Yang Fenghua screamed shrilly.

After decades of hard work, it was overturned! Not only was Yang Fenghua's heart bleeding, but his eyes were bleeding! He had a faint feeling that he might have been tricked by the immortal corpse.

But he didn't want to admit it and blamed Su Xuan for all this.

What made him most frustrated at this moment was that Su Xuan wanted to chase him! "Pfft!"

He vomited blood, but he had to run! If he wanted to survive, he had no choice but to run.

"Where to run!"

Su Xuan growled, and Wu Man caught up with him.

This time, I swear I won’t return it until I kill Yang Fenghua!…Four days later.

The ancestral land of the Shen family.

This is an extremely strong family.

The cultivation level of the ancestor of his family has reached the fifth level of spiritual master! And it is precisely because of this that the Shen family is famous far and wide.

As early as a hundred years ago, the Shen family was unknown! It can be said.

The glory of the Shen family belongs to the ancestors of the Shen family.

In a large courtyard.

The ancestor of the Shen family was lying comfortably, with several beautiful ladies around him serving him.

People in the world practice, some do it for fame and gain, and some do it for longevity... The ancestors of the Shen family do it for fame, gain and longevity, but while practicing hard, they are not stubborn and know how to enjoy themselves.

"I am at the fifth level of cultivation. Although I relied on the secret techniques of the Qixuan Sect, I am still strong enough.

The Shen family... can at least prosper for another hundred years because of me."

The ancestor of the Shen family smiled.

Suddenly.

"Shen Qingfeng, help me stop the evil cultivator behind me!"

A sharp shout echoed.

The ancestor of the Shen family sat up suddenly.

I saw a rather embarrassed Yang Fenghua rushing towards me from afar, with a cold and terrifying look on his face.

However, the fear deep in his eyes was difficult to hide.

The ancestor of the Shen family didn't notice it, but was a little suspicious.

Why is the mighty Qixuan Sect so embarrassed?

"Master Yang, what's going on?"

he shouted.

"Don't talk nonsense, just do it, and you will benefit from it afterwards!"

Yang Fenghua shouted loudly and flew past.

The ancestor of the Shen family was shocked.

"good."

He responded subconsciously.

He did not dare to offend Yang Fenghua.

And Qixuan Sect, he still has a lot to rely on.

At this moment, he didn't even have time to think about why Yang Fenghua was in such a mess and why he was here.

soon.

Su Xuan rushed over with a fierce look on his face.

"Bold maniac!"

The ancestor of the Shen family shouted loudly.

but.

"Get out! I am the evil lord, and the Qixuan Sect has been destroyed. If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

Su Xuan shouted sharply.

In the past few days, Yang Fenghua had been running away like crazy, and his speed was so terrifying that Su Xuan couldn't catch up for a while.

And he specially picked these family places to run.

Everywhere he went, he used his identity as the Qixuan Sect to threaten him and ask him to stop Su Xuan.

The collapse of the Qixuan Sect is still spreading, and has not spread throughout the Eastern Wasteland, and many forces are unaware of it.

Naturally, either to curry favor with Yang Fenghua or because they did not dare to disobey Yang Fenghua, many of them took action to stop Su Xuan.

In the past few days, Su Xuan has wiped out several families.

Ancestor of the Shen family: "..." Is this... is this possible?

He was a little horrified.

The next moment, Su Xuan burst out with terrifying evil intentions.

The ancestor of the Shen family was startled and hurriedly avoided it.

Su Xuan snorted coldly.

This is definitely more interesting.

He ignored it and chased Yang Fenghua away.

The ancestor of the Shen family was terrified.

Qixuan Sect... was really destroyed?

The ancestor of the Shen family went to investigate in shock.

At this moment, Yang Fenghua turned his head, with fear and a trace of despair in his eyes.

He knew that this method was no longer effective.

"No! I don't want to die! I, Yang Fenghua, will never be willing to die like this!"

He roared inwardly and his eyes became crazy.

He began to burn his essence and blood and ran forward wildly.

Here he goes, the Shanhe Sword Sect!...The vast Shanhe Sword Sect.

A man walks into the mountains, rivers and land where the bitter cold is no longer there.

When the monks around him saw it, they all lowered their heads in awe.

"Brother!"

They deeply worshiped this man who was as arrogant as a sword.

Just because he is a strong man from Shanhe Sword Sect! Just because of the sword robe between his eyebrows! The man walked by and ignored him at all.

He seems to be the loneliest and most arrogant sword in the world.

Everyone's expressions froze.

"Why are you so arrogant? He is not the only one in the Sword Sect!"

After the man walked away, many monks whispered angrily.

far away.

A sneer suddenly appeared on the man's indifferent face.

The Sword Sect is indeed more than just him.

But how many people in this generation are worthy of the title of real sword robe?

Sword robe... In this era, it has become synonymous with fame, wealth, and vanity, without any glory... The man's thoughts were flying, and he thought of the scene of the Xuanling Barrier in the past.

He is the Duanmu King's Tomb, the disciple of the Sword Sect who blocked Su Xuan from entering the Eastern Wasteland.

That year, he saw the real sword robe.

As he walked, he suddenly paused.

In the distance is the Sword Prison.

There.

Jian Beichen’s master Yongzhen is among them! Every year when the snow falls, the Duanmu King’s Tomb will come here to toast a glass of wine.

Because many sword cultivators in the Sword Prison are real sword cultivators.

"In this life, I want to become a sword robe like Senior Beichen and reshape the mountains and rivers."
Chapter completed!