"Gan Di, be careful." Ling Yueming looked at the sudden scene, his face changed slightly, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Swish!"

However, as soon as his voice fell, the terrifyingly fast blue light and shadow rushed from a distance like a meteorite. Before Gan Di Shang could react, a dragon fist flashing with green light contained extremely angry power, and punched him on his chest.

"Bang!"

A low voice seemed to resound in every ear, and then they saw the figure of Gan Di, banging backwards, and finally flew out hundreds of meters on the ground, hitting a rock hard, and the whole body was embedded, and huge cracks spread out.

"That's Brother Cangnan who rushed back."

On the top of the mountain, Wu Zuirong looked at the blue figure rushing into the battlefield, and a look of surprise and excitement suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"This guy has arrived."

Ye Haoyun also looked at the green light figure that flew away Di with a little shock. Then his expression changed because he felt the violent aura emitted from Cangnan's body. That kind of ferociousness was richer than the monsters at the ruins of the Demon Realm.

At this moment, he knew that the killing god of Tianzhuo Sect seemed to be furious.

Ye Haoyun swallowed his throat. Although he knew that there was an incomprehensible gap between Cangnan and Ling Yueming in front of him, for some reason, he vaguely felt that Guiyuan Sect seemed to be tragedy this time.

The green light entering the battlefield seemed to have a kind of magic power, which immediately restrained the originally chaotic battlefield. The disciples of both sides were locking in the figure directly.

And under the gaze of countless gazes, the green light on the figure's body slowly converged and finally turned into a young figure, which was Cangnan.

But at this moment, his face was filled with a chilling aura. He looked at Ling Yueming from afar. Even the latter had a chill in his heart.

Cangnan glanced at Ling Yueming, then turned around. He looked at the red eyes behind him, and even his eyes lost the girl as smart as before. A hint of heartache and tyrannical murderous intent suddenly surged in his heart.

Cangnan trembled slightly and stretched out his palm, touching the girl's cold cheeks, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and he said hoarsely: "I'm sorry, I'm late to come back!"

Cangnan's palm touched Qin Yiliu's cold cheeks, and the girl's godless eyes were focused. She looked at the tired young man in front of her who was filled with violence and faintly rushing on the road with a hint of madness. Her already red eyes finally flowed out like a dam.

The girl took two steps forward and finally threw herself into Cangnan's arms. The emotions that had been suppressed in her heart finally burst out completely at this moment, like a child, crying heartbrokenly. The crying made her heart full of sorrow.

"Many of our senior brothers were killed! Senior Brother Yuan Bo's arm was also broken! Sister was also injured."

Cangnan hugged Qin Yiliu, his palm tremblingly stroking the girl's long hair. For the first time since he met this girl, who always smiled and was full of vitality, was so enchanting that she cried so much that she never cried even when she wanted to stay alone to stop the monk!

Cangnan hugged the girl, then slowly looked up and looked at the wounded disciples of Tianzhuo Sect around him. At this time, they were staring at him with enthusiasm, but there was no accusation in his eyes because of the accusations he had just arrived at.

"Junior Brother Cangnan, we are useless, we are going to let the junior sister take action!"

Wang Zhijian wiped the blood on his face, sat on the ground, smiled bitterly at Cangnan, and then paused in a complicated expression, and then said, "Junior Brother Cangnan, you have been creating miracles since you joined the Tianzhuo Sect. Although I know that it may make you embarrassed, but!"

Wang Zhijian suddenly stood up, and then knelt down on one knee at Cangnan. There was a hint of madness and ferociousness on his face. He stared at Cangnan tightly, as if he had grabbed the wounded beast of hope for the last time. The low-roaring sounded, "Yangwei Tianzhuo Gate!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The disciples of Tianzhuo's sect around him suddenly knelt down on one knee at this moment, and every look in his eyes was terrifyingly ferocious!

"Senior Brother Cangnan, Yang Wei Tianzhuo Sect!"

The neat and low voice of the disciple of Tianzhuo Sect contained a strong hatred, which spread out in this premature land, causing a lot of people to change their complexion!

Cangnan slowly hugged the girl in his arms, and then gently let go of her crying, stretched out her palm, and gently wiped away the tears from her cheeks. Then he looked up and looked at the disciples of the Tianzhuo Sect. On his young face, there was also a cold-hearted smile that climbed up!

"Brothers, please rest assured that I will use their blood to pay tribute to the dead brothers and brothers!"

His voice was not loud, but it spread slowly, and then, the whole place seemed to suddenly become silent at this moment.

A faintly, a kind of violent violence, like a sleeping Shura, awakening in this bloody land.

The atmosphere was slightly quiet at this moment in the world, and the source of this silence was a young figure full of hostility that appeared in the scene.

If the owner of this figure was to be considered superficial, it was not too outstanding in this place where geniuses gathered, but no one was underestimated by it. All the previous things made people clearly understand and underestimate them.

Therefore, when the sound of the sound was not loud but filled with low and violent, many people's breathing was stagnant. In a vague way, they could feel that the smell of blood in the world seemed to become more intense.

At this time, Qin Yiman in mid-air also hurriedly swept down. After seeing Qin Yiliu who was not seriously injured, she obviously breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!