After everything disappeared and the wind calmed down, Situ Aotian finally knelt on the ground tiredly. Beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his solid muscles!

Situ Aotian gasped heavily. The energy consumed by this arm that gathered all kinds of artifacts was too great! If it weren't for the fact that he had been retaining his strength just now, I am afraid that he would have fallen to the ground from exhaustion by now.

After taking a few breaths, Situ Aotian raised his head and looked at Xiang Manyi, who was exhausted on the ground, smiled slightly, and said, "You lost!"

Xiang Manyi's face was gray, but his mouth was stubborn: "If you want to kill, you will kill, I admit it!"

Situ Aotian slowly stood up from the ground, then walked to Xiangman's body and said, "I won't kill you." Your head belongs to Traceless!, he will dispose of you with his own hands in front of everyone in the Flood Desolation God Sect!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Xiang Manyi's clothes and disappeared after a burst of firelight.

The movement on the Ethereal Peak had disappeared for a long time! However, Feng Wuxian and the others were still waiting quietly.

Xiao Hongchen looked at the wind without a trace, and wanted to go up there several times to see it in person. However, they were all left behind by the firm gaze of Feng Wuji and others.

Just when he hesitated, his mind suddenly moved! Immediately after, a ball of fire flashed, and Situ Aotian and Xiang Manyi appeared in front of everyone.

As soon as I saw the Eight Masters of the Flood Wilderness and the lineup in front of me, I didn't know if I was scared or if I had no physical strength. In short, Xiang Manyi made a "plop" sound and knelt on the ground all of a sudden!

Situ Aotian slowly walked to Feng Wuxi's side, smiled and said, "Wuji, I brought him to you!"

Feng Wuxian nodded, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Hard work!"

Situ Aotian smiled again. However, this time, before he could speak, he suddenly felt a whirlwind of the heavens, and then leaned back, and he fainted.

Fortunately, Feng Yu and the others were not far behind him. Everyone hurriedly caught him, which prevented him from coming into close contact with the ground!

"Aotian!"

Situ Shang's heart tightened, and he hurriedly came over to call Situ Aotian's name.

Feng Wuxian pressed his hands on Situ Aotian's chest, releasing the aura of heaven and earth, and felt it. Only then was I slightly relieved. said: "Grandpa Situ, Aotian is fine." It's just that I'm a little overdrawn!"

Hearing the words of the wind without a trace, everyone breathed a sigh of relief!

Feng Wuxian raised his head and said to Feng Zhantian, "Grandpa, you and Grandpa Situ will take Aotian to rest first." I've got some business to attend to here!"

"Hmm!"

Feng Zhantian agreed, and then he and Situ Shang helped Situ Aotian to leave under the recommendation of several disciples of the Flood Desolate God Sect.

It wasn't until after they left that Feng Wuxian set his eyes on Xiang Manyi's body. asked lightly: "You are Xiangmanyi?"

Xiang Manyi snorted coldly, and said righteously: "If the eldest husband does not change his name or surname, I am the leader of the Flood Desolate God Sect -- Xiang Manyi! The wind is without a trace, and it is my dereliction of duty to not resist you from attacking our Hong Desolate God Sect! If you want to kill or chop, listen to and respect! However, everyone else is innocent. Please don't kill innocents indiscriminately!"

Xiang Manyi was very aware of the situation at this time, and he had no hope of surviving today! However, even so, he had to do his best to plot against the relationship between Feng Wuxian and the more than 30,000 people of the Flood Desolation God Sect. If they have a conflict, then they can also take the opportunity to escape.

Sure enough, hearing Xiang Manyi say this, there were many disciples of the Flood Desolation God Sect who couldn't bear to look at him in such an embarrassed way now.

Feng Wuxian smiled slightly, and said, "I didn't expect that you would still be scheming here now! Now, I am the leader of the One Sect of the Flood Desolation God Sect!"

As he spoke, he took out the blood-drinking scythe again.

As soon as he saw the treasure of the town, the blood-drinking sickle, Xiang Manyi finally stopped talking. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said: "Feng Wuxi, don't be complacent! I'm just a bad move! If I am given a few more days, who will lose and who will win?"

Feng Wuxian interrupted him and said, "Do you mean that if you are given a few more days, Thunder Mountain Villa will send someone to support you?"

Xiang Manyi was slightly stunned, and asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

Feng Wuxian laughed and said, "Xiang Manyi, you are really smart, you are confused for a while! you don't want to think about how long I have been writing a war letter to you." However, what are the movements of the Seven Great Sects? What are the movements of the Thunder Villa? Have they replied to you?"

Xiang Manyi is not a fool! Being able to make more than 30,000 people of the Honghuang God Sect follow him with all their hearts, it can be seen that he is very smart. Therefore, he already had a general idea of what Feng Wuji was going to say next.

"You mean that they have no intention of coming to my aid? No! It can't be! I've always been subservient to Lord Thunder. He even dedicated almost the entire Medicine King Valley to him!How could he ignore me? Wind Without a Trace, you must be sowing discord!"

As soon as they heard this, the disciples of the Flood Desolate God Sect below boiled with anger! Even those who had sympathized with Xiang Manyi just now couldn't help but grit their teeth and shouted that they wanted to unload Xiang Manyi!

Feng Wuxian waved his hand, and only then could he barely suppress the cursing in the sky.

