The beam of light of the Bagua Great Array was like light passing through a small hole in the wall, and it was originally an insignificant grain of light, which quickly spread to infinity after passing through the wall, covering the sky above the entire Lanhe Sect.

There was a brief silence in heaven and earth!

"Bang-"

A loud sound was like a heavenly thunder punishing the world, and it spread hundreds of miles in an instant.

The Lan Sect was covered in dust for several miles, as if it were a lawless place, and a dense fog formed by dust fell.

I don't know how long it took, but the sky seemed to change from day to night, and from night to dawn.

The dust fog almost dissipated.

The Lan Hu Sect, the ancestral mountain of the Lan Hu Sect, and everything within a radius of several miles have disappeared, everything has been razed to the ground, whether it is flowers, plants, birds, insects or people, they are gone, and in a clearing, there is a weak young man.

The man gasped for breath, he had never been so tired.

With one punch to break the gossip array, the shape of the crushing momentum, the Lanhe Sect Ancestral Mountain and the things within a radius of several miles were all wiped out under this punch.

A middle-aged man appeared out of thin air, like a mourner, and even the black hole in the sect's shelter could not escape, Lan He Sect ...... The Lanhe Sect now has only one sect leader left!

His sons, the worshippers in the sect, many disciples with bright futures, all of them are dead and gone.

That's how the Lan Sect is gone!

Gone!

The middle-aged sect leader walked up to Hua Wenxiang with the momentum of death, the corners of the latter's mouth rose with difficulty, and then with all his strength, he staggered to stand up, and it took a long time to stabilize his body.

Wang Yingping said in despair: "Why did you do this? Do you know how many people you killed?"

"You deserve to die! you have to die here today, you have to bury everyone in my Lanhe Sect!"

"You madman shouldn't live in the world! You deserve to die, deserve to die, deserve to die!"

Hua Wenxiang tried to raise her eyelids, looked pitifully at this middle-aged sect leader with a dead heart, and muttered, "The most damned thing is you." ”

Wang Yingping suddenly exploded his blood and soul qi to the extreme, to the extreme, without reservation, even if his cultivation stopped all the way in the future, even if he fell into the realm after today's war, or became a waste, he would personally kill this devil who slaughtered his Manchu sect.

Hua Wenxiang was embarrassed, trying to stand up straight, it was not easy for him to stand after using the big punch, and it was impossible for him to have the ability to fight in the future.

The next thing can only be life and death, is it the wisp of purple qi of the big daddy, or the rampage of the divine flower, as long as one is activated, then you can live......

Wang Yingping took the number of qi as the price, and his strength was much stronger than before, he held a half-immortal soldier in his hand, and handed it to Hua Wenxiang with the most pinnacle sword in his life.

The sword light was simply more powerful than the light of the Bagua Great Array, and this sword blocked most of his body cultivation, completely cutting off his chance to enter the Immortal Purple Realm.

A ray of light from dawn pierces the darkness and illuminates the earth.

The sword light competed with the dawn, and the sword qi enveloped countless breezes and rushed towards Hua Wenxiang, who half-raised his eyelids, and his eyes did not blink, just watched the sword light attack without a little fear.

The sword qi was close, Hua Wenxiang only felt like a mad cow hitting her body, and the pain in her internal organs was endless, but what made Hua Wenxiang unbelievable was that this feeling quickly disappeared inexplicably.

The young man saw that there was a golden light around him, and the golden light covered his whole body, as if he was bathing in warm water.

"What is this?"

After Wang Yingping handed out the sword, he immediately knelt on the ground and gasped for breath, the middle-aged man suddenly aged for dozens of years, his hair became gray, his face was wrinkled, just like a changed person, he looked at the safe and sound flower Wenxiang, and he could no longer use despair to describe his mood at this time, "Why? Why can't this person be killed?"

He couldn't afford to hand out the same second sword again.

Moreover, the first sword of the peak failed to kill the other party, and no matter how many more swords came out in the future, it would be in vain.

Wang Yingping, who was half-kneeling on the ground, pounded the ground with both hands, and choked up unwillingly.

Hua Wenxiang enjoyed the bath in the golden light, and he had already guessed where the golden light came from.

The golden light is also the light of the Buddha, which is a gift from the old abbot of Xuanyun Temple.

Buddha light protection, can save people's lives, this is the Buddha light that Xuanyun left to Hua Wenxiang back then, in addition, Buddha light is still healing Hua Wenxiang's scarred body.

Wang Yingping suddenly laughed wildly, as if he was crazy, he stood up, holding the half-immortal soldier in his big dry hand, staring directly at the warm fragrance of the flower, and then after a few breaths, Wang Yingping, who was almost only a Danqing mirror shell, raised his sword and slashed at Hua Wenxiang like a mad demon.

The sword light flashed wildly, but it was useless to hit the Buddha light around Hua Wenxiang.

The long sword of the half-immortal soldier began to crack, but Wang Yingping, who had gone mad, didn't care about it at all, and still kept swinging his sword.

Hua Wenxiang looked at the person in front of her pitifully, without any pity.

It's just self-inflicted.

Even if he slaughtered the entire Lanhe Sect today, the young man still didn't think that he had done it, and this was the retribution that the people of the Lanhe Sect deserved...... Or there are innocent people who die, but those people choose it themselves, after all, they have given those people a chance, but they don't cherish it.

Wang Ying's qi was completely chaotic, and he suddenly protruded a large mouthful of blood, and the blood fell on the Buddha's light around Hua Wenxiang, and soon flowed on the ground.

Hua Wenxiang, who already had some strength, said: "I won't kill you today, I want to make you feel guilty as the sect leader for the rest of your life, I will slaughter your entire Lanhe sect today, only let you go, the sect master, from now on you will live in the world, and you will never be able to avenge today, I will let you repay a hundred times for those dead beasts." ”

Murder and heart.

Wang Yingping's body was unstable, panting and standing on the ground, he held the half-immortal soldier with many cracks, staring at Hua Wenxiang, "You brute!"

Hua Wenxiang smiled: "You are not even as good as a beast." ”

Wang Yingping raised his sword again, but this time he was directly grabbed by Hua Wenxiang, the young man used his strength slightly, and the long sword full of cracks was completely shattered, and a long sword was almost shattered into powder, and each fragment was only the size of a grain of rice.

The body of the sword shattered to the ground, and Wang Yingping was stunned in place.

The Buddha's light around Hua Wenxiang receded, and the young man turned around and left, without looking back.

Wang Yingping looked at the fragments of the half-immortal soldiers all over the ground, and suddenly knelt on the ground with a broken heart.

In the barren land within a radius of several miles, a young man walked away slowly, and an old man with gray hair knelt on the ground.

This situation is extremely sad.

The old man suddenly raised his head and cursed: "I, Wang Yingping, will not let you go if I am a ghost!"

After saying that, the leader of the Lan He Sect of the Wise First used his last strength to slap himself in the face, and committed suicide on the spot.

(End of chapter)