"Junior Brother Mo?" Ji Yixuan was slightly taken aback when he saw Mo Changkong.
After Mo Changkong left Xuanlingzong, he has been practicing in Falling Sky Valley, and he and Ji Yixuan are exactly brothers.
"By the way... I remember that you were a disciple of the Xuanling Sect before you entered Falling Sky Valley." Ji Yixuan was thoughtful.
"Senior Brother Ji, why are you here..." Mo Changkong was a little puzzled.
"Repay the favor." Ji Yixuan said.
A long time ago, the Supreme Elder of Xuanling Sect had saved Ji Yixuan, and a few days ago, he was almost killed by Yunxiao Sect, and Ji Yixuan's anger had been held in his heart for a long time.
"Ji Yixuan, you broke into the Tianqi Dynasty and killed my Yunxiao Sect disciple, you are looking for death!"
A certain Yunxiao Sect's top disciple looked at Ji Yixuan and shouted sharply.
Immediately, Ji Yixuan sneered: "The Tianqi Dynasty didn't ban me from entering, so what is your Yunxiaozong! A few days ago, your Yunxiaozong had people follow me and assassinate me. Ji has not forgotten it. If we meet today, let's kill him!" Bar!"
Before, Ji Yixuan had returned to Falling Heaven Valley and handed over the regeneration stone to Master, now, he has no fear at all, even if he dies here, so what.
"You are here to die." A certain deacon of Yunxiao Sect sneered.
"I don't dare to die. I won't lose if I kill one, and I can earn one if I cut off a pair. This kind of cost-effective business is naturally feasible." Ji Yixuan has no fear at all.
After saying that, Ji Yixuan stopped talking nonsense, waved the Demon Suppressing Pagoda, and killed the Yunxiao Sect disciples.
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Today, the Xuanling Sect is at the end of its strength, and the senior officials and deacons in the sect have suffered countless deaths and injuries.
There are less than a hundred inner disciples who can fight.
"Flame God!"
Feng Moli drank softly, his body turned into a flame of anger, and blasted towards a Yunxiao Sect disciple.
"Shua!"
The chief disciple of Xuanling Sect, Han Qingyun and Suxin, wielded both Yin and Yang soldiers, and seriously injured a Yunxiao Sect deacon.
"Yin and Yang soldiers."
Above the nine-tailed fox, Ye You's eyes were icy cold.
Immediately, Ye You got up, walked through the air, and flew towards Han Qingyun and Su Xin.
half an hour later...
Ji Yixuan, Mo Changkong and the others were seriously wounded after beheading several Cloud Firmament Sect disciples.
"Do you still want to continue to resist?"
Ye You looked down at everyone in the Xuanling Sect as if condescending.
In her left hand, she holds the yin and yang soldiers, and in her right hand, she holds the deathless head.
"Senior Brother Han... Senior Sister Suxin!!"
At this moment, all the disciples of Xuanling Sect were shocked to the spot after seeing the heads of Han Qingyun and Su Xin.
Yuan Hu, Qin Huan, and even Feng Moli and the others clenched their fists, mist appeared in their eyes.
A boy does not flick his tears
just not to the heart
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Lin Long looked at the Xuanling Sect in Ruo Shura Hell with a dull expression.
The Xuanling battle drum has already collapsed.
The Xuanling battle flag has been shattered.
Most of Xuanling disciples died in battle.
But in Lin Long's ears, she seemed to hear that the sound of Xuanling's war drums never stopped, that battle flag was still being held high, and that disciple was still gathering at one place that night, sometimes chatting about drinking and laughing about life... Sometimes wielding swords and martial arts, fighting martial arts...
In her ears, she seemed to hear the heroic voice again, it seemed that the souls of those mysterious spirits who died in battle and were unyielding were still shouting and shouting: "With my blood, dye my Xuanling battle flag red!"
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"With my heart, burn the anger of my mysterious spirit!"
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"With my hands, resound through my Xuanling war drum!"
In the Xuanling Sect, there is no one in the Xuanling Sect that can stop the giant beast that protects the Yunxiao Sect, but within half a day, corpses are scattered all over the field.
The Supreme Elder and the Suzerain and other high-level officials were seriously injured and lost their combat power. Thousands of disciples were killed or injured.
So far, this battle seems to be coming to an end.
However, at this moment, the sound of breaking through the sky and the roar of monsters came from afar.
The demonic red shadow seemed to cover the sky, and the blood-colored robes stood above the blue sky.
I saw eight blood-colored monsters appearing slowly in front of them, dragging a huge blood-colored sedan chair.
Surrounded by terrifying aura, hundreds of believers in red robes surrounded the blood sedan chair with expressionless faces.
Dozens of blood-colored war horses soared through the void with an astonishing momentum.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The sound of war drums sounded again.
At this moment, everyone in the Yunxiao Sect looked at the void with astonishment on their faces.
Even Li Chenfeng couldn't help being taken aback.
"Blood Moon... teach!"
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[Chapter 40 explosion is over, waving the flag and shouting for a monthly ticket~]
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