"Ah!" Suddenly, screams came from behind the six-person battle, and we saw Wang An, who had been defeated by Shangguan Ming'er, crazy slaughtering the peak warriors of the Southern Region Tongmai Realm.

Although these people are only at the peak of Tongmai Realm, they are elites in the Southern Region. Maybe in a few decades they will be the pillars of the Southern Region. If they were all killed here by Wang An, the Southern Region might not be able to recover their vitality within decades.

"Hahaha!" Wang An roared excitedly, "You trash, do you think that dozens of peak warriors at the Tongmai Realm can match me at the peak of the early stage of the Blood Refining Realm by joining forces? They are simply a group of trash!"

Shangguan Ming'er and the other five had extremely blue faces, but Wang Dong blocked them in front of them, so they could not go over and help.

"Bastard, have the ability to come to me!" Chen Gao growled angrily. A core disciple of Tiannan Sect was also hit by Wang An's leg and was seriously injured and dying on the spot. I don't know if I can survive.

Wang Dong glanced at Chen Gao indifferently, sneered, and said, "Don't be anxious, it's your turn soon, and don't be angry with us. What you want to be angry with is Changle. If it weren't for Changle, you wouldn't be punished like this."

With Wang Dong's strength, it was easy to deal with Shangguan Ming'er and the other five, but he did not kill him immediately. He had to torture the latter five slowly, otherwise he would not have the effect of venting anger if he killed him in one go.

At this moment, he saw Shangguan Ming'er and the other two extremely angry, and couldn't help but smile. This is the effect he wanted!

Jiang Wei and two other disciples of the Chi Sect were watching all this.

Having said that, the reason why the two disciples of the Chi Sect have not died until now is thanks to Shangguan Ming'er and the other five. If they hadn't tried their best to protect them, the Chi Sect would have been wiped out long ago except Jiang Wei.

"Senior Brother!" The disciple of the Chi Sect who had been slapped by Jiang Wei before was angry and blushed. He was saved by Tan Peng. However, now his senior brother brought people to deal with Tan Peng and others. Isn't this avenge of kindness?

"Huh?" Jiang Wei glanced at the junior brother beside him, as if he could see his junior brother's dissatisfaction. He shook his head and said, "You don't have to pay attention to it. Remember that you are disciples of the Chi Sect. Chen Gao and others have been here in the inheritance land for so long. They must have many treasures on them. If they kill them, then all these treasures will belong to us.

When we return to the Southern Region, it will take not a hundred years for our Chi Sect to stay away from the other four major sects. Who dares to disrespect our Chi Sect then?"

"But..." The disciple of the Chi Sect nodded slightly when he thought of the sect behind him, but when he saw that the people from the Southern Region were massacred in this way, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Nothing, remember that you are my disciple of Chi Sect. If I become the leader of Chi Sect in the future, then you will be the elder of Chi Sect!" Jiang Wei said coldly.

He is right. Once the core disciples of each sect grow up, they will be trained as sect leaders or elders. Jiang Wei is a core disciple in Chi Sect. If nothing unexpected happens, he is indeed very likely to become the sect leader of Chi Sect.

Of course, that's something decades later, and it can grow to that point.

The two disciples of Chiyun Sect next to him sighed and stopped persuading.

They have lived in the Chi Sect since they were young, and the Chi Sect is their home. What is more important than the home?

Jiang Wei smiled coldly and said to himself: "Changle, Changle, I don't know how you will feel when you see this scene."

As soon as he thought of this, suddenly the earth shook suddenly. Three simple old weapons and three extremely ragged books suddenly emerged from the snow peak on the left side of the battle between the crowd, and fell directly into the area where Wang An and many peak warriors of Tongmai Realm were located.

Everyone was stunned and their faces became ecstatic.

"Three top spiritual weapons and three secret books!" Wang Dong's face was happy. This was the Snowy Night Valley, and there were many treasures left over from the valley period. At this moment, these six items appeared from the snow peak, which were obviously ancient treasures.

These three top spiritual weapons are a big sword, a long stick, and a spear that looks weird.

As for the other three books, can the secret techniques in the Snow Night Valley be poor?

It is probably a spiritual-level high-level martial art or skill.

The six treasures in front of you, not to mention that the power of many sects such as the Southern Region will be enhanced, even the sects and families behind Wang Dong will be of great use.

"Xiao An, I've collected them all!" Wang Dong looked extremely happy. He never expected that he could get six ancient treasures while dealing with Shangguan Ming'er.

"Brother, all these things are ours, haha, do these wastes from the Southern Region still want to fight with us?" Wang An laughed loudly, swept away a warrior at the peak of Tongmai Realm. His figure flashed and in the blink of an eye he put all six items into the storage ring.

