Chapter 899

Xiuzhen world.

A great war finally came to an end, which undoubtedly shocked everyone. The defeat of the five sects and the massacre of a large number of monks have deeply shocked all the people watching the war.

The emergence of the evil sect has deeply stimulated everyone's nerves, and the strength of the evil sect is beyond everyone's imagination. People never thought that the evil sect, which was originally hidden in people's impression, would become so terrible.

Now the evil sect has sounded an alarm for everyone, especially the weak friars, who feel the fear from the depths of their soul.

The evil blood ant separated and left, which gave the evil clan a chance to retreat, especially Yizhen, who was shaking his head and sighing at the retreat of the evil clan.

"Amitabha, benefactor, if nothing happens, I'll leave first." Yizhen came to say goodbye.

"Well!" Song Fei nodded silently, "I will be responsible for the affairs of the evil sect to the end. After you return to Leiyin temple, you must pay more attention to the trend of the evil sect. I'm afraid they will attack you."

"Yizhen will pay attention, and if Yizhen uses the Buddhist magic weapon left by our ancestors in Leiyin temple, he should be able to protect himself." Yizhen said in a deep voice.

"In that case, go back first. If you are in danger, be sure to inform me at the first time. This is the Chuan Yin jade slip. You take it." song Feidao.

Yizhen took the jade slip, folded his hands, bowed his head and said, "Amitabha, I'm leaving." after that, Yizhen stepped out step by step and used shenzutong to disappear in an instant, showing an amazing horror speed.

In the battlefield, the audience did not disperse. They still looked at the battlefield and waited for Song Fei's next move.

All the Optimus sword sects have withdrawn. Their departure has left a lot of bodies. At this moment, the five sects are bleeding.

Song Fei's eyes swept over the remaining Qingtian sword sect and others. All of them lowered their heads and dared not look at them.

Bi song was the last one to come back. When he came back, he was carrying a very beautiful woman with fiery red clothes, fairy like face and hot figure. She was a real proud girl. God gave her a beautiful appearance.

But now her face is covered with a layer of frost, and her face looks very pale. I don't know whether it's her practice or fear.

"Is it her? She has been practicing in the cultivation world in recent years." the appearance of this woman was recognized by everyone soon.

It is Murong snow with national beauty and natural fragrance.

Song Fei looked at Murong Xue and sighed. The woman was the fuse of his years of gratitude and resentment with the five sects.

Murong Xue looked at Song Fei, biting her teeth and humming coldly, "if you want to kill or cut, you're welcome."

Although the words were very hard, how could she have experienced such a situation? As early as she was carried by Bi song to Song Fei, her body couldn't help shaking violently, which they couldn't control.

Song Fei nodded silently. Up to now, it's superfluous to say anything, so he said to bi song, "kill!"

Song Fei nodded. He could not see any fluctuation on his face, as if he had been killing a chicken. His right hand was buckled on Murong Xue's head. The green mana in his hand condensed into branches and vines, went deep into Murong Xue's head, pierced her beautiful face, pierced her eyes, and then entered from other facial features. Soon, Murong Xue's head turned into a plant ball woven from vines.

"Ah! Kill me, please kill me, Yue Tianyu, I'm wrong, please kill me." Murong Xue was wailing, wailing miserably. Her divine consciousness was not destroyed, and she could easily see her ugly appearance, which had a violent impact on her soul.

Bi song is also cruel, because he knows the gratitude and resentment between this woman and the guild leader. If it weren't for her, the guild leader would encounter so many crises. All his hatred for Murong Xue can't be expressed in words.

Bi song wanted to torture her for thousands of years.

Several ancestors showed a sad look on their faces. They are the backbone of the sect. Such an experience can be said to be the incompetence of their generation.

"Kill me." Song Fei said faintly.

"Yes!" Bi song answered, and countless vines closed in an instant, pressing Murong Xue's unparalleled face into meat foam. Originally a beautiful woman like a fairy, now she has become a headless corpse.

All the hatred and resentment towards Murong Xue disappeared with her death.

Soon, Song Fei looked at the ancestors, pointed to them and said, "you people, it's your idea to attack our Qingtian sword sect this time, so you all deserve to die and belong to the list of must kill."

"What?" everyone was surprised, including the disciples of the five sects.

Yue Tianyu, should he kill all his ancestors?

This, too cruel.

The ancestors turned pale. A hot ancestor immediately wanted to scold, but he was stopped by Yiqing. Yiqing stopped in front of everyone and said to Yue Tianyu, "I'm the founder of wushizu Yizhen. This war is dominated by me. If you want to kill me, kill me alone."

"Brother Yiqing, fight with him." someone shouted.

"Fight." the ancestors were moved one after another and saw that a big war was about to break out.

Song Fei snorted coldly. His momentum broke out in an instant. A long gun became longer and swept out, directly sweeping all the ancestors away.

Song Fei Leng hum: "fight? Fight you, too?"

The ancestor of Sufei was smashed on the mountain, and the mountain was crushed.

The angry ancestors shot one after another, but they heard Yiqing yell: "Taoist brothers, please listen to me and focus on the overall situation."

The sound was like thunder, which blew in everyone's ears, which gathered everyone's grandparents' eyes and looked at Yizhen one after another.

After Yiqing achieved his goal, his body flew out again and hugged Yue Tianyu, "it's all my idea. If you want to kill me, kill me alone."

Song Fei cast his cold eyes on Yiqing and said faintly, "you are very responsible."

Yiqing smiled bitterly: "everything has nothing to do with them. Please forgive them. All the punishment will be imposed on me."

"If I don't kill you, the evil clan saved your life!" Song Fei snorted coldly. "The power of the evil clan has become stronger. Our Qingtian sword sect can resist the counterattack of the strong immortal level, but it can't stop countless evil god believers from killing creatures."

At the thought of tens of millions or even more believers lurking in the whole cultivation world, secretly killing and plundering creatures to sacrifice like mice, Song Fei felt a great headache. After all, it was not Ming Dao and Ming gun. Song Fei was still too few relying on the power of hundreds of people.

The area of the cultivation world is tens of thousands of times larger than that of the earth in previous lives. It can't stop the evil sect from killing creatures.

With Yiqing's wisdom, he couldn't hear the meaning in Song Fei's eyes. He immediately said, "I wushizong is also a famous sect. I have a responsibility to fight against the evil sect. Don't worry. As long as I live a day, I wushizong is the pawn to fight against the evil sect."

Song Fei said coldly, "OK, forgive me. I hope you can fight against the evil sect. If you find that you have taken refuge in the evil sect, I swear, your end will be very miserable. However, the death penalty is avoidable, and the life penalty is inevitable. Next, let's talk about compensation."