"Alas, I hope it''s not true, but senior Zhan Wang is dead. Otherwise, Wuji demon sect, blood evil sect and Yin ghost sect dare not be so rampant."
The cloud song sighed.
The war King Yi boundless, the first person in the Shenwu mainland in ancient times, when he was alive, even if it was just a remnant soul, it was enough to deter the world.
However, as soon as the war king died, Zhongzhou immediately became turbulent. All forces were fighting for cultivation resources and territory, with countless deaths and injuries.
And tianjianmen is the victim of this turmoil.
In addition to these people who escaped by chance, from the sect leader, the elders of the inner and outer sects, to the disciples under the sect, they almost died. Even the residence of the sect was razed to the ground by the people of the bloody sect, and all kinds of treasures were naturally looted.
In addition, many martial arts forces in Zhongzhou were also deeply affected. Ninety nine percent of the destruction and surrender were swallowed up by Tianmo sect, xuesha sect and Yin ghost sect.
"How did my master... Die?"
Yang Xuan''s voice was deep and sad. With the ability of master Zhan Wang, since he said to wait for his apprentice to return, he would never die before. Now he is dead, there must be a reason.
Yang Xuancai doesn''t believe that in the small Shenwu continent, there are still people who can kill their master, that is, the master only has a wisp of residual soul, which is enough to sweep away all enemies.
"Brother Yun, to be honest, how did my senior master die?"
Yang Xuan looked at the cloud sky song. The sound seemed calm, but it was extremely cold, which made people feel cold in their bones.
At this moment, the whole audience was as silent as a cicada. No Tianjian sect disciple dared to say a word. Everyone felt the anger hidden in Yang Xuan''s heart. It would be strange if anyone dared to speak indiscriminately at this moment and didn''t lead to great disaster.
"Tiange, tell young Xia Yang that he will know sooner or later."
Yuan Hong sighed.
"Brother Yang must keep calm when he learns the truth."
"Just say it."
"The thing is, about half a month ago, the supreme elder of Wuji demon sect, xuesha sect and Yin ghost sect went deep into the dead silence mountain, and I don''t know what means he used to unlock the seal and release the foreign demon. For this reason, master Zhan Wang had to appear and fight with one of them."
The cloud sky Song said: "that war was earth shaking, the sun and moon were silent, and the whole dead mountain was destroyed. After the battle, the devil retreated with serious injuries and fled all the way outside the territory, while the elder Zhan Wang exhausted his last soul..."
At this point, Yuntian song stopped, and it was difficult to hide the color of grief on his face.
The king of war is a wisp of remnant soul. One day''s life is less, and the exhaustion of soul power means that his soul is lost and completely no longer exists.
"Master!"
The man didn''t shed tears lightly, but he didn''t go to the sad place. When he learned that the master Zhan Wang was really dead, Yang Xuan burst into tears and wanted to go crazy in pain.
Master Zhan Wang treated him like a mountain. He should have thanked him well. He didn''t expect to return this time. Master Zhan Wang is gone.
"The enemy of killing the teacher is unparalleled!"
Yang Xuan was biting his teeth, his expression became extremely ferocious in vain, and his eyes seemed to bleed, a dazzling blood red.
Whether it is the Wuji demon sect, the blood ghost sect, the Yin ghost sect, or the demon head, he will not let go. He vowed to destroy the three major sects and kill the demon head. The blood priest respects the spirit of the war king in heaven.
"Life can''t be reborn. Brother Yang, I''m sorry."
Yuntiange didn''t know how to comfort Yang Xuan, so he could only reach out and pat him on the shoulder.
To say who is most sad about the death of King Zhan, it is undoubtedly Yang Xuan as his successor.
It can be imagined how painful Yang Xuan is now. He didn''t run away on the spot. He was tenacious.
Yang Xuan didn''t answer either. He suddenly stood up from the ground, with black hair dancing all over him. He was like a demon God. Yuan Hong, yuntiange, Lin Xianxue, Lu Yuanfeng and others couldn''t stop falling back.
"Isn''t this son crazy?"
Many disciples of Tianjian sect trembled and were cold. They were deeply afraid that Yang Xuan would become possessed and lose his mind. They killed innocent people like them.
With Yang Xuan''s strength, it''s as easy to kill these warriors below the divine power realm as to crush a group of ants.
"Master Zhan Wang is gone, but the spirit is still there. Brother Yang must hold on!"
Yuntiange was anxious and worried that Yang Xuan was too angry and fled into the devil''s way.
"Don''t worry, I''m sober now."
Yang Xuan waved his hand, but the anger and hatred at the bottom of his heart were difficult to suppress. He roared up to the sky: "Wuji demon sect, bloody ghost sect, Yin ghost sect, I''ll cut you first, and I won''t stop until I destroy you."
"It''s crazy to kill three large doors and fill them with people!"
The disciples of Tianjian sect were frightened by Yang Xuan''s heroic words. In their eyes, no matter the Wuji demon sect, the blood evil sect or the Yin ghost sect, they all existed like giants.
But Yang Xuan kept saying that he wanted to destroy it. It''s hard to imagine. At least with Yang Xuan''s current cultivation, it''s extremely difficult to do it.
