A moment later, Yang Yan and Li Bing's souls were completely swallowed by the Blood-Drinking Knife.

A red and an ice-blue Yuan Dan fell into He Wuhen's palm.

The protector of Guiyuan Sect and the two Martial Kings protectors were completely destroyed.

A system prompt sounded in He Wuhen's mind.

"Ding! Kill two first-level martial kings and gain experience value of 40,000 points."

Now he has 160,000 experience points, and he is still 740,000 experience away from being promoted to level 2 Martial King.

After putting the two Yuan Dans into the parcel space, he turned around and flew towards the Guiyuan Formation.

The dark yellow shield still stands in the sky, protecting the huge Guiyuan Sect Mountain Gate.

The passage opened by Yang Yan and Li Bing before was only eight feet long.

The shield is ten feet thick, and there are only two feet left to be opened.

As long as you penetrate the shield two meters behind, you can enter the interior of the Guiyuan Array.

As the Guiyuan Array was automatically activated again, the eight-meter-long passage was slowly closing.

He Wuhen held the blood-drinking knife without thinking and slashed it out.

"Vacuum breaks!"

Eighteen sword lights appeared, gathered into a red sword and stabbed into the passage.

"Bang!"

Amid the muffled sound, the Red Sword carried the violent impact force and blasted the dark yellow shield.

In the end, the two-foot-thick shield burst into countless pieces and completely cracked.

The ten-foot-thick shield was broken, and a wide passage appeared in front of He Wuhen.

"Swoosh!"

A green light flashed, and the little green dragon flew over in a flash and crashed into the broken passage.

He Wuhen stood on its back and rushed into the interior of the Guiyuan Formation with it.

In the Guiyuan Formation, above the thousands of feet high mountain peaks, the crowd was in an uproar and ran around in horror.

More than 800 disciples of Guiyuan Sect were scattered in the square halfway up the mountain, in various palaces on the top of the mountain.

The two guardians appeared before and faced He Wuhen, which made all the disciples excited.

As long as the disciples who have not practiced in seclusion, they all come out to watch the battle, looking forward to the scene where He Wuhen is killed by the two guardians.

However, within half a quarter of an hour, everyone's mood fell to the bottom, like falling into an ice cellar.

Everyone witnessed it with their own eyes that the two guardians were defeated, injured, and then killed.

He Wuhen's image immediately became extremely powerful and cruel.

Seeing him breaking into the Guiyuan Formation, he rushed to the mountain gate without restraint.

Everyone was trembling in fear, running around in panic, panic.

No one wants to die, and no one can muster up the courage to take out weapons to fight.

After all, even the two guardians of Guiyuan Sect, the protectors of Guiyuan Sect, were killed.

Who can stop He Wuhen?

No one!

The deputy leader, King Gui Xinwu, has been beaten and is treating his injuries. Two guardians were killed.

In the entire Guiyuan Sect, the only strong Martial King who may be able to stop He Wuhen is the only leader Lu Guiyuan!

But unfortunately, the head Lu Guiyuan was imprisoned forty years ago.

In order to reach the realm of the second-level Martial King, Lu Guiyuan has not appeared for forty years.

Even many outer disciples of Guiyuan Sect and young inner disciples have never seen Lu Guiyuan.

If Lu Guiyuan does not appear, He Wuhen is invincible!

So, when he flew to the peak of Guiyuan Sect in the little green dragon, he saw countless people fleeing in a panic.

More than 600 people gathered in the square halfway up the mountain.

These are all outer disciples of Guiyuan Sect, all with the strength of a martial arts realm.

He Wuhen flew over the square with the little green dragon and waved his hand to create a flame.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a surging flame poured down, covering the square of three hundred feet.

More than 600 disciples who had no time to escape all looked like earth, and their eyes fell into despair.

In their opinion, He Wuhen could easily kill everyone with just one move.

All of their six hundred disciples will be burned to ashes, and their corpses will remain.

But, just when everyone thought they were bound to die, a surprising scene appeared.

The surging flames did not pour out into the crowd.

The flames spread out, surrounding the square and condensed into a round flame shield.

The flame shield is like an upside down bowl, covering the square without any gaps.

The more than 600 disciples in the square were like ants covered by bowls, and they could not escape at all.

Everyone showed a look of surviving the disaster, patting their chests with relief, still in shock.

Everyone felt glad and was also confused when they were not killed by He Wuhen.

At this moment, He Wuhen's voice spread throughout the square.

"Take off your clothes and leave Guiyuan Sect, and spare you all the time!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

But soon someone took action and quickly took off the disciples of Guiyuan Sect and threw them on the ground.

Someone took the lead and someone immediately followed suit. In the blink of an eye, more than 500 disciples took off their clothes.

More than a hundred other people, hesitated and struggled for a while, most of them took off their clothes in a complicated mood.

However, there were more than 30 disciples left. Not only did they not take off their clothes, they instead pointed at He Wuhen in the sky and shouted loudly.

Such a scene made He Wuhen frown slightly.

He stretched out his right hand, as if he was stroking the sky, slowly passing over the flame shield.

Suddenly, more than thirty flame shield burst out from the huge flame shield.

"Swish swish swish!"

Thirty-six flames shot into the crowd like rain of arrows, accurately shooting the thirty-six disciples and grilling them into charcoal.

"I don't know how to live or die, hum!"

He Wuhen snorted coldly, then left the square and flew to the top of the mountain.

The people in the square were in a very complicated mood when they looked at the more than 30 disciples who were burned to charcoal.

The Xuanhuang world emphasizes respecting teachers and respecting Taoism. Even the people who took off their disciples' consorts just now had left Guiyuan Sect.

Although they were forced to do so, this was a trade-off at the moment of life and death.

However, even if they return to Yuan Sect in the future, their actions just now will undoubtedly be a rebellious act of betraying the sect.

Everyone was silent, standing in the square with complex expressions, looking at the top of the mountain through the red flame shield.

On the top of the mountain, there are more than 200 disciples scattered in various houses and palaces.

These people are all inner disciples of Guiyuan Sect, as well as deacons and elders.

Eighty percent of the people are senior martial artists, and the remaining more than 40 people are all in the realm of the Wuzong.

He Wuhen ignored these people and flew straight to the huge palace on the top of the mountain.

There is a platform with a magnificent magnificent radius on the top of the mountain, and a magnificent palace stands on the ground.

There are three big characters engraved on the palace gate, Guiyuan Palace!

There is no doubt that this is the core important place of Guiyuan Sect, where the head Lu Guiyuan and the guardians live.

For Guiyuan Sect, Guiyuan Hall is the most sacred and solemn place, and it is the forbidden place.

Without the permission of the head and guardian, no one is allowed to approach.

Seeing He Wuhen rushing towards him and flew straight into Guiyuan Palace, everyone was worried.

But they had no choice but to do anything. After all, no one could resist the powerful Martial King He Wuhen.

At this moment, a blue light lit up in Guiyuan Hall and soared into the sky.
To be continued...