"Chu Tiankuo, let's retreat quickly."
At this moment, Wei Yuanxun appeared beside Chu Tiankuo and spoke anxiously.
His aura also showed signs of weakening. It was obvious that he had been through a great battle and was extremely exhausted. He no longer had the qualifications to continue fighting.
"Walk!"
Chu Tiankuo glanced around. The situation that had originally been advantageous for their side had been completely reversed after the Wansheng Sect's troops emerged from Jialou Feishan.
After Shu Sanren rebelled, they lost a powerful virtual god.
There is one more person from Wansheng Sect.
Shu Sanren and Yan Di are so powerful that if they continue fighting at this time, the only result waiting for them is failure.
What a failure!
Chu Tiankuo watched the Xuangang Bell disappear from his sight, feeling extremely heartbroken and with an extremely ugly expression.
However, he was also sober enough. When he saw that the momentum was not right, he turned into a divine rainbow and flew towards the cloud ship behind.
"This Su Yu is so abominable!"
On the cloud boat, Ye Fan clenched his fists, and the anger in his eyes became more intense.
Yan Ji reminded him that there was something fishy going on, but he completely ignored her.
Thinking about it now, I regret it extremely.
He didn't care how many people from the Tianyun Sect sacrificed, but he felt sorry for the lost resources.
Ben wanted more resources, but those that already belonged to him were also lost.
"Master, you really got it right."
Ye Fan slowly closed his eyes, his heart felt extremely heavy, and he spoke slowly.
Yan Ji comforted him: "This failure is not your fault, we underestimated Su Yu."
Ye Fan immediately asked: "What should we do next?"
Yan Ji looked at the bottom of the cloud ship and said slowly: "We can only avoid its sharp edge. In my memory, there are still many places with valuable resources. I have wanted to take you there for a long time. Now is a good opportunity."
Ye Fan was very moved when he heard this. Yan Ji was simply amazing to him.
"Why did you betray the Son?"
Just then a familiar voice sounded.
Ye Fan turned his head and saw a thin and graceful figure. The person held a sword in his hand, which was against Ye Fan's throat.
"Su Yu is a treacherous villain. Staying with him will not end well. I advise you to leave him as soon as possible."
Facing Zhao Chanxuan's sword, Ye Fan spoke righteously, without any fear on his face.
It was just a little surprising that his sister, who had once been inseparable from him, would actually point a sword at him.
All this is because of that man.
"I will not leave the Son of God. I am here on his orders to take your life."
When Zhao Chanxuan heard Ye Fan say this about Su Yu, murderous intent appeared in his eyes.
"Even if you want to kill me, I still think Su Yu is a treacherous villain. Time will prove it to you," Ye Fan said.
"Do you really think I dare not kill you?" Zhao Chanxuan's sword approached Ye Fan's throat again, drawing blood.
However, the force was not enough to cut the throat.
"If killing me can earn you credit, or make Su Yu trust you more, then I'll give you my head."
Ye Fan stared at the sword edge and took a deep breath.
Zhao Chanxuan frowned, and used his magic power to cut Ye Fan's throat, but the next moment his sword left.
She couldn't do it.
"If you don't kill me, you will definitely be suspected when you go back. Do you think you can live long?"
Ye Fan said coldly and continued to provoke Zhao Chanxuan.
Swish!
Zhao Chanxuan used a sword to cut off his seven-inch long hair, stared at Ye Fan, and said seriously: "I have been in your Ye family for seven years and received your kindness. Now I have the opportunity to kill you, but I didn't do it.
This long hair is the evidence. Seven years of kindness and seven inches of long hair. From now on, we are no longer friends! The next time I see you, I will definitely not forgive you. I hope you take care of yourself."
After saying this, Zhao Chanxuan's figure turned into a divine rainbow and flew towards the distant sky.
Ye Fan stood where he was, the hatred in his heart rising to another level. It had only been such a short time, and Zhao Chanxuan had become loyal to Su Yu, yet he actually wanted to kill him.
Is there no affection between us at all
What kind of charm does this Su Yu have that he was able to conquer her so quickly
Such a person is just a playboy, and Zhao Chanxuan just couldn't understand it.
Yan Ji, who was in the ring, saw this scene and could only sigh without saying anything to persuade them.
Ye Fan completely lost to Su Yu. If she were Zhao Chanxuan, she would make the same choice.
At this time, Liu Silong was seriously injured and extremely weak, and he also came to the cloud ship.
He stood on the cloud boat and looked down. He saw blood flowing for thousands of miles and corpses everywhere.
Countless strong men from the Tianyun Sect were killed or injured.
“Defeated!”
He sighed sadly.
It takes hundreds of years to train so many powerful people. This battle directly caused his sect to regress hundreds of years.
At this moment, he regretted very much that he should not have believed Ye Fan's words.
His eyes looked towards the bow of the ship. Ye Fan stood there in a daze, totally unable to imagine that such a thing would happen.
The strong men of Wansheng Sect chose to survive in the previous battles and have managed to survive so many times.
The Tianyun Sect has lost nearly 80% of its troops. If it was a high-level sect before, it now seems to have fallen to the middle level.
"Greetings, ancestor!"
After Liu Silong came back, he knelt in front of Ye Fan and shouted at the ring in his hand.
"Get up, we, the master and disciple, have implicated you."
Yan Ji said apologetically.
She was the one who built up the Tianyun Sect, and now it has fallen into this situation. She feels very ashamed.
But she had lived for so long, and had gone through so many ups and downs, that she had not let such apologies affect her.
"What did you say, Old Ancestor? Even if you ask us to go through fire and water, we will do it!"
Liu Silong said in a deep voice.
He respected the ancestor very much. Although he had been defeated, he did not have any resentment. He just thought it was Ye Fan's fault.
After the battle, the cloud ship was badly damaged.
As it continued to fly forward, several figures suddenly appeared in front of it.
Looking at the way these people were dressed, Liu Shilong's face turned pale.
"Ancestor, it's bad, the Wansheng Sect is chasing us."
Liu Silong hurriedly reminded: "Please, ancestor, take the emergency boat and leave."
He used his Taoist magic and a small boat separated from the cloud ship and floated in the air.
Seeing this, Ye Fan hurriedly jumped towards the boat.
As soon as he moved, he was hit by a series of spells and was unable to move forward.
"Where do you want to run to?"
Qian Yu soon came here with dozens of powerful immortals, looking at Ye Fan with a teasing look.
This guy offended the Son of God. Although he escaped from the cell, Qianyu still came looking for him after the war. He would not let Ye Fan go.
"Qianyu, I advise you not to take things too far"
Liu Silong shouted coldly, then pointed his finger, and the brilliant Taoist magic destroyed Qianyu's magical powers.
The figure quickly stood in front of Qianyu.
"You were so seriously injured, you are very lucky to be alive. Why don't you thank our Taoist Jun Mo for his mercy? Why are you still being so arrogant? Do you still want to save people like this?"
Qianyu laughed contemptuously, and his breath swelled at the same time.
Liu Silong was so badly injured that he was no match for him.
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