Not only that, he may lose his life for nothing.
The three main sects are powerful and have rich details. Each has a supreme elder and several supreme Lords. All of them are crafty, cruel and powerful. Everyone has the strength to kill Yang Xuan.
"It''s a big tone. I''d like to see who ate the bear heart and leopard courage and dared to threaten to destroy my bloody family."
A cold cry, like thunder, came from afar, making many Tianjian sect disciples with low cultivation dizzy and unstable.
Boom!
At the same time, the void shook, and a figure broke through the air and stood hundreds of feet high.
It was an old man in a blood robe. He was short, with wrinkles all over his face. His long and narrow eyes were half narrowed, and cold light was emitted from the depths of his pupils from time to time.
On him, there is a strong and persistent evil spirit, which is much stronger than Zhang Tianba and frightening.
"It''s him, it''s him!"
The disciples of Tianjian sect obviously recognized who the man was. They were all in a panic. They regarded the old man in blood robe as death.
"Yu Tianhe!"
Yuan Hong clenched his fists and his face was full of hatred.
Yu Tianhe, one of the three elders of xuesha sect, is a famous murderer in Zhongzhou. He has the highest cultivation achievement in the divine power realm. The leader of Tianjian sect and the elders died at his hands.
"Who spoke wildly just now and stood up to me."
Yu Tianhe asked, looking like a hawk and a falcon, glanced at the many Tianjian sect disciples below, and everyone he stared at couldn''t help lowering his head, and no one dared to look at him.
"Hehe, it doesn''t seem to be you."
Yu Tianhe smiled coldly and turned his eyes to Yuan Hong. However, after only staying on him for a moment, he fell on yuntiange, Lu Yuanfeng, Lin Xianxue and Yang Xuan.
That is to say, when he arrived at Yang Xuan, his eyes were frozen, and he was a little uncertain: "are you... Yang Xuan, the sword palace?"
"It''s me!"
Yang Xuan almost roared and roared. His voice was so loud that the sky and the earth moved and shocked the people. Many Tianjian disciples were deaf and trembled. A few fell to the ground and looked shocked.
Even Yu Tianhe was shocked and looked unbelievable. He shouted, "it''s impossible. It''s only been half a year. How can your strength become..."
Before he finished, his voice stopped suddenly, because he saw a cold body lying quietly in a blood stained weed. Although the body lost its head, he recognized the man''s identity.
"Zhang Tianba... Is dead!"
Yu Tianhe''s heart twitched fiercely. Zhang Tianba had the cultivation of seven heaven in the divine power realm, which was more than enough to deal with Yuan Hong and others, but now he died and was beheaded with a sharp weapon.
This scene frightened Yu Tianhe and didn''t know what was going on.
"Was it killed by Yang Xuan?"
With this thought, Yu Tianhe couldn''t help being afraid. His strength is much stronger than Zhang Tianba, but if Zhang Tianba is really killed by Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan''s strength will be terrible enough to threaten him.
Thinking so, he roared at Yang Xuan: "Yang Xuan child, Zhang Tianba was killed by you!?"
"I killed you, and you will follow in his footsteps and be tortured and killed by me."
This is Yang Xuan''s answer. When he thought of the death of master Zhan Wang, his heart was burning with anger and his heart was rolling.
The people were so frightened that Yang Xuan threatened to kill Yu Tianhe.
"Elder martial brother, do you think brother Yang can handle Yu Tianhe?"
Lu Yuanfeng asked.
"Yu Tianhe is dead. I just don''t know how long he can last."
Yuntiange responded that his eyes were always on Yang Xuan. Although Yang Xuan easily killed Zhang Tianba not long ago, yuntiange had a feeling that it was not all Yang Xuan''s strength.
"Madman, will you die if you don''t talk big? Although I may not be your opponent, you can''t stop me if I really want to go."
Yu Tianhe was furious. He knew that Yang Xuan''s strength was good and he could fight beyond his level. In particular, Yang Xuan, who entered the realm of divine power, was afraid that his strength could be comparable to that of a half step supreme.
But how about this? He was so anxious that he could not believe that Yang Xuan could catch up with him by burning blood essence and using their secret skills of xuesha sect.
"Ha ha, you can try and see if you can escape from heaven?"
Yang Xuan looked up at the sky and laughed wildly. His voice was full of strong ridicule.
"You..."
Yu Tianhe vomited blood angrily. It hasn''t started yet. If he left so disheartened, how can he face people in the future when the news gets out?
People all over the world will say that Yu Tianhe is as timid as a mouse and has no real name. He doesn''t even have the courage to fight with a young generation who has just entered the realm of divine power. He is scared by the other party and runs away.
"Why, are you not ready to escape, or have no face to escape?"
Yang Xuan was sarcastic and mercilessly hit Yu Tianhe on the face.
"Dare you insult me!"
Yu Tianhe was like being trampled on his tail. His old face turned red and seemed to bleed. He didn''t see how he moved. His blood robe swelled, directly released his divine power, and rushed to Yang Xuan.
The power of a strong man at the peak of the divine power realm is so powerful that even the scattered residual power makes those Tianjian sect disciples in the distance feel heavy and sweating, and have a sense of shivering that they will suffocate and die.