Sitting blankly on the ground or floating in the air. The remaining people stared wide, still in the clouds and fog.

I couldn't believe that they survived.

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…

The war in Liyanmen is already in full swing.

Lin Feng was using all his strength to get closer.

Although it only takes one stick of incense, at this moment, this stick of incense is longer than a day and a night. Every second, Lin Feng's heart seemed to be bleeding, and the killing scene appeared in his mind, and he felt that the angina pectoris was extremely painful.

Every moment, countless fellow disciples were killed in Li Yanmen!

How to bear it!

But, what else can I do?

Only by gritting his teeth, Lin Feng's eyes were full of murderous intent.

I will never let go of the Yanling Wan clan!

However, no one knows that a greater catastrophe and a terrifying disaster are coming.

When the Yanling Wan tribe and Li Yanmen were still killing each other and launching a war for their own selfish interests, the "ruler" of mankind, the brutal and bloodthirsty witch clan army, was coming like a meteor shower, and heading straight for the Li Yanmen Sect!

A real disaster!

…

No one knows.

At this time, Yanling Wan Clan and Li Yanmen only had killing in their eyes.

This fierce war is far from over in a moment.

One fights for dignity and glory; the other fights for protection and freedom.

The Yanling Wan Clan and Li Yanmen tried their best. The disciples of the clan are so, and the warriors standing at the top of the pyramid are the same. The Li Yanmen guardian, the sect leader, and all the elite disciples are all dispatched to kill the strong men of the Yanling Wan Clan.

And at this time—

The top confrontation between the two major forces is also in full swing.

Wan Mochou, one person fights against the top ten powerful people of Li Yanmen, standing proudly like a "king".

Ji Rushan, Ji Xiu, the third elder, the dragon guardian, the leader of the Qing sect... These are the most powerful existences in Li Yanmen, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, gathering ten people to fight against Wan Mochou, but they are not opponents at all.

A faint wind followed, and the brown star shone.

Wan Mochou floated in the air, looking down at everyone like a king.

There was a bloody light around, extremely terrifying.

Among the top ten powerful men, three of them were killed directly by Wan Mochou and died thoroughly; the four were seriously injured, with blood flowing, almost falling into the state of death; only Ji Rushan, Ji Xiu and the third elders were left, barely standing, but were seriously injured.

Among the three, Ji Xiu was the only one who had the power to fight, but he had no sharp eyes.

It was like breaking the sword in my heart, and all my strength was lost.

Ji Rushan and the third elder covered their wounds with their hands, their faces were extremely pale, and they were shocked to look at Wan Mochou.

Too strong!

Shockingly powerful!

This is the strength of the strongest person in Yanling Mansion!

Before, they thought Lin Feng could hurt Wan Mochou, and perhaps they could find a little vitality by the advantage of the number of people.

But now it seems that it is completely whimsical.

Even Wan Mochou is unscathed!

"Is this the sword that kills Pojun? But that's it." Wan Mochou played with the sword in his hand, looked at Ji Xiu, and glanced at the corner of his mouth calmly, but threw the sword to Ji Xiu casually. This was not charity, nor was it mercy, but an insult!

Ji Xiu's expression was extremely difficult to see, and his body trembled slightly.

"Three Elders, Master Ji?" Wan Mochou looked at Ji Rushan and the Third Elders with a faint smile, "Is this your all your strength?"

Ji Rushan and the third elder, whose pale face looked even more ugly.

Let others insult!

But, what else can I do?

The strong prey on the weak has been like this since ancient times.

"Haha." Wan Mochou smiled indifferently, but his laughter was filled with a hint of contempt and disdain. He looked around everyone and said coldly, "You are so disappointing to me. You thought you had some trump card. It turned out that they were gathering a group of mobs, and they were really naive."

"There is no one to fight in such a huge Liyan Gate?" Wan Mochou's voice was extremely arrogant.

Echoes, Ji Xiu, Ji Rushan and the third elder had a blue and white complexion.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Wan Mochou's mouth.

Suddenly—

"Who said no?" A Shen Ran's voice rang in the distance.

Everyone's expression was shocked.

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