Yun No. 1 wanted to chase Fan Zhenmei away, but when he thought that he was dealing with Feng Gou now, he stayed.
Feng Gang straightened to wait until Fan Zhenmei's breath completely disappeared, then he slowly got up. The look of the lack of goods had disappeared, and the sneer was received.
"Fan clan, do you really treat my national master as a puppet? Hahaha... But my national master is not a puppet that is controlled by people. Fan Zhenmei, you stinky maid, always make your nose bleeding but can't do anything to you. It's simply abominable! You will definitely suffer the pain of thousands of riding and thousands of people attacking you in the future!" He murmured to the incense couch and sat down, lifted his nose and sniffed the body fragrance left by Fan Zhenmei, and said hatefully: "The eldest lady of the Fan clan actually handed over his innocence to the hateful soul to deal with Chu Yun. What's the good thing about him? Is it because of that aspect of ability? I'm not bad, why don't you look down on my national master?"
He muttered here, whispering endlessly, and never leaving Chu Yun. His anger towards Chu Yun had reached a terrifying level. Even if Chu Yun was still locked in the killing formation, he still couldn't relieve his hatred.
Yun Yi sighed, knowing that this kid was already perverted, but he had nothing to do with him, so he just took revenge.
"Come..." Feng Gou gave the order, and there were more than a dozen women in extremely exposed clothes, dull but extremely beautiful and exquisite women in the room.
Yun Yi's whole body was shocked. They were clearly all beautiful war slaves in the blood pill furnace. Damn, what did this kid use to control them? They are all dead bodies, and there are still things in the world that can control them?
More than a dozen beautiful war slaves fell to the ground, their delicate cheeks without a trace of expression, like wooden people.
Feng Gou walked over, and opened the mouth of a beautiful war slave with great ferociousness, and stuffed his ugly place in great pleasure. He laughed wildly while moving: "You are Chu Yun's women, and you would never have thought that you could have fallen to such a level, haha... Chu Yun, Chu Yun, I am playing with your woman, come and kill me, you are here... hahahaha..."
"Crazy, this soul is already crazy..." Yun Yi felt a sense of boredom in his heart at that time: "This Feng Gou really turned into a mad dog. I don't know how he controlled these beautiful women war slaves. The Blood Pill Furnace is now in the Western Continent, and it is too far away to sense it at all. It seems that it is still necessary to send a message to Chu Yun and tell him the situation here..."
With Chu Yun's current strength, he will definitely kill him directly and kill all these people! Then he will lead the army to attack the Fan clan and uproot them!
Although these beautiful war slaves are dead souls, they have their own thoughts and wills. However, this guy Feng Gou didn't know what methods he used to turn them into puppets. It was too much.
"Feng Gou, Feng Gou, I haven't paid back my account to you before, but now I've gotten into trouble again. I won't be a human being if I don't swallow you alive!" Yun Yi secretly turned his head and left quickly.
Today he can't kill Feng Gou, so what's the use of killing him? Death is the best liberation in the world. It takes courage to let him live!
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Sectarian realm, Sifangshan!
Chu Yun's second clone, No. 2, stood on the top of the mountain. Looking at the ruins that had turned into scorched earth, his heart was filled with anger. Behind him were two hundred beautiful women of Wuhou-level war slaves, covered in armor, and extremely powerful.
The Fan clan, Jieyun Valley, Shaying Gate, Pipa Palace, and Gengu, all of you have to pay a heavy price!
He has returned to the sect world for more than a month and has been secretly familiar with the current sect world. For more than 20 years, it can change many things. The current sect world is also in chaos. The major sects fight against each other, blood flowing and scattering corpses. Countless small sects have been annexed by large sects, and countless large sects have been annexed by super sects, and one after another of the incidents of big fish eating small fish and small fish eating shrimps.
Then the four ancient tribes actually participated in the war and sent countless powerful people. The Demon Sect also provoked trouble. The Blood Demon Sect raided the headquarters of the Heavenly Girl Hall, causing heavy losses to the Heavenly Girl Hall. Even the Saint Wen Xiang of the Heavenly Girl Hall was captured by the Blood Demon Sect. She was not very disappointed.
At this moment, a team of 3,000 people suddenly broke through the air in the northwest direction. They were all composed of the strength of the coach Hou. They were all wearing armor, robes, and holding flying swords and magic weapons. They rushed over with arrogance and murderous aura.
Yun No. 2's eyes flashed, and he saw the pattern on their chest at a glance.
"Master, that's the one from the Heavenly Sect Alliance!" A beautiful war slave replied.
"Tianshu Alliance? Isn't it the alliance formed by the Fan clan? How could their people appear here?" Yun Er's eyes burst into murderous intent.
"This should be their territory, and it is the former site of Sifang Pavilion. They should have seen us stay here and come up to check..."
"Ye, who are you? Why are you staying here?" As soon as the beautiful Zhan Nu finished speaking, the three thousand monks came close, looking down at Yun No. 2 and others, shouting sternly as if asking a prisoner.
No. 2 saw that the guy in the lead was just a junior Wuhou. There was a seal between his eyebrows, and there were actually three triangles behind his head. He couldn't help but ask a beautiful woman war slave curiously: "What is behind his head?"
