Peerless God of War

"Gugu."

Chen Xiao swallowed hard several times, looking at the huge ice handprint less than ten feet away from him, with lingering fear, his face pale with fear.

This sneak attack came too fast and too fierce, and he had no time to react at all.

If Han Lian hadn't acted in time, he would have died. Thinking of this, in addition to being grateful to Han Lian, he hated the person who attacked him.

Who wants to hurt me?

His eyes were full of resentment, and he looked up at the sky.

The sudden change shocked everyone present and made them feel very nervous.

"What happened just now?"

"Tsk, the Blood Ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Sect actually attacked a casual cultivator, and was stopped by Han Lian. What's going on?"

"Can't you see? No one from the Heavenly Demon Sect survived this trip. The Blood Ancestor must have been mad."

"The evil and crooked ways deserve this retribution."

In the forbidden area, a group of cultivators kept talking. They didn't have a good face towards the Heavenly Demon Sect, and they were all waiting to see the show.

At this moment, on the side of the Immortal Weapon Sect, Mu Jianbai was extremely embarrassed. He stood cautiously beside a burly middle-aged male cultivator and whispered this.

"It was him. He killed Yi Changkong, and Zhong Kai's death was also related to him. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, it was probably related to him."

Mu Jianbai said sinisterly, full of hatred.

After listening to this, Mu Hu did not comment, and looked at Chen Xiao with a cold look.

He was really unsure of what kind of person this boy was. Not only was he incredibly powerful and had unlimited potential, but he also needed Han Lian's help to rescue him. Otherwise, the Blood Ancestor of the Demon Cult would have killed him with a palm strike.

The Demon Cult was so powerful that they dared to attack in the forbidden area and ignored the rules.

Humph, he will be in trouble later.

Seeing that Mu Hu had no reaction, Mu Jianbai quickly shut up and didn't dare to say anything more.

Suddenly, Mu Hu changed the subject, "How did Jingming die?"

"This..." Mu Jianbai's eyes evaded, a little scared, but he still bit the bullet and answered truthfully, "He died to protect me."

"Oh? Tell me, what happened?" Mu Hu's eyes turned cold and questioned.

"It's like this, at that time..."

At the moment, Mu Jianbai told the story in detail, not daring to hide anything.

At the same time, the same thing was happening again and again.

The sects and forces whose disciples came out alive were naturally cheering and excited.

But no one came out alive, and there was a gloomy cloud, constant wailing, and a sad scene.

There are mixed feelings in the world, even the most powerful cultivators are no exception.

On the spot, Han Lian's face was as cold as ice, and he said coldly: "Lianshan, someone broke the rules, and this is how you do it?"

"Humph, the people of the Heavenly Demon Sect don't know what's good for them, it seems that they have forgotten the rules we set together."

At this time, a thunderous sound resounded in the sky, and another Immortal Realm Fortress Commander spoke.

For a moment, four Immortal Realm auras crushed the bloody battle of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Lianshan shouted angrily, "Qingyan, you are so brave, you dare to attack a junior, it's really embarrassing, you stay today to set the record straight."

As he spoke, Lianshan took action directly.

As soon as he raised his hand, a terrifying formation appeared, covering the entire forbidden area, and all the cultivators present were trapped in the formation.

Then, a green hand condensed out, more than ten feet in size, and grabbed the Blood Ancestor of the Demon Sect in mid-air.

This hand was fierce and terrifying.

When the Demon Sect monks saw it, they were frightened and fled everywhere, but Qing Yan could not avoid it, because this palm was aimed at him.

Qing Yan's hair was flying, and he was intimidating without anger, laughing wildly, "Haha, come on, today I want to see the power of the Xuandan Sect's formation, watch the palm."

He did not retreat, raised his hand and slapped it.

Bang.

The two palms collided, disintegrated in an instant, canceled each other, and exploded with an astonishing shock wave, spreading out.

Qing Yan was repelled, covered his chest, and felt a pain in his chest, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

When the Demon Sect monks who were fleeing far away saw it, they were all shocked and at a loss.

"How could it be, the ancestor was injured, and he was defeated with just one blow? How is this possible?"

"Hiss, this is a big trouble, what should we do?"

"Let's run away quickly, Ran Qi and Junior Brother Qiu died in the God Tower, we should leave first, so as not to be angered."

"Yeah, that's right, let's go quickly, ancestor, wish you good luck."

Soon, all the Tianmo Sect monks reached a consensus, turned around and ran away without any hesitation.

After all, even Qing Yan, the Blood Ancestor, was defeated by a single blow, and was no match for Lian Shan's casual attack. They were just ordinary immortals, and their strength was far inferior to Qing Yan. It was useless to stay, so it was better to leave first.

You know, although the Tianmo Sect is one of the nine sects, its reputation is not very good.

If other monks seize the opportunity and attack them, it will be dangerous.

Moreover, because of the death of Ran Qi and Qiu Tianque, Qing Yan attacked a human descendant in front of so many cultivators. If Han Lian had not stopped him, he would have succeeded.

Qing Yan's action was a big taboo, and there would definitely be no good end for him.

Lian Shan saw it and continued to attack, shouting coldly, "Qing Yan, you should have expected this end, destroy."

A huge palm fell from the sky and grabbed Qing Yan again.

Qing Yan was startled and swung his palm. His bloody palm exuded a monstrous smell. It was like being in hell, with resentment and evil.

Bang.

There was another muffled sound, and Qing Yan's bloody palm was broken. His body suffered a backlash, and he was slapped and flew out.

Taking advantage of the situation, Qing Yan gritted his teeth, his body turned into blood, his eyes were full of madness, and he looked at Han Lian with a hint of provocation.

"Han, we will meet again. Next time I will definitely avenge this great vengeance."

As he spoke, Qing Yan's body quickly melted and turned into a pool of blood. He turned into thousands of blood rays, broke through the forbidden formation, and escaped.

When the other cultivators present saw it, their expressions were wonderful and extremely shocked.

"This is the Blood Demon Disintegration Technique of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Tsk, you are really willing to sacrifice yourself."

"To use this move, at least three thousand years of skills will be lost. Qing Yan has completely given up in order to survive."

"Hehe, didn't you see that? If it weren't for Lianshan's help, Qing Yan wouldn't even have the chance to use this secret technique."

Han Lian sneered at this.

Chen Xiao was a little worried when he saw it, "It's a pity that he escaped."

Han Lian said expressionlessly, "He can't escape."

"What?" Chen Xiao was shocked, and the next moment Han Lian disappeared in front of him.

Then, two monks, a man and a woman, walked towards him with a smile on their faces, and protected him by their sides, acting as door gods to prevent accidents.