In a moment, he turned into a beam of golden light, as fast as lightning, and caught up with Luo Minghai in the blink of an eye, blocking his way. At the same time, the Red Crow Sword followed closely behind, sealing Luo Minghai to death.
Minghai's retreat.
"Misstep." Tang Qian, who had been fighting Feng Lie, couldn't help but darken when he saw the battle situation on Luo Minghai's side. Now that Luo Minghai was timid, it was useless for him to continue fighting. Thinking of this, he immediately got rid of Feng Lie.
With a fierce attack, he quickly withdrew from the battle and flew towards the night sky. Feng Lie still wanted to pursue, but not far after he chased, he saw that Tang Qian was divided into three parts, turning into three identical Tang Qian, each heading towards different directions.
Feng Lie was not sure about the three choices and had to give up the idea of ​​continuing the pursuit.
Seeing Tang Qian escaping, Song He and Zou Xiong immediately lost their fighting spirit and hurriedly broke out. However, they were not Tang Qian, they were not that strong, and they did not have that many means. Moreover, Long Lingzi, Li Mengjie, and
Ling Xuejiu and others focused on the two of them, leaving them no chance to break out. At this time, Feng Lie had already rushed over. "We surrender." Seeing Feng Lie arriving,
Song He simply chose to surrender.
"Surrender?" Feng Lie sneered, "I don't agree." After saying that, he moved and quickly came to Song He and Zou Xiong. "What do you want to do?" Looking at Feng Lie with a cold face,
Song He suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart. Feng Lie snorted coldly, without saying a word, he directly made a fist and struck his Dantian.
Hearing two loud "bang bang" sounds, Song He and Zou Xiong's bodies were immediately knocked out by a strong blow from the wind. They fell heavily to the ground, with blood flowing from their mouths and their faces pale. "You..." Song
He clutched his abdomen, holding back the pain in his body, and looked at Feng Lie in disbelief, "Are you destroying my cultivation?"
"This is the consequence of going against the world of cultivation." Feng Lie said coldly. As he spoke, he turned his eyes to Leng Xuan and Luo Minghai.
Luo Minghai saw Feng Lie abolishing Song He and Zou Xiong's cultivation. Especially when he saw the pain on Song He's face, there was finally a trace of panic in his eyes. "Master Leng.
"He said, "As long as you can guarantee our safety, I am willing to lead Sunflower Gate to surrender."
"Master Luo, I think you have forgotten what I just said. You only have one chance. Since you didn't grasp it, don't blame me." Leng Xuan said coldly.
"As long as you are willing to let us go, I can agree to any conditions." Luo Minghai continued. Leng Xuan shook his head, "I said, even if you beg me, I will not change my mind." After finishing his words, he changed his mind.
He looked at Mr. Mo in the distance. The latter immediately understood and said in a deep voice: "Kill!" With one word, thousands of cultivators launched an offensive against the Sunflower Sect disciples again. After the previous battle, thousands of cultivators who were originally
Nearly half of the disciples of the Sunflower Sect have been lost, but the members of the major forces have not lost much. If they fight again at this moment, how can those exhausted Sunflower Sect disciples be their opponents? Suddenly, the battle situation became one-sided.
"Surrender, I surrender, I quit the Sunflower Sect, please let me live." I don't know when a voice suddenly sounded among the Sunflower Sect disciples. Soon, that voice became the common voice of the Sunflower Sect disciples. Look.
Facing those cultivators who were shouting to exit the Sunflower Gate, Luo Minghai's expression turned extremely ugly.