Chapter 8 The Great Disaster of the Forgotten Immortal Sect
"Great Elder!"
Wu Ling'er and others exclaimed and shouted.
Han Yan fell from the sky and walked slowly with a sneer in his hand, Yang Yang Sword.
Wu Ling'er frowned, and a trace of determination flashed across his face:
"Protect the Great Elder!"
"yes!"
The disciples shouted resolutely and protected Lu Lingchun.
"It's ridiculous that you ants still want to protect others."
Han Yan smiled coldly and waved the Yang Sword in his hand.
Bang bang bang!
Dozens of heads fell to the ground.
Seeing Han Yan with such terrifying fighting prowess, Wu Ling'er and others had already felt fear in their hearts, and cold sweat was dripping from their foreheads.
Every time Han Yan took a step forward, ten of the remaining disciples of the Wangxian Sect were lost.
"Ling'er, please step back!"
Lu Lingchun said with a pale face.
If Han Yan continues to kill like this, the Wangxian Sect will be wiped out by him alone without even offering a stick of incense.
Wu Ling'er said nothing, the determination in her beautiful eyes replaced all answers.
"Burn."
Lu Lingchun murmured softly.
boom!
A muffled thunder exploded from the sky, and majestic spiritual power filled Lu Lingchun's entire body.
Seeing this scene, Han Yan was horrified and shouted: "Lu Lingchun, you are crazy! You actually burned your longevity!"
Lu Lingchun closed his eyes tightly and said nothing, but the cultivation level in his body was constantly rising.
She was originally at the third level of the Soul-Nursing Realm, but now she has broken through to the fourth level of the Soul-Nursing Realm.
The fifth level of spiritual nourishment realm.
The sixth level of the Soul-nurturing Realm.
…
In the end, Lu Lingchun's cultivation stopped at the seventh level of the Soul-nurturing Realm.
Lu Lingchun slowly opened his eyes and looked at Han Yan with murderous eyes: "Old dog, are you ready to be buried with the disciples of the Forgotten Immortal Sect?"
Sensing Lu Lingchun's aura, Han Yan gritted his teeth angrily. He was originally at the sixth level of the Soul-nurturing Realm.
Even though he and Lu Lingchun were only one level apart now, this level was enough to kill Han Yan.
"Let's see how long you can hold on!"
Han Yan immediately retreated and refused to confront the opponent head-on.
After a cup of tea.
The two only fought three times. When Han Yan was at a disadvantage, Lu Lingchun frowned and his spiritual power began to backfire.
no!
We can't delay it any longer, we must die together with Han Yan within a stick of incense!
But how could Han Yan fight her head-on? All he had to do was drag Lu Lingchun to death.
"Ye Chen, Sword Chi, the remnants of the Forgotten Immortal Sect will be left to you!"
After saying that, Han Yan soared into the sky and flew away into the distance.
Lu Lingchun immediately chased after him, and the afterimages of the two people in the sky kept appearing.
While Wu Ling'er and others were looking at the sky absentmindedly, a young man in white walked towards Wu Ling'er with an evil smile.
"My lovely little junior sister, do you miss your senior brother?"
The person speaking was none other than Ye Chen, the first of the seven sons of the Forgotten Immortal Sect!
Wu Ling'er glared at Ye Chen and squeezed out each word through his teeth: "Traitor, I will kill you with the sword today."
Long ago, Wu Ling'er saw that this senior brother was not reliable.
On weekdays, he relied on the favor of the great elder to do evil things, and even made two female disciples in the sect pregnant.
In the end, the two female disciples were expelled from the sect by him. Such scum made Wu Ling'er feel disgusted even if he said a word to him.
He knew clearly that Wu Ling'er was scolding him, but Ye Chen seemed to hear praise.
Looking at Wu Ling'er, he smiled lewdly and said: "My good junior sister, I advise you not to resist, otherwise, if senior brother strikes too hard, it will be bad for your delicate skin."
Saying that, Ye Chen instantly appeared next to Wu Ling'er, stretched out his hand to lift up a strand of her hair, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, with a look of intoxication on his face.
Haha, it is indeed Hina!
He had long been tired of staying in the Wangxian Sect, if he hadn't wanted to get Luo Qingcheng and Wu Ling'er.
With his qualifications, Ye Chen would have left long ago.
However, Wu Ling'er is destined to fall into his hands now.
"Your pure body is just right to be my cauldron! Hehe!"