Only after these people finished talking did Bai Hu tut his lips and said, "Brother Gu, these people are about to die, how come they still don't realize it at all?"
Gu Liufeng chuckled and said, "Maybe they are used to being high and mighty, and they can't recognize their own situation for a while."
Hearing their nonchalant attitude, Fan Guangxuan was immediately furious and said coldly, "A few warriors in the Jindan stage really think they are invincible. They dare to act arrogantly in my Yunlan Sect. Brothers, come together and teach them what it means to behave modestly!"
"What a noise!" Nangong Yu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke slowly, "Since they don't understand the situation, let them take a good look first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Nangong Yu flicked his sleeves slightly.
Suddenly, the whole hall made a rumbling sound, and the roof above crackled and shattered. In just a blink of an eye, it collapsed and turned into dust and fell down.
Fan Guangxuan and others standing in the hall all looked horrified and looked towards the front of the hall.
When they saw the scene clearly, they all gasped. The original arrogance and arrogance on their faces turned into deep fear and horror in the blink of an eye.
Hundreds of warriors in black armor had appeared in the square outside the Yunlan Sect's main hall.
They lined up in neat rows and blocked every exit of the Yunlan Sect tightly.
Meanwhile, in the square, those disciples of the Yunlan Sect who were originally recuperating from their injuries were now lying silently on the ground.
The entire Yunlan Sect, which was once bustling and noisy, now seemed like a ghost town. Not a single sound could be heard, and not a single person could be seen.
A deep fear surged in Fan Guangxuan's heart. He pointed at Xi Yue with a trembling hand and said in a sharp and urgent voice, "You, who are you? These... who are these people?!"
He Xi took a step forward, and suddenly the purple vines in his hand flew out like flying ribbons in the sky.
Fan Guangxuan was shocked and was about to use his magic weapon to resist.
Suddenly, a terrifying pressure spread out, and for a moment he felt as if he was drowning in ice-cold blood. His heart was filled with fear, making him unable to move at all.
All the elders of the Yunlan Sect in the hall had the same feeling.
Each of them had a look of fear and panic on their faces as they watched the purple vines released by He Xi sweeping towards them, but their bodies were unable to move due to the overwhelming pressure of the spiritual power.
A moment later, all the elders in the hall were tied up tightly with purple vines and placed in a row in front of Hexi.
He Xi walked slowly to Li Zhenyu, lifted his chin with the tip of the purple vine, and said in a cold voice with a murderous aura, "Tell me, Li Zhenyu, where did you send my pet? If you tell me, I might give you a quick death!"
Li Zhenyu stared at her with his eyes wide open, as if he was looking at a monster. "Who... who are you? What are those troops? Those... those are not disciples of Qingxia Sect, what are they..."
"You talk too much nonsense!" He Xi sighed softly, "I don't have the patience to listen to you continue."
After saying this, she lightly sprinkled a handful of silver powder in her hand.
At some point, Li Zhenyu's voice suddenly stopped. (To be continued)