All of a sudden, all the strong men of Qingyun Sect rushed over.
There are more than a dozen gods, hundreds of Nascent Souls, and thousands of Golden Cores.
Such a lineup was like an ancient sacred mountain, pressing down on the people of Wuxiang Valley, frightening the disciples of Wuxiang Valley so much that their faces turned extremely pale.
"I'll say it one last time. If you don't want to die, leave now." Ye Han shouted again and then rushed down.
As soon as these words came out.
The disciples of Wuxiang Valley no longer dared to hesitate and all fled in all directions.
Even Ye Wucheng is unable to stop it now.
Soon, the war broke out.
Endless roars sounded in Wuxiang Valley.
Shouts and sounds of killing.
Roar.
The roars continued to ring out. Under the attack of the powerful men from Qingyun Sect, the people from Wuxiang Valley were unable to resist at all and chose to flee.
Not long.
The only ones left in the entire Wuxiang Valley are Xuetian Saint Son and Ye Wucheng.
Looking at the powerful men all over the sky.
Their faces were extremely pale.
"Ye Han, do you really want to kill us all?" Ye Wucheng roared angrily.
"Kill them all?"
Ye Han's face was icy cold. "When you first came to my Tianlan Territory, did you ever think that this day would come?"
"I....."
Ye Wucheng looked unhappy, but he didn't know how to refute.
"Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. Don't look down on the young and poor. I said at the beginning that one day, I would come to visit you in person, so today, please get on your way."
"kill!"
Boom!
Ye Han grabbed with his big hand.
I saw a huge hand falling directly from the sky.
Star-picking hands.
It is one of the unique skills of the Star Pavilion.
boom!
The huge hand fell, shocking the entire world. At the same time, others also launched their attacks at this moment.
Just a few seconds.
Ye Wucheng was overwhelmed by endless attacks.
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