"They took action!" With Murong Xueer's scream, dozens of cultivators scattered around launched an attack almost at the same time.

For a moment, several streams of light appeared in the night sky again, like the Yangtze River flowing towards the Wanjian Returning Sect formation.

At the same time, the disciples of Wanjian Sect also worked together to activate the entire formation and bravely went up.

As for Qin Chuan and others below, they were staring at this scene and waiting to see.

boom!

Finally, the attack of dozens of cultivators hit the sword tip of the formation eye of the Wanjian Guizong Formation. The impact of huge power made countless Wanjian Sect disciples in the formation shaking, and several of them had low cultivation levels could not control them and fell from mid-air.

In this way, the entire formation was missing the people who defended the formation in a direction, and there were even more flaws. Before everyone could adjust the formation again, the opponent's men launched a new round of attacks.

Amid the howling sound of the sword energy of the Zongheng sword, Qin Chuan vaguely heard the shouts of the disciples of the Wanjian Sect, but the fierce attack immediately annihilated all of this.

The giant sword that lies across the sky began to slowly dissipate from the tip of the sword to the body of the sword and then to the hilt of the sword.

The opponent seized the opportunity and bombarded several times in succession. During this period, disciples who were defending the formation kept falling from mid-air. For each person missing, the power of the formation was sharply reduced by one point.

After about one stick of incense, the entire Ten Thousand Sword Guizong sword formation had become messy, and the giant sword disappeared invisible. Most of the disciples of Ten Thousand Sword Sect were either dead or injured, and they landed one after another.

But before they could take a breath, dozens of people from the other side immediately came to kill and landed around them, surrounding the injured disciples of Wanjianmen.

An old man lying on the ground stood up barely with a long sword. He was covered in blood, and his white beard was covered in blood. But he was standing there like a mountain, with his eyes full of unwillingness.

"Old Master Tang, it seems that the Wanjian Guizong of your Wanjian Sect is just like this!" A young man took a step, glanced at the old man, and chuckled, "I looked up to you."

The old man named Tang said angrily: "It's a pity that the disciples in our sect were attacked and were secretly poisoned and slaughtered by you. Otherwise, just a few dozen people of you could destroy my Wanjian Sect?"

His voice was full of reluctance and anger, and fire almost spurted out from his tiger eyes.

"Yes, if you didn't have your people as your inner support, we wouldn't have succeeded in such a short time." The young man's face was full of smug smile and said, "Mr. Tang, you may not know until now, right?"

As he said that, he snapped his fingers and walked out alone behind him.

When the old man surnamed Tang saw this person, his whole body was shocked.

The young man chuckled and said, "Old man, you should know this person, right?"

"Ye Yifan!" The old man said tremblingly: "You... are you..."

"Yes, if Brother Ye wasn't an insider this time, how could thousands of disciples from your Wanjian Sect be poisoned at the same time?" The young man's face was smug and said, "The Nine Yin Yellow Springs dispersed, and a drop could destroy the city. How could a few thousand people become a climate?"

The old man was so angry that his whole body was trembling, his eyes glared at the other person, and he couldn't say a word.

The Nine Yin Huangquan San is an extremely domineering drug. It only takes a little to blend into the water to make the entire city fall into a coma.

This time, thousands of disciples from Wanjian Sect were also caught in this kind of drug, so they all fell into coma, so they were killed by the other party without any resistance.

Thousands of disciples, except for those who are currently there, are almost none of them.

Although he set up the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect Formation with the final strength, he still could not stop the opponent's attack.

By now, these people are already fish on the chopping board and can only be slaughtered.

"Master, now, I think you should not hold on." The man named Ye Yifan smiled and said, "Submission to the Heavenly Court is the general trend. Why should the head resist? Why should he listen to me and hand over the Nine Dragons Map as soon as possible. In this way, our Wanjian Sect will be free of worries."

"Shut up!" the old man said angrily: "You traitor, you actually did such shameless acts. I... I killed you!"

He lifted the sword in his hand and was about to take action, but his steps staggered and almost fell to the ground.

It seems that he was obviously seriously injured.

Originally, Ye Yifan was a little afraid, but when he saw this situation, he couldn't help but feel relieved and said with a smile: "Master, you are so in this way that you can't even save your life. If you want to kill me, I don't think you have that hope."

The old man was so angry that he couldn't speak, his whole body trembled, and he couldn't breathe, and he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was even more shaking and unsteady.

In this way, Ye Yifan became even more proud.

He was originally a great disciple of Wanjian Sect, but he could not withstand the temptation of the Little Heavenly Court. As an internal response, he scattered the Nine Yin Huangquan into the drinking water of Wanjian Sect, so that thousands of disciples were all unconscious.

In this way, Ye Yifan can be appreciated by the Heavenly Court and become the head of the new generation of Wanjian Sect.

Now, as long as Tang Feng, the head of Wanjian Sect, handed over the Nine Dragons Map, everything will be done.

At this time, Qin Chuan and others, not far away, heard the conversation between these people.

Because the people present focused on the people of Wanjianmen, they did not notice anyone nearby at all.

When Qin Chuan heard the three words "Nine Dragons Picture", he was shocked and it was the Nine Dragons Picture again.

Could it be that Wanjianmen has the Jiulong Map in his hand?

If that's the case, it'll be fun.

Qin Chuan now has five Nine Dragon Pictures in his hand, and Xiaotianting also has three in his hand. There was no news at all in the last one. If this one is included, it would be all together.

Thinking of this, Qin Chuan couldn't help but feel excited.

It was really hard to find a place to find it, and it took no effort to get it. This time, I took the Nine Dragons Map, and when I arrived at the Little Heaven, I found a way to steal the two, but everything was ready.

At this time, Changsun Ruyu and Murong Xueer also looked at each other, and their faces showed joy.

"I didn't expect that Tang Feng from Wanjian Sect had a picture of Nine Dragons." Changsun Ruyu said softly.

"Yes, what should I do?" Murong Xueer couldn't help asking: "The guys who made things difficult for them should be lackeys from the Little Heavenly Court. We can take action to deal with them."
Chapter completed!