Huikong looked at Yang Fengshan calmly, as if he didn't care about Yang Fengshan's changes.

"Amitabha, Donor Yang still has some leeway at this moment, so why not turn around this morning and take refuge in the Holy Son?"

Yang Fengshan smiled coldly and cruelly.

"Even now, you monk is still saying some stupid things."

"Let me, Yang Fengshan, kill you first, and then I will destroy Patriarch Tiezhu."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Fengshan rushed towards Huikong.

At this moment.

The men and horses from the six Immortal Dao sects rushed to this place in no particular order.

Huang Qing from Lingxian City!

Zhao Tong of the Jade Dragon Sect!

True Dragon Gate has a long way to go!

Yang Xiao from Tianlong Sect!

Duan Yanfeng of the Duan family!

Pei Huan from the Valley of the Divine Lamp!

There are also the men and horses they each brought.

That’s all!

They came quickly, and felt the huge movement just now, so they quickened their pace.

When everyone saw the situation here, they all showed shock.

Yang Fengshan?

Chen Jinbei?

And Monk Huikong?

Why are they here?

And it seemed like there was a fight?

What is the situation now?

Everyone in the six directions was in a state of confusion.

When Yang Fengshan saw this, he laughed proudly.

"You are here just in time. I order you to take action immediately to destroy these traitors who do not know how to live or die!"
Chapter completed!