The people of Yanfu Palace came to the mountain gate, and Wan Xingyun spoke first: "I don't know why Xiaoyou came to Yanfu Palace? ”

Liu Junhuai sneered and said, "Why did I come here, the people of your Yanfu Palace couldn't be clearer, why did you send people to block my private affairs several times?

Fang Shangxi said: "Daoyou's words are inappropriate, Shen Bingwen in my palace is a member of the Shen family, the disciples in the palace are in trouble, of course, Yanfu Palace has the responsibility to help the disciples, does Daoyou think there is anything wrong?"

Liu Junhuai said: "Since this Taoist friend said so, I don't think there is anything to say, I'd better go and talk to your palace master!"

Before Liu Junhuai's words fell, the marginal middle man had already taken out his weapon and rushed forward.

Wan Xingyun was shocked, and hurriedly said: "Xiaoyou, come slow for the time being, I have a few words to say." I don't know what the Fang Palace Master said was inappropriate, but there is nothing wrong with giving the disciples a head start?

Liu Junhuai said with a smile: "I didn't say that your Yanfu Palace can't make a move for your disciples, but it's not a proper thing to secretly collude with the Blood-Killing Alliance!"

Wan Xingyun said: "You keep saying that you are killing the blood alliance, do you have evidence in your hands?"

Liu Junhuai said: "Do you have a deputy palace master named Li Chengyi here?"

Wan Xingyun's heart froze, knowing that there must be a hidden secret in this: "This is the palace master, what is the matter with you asking him?"

Liu Junhuai said: "Then you should ask him! He is a member of the Blood-Killing Alliance, by the way! I forgot to tell you, that Cheng Kelei was imprisoned in Tianjimen, he is also a member of the Blood-Killing Alliance, and the more than 20 disciples of Yanfu Palace I killed are all members of the Blood-Killing Alliance, this fellow Daoist, what do you say I came here for?"

Wu Wancheng stood up at this time and said: "I am Wu Wanren of Tianji Gate, the people of the Blood-Killing Alliance hidden by your Yanfu Palace have all confessed, and this Li Chengyi is on the list." ”

Li Chengyi on the side was already frightened, knowing that this matter could not be good, and the words of Liu Junhuai and others could not be talked about anymore, and his hand was full of true yuan power and slapped Liu Junhuai with a palm.

Among the dozen or so people from Yanfu Palace, there were also people on the list, and when they saw Li Chengyi's move, they rushed up and attacked Liu Junhuai and a few people.

Liu Junhuai didn't wait for Li Chengyi's palm wind to attack, the ghost eye blood knife was already in his hand, the violent killing aura instantly diffused in all directions, and the ghost eye at the handle flashed, and the ghost eye blood knife had already roared towards the attacking palm wind.

Li Chengyi immediately felt a huge ferocious aura rushing towards him, and the bloody aura in that ferocious aura made him tremble.

Without waiting for Li Chengyi to withdraw his palm power to resist, Liu Junhuai's seven killing fingers and one killing had already been cast silently, and the moment Li Chengyi resisted the ghost eye blood knife, the finger power penetrated his dantian.

Before Li Chengyi could react, the violent sword qi of the Ghost Eye Blood Knife had already cut off his blocked arm.

Liu Junhuai pulled back the ghost eye blood knife, pulled Li Chengyi, who was already languishing to the ground, and threw his fingers behind him with a few taps on him, and Mo Sitong stepped forward and put Li Chengyi into the cold iron bracelet.

At this time, the two parties were already in a scuffle, Wu Yaohan, Marginal Zhong and the two deputy palace masters were fighting together, and the two were obviously at a disadvantage.

Liu Junhuai's mind flickered, and his figure had already come behind Wan Xingyun, and the ghost eye blood knife swung straight towards his back.

Wan Xingyun felt the terrible ferocious aura approaching, and in a panic, he put aside Wu Yaohan and jumped sideways, and the true yuan power of his whole body rushed to his back like a desperate one.

