Han Feng's eyes flashed with fierce light, and he took advantage of the victory to pursue, and slashed down with another sword, and between the sword light, the runes rose brilliantly, expanding in an instant, and crushing them again, this time also including several great cultivators who had attained the consummation of the Dan, it was like killing a scarecrow, without the slightest hindrance.

"Scatter, spread it out for me, don't pile it together!" the Master Mu was impatient and hurriedly ordered.

After he said this, he fled first.

Who knew that Han Feng was eyeing him, and he kept chasing after him, ignoring the monks who were scattered, and caught him.

"Han Feng, don't deceive people too much!" This Master Mu was frightened in his heart, and used all kinds of life-saving means to fly forward, but Han Feng had the blessing of the broken sword, and his speed was fast, and it only took two or three breaths to catch up with him.

Moreover, Han Feng did not have the slightest reservation, and three more powers were poured into the broken sword, and the runes were like cloth, stretching out in an instant, surrounding him.

This Master Mu had no choice but to turn around to resist, holding a rune plate in his hand, and constantly urging it to open it one after another, shooting out pieces of rune light, as bright as the light of the sun and the moon, constantly fighting against those sword light talismans, banging.

It's a pity that his strength is still a big step behind Han Feng, and in just a moment's time, his defense was broken.

Han Feng's sword light rune suddenly contracted, really like a piece of cloth, and immediately restrained it firmly, making him completely unable to move.

"Senior Han, don't, don't kill me!" The Master Mu's face turned pale and he began to beg for mercy.

"Since you dare to attack the Eastern Eight Branches, you should have the consciousness of death!" Han Feng's face was expressionless, and as soon as he grasped the magic trick in his hand, the sword light rune suddenly tightened, strangling him into a pulp, and his soul was destroyed.

A flame rose out of nowhere, burning its flesh to ashes in the blink of an eye, leaving only his talisman plate and his storage ring.

Han Feng ingested these two things in his hand and pocketed them.

Then, he immediately turned to look at the battle situation on the side of the East Eight Branches, and found that the black dragon they had transformed had also successfully broken the battle group of Mu Tianzong, causing it to collapse and disperse, and a large number of monks had died, and they were chasing and killing those people at this moment.

Han Feng no longer paid attention to the situation over there, and began to chase and kill the stragglers of Muxia Palace, naturally he specifically picked the monks of the Jie Dan Realm to kill, and killed more than thirty people in the blink of an eye, including many great monks who had completed the Jie Dan.

However, these people are all very smart, seeing that the situation is not good, many people take out the teleportation talisman in advance and escape, it is thousands of miles away in an instant, and he will not be able to pursue it for a while, not to mention that these monks are too scattered, and he has no choice but to turn to exterminate the monks above the Guiyuan Realm.

Although these Guiyuan monks gathered a group of low-level disciples of the Qi Reservoir Realm to condense into a battle array, under his attack, one by one shattered like bubbles and disappeared in an instant.

"Sect Master Long, these two sects have become a defeated army and the end of a strong crossbow, let's disperse and hunt them down in the form of a team!" Li Muxuan was excited, and suddenly proposed.

"It's not proper, we only have this little family background in the eight eastern branches, and these two sects can't be compared, if we are scattered, we will inevitably have deaths and injuries, and we will not be able to gain a foothold in the main vein in the future. Long Ziyu was far-sighted and saw a longer term than Li Muxuan, so he shook his head directly and refused.

"This makes sense, just watching these guys scatter and flee, we are still condensed into a battle group, no matter how powerful the attack is, it can only cover an area, and many Jiedan monks have fled, what a pity!" Li Muxuan regretted.

"In this way, the two half-step psychic Supreme Elders will each lead ten monks above the late stage of the Jiedan, pursue them guys, and try to weaken the strength of these two sects!" Long Ziyun rolled his eyes, and immediately thought of a solution, and quickly made arrangements to let the two Supreme Elders separate from the battle group, and each took ten elders above the late stage of the Yudan to fly to both sides to pursue the deserters of the Mutian Sect.

Li Muxuan and Su Tong volunteered to join their two squads, forming two small battle formations, chasing after them like a lightning speed, passing all the way, like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, the monks of Mutianzong were killed, and the blood flowed like a river, and the evil spirit was full of anger.

Han Feng pursued thousands of miles away, crisscrossing in all directions, and killed more than 5,000 monks in Muxia Palace!

Except for the monks of the Jiedan Realm, Han Feng cleared most of their backbones, after all, not all Guiyuan monks had teleportation charms, and even if they had teleportation charms, most of them were relatively low-level, otherwise they would not be able to urge them, so the distance they could teleport out was not very far, and they were quickly caught up by Han Feng and eradicated one by one.

On the side of the Eastern Eight Branches, they also won a big victory, and the two top teams sent out swept nearly 10,000 monks, but like Han Feng, the number of Jiedan monks killed was limited, only more than 30, compared to the nearly 130 Jiedan monks in Mutianzong, it was a little less.

Nearly two hours later, the men and horses of the East Eight Branches collected their troops and returned to Moyun Mountain, and after taking an inventory, they were only shocked to death by nearly 200 Guiyuan monks and nearly 1,000 injured when they were fighting with those two war groups again and again.

This result is already very remarkable, after all, they are already weaker than the strength of those two battle groups, that is, because Han Feng caused them damage in advance, and Han Feng assisted them in the whole process, otherwise they would really be powerless to counterattack with only their eastern eight branches.

At this moment, Han Feng also flew down from the sky and landed on the edge of Moyun Mountain.

Long Ziyun and the others looked at him in unison, and with thousands of monks above the Yuan Dynasty, they bowed down and saluted for a long time.

This is respect for Han Feng and gratitude for him who spared no effort to help them!

"Get up, there's no need to be so pretentious, let's hurry up and straighten it out, and we'll go to the main vein in three hours!" Han Feng waved his hand and said in a calm tone.

"Ah......" Everyone was shocked, and even Long Ziyun opened his mouth wide.

"Senior Han, such a big matter, shouldn't it be considered in the long run?" Li Muxuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, pondered for a while, and asked slowly.

"The soldiers are very fast, we just want to catch them off guard, and before they have digested the foundation we built in Tianlong Valley before, we will counterattack back and retake it. Han Feng said.

"In addition, I have already communicated with my wife Murong Xue, and all the elite disciples of the Eastern Seven Branches will also be dispatched to head straight to Tianlong Valley!" he added.