Not far from the street in front of Jianghai University.

Han Qianshuang, the Han Du family, looked at the departing young man in a daze.

Their eyes swept over their side, and the six powerful men of the Fantasy Sect fell to the ground without any slightest sound.

"Gudu!"

The Han Du family members swallowed and spitted. A middle-aged man walked up to Han Qianshuang with a trembling mouth and asked, "Qianshuang, the boy just now..."

"I am not very familiar with the student in our school, a freshman."

Han Qianshuang's heart was also in a state of uproar at this moment, and when she looked at the figure, her eyes were shining with luster.

Thinking of her having just talked to him, she was a little dazed.

"Destroy the powerful man in Tongjiao in seconds, kill the master of the Phantom Sect in an instant, this... this is innate, how could there be such a powerful young man in the world?" Han Father said with a dazed face.

"If we had not had that young man, our Du family would have been completely finished, thanks to that young man."

An old man let out a heavy breath and spoke slowly.

"All the people from the Fantasy Sect were killed by that young man. Are we still leaving Jianghai?" A woman hesitated for a moment and spoke.

"Let's go, we are still too weak. With Qianshuang's talent, we can easily join which force. As long as we join that force, we will not have to worry all day long."

An old man said, looking at Han Qianshuang.

This is the future of both of them.

Han Qianshuang also nodded, looked at the figure that was about to disappear, and clenched her fists.

"I am Han Qianshuang of today, and I will repay you in the future."

...

"bump!"

"ah!"

"Say, where is the sect of your Illusion Sect?"

"Ah, if you dare to kill us, our Fantasy Sect will not let you go. If you let me go, let me go, I can hide it for you."

"Ahhh, I said, I said!"

In the office of Longxian Loft, the middle-aged woman in the Fantasy School knelt miserably on the ground, trembling.

On the side, Ying Shaolong stared at him coldly.

The Shao Changfu and Shao family who were originally waiting here were stunned at this moment.

Good guy, good guy!

Recently, the rivers and seas are in chaos, and hidden forces are born. Major warrior families are worried and trembling.

As a result, now a strong man from the hidden power was caught by Ying Shao and others and were beaten up directly?

While this shocked them, they were also more determined and they must hold on to Ying Shao’s thigh.

"explain!"

"The place of our Fantasy Sect is located..." Middle-aged man was afraid of death and did not go through much torture, so he told the place of the sect.

When Ying Shaolong heard this, his eyes flashed slightly and he looked at Gongsun Hong beside him: "Your Making a Shao family matter, Lao Hong, you decided."

"Take all the corpses just now and go to the beach!" he ordered Long Zhi.

"It's the Dragon King!"

Long Zhi responded immediately.

Soon, Ying Shaolong and others came to several villas by the sea.

These are five villas purchased by members of the Dragon King Palace, connected together and close to the ocean!

"Little letter!"

Ying Shaolong looked at the ocean ahead and shouted softly, and a force of the divine dragon spread towards the sea in the distance.

"Chirr!"

Not long after, a giant flew over quickly and made a pleasant sound from his mouth.

Now Xiaoxin’s two wings are eight or nine meters in size, like a fighter jet, and its speed is very terrifying.

"Go, go that direction." Ying Shaolong stood directly on Xiaoxin's body, carrying a few corpses, and instructed the middle-aged man from the Huanhe Sect.

"Chirp!" (Okay master!)

Xiao Xin tweeted, spread his wings, and instantly flew to a height of hundreds of meters.

Now Xiaoxin's strength is probably equivalent to the original runaway dragon, carrying Ying Shaolong and the others without any pressure.

The huge wings opened, comparable to the size of a house. Not to mention six or seven people, there is no problem with even a dozen people.

Ying Shaolong stood on Xiaoxin's body, waved his arm, and the sea water swept over a stone and fell into his hands. The stone changed in his hands, slowly forming a special token.

He looked at the middle-aged man of the Immortal Sect with a terrified face and asked, "Does there be any innate powerhouses in your Immortal Sect?"

"Yes, our head sect is a powerful innate person. This lord, our Illusion Sect has just been born and has no grudges and grudges with you, so why should we kill us?"

The middle-aged man looked at the terrifying Xiaoxin and then looked at Ying Shaolong and replied with a horror face.

"Is there anything above the innate nature?" he continued to ask.

"No, no!" middle-aged man shook his head.

Ying Shaolong knew it, stood in a thousand meters above the sky, looking at the ocean and land below.

Xiaoxin was very fast. In less than half an hour, they came to the sky above the Fantasy Sect.

Ying Shaolong looked at the plaque of the Fantasy School, his eyes shining with luster.

"hehe."

He sneered, waved his arm, and threw down several corpses of the Huanhe Sect and the Dragon King's killing order directly.

"Bump!"

Several corpses fell heavily on the plaque of the gatehouse, causing the three words "Huanhe Sect to be split in an instant!

"Go back!" Ying Shaolong patted Xiaoxin's body and said.

"Chirp!" (Okay master!)

The small letter shifts the direction and goes back quickly.

"Sir, can you let me go?"

When the middle-aged man from the Fantasy Sect saw Ying Shaolong throwing several corpses in front of their Fantasy Sect's gate, his pupils shrank slightly, and he felt a bad premonition in his heart!

Throwing the corpses of their disciples of the Illusion Sect directly into the gate is equivalent to declaring war.

Why do this?

Once their Illusion Sect sees those corpses, they will definitely summon all their disciples.

The purpose of the boy in front of him is to get everyone in the Fantasy Sect to gather together?

Do you want to catch them all in one place?

He felt a little scared.

Ying Shaolong looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, his palm fell on his shoulder, and he used the Ancestral Dragon Art to refine it!

"Ah, no!" The middle-aged man looked scared and wanted to resist, but it had no effect at all.

When the little letter fell to the ground, only middle-aged clothes were left.

"A dragon tendon is condensed, it's pretty good."

Ying Shaolong murmured, looked at Long Zhi who was waiting, and ordered: "Call all the members of the Dragon King Palace over, and prepare to destroy the sect tonight!"

"Yes, Dragon King!"

Long Zhi immediately notified other members of the Dragon King Palace.

.....

"It's Guo San, Haocheng and the others' bodies, who did you kill them?"

"Hiss, who did it, who did it?"

"Go and report to the elders and the head sect!"

At the same time, the sound of corpses smashing down in the sect of the Fantasy Sect attracted the attention of some disciples of the Fantasy Sect.

When they rushed over and saw the corpses, their expressions changed drastically and they immediately shouted loudly.

Soon, dozens of powerful disciples of the Fantasy Sect gathered in front of the gatehouse.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, their faces were extremely embarrassed.

"Master, look, there is a stone token on Guo San's body!"
To be continued...