Even so, a one-foot-long crack was cut open in the back by the sword qi of the Ghost Eye Blood Knife, and the killing aura took the opportunity to enter, eroding Wan Xingyun's flesh and blood meridians.

Wan Xingyun, who had escaped from the catastrophe, couldn't care about Liu Junhuai behind him, and ran rapidly, using his True Yuan Force to force the killing aura that had entered his body.

Liu Junhuai didn't chase him, more and more disciples came to reinforce the Yanfu Palace, and Liu Junhuai brandished the ghost-eyed bloody knife and turned around to kill the enemy.

Everywhere the ferocious knife qi overflowed and sparked, it was like chopping melons and vegetables, and countless minced meat and stumps flew all over the sky.

The dense layers of killing aura tore apart the void and opened the gaps, and the blood that overflowed everywhere was instantly sucked in by the torn distorted space.

The dark red blade of the Ghost Eye Blood Knife smelled the smell of blood, and more violent aura was attracted, frantically invading the bodies of the surrounding monks.

Fang Shangxi was being entangled by Wu Yaohan and the marginal alliance, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Liu Junhuai's jaw-dropping terrifying strength, and a feeling of cowardice suddenly came to his heart, and the movements under his hands suddenly relaxed.

In the margin, he quickly seized this rare opportunity and tried his best to slash out a knife, Wu Yaohan followed the momentum of this knife in his heart, and quietly sent out a blood-clotting flying stab.

Fang Shangxi, who was feeling uneasy, felt in vain the power of the knife at the margin, and hurriedly raised his spirit to resist with all his might.

Unexpectedly, while looking at the knife momentum that covered it, a sharp object shot into his chest.

General Fang Shangxi let out a cry of pain, and Wu Yaohan's red spear had already pierced into his abdomen.

The Tiger Shadow Knife in the edge roared and cut off his head with a bang.

There was no one left in the Jindan period monks who participated in the battle in Yanfu Palace, and the rest of them suddenly had no heart to resist and fled in all directions.

Liu Junhuai's side did not participate except for Fang Keyin, Bian Yanshan and the three female generals, and the rest of the people were all involved in the battle, seeing that the enemy's morale was weak, and his subordinates did not stop.

It didn't take long for more than a hundred Yanfu Palace disciples who had lost their fighting spirit to be killed one by one.

A long and mournful howl suddenly sounded in the distance, but it was Qin Shengqiu, the palace master of the Yanfu Palace, who led dozens of disciples to rush to kill.

Liu Junhuai had a ghost eye and blood knife in front of him, signaling everyone to step back, running the conversion technique, and conjuring up the sky-covering seal, and the purple sky-covering seal slowly floated into the air, and the dazzling purple gradually transformed into a big hand that covered the sky.

In the Yanfu Palace, when everyone was still more than ten feet away from them, the big hand covering the sky had been quickly covered up, and the sound of fluttering sounded continuously, and several people were immediately slapped into meat patties, and were quickly swallowed by Ah Zi's purple flames, and the scorching smell in the blood spread everywhere.

Liu Junhuai leaned forward, and his big hand covering the sky rolled up and down in the enemy group, and as the flesh and blood flew sideways, dotted purple flames interspersed with it, sticking to the bodies of the disciples of the Yanfu Palace from time to time.

The flames ignited immediately, and within a few breaths, there were already screams in the enemy group.

Qin Shengqiu's face was already as yellow as wax, his lips were pale, his gray beard trembled and trembled, and his whole body trembled.

His voice grew from low to high, and gradually roared wildly, his face turned red, then blue, his neck swelled as if it was about to explode, his head was covered with beads of sweat, his lips were full of white foam, and his eyes seemed to be overflowing with blood.

Suddenly, Qin Shengqiu started, and his body flew towards Liu Junhuai like an arrow off the string.

Liu Junhuai didn't seem to feel it, but he cared about the disciples of the slaughterer Yanfu Palace, covering the sky, and his big hand flickered left and right, flying up and down.