He said to Xiang Manyi: "Xiang Manyi, your loyalty to Thunder Mountain Villa is naturally not said. But what are you in the eyes of others? A pawn! A dog! No matter what you do, you will not be recognized by others. You should understand the principle of abandoning the car to protect the handsome, right?"

"How so?"

At this moment, Xiang Manyi finally collapsed! He raised his head and raised his head to the sky and shouted: "Lei Zun, I only want to follow you all my life, why do you want to do this to me? Why?"

After shouting this, he couldn't help but laugh again: "Hahaha...... Enough is enough! To be able to sit on the throne of the leader of this Flood Desolate God Sect, my life is worth it!"

After speaking, the orange light on his body flashed, and the whole person disappeared in place in an instant. The speed was so fast that everyone present didn't have time to react!

He's fast! But the wind is faster!

I saw that Feng Wuxi's body shook and disappeared in place.

After a while, I only heard a "poof", and Xiangmanyi appeared in front of everyone again. Only this time he was lying on the ground. And the wind without a trace is a foot on his back.

Looking at the fragrant clothes under his feet, Feng Wuxian said coldly: "I've always wondered, why are you moving so slowly when you have the Wind System Exercises? However, it will be in vain for you to do anything!"

As he spoke, Feng Wuxian raised the blood-drinking scythe in his hand and said loudly, "Xiang Manyi betrayed the Divine Cult and deserves to be executed." I hope you will take this as a warning! If there are any more apostates, there will be no forgiveness!"

After speaking, the hand fell with a sickle, and the head of the fragrant man flew out.

A generation of heroes has fallen!

After disposing of Xiang Manyi, Feng Wuxian raised his head and glanced at everyone, and said loudly: "Now, although Xiang Manyi is dead." However, the battle that our Flood Desolate God Sect is facing has only really begun! If my guess is correct, it will not take more than a month for all kinds of forces in the entire Xuantian Continent to join forces to attack our Flood Desolation God Sect! Therefore, what we are about to face will be an ancient war! Now, those who want to leave can leave immediately. I promise that I will never embarrass him!"

After Feng Wuxian finished speaking, no one was willing to leave.

Feng Wuxian nodded and said, "Okay! Sure enough, they are all iron-clad heroes! You will all be the protagonists of this big battle! Now, we have to hurry up and make arrangements." ”

As he spoke, he said to the people of the Medicine King Valley: "Brothers of the Medicine King Valley, I believe that since the moment we left the Medicine King Valley, everyone has already known in their hearts that we will never go back. The Medicine King Valley has also disappeared since then! So, at this moment, I announce that the Medicine King Valley has been disbanded! You have officially become a member of the Flood Desolation God Sect. Like the other Flood God Cult disciples, there are no factions! I hope you can rebuild the Flood God Sect in the next few days. ”

Speaking of this, Feng Wuxian paused and continued: "As for the original more than 30,000 brothers of the Flood Desolation God Sect, I will let you improve your skills in the shortest possible time. Let you feel what it is like to be strong!"

After speaking, he turned his head to Xiao Hongchen and said, "Supreme, these people will be handed over to you and the other Venerables." I will let Zhirou rebuild this religion with you. ”

"Well, we'll leave that to you!"

Feng Wuxian turned his head to Yi Yangwei and the old man and said, "Elder Medicine, senior, here is the Medicine King Ding and the Pharmacopoeia, I hope you can refine more Heavenly Spirit Pills during this time." ”

"Don't worry! Alchemy is my ability to support my family!"

The old man put the two things away without thinking.

Feng Wuxian nodded, and said to Feng Yu and Feng Shen Jin: "Second uncle, Feng Yu, after all the Heavenly Spirit Pills have been cultivated, these 30,000 people will be cultivated by you." ”

"Rest assured!"

"As for the others, all of them went to the Elder Medicine to receive the Heavenly Spirit Pill and hurry up to cultivate. ”

"Wait a minute!"

At this moment, the wine fairy walked out. He came all the way to Li Mi, looked up and down, and then said to Feng Wuxi: "This kid is good!

Hearing this, Feng Wuxian was overjoyed, and hurriedly nodded and said, "Of course!"

Li Mi's heart was also moved! However, he had always been indifferent, but he didn't say anything.

Feng Wuxian turned his head to Fu Bo and Feng Qiu and said, "Fu Bo, Feng Qiu, the two of you will tell the world, and say that my Flood Desolate God Sect is now accepting a large number of people. Heroes who have the courage and courage to challenge the world's heroes, no matter where they come from, can join. What we want is to be famous all over the world!"

"Yes!" Feng Qiu and Fubo nodded in agreement.

Feng Wuxian believes that there must be many hot-blooded men on the mainland waiting for this moment.

His idea was not wrong! There were as many as 50,000 hot-blooded young people who came just to follow the idol of Feng Wuji! However, this is all for later, so I won't mention it for the time being!

Hua Meiniang blinked her eyes and asked at Feng Wuxi, "Brother Sect Master, you have arranged all of us, then, what are you going to do yourself?"

Hearing Mei Niang's words, the others also showed puzzled looks.

Feng Wuxian smiled: "I'm going to find something!"

After everything was arranged, Feng Wuxian came to the altar of the Flood God Sect alone. Looking at a purple space-time rift above the altar, Feng Wuxian frowned. This is the passage between the Demon Realm and the Xuantian Continent!

The third remnant soul of that senior in the vortex energy is here!