"How is that possible?"

Zhang Yan was cut in half by Qin Fei, and shocked the dozen black witch disciples not far away.

Among the many elders of the Black Witch Sect, even if Zhang Yan is not ranked first, he can still rank in the top three. In addition, the leader of the Black Witch Sect has now used secret techniques to enhance the strength of all Black Witch disciples.

According to the leader of the Black Witch Sect, Zhang Yan took all his strength, and even the great real person in the God Refining Realm must deal with it seriously.

However, in the hands of this young man in front of him, he became a soul of the dead with one move?

"Run!"

I don’t know who shouted in panic. All the disciples of the Black Witch Sect were about to run away. Even Zhang Yan was cut off by Qin Fei, and they were even weaker.

"snort."

Qin Fei snorted coldly. He also smelled the smell of the evil secret technique on these people, his eyes showed a hint of disgust, and he waved it casually.

The golden light flew past everyone's eyes, and sent more than a dozen Black Witch disciples who turned around and ran past their chests. The figures fell down one by one, all lying in a pool of blood.

Even if they are not dead now, when Qin Fei kills the Black Witch Sect, they will not be able to escape the fate of returning to the West.

Qin Fei walked to the elder Han Jin whose arm was swallowed, put his palm on his shoulder, and passed it over with a mouthful of true energy.

The next moment, Elder Han Jin's arm slowly grew muscle tissue and bones in the face of many horrifying eyes, and finally it seemed to be rejuvenated and his arms were as intact as before.

Seeing this scene, all the elders and disciples of Qingteng Valley turned their eyes to Qin Fei again, with deeper respect and fear in their eyes.

Two moves to destroy the elders and disciples of the Black Witch Sect who came to find trouble, and then reproduced the muscle regeneration technique, which was like an immortal living.

Even the ancestor of the Qingteng Ancient Creation School hundreds of years ago could not achieve the level of Qin Fei that makes the bones grow quickly.

"Immortal Master, what are you going to do next?"

Only Master Qingteng and Zhong Ling'er were not surprised at all by everything in front of him. Even the top three giants on the European God List were in a mess at Qin Fei's hands. What was Zhang Yan's mere peak magic?

Qin Fei's eyes turned to the other direction of Qingteng Valley, and an elusive smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "What should I do? Of course I was invited to participate in the Heiwu Sect's Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony."

Just now

When Zhang Yan was split in two by Qin Fei in Qingteng Valley, a light and dark oil lamp was completely extinguished in a ancestral hall three hundred kilometers away from Qingteng Valley.

Seeing this situation, a black-clad Miao man guarding the ancestral hall suddenly turned pale and rushed out as if he was flying.

A moment later, noisy footsteps sounded outside the ancestral hall, from far to near, and finally arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

The person at the front was burly, wearing a noble seedling suit with ink and gold, a black face and a crescent-shaped decoration above his head.

Many old men behind him were wearing ordinary black seedling suits, and at this moment, a look of fear and vibration appeared on their faces.

"Zhang Yan's soul lamp is out? Why is this happening?" An old man who had just arrived said in surprise.

He was still resting at his home in the village, but he didn't expect to receive a notice from the sect leader, asking all the elders to gather in the ancestral hall.

After arriving at the ancestral hall, he was shocked to find that the soul lamp of Zhang Yan, one of the three elders, had actually been extinguished.

"Can there be a problem with the soul lamp?" the elder next to him asked in a low voice.

Immediately someone yelled in a low voice: "Nonsense! The soul lamp is made of a secret technique left by the ancestor. Unless the owner of the soul lamp dies, even the ten-level strong wind cannot be blown away."

"Is Zhang Yan dead?"

Among the entire sect, Zhang Yan is one of the top three elders. His strength is in the late stage of magic and is comparable to the other two elders.

"No way? There are only a handful of people who can easily kill him in the entire southwest underground world. What's more, Zhang Yan now has the ghost talisman given by the sect leader. His strength is comparable to that of the Grandmaster and the Great Real Person. Even if he can't beat him, he can escape. How could he be?"

Someone said in a dismay.

The middle-aged man in the black gold seedling suit at the front glanced at the soul lamp and his voice was cold: "The soul lamp is gone, the wick is broken, Zhang Yan has even wiped out his soul."

Hearing this, the elders in the entire ancestral hall all felt a chill, and even their souls were wiped out. The enemy's methods were really strong and ruthless.

"Where has Zhang Yan been?" the middle-aged man turned his head and asked.

"Return to the sect master, Zhang Yan went to Qingteng Valley and invited the valley master Qingteng to come to participate in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven." Someone immediately stepped forward and answered.

"green

Master Fuji? Could it be him?"

The middle-aged man frowned suddenly, then shook his head slightly: "Impossible, he is a master of martial arts. Even if he kills Zhang Yan, how could he crush his soul?"

"Sect Master, what should we do?" someone behind the middle-aged man couldn't help but ask.

The ceremony of worshiping the sky is about to be held. Thousands of practitioners and warriors who came from all over China and Southeast Asia have been received. Unexpectedly, such a serious incident has happened now.

If it were normal, the sect would definitely send a spy out to inquire. Whoever killed Zhang Yan would naturally have to pay his blood debt.

"Everything will be as usual. After the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven is over, the sect leader will personally go to Qingteng Valley." The middle-aged man turned around and walked out of the ancestral hall, and could not see the joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness under the black mask.

"yes!"

The elders obeyed the order and had to conversely observe a moment of silence for Zhang Yan in their hearts. First, his son Zhang Qing disappeared, but now even Zhang Yan himself has been destroyed. If the murderer can be found, they will definitely pay back the blood debt for this old friend.

Qin Fei and Zhou Qianyu did not know the location of the Black Witch Sect, so Zhong Ling'er took the two of them to leave Qingteng Mountain together.

"Sir, it's 300 kilometers from here to the Black Witch Sect. It usually takes about a day for even an internal martial artist to hurry on his way."

Zhong Ling'er stood at the entrance of Qingteng Valley and said softly to Qin Fei.

Qin Fei shook his head slightly: "It won't take that long, it will take half a day."

After he finished speaking, the Qiankun gourd on his waist flashed with a clear sound of swords.

Then, Zhu Jiuyin carried Qin Fei and the other two, like a small private plane, to the depths of the 100,000 mountains.

"Sir, a few kilometers away from the Heiwu Gate, there is a place called Tongzi Town, which is the Sanno area on the border of Yun Province. We can go there to rest first."

Zhong Ling'er sat on Zhu Jiuyin Sword and flew for a long time. Seeing that the scenery below became more and more familiar, she knew that they were about to arrive at the territory of the Black Witch Sect, so she said loudly.

Qin Fei nodded, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven will begin tomorrow, so he doesn't need to worry.
Chapter completed!