To be the best leader, you must also be the strongest leader!

"You're about to die, yet you're still talking nonsense!" Elder Jin Jue stretched out his hand, and the Golden Spirit Sword returned to his side. He had just unleashed a full burst of his strength in order to break free from the opponent's Qi lock.

This powerful force has a small range and lasts for a very short time. Others may not be able to sense it, but the Jindan stage cultivator who has reached the great perfection stage can sense it.

"Let's go, quick and decisive!"

After dealing with this Jindan stage great perfection cultivator, Elder Jin Jue and the others did not hesitate and immediately attacked the rest of the Hehuan Sect cultivators.

Seeing that the two most powerful cultivators on their side were killed, the remaining cultivators of the Hehuan Sect were filled with despair.

"I give up... I give up... Don't kill me..."

"I give up too...let me live!"

"Fellow Daoists of the Eight Directions Hall, please spare my life. I admit defeat... Please show some mercy..."

The remaining Hehuan Sect monks quickly begged for mercy, hoping to survive, but unfortunately Sun Yi had no intention of being soft-hearted.

"If our situation were reversed, would you spare our lives? So kill!"

Sun Yi's tone was filled with murderous intent, and he issued an order to completely annihilate these cultivators of the Hehuan Sect. He had heard a lot about the Hehuan Sect's bad reputation, and such a sect and cultivators should be wiped out.

"No... We are the core disciples of the Hehuan Sect. If you kill us all, the ancestor will definitely not let you go..."

"As long as you fellow Taoists are willing to let me go... I am willing to submit to you!"

"I still have many treasures in my collection. If you can let me go, I am willing to give you all of them."

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"Even if I don't kill you all today, Patriarch Hehuan won't let us go, so you'd better die!"

"As for surrendering to us? We are not interested in your so-called treasures!"

Sun Yi showed no mercy. The remaining monks of the Hehuan Sect were killed one by one under the siege of their group of monks. After a while, only the monks of the Bafang Pavilion were left standing in the arena.

Sun Yi and his group of more than 20 people were wearing Qingyun battle armor. Their majestic, murderous and handsome appearance was deeply imprinted in the eyes of all the cultivators.

Although they had just experienced a fierce battle, the aura emanating from Sun Yi and the others was still strong.

The more than eighty local foundation-building cultivators from the Eight Directions Pavilion felt as if they were in a dream as they stood in the arena. They had never dreamed that this would be the outcome.

Not only them, but even the leaders of the forces cooperating with Bafang Pavilion in the entire arena did not expect that this life-and-death battle would have such an outcome.

The Bafang Pavilion lost no one, but unexpectedly wiped out all the elite disciples of the Hehuan Sect. This huge contrast made the leaders of these forces pay more attention to the Bafang Pavilion.

Although the Bafang Pavilion was already a top-notch force before, its strength was not taken seriously by the major forces. However, after today's life-and-death battle, they began to face up to the strength of the Bafang Pavilion.

"The strength of this Bafang Pavilion is not simple!"

"Yes, there are so many powerful cultivators. It seems that there is a reason why Bafang Pavilion has become a top-notch force."

"No one should question Happokan anymore now."

"Humph, their strength is due to that set of Eight-Directional Battle Armor. If we really talk about their own strength, they may not be able to compare with the elite cultivators of the Hehuan Sect!"

"Haha, even if this victory was due to the Bafang Battle Armor, that's also the skill of the Bafang Pavilion. Didn't you see that the Hehuan Sect even used a fourth-tier spiritual weapon?"

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Sun Yi was currently holding three fourth-tier spiritual weapons suspended in his hands, a palm-sized soul-capturing atlas, a fist-sized miniature hill, and a fist-sized, rustic little tripod.

"Haha, this time we have a good harvest. They actually gave us three fourth-level spiritual weapons. The Hehuan Sect is really generous." Sun Yi said with a smile.

"Asshole, return the Soul Capture Atlas, Qingluo Mountain, and the Black Gold Cauldron! These spiritual artifacts are the treasures of my Hehuan Sect, you must return them!"

Outside the arena's light shield, Hong Yang exuded a powerful aura and stared at Sun Yi and the others with red eyes.

"This is a treasure we obtained with our own ability, why should we return it to you?" Sun Yi looked disdainful and directly put away the three fourth-level spiritual weapons.

This soul-capturing atlas contains means of attacking the soul and spirit, and is of great research value. The Qingluo Mountain is extremely heavy and is a very rare material. If it were not for the complex suspension formation engraved inside the Qingluo Mountain, even an ordinary Jindan stage cultivator would find it difficult to control it.

And the last Xuanjin Ding was actually made of a large amount of Xuanjin. So much Xuanjin was refined into such a thing. Sun Yi felt that the Hehuan Sect was wasting resources. After returning, he must find Zhang Ye to study and re-melt the Xuanjin Ding. If so much Xuanjin was extracted, more treasures could definitely be refined.

"Asshole, you dare to steal the treasure of my Hehuan Sect, you are looking for death!" Hongyang's eyes were bloodshot.

These three fourth-level spiritual weapons were the only three fourth-level spiritual weapons they took out from the inventory of Tiansheng City. They thought that the disciples of Hehuan Sect had mastered these three fourth-level spiritual weapons and would definitely win this life-and-death battle, but they did not expect that they would fail in the end.

"Humph! What's the matter? Can't you from the Hehuan Sect afford to lose? Otherwise, I'll challenge you two to another match. You two can come together and fight to the death!"

A cold snort came from the direction of the stands of the Bafang Pavilion, accompanied by a monstrous sword intent that instantly filled the entire arena. The monstrous sword intent crossed the arena and directly enveloped Hongyang and Huayu.

Hongyang's face turned pale. Under the influence of this terrifying sword intent, he didn't dare to respond.

What do you mean two people going together? That means going to die together.

At this moment, Elder Feilong in the air suddenly stood up, and a powerful aura emanated from his body, instantly shocking the entire arena.

"Fellow Daoist Su, please calm down. This life-and-death battle was fair and just. Since the three spiritual weapons were obtained by the Bafang Pavilion during the life-and-death battle, they are the trophies of the Bafang Pavilion."

Elder Feilong has spoken, what else do Hongyang and Huayu have to say?

They looked at Sun Yi and others in the arena, their eyes filled with endless murderous intent.

Elder Feilong was very satisfied when he saw the condition of Hongyang and Huayu and the murderous intent in their eyes. He was very much looking forward to the full-scale war between Hehuan Sect and Bafang Pavilion.

"Alright, I declare that today, under the witness of hundreds of thousands of cultivators, Bafang Pavilion has won this life-and-death battle. This is your prize."

Elder Feilong waved his hand, and the treasures that Bafang Pavilion had brought out, as well as the list of resources from Hehuan Sect, flew towards Pavilion Master Jin.

In the entire arena, countless eyes were focused on these treasures, and countless greedy eyes were intertwined in the air. Everyone wanted to put these treasures into their own pockets. Even the leaders of the forces that cooperated with Bafang Pavilion couldn't help but feel jealous.