Shangguan Ming'er and others looked even more ugly when they saw this scene.

If it weren't for Wang Dong and the other two, then these six ancient treasures should be theirs. Now Jiang Wei brought two geniuses from the Wind and Thunder Realm to come here, and the treasures were stolen by the other party.

Jiang Wei, who saw this scene on the side, also raised his eyebrows. Six ancient treasures, the overall strength of the Chi Sect will be greatly improved if any of them are obtained.

"Senior Brother." Seeing Wang An taking away six ancient treasures, the two disciples of the Chi Sect next to Jiang Wei were also anxious.

"Don't worry, the battle is over soon. I'll ask for it. They should be given it to me." Although I really wanted to take away all six ancient treasures, Jiang Wei was not sure about dealing with Wang An, not to mention Wang Dong, who was at the peak of the middle stage of the Blood Refining Realm.

"Do you know you can ask Wang Dong and the others for it, but will they give you the ancient treasure?" The two disciples of Chiyun Sect looked at each other, and were a little worried.

At this moment, in the psychedelic array of the Snowy Night Valley.

"Little guy, my soul power can't be found at all!" Chang Le smiled bitterly. Could it be that he and the little bear have been trapped here?

Chang Le knew nothing about formations, but he knew that the formation had array eyes and array flags, but his soul power could not find the array eyes of the formation at all.

The little bear couldn't help but look annoyed on his face. It was a little regretful and far away from Changle, otherwise it would not have touched the psychedelic array.

The little bear was angry and grabbed it in front of him with a rumble. The scene around him suddenly changed, and they returned to the snowy night valley again.

"Ha, little guy, it's amazing." Chang Le noticed the change and couldn't help but give a thumbs up at the little bear. Unexpectedly, the little guy casually clawed and hit the eye of the psychedelic array.

He derived his soul power and wanted to check the situation around him. However, his face suddenly looked ugly, his face was full of anger, and his body ran forward like a cannonball: "Wang Dong!"

Wang Dong also showed a hearty smile on his face. He obtained these six ancient treasures. Even if he did not accept the inheritance, he would be sure to face the two major forces behind him when he returned to the Fenglei Realm and would even be valued by the sects and families.

"Xiao An, since you have obtained the ancient treasure, then fight quickly and don't waste your time." Wang Dong said with a faint smile. He suddenly attacked Shangguan Ming'er and the other five. This time he was not playing with the latter. The true energy of his dantian surged wildly, and a stream of cold air covered the surroundings. Even though it was already cold here, the temperature instantly dropped by dozens of degrees.

Shangguan Ming'er and the other two dared not be careless at all. Wang Dong's cultivation was already higher than theirs.

What's more, Wang Dong has also practiced the extremely powerful Xuanbing Art. His palm with all his strength, if he was a warrior in the early stage of the Blood Refining Realm, he would probably die on the spot when facing it.

"Da Peng Palm."

"The wind and waves." Shangguan Ming'er and the other five used their martial arts one after another, and the true energy of the Dantian surged and gave their all.

After all, Wang Dong's cultivation is much higher than the five, and even if the five people give their all, it will be difficult for them to resist.

With a few bangs, Wang Dong's palm quickly intersected with the attacks of Shangguan Ming'er and the other two.

The next moment, the latter five people spitted blood and rushed out to the rear. All five were spitting blood and their faces were pale.

"Brother, don't hide your strength. Now it's your turn!" Seeing Shangguan Ming'er and others being knocked away, Wang An saw that Wang Dong had not yet tried his best, otherwise the other five people could not stop it even if they had the full effort.

Wang An said, looking fiercely at Fu Shijian, Shi Gang, Zheng Ke and others.

"Die me!" Wang An smiled grimly and swept his legs towards Fu Shijian, who was closest to him. In his opinion, Fu Shijian was just the peak cultivation level of Tongmai Realm, but his opponent, so his legs were just a random blow.

But even if you have a random attack, your power is not something that ordinary warriors at the peak of Tongmai Realm can deal with.

Fu Shijian did not dare to be careless at all. He choked and immediately drew out the Qingbao Sword and attacked Wang An with one sword.

"Overbial power." Wang An couldn't help but sneer, with a very disdainful expression. However, the next moment, Wang An's face suddenly became surprised: "Hey, what kind of sword technique is this? It's so fast!"

The Qing Bao Sword slashed heavily on Wang An's leg, and a crisp sound rang out. Fu Shijian's body, which had a pale face, retreated backwards, and opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Fast and slow artistic conception." Wang An stared at Fu Shijian with a bad look and actually understood the fast artistic conception, which he had never expected.

