It was at this time that thunder exploded not far away, accompanied by angry shouts.

"Yan Lingjiao, if you dare to betray the sect and join forces with evil spirits, you will surely die."

"Lingjiao, stop it! We have been sisters for so many years, how could you... ah..."

When Bingchen saw this, he grinned, then ignored the situation on Yan Lingjiao's side and charged towards Nahe Valley again.

The banging and muffled sounds continued, and the screams continued. Bingchen and He Gu fought hand to hand, punching to the flesh, often leaving a punch mark on the opponent's body that was difficult to recover with just one punch.

In less than three minutes, with He Gu's last shrill scream, his body flew out and fell heavily to the ground, no longer alive at all.

"ah!"

A scream followed soon after, and Bingchen subconsciously looked towards Yan Lingjiao. He saw her blood stained in the sky, her body weak and falling backwards. The second senior brother clutched his chest tightly, holding the dying woman with one hand.

A woman.

"Bitch!"

With an angry shout, the second senior brother tried his best to slash at Yan Lingjiao with his sword.

"snort!"

With a cold snort, Bingchen turned into blood and approached Yan Lingjiao in a moment.

"break!"

With a soft drink, Bing Chen blasted out with a palm. The sword glow was like tofu and instantly collapsed, making it vulnerable to a single blow.

"impossible!"

The second senior brother subconsciously shouted in surprise, with a look of horror on his face. Even though he was at the end of his sword, it was impossible for his full sword to be broken by his palm so easily.

Bingchen smiled mockingly.

As everyone knows, his palm just now contained some elemental energy. Not to mention that the opponent was only in the early stage of concentration, or even in the middle stage of concentration, so he might not be able to resist it.

Holding Yan Lingjiao in his arms, Bingchen waved his other hand at the same time, and three points of cold light shot out instantly.

The second senior brother was startled, shouted low, and slashed away with the long sword in his hand. However, the next moment, he felt a chill invade his body. Within a moment, all his remaining spiritual power was sealed, and he lost control of his body and fell down.

On the ground.

"Ahem!"

After coughing twice, Bingchen covered his chest with his hands and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Glancing at Yan Lingjiao, whose face was bloodless and half of her clothes were stained with blood, Bingchen grinned and said, "Well done."

"Return...my...master...father!" Yan Lingjiao said weakly.

"Okay!" Bingchen grinned.

Immediately, Bingchen shouted: "Zhuo Qianling!"
Chapter completed!