The beautiful Zhan Nu smiled charmingly: "The master is really joking. It is the resonance that a martial art is created when it reaches its peak. Just like the Pudu Sect in Nanzhu, there is golden light behind the forehead of the master, which has extremely strong power..."
Yun No. 2 laughed dryly. Although his true body already has the power of an immortal, he still has many things in magic tricks and martial arts.
The reason is that he upgraded too quickly and didn't have time to think so much.
Since he reached the realm of immortals, he no longer used moves or magic tricks. No one can match ordinary power alone.
"You... are good courageous, dare to act wildly on the territory of my Tianshu Alliance?" Seeing that Yun No. 2 had no birds, the leader Wuhou was immediately furious. He raised his hand and surrounded them with a grim smile on his face.
Among them, there was a sharp-eyed monk who smiled lewdly and said, "Battleman, you see, those girls are all top-notch beauties. It seems that we are lucky. We can have a good time tonight..."
The camp leader also laughed lewdly and directly put a big hat on Yun Er and others: "You must be the remnants of Sifang Pavilion when you stay on Sifang Mountain! Those who come will take them all!"
Yun No. 2 sneered and shot out: "Kill them all..."
At the command of Chu Yun, the two hundred beautiful war slaves took action directly. The spear in their hands turned into countless spear shadows and rushed up.
The three thousand monks did not react at all. They were instantly pierced by these countless spear shadows, and blood ran wildly, like a spring like rain. In the blink of an eye, two hundred beautiful war slaves had killed all the three thousand monks on the spot! All the storage rings were interfered with Yun No. 2's hands.
"Hmph... a group of ants are overestimating their abilities!" Yun 2 and Yun 1 are not the same path. Yun 1 is a vulgar and shameless path, while Yun 2 is a cold and extraordinary style.
"Master, what should we do next?" Faced with this Yun Er, who has always been a cold-hearted person, the beautiful war slave was somewhat uncomfortable.
"First go to Kunlun Mountain to see if the girls are safe, and then go and harm the Tianshu Alliance!" Yun Er sneered and shot towards the Kunlun Mountains.
The Kunlun Mountains are a holy land in the sect world, with countless rare treasures and treasures left by countless ancient powers. However, the good things are more dangerous. Within countless years, I don’t know how many people have been buried here!
Therefore, no one in the Kunlun Mountains has established sects here, but there are constant disciples of sects who come in and experience. Some have died and some have found their inheritance and made rapid progress.
More than 20 years later, Kunlun Mountain is actually very different from before. Countless hills were destroyed by huge forces, riddled with holes and staring at the sight of the vast land.
"I don't know how many powerful people have been fighting against each other here?" The beautiful Zhan Nu who was following Yun No. 2 muttered.
"No matter he is dead, it's better to have all died! Now we are glad that Tianquan core was not found, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable, so we rushed there immediately..." Yun Er was worried and quickly shot towards the place where the Tianquan secret realm was established.
Their group was extremely conspicuous flying in the sky, attracting countless powerful monsters to spy on it, but the people in their group were really powerful, so as long as they did not harass them, they would not dare to take action easily.
The Kunlun Mountains, which were beautiful in the past, had beautiful mountains and rivers, and had a blessed land, were destroyed like a dead place. It can be seen that in the past twenty years, the wars in the sects have reached the point of the society!
It seems that the semi-saint has taken action now, otherwise it would be impossible to ruin the good Kunlun in this way.
While he was speeding, he heard a loud shout from the front: "Catch those little girls quickly, they are the remnants of Sifang Pavilion..."
Countless roars of excitement sounded, and a group of monks flew over from afar, chasing four or five women with graceful figures and beautiful faces.
Yun No. 2's whole body was shocked. He was a little worried when he heard the words "Sifang Pavilion", and the speed was a little faster.
"Elder, go quickly, there are too many people on the other side, let's break the rear..." A crisp and light voice came, and the four women rushed towards the side in a very embarrassing manner, and a large group of monks, including thousands of people, including kings and princes!
And the strongest of the four women was a half-step Marquis, and the remaining three were just the commanding men. How could they resist the pursuit?
"Gaga... don't think about it, go back with us obediently, otherwise don't blame us for being rude..." A handsome King of Martial Arts blocked the four girls' way, staring at the graceful figure and snow-white skin of the four girls, with a lewd smile on his face.
The four girls hurriedly stood back to back, all covered in fragrance and sweat. Facing the army of monks who surrounded them, they could easily think of their own fate.
Hearing what King Wu said, a woman said, "We might as well listen to them first and then take the opportunity to escape?"
"Silly girl, what good end can you end up letting these scumbags be controlled? Today we will fight with them. Even if we die, we will have to put a few cushions on it..."
"Sister said it's right, I'll fight with them..." The four women's true energy flowed all over their bodies, showing a desperate attitude.
"Hmph! Overestimate yourself. Do you want to fight me with such strength?" The Martial King sneered, cut a gap in the void, grabbed a handful of violent void energy, and looked at the four women coldly.
When Yun No. 2, who arrived, saw the fourth woman, his whole body was shocked and he was about to rescue him. A dazzling cold light suddenly shot from the sky...