Of course, even if Fu Shijian understands the artistic conception of speed and slowness, he is not Wang An's opponent, but this move failed to hurt Wang An, but it hurt him.

Feeling a faint pain from his thigh, Wang An's face was extremely hard to see.

He is a genius from the Wind and Thunder Realm, and he is at the peak of the Blood Refining Realm, but now he is hit by a small warrior at the peak of the Tongmai Realm and suffers thigh pain.

"Boy, go to death for me." Wang An roared and swept Shi Jian with one leg.

"Be careful." Chen Gao, Zheng Ke and others both changed their faces. They were willing to help Fu Shijian, but Wang An's attack speed was too fast and they couldn't get over.

A large amount of cold air surged out from Wang An's legs and rushed towards Fu Shijian like crazy.

Fu Shijian couldn't help but smile bitterly. Facing Wang An's full-strength attack, let alone him, even Chen Gao and others should treat it seriously.

There is no doubt that Fu Shijian will definitely die if he is hit by this leg!

"If I want me to die, I won't let you have a good time." Fu Shijian was about to fight to the death, and at this moment, the strong wind roared violently, and white mist rolled around, as if someone was stirring.

"Ah!" A figure rushed to Fu Shijian at an extremely fast speed, and then a bang, the figure hit Wang An's thigh with a punch. A crisp crack sound rang out, and Wang An's thigh was actually broken by the shadow.

Wang An's face was pale in an instant, and he screamed and threw his body out. His voice was extremely desolate, and his body was thrown in mid-air. The figure jumped and appeared on Wang An's body instantly, and then another punch hit him down.

"Ah! Ah!" Before he woke up from the severe pain of his leg break, Wang An was suddenly hit by another punch, feeling a huge force acting on him. He screamed, a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and his body was heavily hit into the snow pile.

The figure still did not let Wang An go. Seeing that Wang An was knocked into the snow pile, he jumped again and jumped in.

Immediately afterwards, dull sounds sounded from the snow pile, accompanied by Wang An's extremely desolate screams, which made everyone around him feel creepy.

Everyone was stunned. The figure suddenly appeared here just now, and then attacked Wang An. The speed was too fast. They didn't even know what was going on.

In the snow pile, Wang An's desolate and weak screams and unwilling roars: "Chang Le, you have the ability to kill me, kill me!"

"If you kill you, you will be so kind to you." Chang Le's hoarse voice rang out of the snow pile.

Changle? This is the sound of Changle.

"Chang Le is not dead! He has returned from the land of inheritance, he is not dead."

"Those two people lied to us. Chang Le was not dead at all. Not only was he not dead, he was also much stronger."

"Chang Le is so powerful. Even the peak warriors at the early stage of the Blood Refining Realm can't catch his punch."

Everyone was immediately ecstatic. At first, many people heard Wang An screaming at Chang Le's name, and they all felt a little unbelievable.

Didn’t Chang Le go to the Palace of Inheritance, can he still be alive?

The dangers of the inheritance land are doubtful. Not to mention the Changle of the Tongmai realm cultivation, even a martial artist who goes to the Blood Refining Realm will die.

But afterwards, they heard Chang Le's voice and they were sure that Chang Le's voice had not changed, especially Shangguan Ming'er and others, who could hear it as soon as they heard it.

"Chang Le is not dead, it's great, it's really great!" Shangguan Ming'er spoke excitedly and said incoherently.

Chen Gao and others also showed joy on their faces and looked at the snow pile intently.

Jiang Wei and Wang Dong have their faces turned pale. Chang Le is not dead yet?

But how is this possible? How could it be that he did not die after going to the Palace of Inheritance?

Jiang Wei was not only surprised by Chang Le's appearance, but also frightened.

His hatred with Chang Le cannot be resolved, especially when Wang Dong and Wang An found Chen Gao and others this time, but he brought it to him. So will Chang Le let him go?

Now that Wang An was beaten by Chang Le, he had no power to fight back, but Jiang Wei was not even a match for Wang An. It was easy for Chang Le to kill him.

"Stop!" Wang Dong was shocked and angry when he watched his younger brother beating by Chang Le.

What was shocked was that Chang Le was not dead. Not only was the aura of death also became much stronger. What was angry was that Chang Le actually beat his younger brother without hesitation.

Chang Le seemed to have never heard of it, and still kept punching, attacking Wang An in succession.

"Brother, save me!" Chang Le's strength was very well controlled. Each punch that would not make him die immediately on Wang An, but it would not make Wang An feel good. Wang An was not as good as death at this moment. It would be a shame that he would rather be killed by a punch than be beaten with such humiliation. (To be continued)
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