"Here, keep an eye on him!"
Li Fan left Chen Kui with Zhou Zhenguo, then turned and rushed forward.
Another battle awaits him.
Old Yang shouldn't have died here.
Even if it means death, he will wait until he has settled his scores with his enemies.
At this time, Li Fan was unaware that Zhou Dingtian was dead.
......
"Xiao Chen, I'm sorry!"
Zhou Zhenguo looked at Chen Kui with an apologetic expression.
He never intended to implicate Chen Kui in this battle.
But then, Chen Kui arrived.
There must have been some scheming by the Emperor himself.
Whether by choice or by force, Xiao Chen almost died again because of him.
"You know, what I want to hear isn't 'I'm sorry'!"
Seeing Zhou Zhenguo again, Chen Kui had mixed feelings.
He trusted this brother and was willing to come to his rescue, even if it meant risking his life.
But there's a hurdle in my heart that's not so easy to overcome.
Chen Kui wanted to know whether Zhou Zhenguo knew beforehand or had known all along that night four years ago.
"Four years ago, I fought to the very end!"
After Zhou Zhenguo finished speaking, Chen Kui breathed a sigh of relief, "Since that's the case, there's no need to be so fussy like a woman!"
"Keep an eye on this for me while I recover!"
After saying that, Chen Kui sat down cross-legged on the spot.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhenguo finally felt relieved.
Xiao Chen is still the same Xiao Chen!
Now, it's my turn to protect you.
A murderous aura surged within Zhou Zhenguo's chest.
The shackles within the body quietly shattered.
With the path of practice ahead, the rest will fall into place naturally.
......
Deep within the icy plains, a sea of blood hangs upside down in the air, supporting palaces.
Countless array patterns are carved on each palace.
The Yin Corpse Sect disciples, seated inside the hall, channeled their magical power into the palace, which was then transformed into blood-red light through array patterns and gathered into the sea of blood.
At this moment, a person stood on the palace in the center of the sea of blood.
That person was none other than Qin Xuanfeng, the newly appointed vice sect leader of the Yin Corpse Sect.
Holding the Great Shang Dragon Seal, he manipulated the great formation to seal off the battlefield below.
In the center of the battlefield, two figures were locked in a fierce battle.
Seeing that Chen Dongling was at a disadvantage, Qin Xuanfeng was not in a hurry to make a move.
He was waiting, waiting for Chen Dongling to die.
Once Chen Dongling dies, everything in the Yin Corpse Sect will be his.
As for the seriously injured Yang Dong, Qin Xuanfeng did not take him seriously.
Even if we slowly wear him down with the power of the great formation, we can still wear him down to death.
Qin Xuanfeng's expectations soon became a reality.
Chen Dongling, who had been persisting, suddenly froze in place.
Then, Yang Dong's sword cleaved him into pieces.
At the same time, the soul lamp placed in the main hall was officially extinguished.
"Ha ha ha ha!
Dead!
Chen Dongling is dead.
The Corpse Sect is mine now.
Qin Xuanfeng was overjoyed. At this moment, he didn't need to pretend or grovel to anyone.
He is the sole king of the Yin Corpse Sect.
"Disciples, listen to my command! Follow me and slay this scoundrel!"
The two who displayed the most valiant performance will be awarded the position of Vice Sect Master after the battle!
Qin Xuanfeng's voice echoed across the sky.
The palace complex was initially eerily silent.
Immediately afterwards, cheers erupted.
"Chen Qi obeys the order and is willing to serve as Qin Zongzhu's vanguard to slay this scoundrel!"
After the first fortune teller spoke, the remaining fortune tellers quickly followed suit and expressed their opinions.
The death of Chen Dongling was not even enough for them to observe half a second of silence.
After all, there are only two deputy sect leaders.
......
As the sea of blood pressed down, Yang Dong transformed into sword energy, roaming across the battlefield.
This time, however, he did not rush to take his opponent down with him, nor did he rush to attack. Instead, he switched to a defensive stance.
He was fully aware of everything that had just happened.
The leader of the Yin Corpse Sect is dead, and he didn't kill himself.
It seems that was just a smokescreen.
Fortunately, his original body was also killed.
This shows that they won on the other battlefield.
Now all he has to do is hold on until reinforcements arrive.
Qin Xuanfeng was unaware of his thoughts.
In his eyes, it was Yang Dong who killed Chen Dongling.
That's why he's not in a hurry.
Slowly wear him down, wear him down until he dies!
......
With their unspoken understanding, time passed by, second by second.
Fifty li south of the battlefield.
A figure descended from the sky and landed in the snow.
Looking at the palace floating in the sea of blood in the distance, Li Fan suddenly felt a sense of unease.
He hadn't expected that the Immortal Sect still possessed such formidable strength.
At the same time, he was also wondering if the so-called leader of the Yin Corpse Sect was mentally ill.
When you go out to fight, you don't bring your whole team?
However, these are no longer things I need to consider.
Old Yang's situation is not optimistic.
With that in mind, Li Fan began his charge.
......
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
The dull, drum-like sound of footsteps came from afar.
On the icy plains, a figure split the earth like a mountain-cleaving axe.
Its torrential force was like a downpour.
Sparks flew as the long sword in Li Fan's hand collided with the air.
His actions naturally caught Qin Xuanfeng's attention.
Then, Qin Xuanfeng laughed, "Are all martial artists this brave?"
"Sect Master Qin, Chen Qi requests permission to slay this fiend!"
The first of the demigods to agree flew out of the palace to request permission.
Chen Qi knelt on the ground, waiting for Qin Xuanfeng to speak.
The reason for stepping forward is, of course, to gain exposure.
They were invincible in the world, all relying on formations.
Who can truly leave an impression on Qin Xuanfeng?
But there is only one such reckless martial artist.
Killing him would make the credit a piece of the puzzle.
"Granted!"
Qin Xuanfeng waved his hand and agreed.
Chen Qi, that lackey, is really something else.
After this incident, he was promoted to vice sect leader.
The remaining group of semi-immortals were filled with resentment and regret.
How could they have missed such a great opportunity?
Chen Qi flew down from the sea of blood, channeling his magical power, and multicolored light appeared around him.
These radiant lights are all instruments of the Dharma.
Although he didn't think the martial artist posed a threat to him, it was always better to be cautious.
Fifty miles is nothing to Li Fan and Chen Qi.
When the distance between the two had been reduced to twenty miles, Chen Qi launched the first attack.
He flicked his fingers repeatedly, condensing his magic power into flying knives that shot out.
In the blink of an eye, a rain of flying knives shot towards Li Fan.
Just as the rain of knives was about to collide with Li Fan, the flying knives scattered like swimming fish, then attacked Li Fan from all directions.
Chen Qi's lips curled slightly, and his gaze toward Li Fan carried a hint of smugness.
Warriors are all just reckless fools.
With this one move, I can keep you busy and flustered.
But this is not the end, but the beginning.
Chen Qi was simultaneously manipulating the rain of blades and the magical artifact.
Amidst the colorful stream of light, a tower, a lamp, and a drum simultaneously flew out.
The stone tower swayed in the wind and instantly grew to a hundred meters tall. The array patterns on the tower body flickered, and it pressed down on Li Fan with the power of sealing.
At the same time, the drums sounded, and the chaotic sound waves transformed into a demonic sound that poured into Li Fan's ears.
The lamp was hanging upside down above Li Fan's head.
The tilted lamp oil was instantly ignited, turning into rolling lava that poured down.
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