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

Seeing that she was still in a state of shock and confusion, Feng Baiyan hesitated for a moment. Then, looking up and seeing the expectant gazes of dozens of Nascent Souls, he could only tell the truth, "He... is gone."

"gone?"

After hearing this, Xu Qianqiu immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The elders of Yin Yang Sect felt their hearts sink and secretly cursed them as a bunch of trash. With so many people, they couldn't even capture a mere Jindan.

As for the others who were watching the fun, they all exclaimed in amazement.

"As expected of a genius with exceptional talent, he was able to escape from such a siege. He truly deserves to be the strongest person below the Nascent Soul stage!"

"No matter how strong a Jindan is, he's still a Jindan. He was surrounded by a hundred people of the same level, plus ten Yuanying, and yet he was still able to escape. This is simply outrageous!"

"It's not surprising. I heard that he is extremely fast. According to those who watched the battle at White Tiger Mountain at that time, when Jiang Han attacked, there was a fluctuation of wind, and his speed was faster than teleportation. He must have the state of wind in his body."

"No wonder they haven't come out for so long. It turns out they're all chasing him. But even if he can run away for a while, his spiritual power will eventually run out. At that time, he will definitely be caught up by the ten Yuanyings."

"That's hard to say. Jiang Han has been in the industry for so long and has experienced countless battles, big and small. Have you ever heard of him running out of spiritual power?"

"This... I've never heard of it."

"..."

After hearing these words, the elder of Yin Yang Sect looked better. His spiritual power would be used up sooner or later. Even if he had a little more, could it be more than that of a Yuanying stage cultivator?

But just in case, he still asked:

"Where are Liang Daochuan and the others? Did they go after Jiang Han?"

When talking about this, Feng Baiyan fell silent.

In order not to go against Jiang Han, he found an opportunity to stay away as soon as he entered. During the battle, he could only sense the violent fluctuations of the power of heaven and earth on the battlefield, but he didn't know what was happening.

But there were still people who witnessed the whole process.

Qin Menghe raised her pale pretty face with difficulty. The arrogance and carefreeness she had shown were gone. Her eyes were bloodshot and she looked at the elder of Yin Yang Sect with a sad expression.

Seeing her expression, the elder of Yin Yang Sect's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly felt a strong sense of unease.

The next moment, Qin Menghe's words turned his uneasiness into fear.

I only heard Qin Menghe's shrill voice, crying loudly:

"Dead, all dead... Senior Brother Liang is dead, Senior Brother Li is dead, and Senior Sister Fang... They're all dead!!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the place suddenly fell silent, followed by a burst of gasps and exclamations.

"Hiss—what's going on? Ten Nascent Souls! Those are ten Nascent Souls! How could they all be dead?!"

"What happened in there? Did they encounter the lone wolf from the Blood Moon Clan?"

"Impossible. Although that guy can kill Yuanying, he can only deal with one or two newly promoted Yuanying at most. Liang Daochuan and his group have a total of ten Yuanying, and one of them is at the peak of the early Yuanying stage. How dare he take action?"

Everyone was talking in fear, and some were so frightened that they forgot to communicate and just shouted out loudly.

Even if they took action, it would be impossible to kill all ten Yuanyings so quickly. If a Yuanying is to run, its speed is too fast.

The elders of Yin Yang Sect and Elder Xie of Lingtian Sect were stunned and extremely shocked.

What did they hear? Ten Yuanyings were dead, all dead!

Those were ten Nascent Soul Stage experts, masters that the sect had nurtured for hundreds of years. How could they possibly die here?!

How can this be! !

The two looked at Qin Menghe in disbelief, their bodies trembling slightly, their eyes full of disbelief.

A strong man in the Nascent Soul stage is the backbone of any sect. He is a strong man capable of conquering all directions for the sect.

Normally, even if one person died, it would be a major event that had to be reported to the Great Elder. But now, in this small Fengxu Palace, ten people died at once!

Those are ten Yuanying stage masters, not ten cabbages.

They could already imagine their sect leader's angry look, and even though they were both highly skilled in cultivation, they couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

The eyes of the Yin Yang Sect elder instantly turned blood red, and he glared at Qin Menghe and said viciously:

"Who did it? Who did it? Was it that wolf cub from the Blood Moon Clan?!"

"This bastard, even if I have to rush into the heart of the demon clan this time, I will take this bastard's head and avenge my fellow Yuanying disciples!"

He spoke with great anger, but did not hear the answer he expected. When he looked over in confusion, he heard an inaudible name instead.

Qin Menghe lowered her head, her voice trembling:

"Jiang Han, it was Jiang Han who killed him!!"

boom--!

It was like a storm exploding in the hall, and like a thunderbolt that shocked everyone and made them stand there in shock.

The elder of the Yin Yang Sect's heart trembled violently, his mind felt like it had been struck hard, he stumbled back a few steps, his face blank, muttering to himself:

"Jiang Han... How could it be Jiang Han? How could it be Jiang Han?!"

"How could he, a Jindan junior, kill so many Yuanying stage cultivators? That's ten Yuanying stage cultivators! How on earth did he do it?"

"No! How dare he!"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly lowered his head to look at Qin Menghe, and the aura of the Nascent Soul Great Perfection burst out, shocking everyone and making them retreat.

"Say! What's going on?!"

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"boom--!"

A powerful force exploded, blowing all the houses within a radius of ten miles into pieces.

Inside the house, Liang Zhicai, the current head of the Liang family, had bloodshot eyes. Endless rage instantly overwhelmed his reason, and he roared furiously towards the sky:

"Who! Who killed Daochuan?!"

The elder from the ancestral hall who came to report was trembling and stammering as he bent over.

“I don’t know…”

"Useless! Check! Check for me! Send someone to the main sect to find out where Daochuan is now!"

Upon hearing this, the elders of the ancestral hall immediately withdrew and contacted the main sect to conduct an investigation.

Liang Zhicai was breathing heavily, and the aura of the middle Nascent Soul stage continued to explode in all directions. Nearly a thousand members of the Liang family were knocked away and fell to the ground, unable to move. Countless mortal servants instantly exploded into a blood mist, dyeing the surroundings red in an instant.

The pungent smell of blood made him even more bloodthirsty, and the madness in his eyes became more intense.

Soon, the elder of the ancestral hall returned again and replied in a trembling voice:

"Master, the Second Young Master went to Fengxu Palace with his fellow disciples yesterday. The main sect has sent people to investigate, but has not received a response yet."

Liang Zhicai listened quietly, his breathing gradually relaxed, and his mind slowly returned. After the ancestral hall elder finished speaking, he murmured doubtfully:

"Fengxu Palace? What is he doing there?"

"No, I want to go there myself. No matter who he is, if he dares to mess with my Liang family, I will skin him alive, extract his bones, refine his soul, and wipe out his entire family!"

After cursing, he looked up to the sky and shouted, "All clansmen above the Nascent Soul stage, follow me to Fengxu Palace to kill the thief and avenge my son!"