The tentacles retreated, and the old sect leader disappeared, swallowing his broken hand, and now it was actually glowing. The powerful aura was released from his hands, and it was endlessly broken. The vastness seemed to face the sea, representing an incredible state.

Is this the strength of the Emperor's sword cultivator? Han Zhengyang took a deep breath and raised his hand and grabbed it forward!

Smack

The broken hand instantly held him back, and the tentacles came out again, wrapping around Han Zhengyang's palm, and the flesh and blood quickly rotted in the place where they came into contact.

His face turned pale, and a large bead of sweat appeared on his forehead. Han Zhengyang did not move at all. He watched these tentacles rot and flesh and blood, and then merged into it bit by bit.

"ah!"

Han Zhengyang roared in pain, and black texture appeared under the skin of his neck, spreading upwards and finally spread throughout his face.

His eyes turned scarlet at this moment, and he struggled, and in fear, he was filled with violent and destructive meaning.

"No!"

"Not that!"

Han Zhengyang staggered and tried to tear off the broken hand, but it had merged into flesh and blood and became one with him. Destruction desire impacted his mind, and his consciousness was constantly blurred. He had already expected that his final outcome would be controlled by the broken hand, becoming a walking corpse who only knew how to kill and destroy.

But, why is this happening?

The Hanfrost Sword Sect has been in charge for countless years and has been waiting for countless years to get the seal and break through the limits of the celestial beings on the sword cultivator.

But in the end, I actually waited for such an ending.

"I'm not willing!"

Han Zhengyang let out his last shrill roar, and fell to the ground with a "bang". His body twitched from time to time. He could clearly hear the roar of flesh and blood coming from his body.

A moment later, Han Zhengyang's body floated up from the ground by itself. The black texture on his face has now disappeared, but those eyes are a little more scarlet than before.

It is like a blood prison abyss, representing endless destruction, which can swallow up all things between heaven and earth.

He raised his left hand and looked down at him. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a hint of satisfaction. This carrier is not bad, but the only shame is that it is actually a man.

Frowning, Han Zhengyang raised his hand and pulled it down. With the "crackling" sound, the blood immediately dyed his lower robe red.

Han Zhengyang's face did not change at all, and his eyebrows were stretched out, which made him feel much more comfortable.

After wiping his chest twice, he stepped towards the outsider, bleeding all the way, leaving a string of bloody footprints on the ground.

After leaving the cave on the abdomen of the mountain, Han Zhengyang waved his sleeves and untie the large formation outside the mountain. The sword cultivator of the Hanfrost Sword Sect, who had been in chaos, was anxious outside the sword peak like an ant on a hot pan.

Seeing the sword formation untied, his face was happy, but at the next moment, he fell into a stiffness.

At first glance, they saw outside the Jian Peak, with a look of pain. The fourteen corpses who fell to the ground and had become mummies looked at their clothes. They were the fourteen elders whose soul lamp suddenly went out in the ancestor's hall.

Then, I saw the sect leader whose lower body was bleeding like a red eyes like an evil ghost in hell, staring at them with a strange smile.

"What happened to the sect...the sect leader...?" An elder of the Sword Sect who survived by luck spoke pale.

Han Zhengyang smiled slightly, "I am a little hungry, so I can fill my stomach with them, but unfortunately I am not full yet. What do you think should I do?"

The elder stared wide and looked furious, "The Sect Master is deviled! Everyone, immediately withdraw from the Sword Peak..." He had only had time to say halfway.

puff

The sound of flesh and blood tearing clearly reached everyone's ears. Han Zhengyang's figure appeared in front of the elder, holding a beating heart in his hand.

Blood was spewed out from the wound on the opposite chest, soaking Han Zhengyang's body, and the blood dripped along the corner of his clothes.

He raised his hand and took a bite. Han Zhengyang chewed the sweetness, enjoying himself with satisfaction. A beating heart fell into his stomach in just a few bites.

"Ah! Escape!"

"The Sect Master is crazy!"

"Hurry, open the sword formation and block the main peak!"

Cold frost

The Sword Sect is in chaos.

Han Zhengyang licked the corner of his mouth, stained with blood, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and with a "pop", the Han Frost Sword Sect formation completely blocked the inside and outside.

"What are you running away? This sect is not full yet, come here for me!"

With a grim smile, Han Zhengyang reached out and grabbed it. A sword cultivator of the Hanfrost Sword Sect fell directly into his hand. He bit his neck and swallowed in his throat with a big mouthful of "gudong Gudong". The sword cultivator who screamed in pain and became a mummy after a few breaths.