In an instant, Qin Shengqiu had already flown to Liu Junhuai, but he saw him suddenly looking back at Qin Shengqiu, and the corners of his mouth skimmed a trace of curvature, which seemed to Qin Shengqiu to be a smile of contempt.

Qin Shengqiu couldn't help but feel a trace of panic in his heart, but the arrow had been sent out, and there was no turning back.

Just as his palm wind was about to touch Liu Junhuai's body, Liu Junhuai's body suddenly rippled, and a golden light burst out from the ripples, and swished through Qin Shengqiu's chest.

Qin Shengqiu didn't even have a trace of reaction, his palm was still stretched forward, and there was no trace of true yuan power fluctuations in his body.

He gradually felt a chill in his body, his consciousness gradually blurred, and with a pop, Qin Shengqiu fell to the ground and died.

The Yanfu Palace disciple stopped attacking almost at the same time, staring at Qin Shengqiu's corpse with a blank gaze, his eyes flashing with despair and disbelief.

There was a crisp sound, I don't know whose weapon fell to the ground, and then more weapons fell to the ground, and after a metallic sound, the Yanfu Palace officially came to an end.

Still standing, Liu Junhuai silently recovered his true yuan power, and no one at the scene made a sound.

A gust of wind blew, and the strong smell of blood on the battlefield, even with the scorching smell of blood, was blown away with this sudden breeze, and then slowly disappeared.

A few birds flew over the Yanfu Palace, and as the croaking gradually drifted away, the sky gradually darkened.

After a long time, Liu Junhuai recovered from a trace of realization, looking at the cold silence of the scene, he sighed lightly and said: "Hurry up and clean up the battlefield, Grandpa Wu will settle these prisoners, those who are willing to stay will report their names, and those who want to leave will not distribute some spirit stones, let them go!"

Wu Yaohan called Wu Shaoyuan, Marginal Zhong, Mei Bingyi and a few female generals, and summoned the disciples of Yanfu Palace to an open space, and Wu Wanqian read the list of the twelve people, and in the end, only two survived.

Wu Wanqian explained to these twenty or so disciples of Yanfu Palace, and when he heard that so many people were related to the Blood Killing Alliance, they gradually had the voice to speak after being silent for a long time, and gradually became enthusiastic.

Wu Yaohan got to know them one by one, and selected a monk from the late stage of foundation building as the temporary leader, and the rest of him was called aside to discuss in a low voice.

Wu Shaoyuan, Marginal Zhong, and Mei Bingyi had finished cleaning the battlefield for a long time at this time, and they only said more than 100 storage rings, and all three of them smiled.

At this time, Liu Junhuai also explored the inside and outside of the Yanfu Palace, and gathered all the people who were still alive to the twenty or so people earlier.

Liu Junhuai jumped onto a boulder and said loudly to the disciples of Yanfu Palace: "I know the pain of losing your sect or home, but these are all brought to you by your palace masters. You should have heard about my incident in Pingdu City, I have to avenge the murder of my mother, and whoever tries to stop me will kill anyone, in my opinion, this is a matter of course.

"But is your deputy palace master Li Chengyi helping his own disciples? Look at the people he sent, all of them are people from the Blood-Killing Alliance, and there is not a single real Yanfu Palace disciple, and there is no one who goes to the Shen family to support, but there is no one who is not a blood-killing alliance above the foundation building period, do you think I want to come to your Yanfu Palace?"

As he spoke, Liu Junhuai stretched out his finger and pointed at Fang Keyin and Bian Yanshan, who were standing behind him, and said: "These two are both monks in the late Yuan Infant period, even if your Yanfu Palace is several times bigger, it will also fall, there are countless capable people in the cultivation realm, how can a single sect be the king and hegemon? Your palace master really does not have the ability to be the master of a faction, so his disciples have such a big problem and don't know anything, do you say that such a sect still needs to exist?"