Chapter 481: Destruction of the Huangquan Sect

"Die!" Feeling that he was being ignored by Ling Feng, Kong Yu's gaze was very embarrassed, and he rushed towards Ling Feng with a combat knife in his hand.

"Canopy!" When Kong Yu was ten meters closer to Ling Feng, he only heard a loud explosion, and then Kong Yu's flesh and blood splashed everywhere, turning into pieces of flesh foam.

Grunt!

Everyone in the Huangquan Sect swallowed their saliva involuntarily, and they all looked at Ling Feng in shock.

Ling Feng was still standing, the breeze blowing his robes and hunting, and his long flowing hair looked very bewitching.

"Who is Your Excellency? I, Lin Hao, have never heard of such a powerful existence as Your Excellency in the Yama League. Lin Hao looked at Ling Feng intently, took a deep breath and asked.

Ling Feng opened his eyes, he looked at Lin Hao's gaze very indifferently, and then said flatly: "Please remember, the person who killed you is called Ling Feng, and you can call me the Yama Holy Monarch." ”

"Yama Holy Monarch?" everyone looked at Ling Feng suspiciously, they had never heard of such a number one person in the Divine Prefecture Continent.

The sky had already begun to turn white, and Lin Hao looked at the domineering Ling Feng and also had a hint of retreat, although there were many of them, but the strength that Ling Feng showed just now was not at all what they could resist now. Now that he knows his opponent's name, he won't be afraid that he won't find him.

"Let's go!" Looking at Ling Feng who didn't make the slightest movement, Lin Hao couldn't help but wave his hand.

"Are you okay?" a sneer appeared on Ling Feng's face, and he directly dodged and appeared in front of these people at once.

"Your Excellency, don't you think you can fight against so many of us?" Lin Hao was also a little displeased, although Ling Feng was strong, he didn't think that they were afraid to retreat.

Without answering Lin Hao's words, Ling Feng just pulled out the magic sword he was carrying, looking at these people's gazes without any emotion.

As soon as the magic sword came out, the temperature in the air suddenly dropped a lot, and those monks of the Huangquan Sect, the moment they drew their swords, they all had a trace of shock in their eyes.

"Die!" Ling Feng waved lightly, and a sword qi that was nearly a zhang old suddenly rushed out, and suddenly hundreds of Huangquan Sect cultivators were like tofu, pierced by the sword qi, and all of them fell to the ground.

Blood continued to flow out, the pungent blood did not make Ling Feng feel disgusted, he killed all the monks with one sword, and with just one sword, everyone in the Huangquan Sect died.

Demons, devils. Lin Hao, the only one who was not killed by Ling Feng, looked at this scene, his body was constantly twitching, his face was pale, and his expression was very frightened.

It wasn't that he hadn't killed anyone, but he had never seen hundreds of monks who were not weak so easily. Their team was enough to wipe out any force in the Shenzhou Continent, but now, they were killed by Ling Feng with a sword.

The monks' bodies were all broken, and their internal organs were spilled all over the ground, fused with the blood, and the scene was like a Shura hell.

"As I said, none of you can leave, and the reason I don't kill you is because you don't deserve my sword at all. Ling Feng looked at Lin Hao with disdain, his eyes suddenly became dead silent, and then Lin Hao trembled, and suddenly fell from the air, and suddenly lost his life.

Forbidden mantra!

Ling Feng had just cast the Forbidden Mantra, and as his strength increased, his soul had also strengthened a lot, even so, he couldn't cultivate the Forbidden Mantra, he could only use a simple attack

Huangquan Sect!

Duan Jian frowned slightly, he watched Lin Hao's lifeline suddenly break, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Lin Hao is a genius of the Huangquan Sect, and he has reached the barren stage in just fifty years, and the reason why geniuses are called geniuses is because they are alive and have created miracles, and once they die, even geniuses become waste.

"Lin Hao is dead?" Duan Jian was a little puzzled, his divine sense suddenly spread towards the entire Shenzhou Continent, but when his divine sense approached the Yama Alliance, his face changed again and again.

Anger!

Wrath!

This was Duan Jian's thoughts at this time, he saw the corpses of more than three hundred disciples from the Huangquan Sect lying on the ground, blood staining the earth, internal organs and blood mixed together, the scene was very bloody, and Lin Hao knelt on the ground, his eyes widened, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

"Yan Luo League, since you have killed so many disciples of my Huangquan Sect, then it seems that I must give you a wake-up call, in this continent, my Huangquan Sect is the strongest existence, even if you have existed for a long time, you are just ants in the eyes of my Huangquan Sect. Duan Jian's face was very gloomy, and he muttered in a low voice.

Duan Jian already loved Lin Hao very much, and even planned to recommend him to go to the Huangquan Holy Land to cultivate after Lin Hao's breakthrough, so that he didn't have to stay in this Shenzhou Continent, but now, Lin Hao is dead, and the genius of the Huangquan Sect is dead.

"Wang Yi, come to the sect master's hall to discuss matters. Duan Jian's voice reached the ears of the Great Elder, and the Great Elder who was originally pruning the flower branches was stunned, dropped the work in his hand, and rushed towards the Sect Master's Hall.

As soon as his breath arrived, the Great Elder looked at Duan Jian with an angry face, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes: "Why are you so angry?"

"What's wrong with me, don't you ask yourself, as a Great Elder, now that the Elder Group has lost more than thirty elders, why are you asking me? If it weren't for Lin Hao's lifeline suddenly breaking, how could I know this?" Duan Jian looked at the Great Elder angrily, with a hint of questioning in his voice.

He doesn't care about other people's life and death, but he cares about Lin Hao, and he cares about Lin Hao's almost demonic talent, but now, what he cares about has turned into nothingness.

