Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

A golden light quickly burst out from his body. Although the light was bright, it was not dazzling. Instead, it emitted an extremely warm feeling, protecting Jiang Han.

"Boom--!"

The long stick smashed down towards Jiang Han with incredible force. Where the two touched, a deafening bang was heard, and even the ground nearby was shaken violently.

Suddenly, gravel flew everywhere and a huge cloud of smoke rose up, completely submerging an area of ​​thirty feet.

"Finally dead, this bastard is finally dead!"

A disciple of Lingtian Sect exhaled a breath of foul air towards the sky, and his body suddenly relaxed.

"This guy is too slippery. A middle-stage Jindan cultivator can actually teleport. It's really outrageous."

"So what if he could teleport? He was still beaten to death by Senior Brother Zhou. It's a pity that the magic weapon that could teleport him is still there..."

"What are you thinking! Even if the magic weapon is still there, it's not our turn to worry about it. We are lucky to be able to save our lives."

"You don't know, I was so scared that the bastard would teleport over and chop me up that I quickly hid behind him and didn't dare to come forward at all."

"Fortunately, he chose other junior brothers to kill, otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to withstand his sword intent."

"Alright, enough talking now. Now that Jiang Han is dead, it's time to help Senior Brother Zhou grab the core token. Everyone, buckle up and prepare to take action against the Yin Yang Sect!"

Upon hearing this, everyone moved slightly and began to surround the Yin Yang Sect. However, they didn't expect that the other party had the same idea and had already surrounded them quietly.

The two sides looked at each other, became alert immediately, and retreated to the rear.

"Junior Brother Lin, follow me later. Don't rush ahead."

Senior Sister Yu's voice suddenly sounded in his ears. Lin Xuan nodded slightly at her and slowly stepped back.

Everyone else thought Jiang Han was dead, but he knew clearly that Jiang Han would never die so easily. He was the son of destiny. It was okay for him to be injured, but it was impossible for him to die!

The more people thought that Jiang Han was dead, the more he felt that this was impossible, and he even had the idea of ​​retreating.

The dangerous situation just now was the strongest killing situation created by everyone's joint efforts. If he was the one trapped in the siege, he knew that if he didn't use some special means, he would have no hope of survival.

But if even such a method cannot seriously injure Jiang Han, then these people today are probably in great danger.

He had to retreat farther away, so that if Jiang Han really came out suddenly, he could just run away.

As for reminding everyone in Lingtian Sect, he had never thought about this matter at all. What does it have to do with me whether they live or die?

He hoped that they would fight harder so that Jiang Han would be more seriously injured and he would have more opportunities to subdue Jiang Han.

But just as he took two steps back, he saw Ding Ruoming, who had been standing in the air with a small green bell in her hand, suddenly changed his expression.

She raised her hand and summoned a gust of wind, instantly blowing away the smoke, while she hurriedly shouted:

"kill him!!"

As she spoke, she slashed down rapidly with the sword in her hand, and at the same time, the small bell in her hand rang rapidly.

The clanging sounds rang out quickly and continuously, and you could tell how anxious the owner was at the moment.

Everyone was confused and looked over there quickly, but when they saw the scene in the smoke, their pupils suddenly constricted, their faces changed drastically, and they were filled with horror, as if they couldn't believe what they saw.

As the smoke dissipated, a golden light shield was seen standing in the rubble. As the golden light flowed, it firmly protected Jiang Han inside.

He held the sword in one hand and made hand gestures with the other, and after enduring such a strong attack, there was not a trace of dust on his body.

Zhou Ming, still holding the stick and chopping down, was suspended in mid-air, but all the anger in him had dissipated, and the spiritual power in his body was fluctuating violently.

The long stick fell to the ground powerlessly. In his hands, he held a sword with a cold and shining edge. The front end of the sword pierced straight into his heart and came out from his back.

"Spare...spare me..."

He looked at Jiang Han in horror, blood gushing out of his mouth, and his body struggled hard.

However, the sword intents were rampaging through his body, crushing his meridians, dispersing his spiritual power, and making his body as soft as cotton. He couldn't muster any strength at all and could only watch helplessly as the long sword continued to pierce him.

But to others, all this seemed as if he did not resist at all, and allowed Jiang Han to slowly pierce the sword into his body.

Jiang Han held the sword in his right hand and slowly pushed forward. Blood dripped from Zhou Ming's chest, but as soon as it landed on the sword, it was twisted into a bloody mist by the infinite sword intent.

There was no mercy in his eyes. At this moment, Zhou Ming's meridians were all broken and he was already at the end of his strength. Even if he let Zhou Ming go now, he would not survive for a moment.

A black light flashed on the sword. Jiang Han looked at Zhou Ming's pleading eyes, his heart calm without a trace of fluctuation.

I don’t know if it’s because he has been too cold-blooded recently or for some other reason.

Apart from the few who had shown kindness to him, he could not muster any sympathy for the rest of the Lingtian Sect.

"When you attacked me, did you ever think of sparing my life?"

He murmured softly, not knowing whether he was asking Zhou Ming or someone else.

Zhou Ming paused when he heard this, but before he could say anything more, the sword in Jiang Han's hand shook slightly.

"boom--!"

Countless black rays of light pierced through his body and quickly rushed in all directions.

Zhou Ming was instantly blown into a bloody mist, which was blown all over the ground by the wind.

Jiang Han reached out and took a storage ring. He carefully wiped the blood stains on it before putting the storage ring away.

Then he hooked his finger and picked up the long stick lying on the ground. He just glanced at it and put it into the storage ring.

At the same time, a golden light several times larger than any previous one flashed before his eyes and then disappeared.

The next moment, the sword heart let out a joyful sound, and trembled violently above the heart lake.

Jiang Han didn't know what the golden light was. He only knew that after he killed every member of the Lingtian Sect, a golden light would burst out of their body and merge into his body.

However, the golden light disappeared as soon as it entered the body. It was unknown whether it was swallowed by the sword heart or went somewhere else.

Since Jianxin likes these golden lights so much, and there are so many people from Lingtian Sect here, he can just take more.

He turned to look at the others, and at first glance, he saw the overwhelming magical light, which was colorful and very beautiful.

If it were not for the strong murderous intent and powerful aura, it would be a beautiful scenery.

But he was not panicked at all. He just watched countless rays of light falling down. He neither dodged nor cast spells to resist. Instead, he let them hit the golden light.

Rays of glowing spells attacked his shield, and all kinds of magic weapons attacked fiercely with great power.

But all this was in vain. No matter whether it was magic or magic weapon attacks, the moment they landed on the golden shield, they were instantly offset by a strange force.

The golden shield has been hit by so many attacks, but until now, not even a ripple has appeared.

Jiang Han looked at the golden shield that was not damaged at all, and a cold smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"It turns out that you can't hurt me at all."