He threw it away, reached out and grabbed a sword cultivator, repeating his previous movement.

"My Hanfrost Sword Sect, the hard work of ancestors of all generations, is destroyed today!"

"Han Zhengyang, wake up quickly! Otherwise you will be the eternal sinner of the Hanfrost Sword Sect!"

"The sect leader is completely crazy. Please help. Come and ask the sword master for help!"

After devouring more than a dozen sword cultivators in succession, Han Zhengyang threw away the mummy and showed a cheerful smile on his face. That's right, it was this kind of taste. The wailing and screaming of the sword cultivators, combined with the sweet and delicious flesh and blood, was a great enjoyment.

But the efficiency of doing this is too low.

Han Zhengyang opened his blood-red eyes and swept over the sword cultivators who had nowhere to escape in the Hanfrost Sword Sect, and showed a strange smile.

"Today, none of you can escape!"

He raised his hand, spread his arms, and countless blood-colored sword shadows flew out of his body, chasing the sword cultivator of the fleeing Hanfrost Sword Sect.

puff

A sword cultivator was pierced through his chest by the sword shadow. In an instant, all his flesh and blood were plundered, turning into a mummy, and hitting heavily on the ground. The sword shadow that broke out of his chest was obviously more solid and the scarlet became deeper.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Eat, eat!"

"Babys, all the sword cultivators in front of you are your sacrifices!"

Han Zhengyang laughed wildly, echoing constantly between the world.

...

Outside the Sword Prison.

The sword breath burst out like a tide, and the face of Dongshan Sword Master, whose face was as deep as water, suddenly changed his face.

After a moment of hesitation, he took out a piece of communication jade slip and explored it into it with his divine thoughts.

The next moment, his eyes suddenly widened, revealing a sense of horror.

After a glance at Qin Yu, the Dongshan Sword Master turned around and left, instantly turned into a sword shadow and rushed into the sky. This scene made the sword cultivators from all sides who were looking forward to the top of the road in their hearts, almost broke their waists.

If the Dongshan Sword Lord hadn't had a strong strength and a bad temper, he would have been cursing now. What does the dog say mean? We have been waiting for so long and have been brewing these emotions, and you can leave without saying hello!

Of course, as I said just now, I just thought about this idea.

All the sword cultivators knew very well that the Dongshan Sword Master's face changed drastically and he left without hesitation. Something must have happened.

But now, is there anything more important in Yanran Mountain than the sword prison being out of control? After this made everyone feel distracted, it became heavier again.

Well...just look at the direction where the Dongshan Sword Lord went just now, it seemed that the Hanfrost Sword Sect was located.

Since the Sword Prison was opened, even a heavyweight sword cultivator in the Hanfrost Sword Sect has not come, which is abnormal in itself.

Could it be that something happened to the Hanfrost Sword Sect?

This thought flashed through everyone's hearts, and the sound of swords breaking through the air, and "rumbling" sounded above the head, like countless thunders exploded.

The speed of lightning all the way twists and breaks the space, forming a straight trace that is visible to the naked eye.

"Hunyuan Sword Lord!"

"That's right, only the Hunyuan Sword Technique can open up space channels to achieve the goal of rushing quickly."

“What the hell is going on?”

Before everyone could wait for everyone to come back to their senses from the scene of the Hunyuan Sword Lord passing by, the sword sounded again. This time, a faint purple color instantly penetrated the sky above his head, and disappeared without a trace in a flash.

In terms of movement and stillness, it is not as fast as the Master of Hunyuan Sword, but it is a little faster. A long distance away, you can still feel the releasing sword breath from it.

"Master of Purple Illusion Sword!"

Outside the sword prison, he fell into a dead silence.

The three sword masters rushed to the same time

Where the Hanfrost Sword Sect is located, coupled with the anxiousness and anxiety they showed.

Something happened, something must have happened!

Qin Yu looked up and looked at the three sword masters. His eyes flashed slightly in the direction he was going.

It's her!

Although I didn't have much contact and only met once, I had a close-up jade warm fragrance and hugged her for a while. Qin Yu was still a little familiar with Feifei's breath.

Although it was far apart, this breath was now powerful and violent, and he still noticed some traces.

"Ruru, I know you're here, what's going on? Now I have time, please explain it quickly."

Qin Yu lowered his voice.

A brief pause, a calm voice rang in my ears, "Big White Goose... Well, it's Bai Feifei, she is taking revenge now."
To be continued...