qingyun Sect will send out such an emotion as congratulating the Yushan Sect for winning the championship.

Although the "Sect War" will not officially end in nine days, there will be no suspense about the results of this team competition between sects.

One "Feng Siao" can crush the coalition army composed of twenty-four quasi-first-class sect teams, and one person can crush more than a thousand people, plus Ye Tianchen's team, in this forbidden space, what else dares to stop in front of their Yushan Sect?

"For the sake of the previous tribulation, the token token of our Qingyun Sect, don't snatch it. The strange young monk of Qingyun Sect said half-jokingly, "Anyway, in addition to the first place in this 'sect war', other sects will not get the slightest benefit, that is, to save face, this favor, with the current strength of your Yushan Sect, is also a matter of pushing the boat along the river." ”

Ye Tianchen had already come back to his senses at this time, and when he heard this, he smiled bitterly: "It's useless for me to answer this." Frankly speaking, when he came down from Yunluo Peak, Senior Brother Feng left alone, and no one knew what he was thinking in his heart. ”

"No matter what, it's all the same door, so he won't even knock you out. The strange young monk of Qingyun Sect smiled and said, "Let's go, go and meet your Senior Brother Feng." If he wants to eliminate us, I will admit it, it is not the same level of strength at all, even if it is completely pointless to resist. ”

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Feng generally doesn't take the initiative to embarrass people, only if someone else provokes him, he will backhand and slap his face. Gong Tianzhuo remembered that day in Yanyan Huozhou, Taiyimen came to provoke, but in the end he was slapped in the face, and suddenly spoke.

Chu Nanfeng's faces were slightly embarrassed, but seeing Ye Tianchen nodding, everyone didn't say anything, and walked towards the downstream river bank, facing Meng Si, who was standing still in the turbulent river.

At this time, outside the forbidden space, the clusters of white light that had been coming and going one after another for an hour had finally completely stopped.

Those who were responsible for counting the identity of the monks who had been teleported out of the white light, at this time, finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

In the hour just now, they really had a feeling of being in a hurry and overwhelmed, and some of the disciples of the Yushan Sect who were responsible for maintaining order on the periphery were also temporarily transferred over to help count the names of the monks and the sects they belonged to in each cluster of white light.

These materials are to be sent to the areas where the high-level leaders of the major factions rest every once in a while, and they are also the only real-time information that the audience can get about the "sect war" since the previous sessions.

Now, the white light is no longer lit, and the statistics have finally come to an end.

Immediately, there was a monk in charge of this area, who summarized all the statistics in this hour, and then hurried towards the area where the high-ranking members of the major factions were resting.

Compared with the excitement of an hour ago, the seats in this area are now fully vacant.

"Has it already been counted?" As the head of the Yushan Sect, as the general person in charge of this "No. 1 Martial Arts Conference in the World", as soon as the news related to the conference was to be sent to him first, and then he decided how to deal with it.

"Look at the results, maybe you can see some clues from this number. The ancestor of the Void family took a sip of tea, and his eyes also swept towards this page of jade slips.

"Tongtian Sword Sect, Sun Moon Sword Sect, Qingcheng Sect, Rashomon (Da Luotian), Cihang Jingzhai, Haishamen, Shenquan Gate, Fire God Sect, Bodhi Zen Sect, Lingbo Valley, Fangcun Mountain, Yanbo Pavilion, Lang Evil Valley, Wukong Sword Gate, Futu Pavilion, Fahua Gate, Heart Lake Sect, Beast Control Sect, Yin Yang Demon Sect (Sun and Moon Sect), Taiyin Holy Land (Taiyin Sect), Bull Demon Mountain, Wind Thunder Hall, Lingyun Sect, Wanshou Zhai.

There were a total of twenty-four sects, a total of one thousand and thirty-three people, and one thousand and thirty-three people were eliminated, none of whom were spared. ”

The statistical results on the jade slip showed that Lin Langtian, the head of the Yushan Sect, and the ancestor of the Xuan family were all stunned.

The two couldn't help but glance at each other, their eyes were just on the same page, and they both saw deep surprise and incredulity in each other's gazes.

Twenty-four sects, one thousand and thirty-three people, all eliminated, this was actually expected by everyone a long time ago.

However, in this hour, there were only one thousand and thirty-three people from these twenty-four sects, and this result was completely unexpected by these two people!

"It seems that it shouldn't be a scuffle between these twenty-four families. The ancestor of the Void family spoke.

Lin Langtian nodded: "But being able to directly kill all the disciples of these twenty-four teams without losing one person, this is arrogant, but it is really a bit frightening!"

The Ancestor of the Void Family nodded, followed the silent calculation, and then spoke: "I don't think it's the team of our five great families who did it. Even if the five teams of them join forces and face these twenty-four companies, they can certainly eliminate them all, but the five teams will lose at least two-thirds of them!"