"What? Lin Hao is dead?" The Great Elder was also very shocked, he was extremely familiar with Lin Hao, the genius of the Huangquan Sect was the most likely to become the one who surpassed himself, and even the Great Elder was ready to cultivate Lin Hao as a successor.

Lin Hao died, this was not just a blow to Duan Jian and Wang Yi, this was also a blow to Huangquan Sect.

Originally, they thought that the barren period could be regarded as the pinnacle of existence in this continent, but now, hundreds of disciples of the Huangquan Sect have all died.

Duan Jian took a deep breath, he looked at Wang Yi and said slowly: "Maybe the old monster of the Shenzhou Continent was born, let's be careful." ”

Wang Yi also nodded, apart from this explanation, he couldn't find anyone in the Shenzhou Continent who could have the ability to kill their three hundred disciples in one night.

"Sect Master, what should we do with the corpses of these disciples?, are they at the disposal of the Yama League?" Wang Yi frowned and looked at Duan Jiandao.

"Let the people of the Po Palace do it, since they want the soul of An Tianming, how can they not make a little effort?" Duan Jian's gaze revealed a trace of essence, and then looked at Wang Yiyi.

Wang Yi couldn't help but be stunned, although the Po Palace had a close relationship with the Huangquan Sect, the strength of the Po Palace was several times stronger than the Huangquan Sect.

"The people of the Sapo Palace have not yet come to the Shenzhou Continent, they are still waiting for us to build the Sapo Palace before coming, and this matter can only be handled by ourselves. Wang Yi sighed and looked at Duan Jiandao.

"Then I'll deal with it myself, and I want to know what kind of person is capable of killing my three hundred disciples in one night. A hint of anger flashed in Duan Jian's eyes, and he said coldly.

He was already very angry, not to mention that he was extremely strong, and he didn't put the Shenzhou Continent in his eyes at all, if it weren't for An Tianming, the Shenzhou Continent would have been destroyed a long time ago.

"Sect Master, we don't know what the enemy is, if you go recklessly, I'm worried that something will happen. Wang Yi voiced the worries in his heart.

Duan Jian smiled disdainfully, who was his opponent in the entire Shenzhou Continent, even the strongest whisperer in the Shenzhou Continent was seriously injured by himself, although she escaped in the end, but the disciples of the Po Palace had sent news that they had captured her in the Ten Thousand Burial Mountain.

The strongest cultivators in the Divine Prefecture Continent had already been defeated, and even if a mysterious monk suddenly appeared in the Yama League, it would not change anything at all in Duan Jian's eyes.

"Duan Jian, do you know who the opponent is, if something really happens to you in the Yama League, the entire Huangquan Sect will be finished, and all plans will be frustrated. Wang Yi looked at Duan Jian angrily, and his voice was a little sharp.

If he was Duan Jian's opponent, he would not hesitate to draw his sword to stop him.

Duan Jian is a strong man in the early stage of the Yellow Realm, and Wang Yi is a strong man at the peak of the Human Realm, although the difference between the two is only one step, it is like the difference between heaven and earth.

Looking at the angry Wang Yi, Duan Jian smiled, he didn't pay attention to him at all, only to see him dodge directly and disappear directly in place.

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Yama League!

Everyone was silent in cheering, and they laughed joyfully, without the inhibitions of the past.

The corpses of more than three hundred Huangquan disciples were still lying outside, pungent blood wafting into the air, and the disciples of the Yama League did not feel uncomfortable, on the contrary, they also felt a burst of comfort.

The air was filled with the blood of the enemy, and the pungent smell of blood made all the disciples go crazy, they shouted frantically, as if they wanted to vent all the grievances in their hearts, Yu Feng and Ling Feng stood in the air, and did not stop the madness of these disciples.

Ouyang Yu'er woke up from a coma, she heard the noise coming from outside, and her expression couldn't help but change.

"Could it be that the Huangquan Sect is attacking?" Ouyang Yu'er thought with some concern.

Thinking of this, Ouyang Yu'er hurriedly ran outside, her body had not fully recovered, because she was so anxious in her heart, Ouyang Yu'er was not in the mood to pay attention to her body at all.

Pushing open the room, a faint smell of blood entered Ouyang Yu'er's nose, and she was immediately stunned.

The mad demon disciples, the smell of blood wafting in the air, made Ouyang Yu'er even more convinced of the thoughts in her heart.

"Huangquan Sect!" Ouyang Yu'er gritted her teeth and said, her whole body exuding a sinister aura.

"Huh?" Ling Feng frowned, he suddenly felt a sinister aura coming from below, and when he looked towards the place where the aura, he saw Ouyang Yu'er's face pale, and his whole body's spiritual power reversed.

"Yu'er, wake up!" Ling Feng's body was like electricity, and he suddenly came behind Ouyang Yu'er, his hands were on Ouyang Yu'er's back, and streams of cold spiritual power entered Ouyang Yu'er's body from his hands, suppressing the evil qi emitted by Ouyang Yu'er.

"Brother?" Ouyang Yu'er looked back at Ling Feng with a hint of distraction in her eyes, and said stupidly.

Brother!

Ling Feng's heart trembled slightly, looking at Ouyang Yu'er's gaze was also tender like water, he didn't expect Ouyang Yu'er, who had never admitted his identity, to actually call him brother in person.

With just these two words, Ling Feng never regretted the decision he made, even if he gave his life, he had to protect the safety of his relatives.

Ouyang Yu'er is his sister, and he doesn't allow her to be hurt in the slightest, not even the slightest grievance.

In the past hundred years, the grievances she has suffered, the injuries she has suffered, Ling Feng will let the Huangquan Sect return them all.