Heavenly Master Yu Luming left. He was not shrinking back, but wanted to bring the soul of the child who could contain Yan Shouyi back to Longhu Mountain.
This reason is established.
However, the more than 400 disciples of famous sects at the scene had lost their support, and they could only seek blessings for themselves.
Seeing Yu Luming leaving, these disciples felt despair.
But what can they do?
It was clear that they had come to Rongcheng by themselves, and now they were either going to confront Yan Shou and the others, or they were going back and forth in despair with their tail between their legs.
A few people probably guessed that they were being used at gunpoint, so they turned around and ran away without hesitation.
Most people, however, are still immersed in the so-called fantasy of slaying demons and defending morality, fighting bloody battles with members of the Folklore Research Society.
"Let's go, it'll be fine if we leave."
Yu Luming's departure made Yan Shouyi completely free from worries.
The Yan family still has descendants, so he gave this opportunity to his brother, and his sister... She is also lucky, because no matter what the outcome is, at least she can stay with her parents.
The two brothers and sisters are separated this time, and each is destined to have different opportunities and life.
"Next, it's time to get down to business."
Yan Shouyi did not look for where Yu Luming was going, but turned to look at the other two leaders of the incident.
Master Henghua, the eminent monk of Guangde Temple, and Tang Zhongxue, the elder of Hongyi Sect!
When the two of them noticed Yan Shouyi's gaze coming, they broke into a cold sweat in unison.
In fact, their cultivation level was not bad, but it was just when Yan Shouyi's true form appeared that he killed Hong Sifang instantly, which made them feel scared.
Things have reached this point. Although this is also the result that the two of them want, the current situation is more or less like Mr. Ye's love for dragons.
The two of them witnessed Hong Sifang being killed, and now they are in the middle of a chaotic battle, and are also being targeted by the slain god Yan Shouyi.
At this time, there was only one word in their minds - escape!
The two exchanged glances and ran away in different directions at the same time!
Along the way, when they met those disciples from famous sects who were in the way, the two of them would push them away without hesitation, just like kicking away pebbles in the way.
The disciples who were originally fighting with the members of the Folklore Research Association were suddenly stabbed in the back by Master Henghua and Tang Zhongxue. They lost their sense of proportion for a moment. The members of the Folklore Research Association seized the opportunity and reaped their lives in an instant.
But at the end of their lives, they finally realized... It turns out that Master Henghua and Tang Zhongxue didn't take us seriously at all!
Poor us, we are still risking our lives to help them!
And these two scum have already started running away!
It is a pity that they have no chance to accuse Master Henghua and Tang Zhongxue.
"Things that are in the way, get out of here!"
Master Henghua knocked away a young novice monk and walked quickly.
The little novice monk was knocked to the ground and looked at Master Henghua in disbelief: "Master Henghua, you..."
"Heng, you're so fucking stupid! Don't call me by my name!"
Master Henghua no longer behaved like the eminent monk he had been before, and he only spoke profanity, and his stench was worse than that of a gangster on the street.
He was afraid that the little novice would call out his name and attract Yan Shouyi's attention.
However, his worries were obviously unnecessary.
Because Yan Shouyi has been watching him!
In the crowd, Yan Shouyi's real body was chasing after him, his ghost lingering.
Master Henghua was so frightened that he almost peed. He turned around and continued to run away without insulting the little novice monk.
"Why are you running away? Isn't this the result you want to see? T-shaped?"
A ghostly voice sounded in Master Henghua's ears.
He suddenly stopped and looked back in horror at Yan Shouyiben, who had chased behind him.
Just now Yan Shouyi did not call him "Master Henghua", but called "D".
"You, you know my identity?" Master Henghua said in shock.
"Master Miaohui has told me all the information about all of you," Yan Shouyi added coldly, "By the way, she is the 'Mao' character among the twelve Yuan Chen."
Master Henghua was shocked and angry.
It turns out that I have been betrayed a long time ago!
Master Henghua actually didn't know much about Mao Zi's identity. He didn't know that Mao Zi was the founder of Twelve Yuanchen, and he didn't even know that Mao Zi was Master Miaohui, the previous head of the Emei Sect.
None of this matters now.
The identity information of Twelve Yuanchen was leaked, which would be a disaster for the currently surviving Twelve Yuanchen.
One can imagine what kind of revenge Yan Shouyi will take on Twelve Yuanchen after this incident...
"Let's not mention those things for now. Let me ask you, are you ready?" Yan Shou asked coldly.
Master Henghua didn’t understand what Yan Shouyi meant: “What preparations should we make?”
Phew!
A line of blood flashed past, and Master Henghua's vision suddenly went dark.
His eyes dropped uncontrollably, rolling around on the ground several times, and finally saw his body standing.
Yan Shou shook the Zulong Sword and shook off the blood on the blade.
He turned around and said calmly: "Be prepared to die."
thump!
Master Henghua was beheaded by Yan Shouyi without any warning.
He didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy.
I wonder if the deceased Master Henghua would have had the slightest regret that he should not have come to Rongcheng and provoked Yan Shouyi, the god of death.
However, Yan Shouyi never considered this issue, because the moment he killed Henghua, he also destroyed his soul.
He will not give Henghua a chance to resurrect, and is not even willing to let him enter reincarnation. He will let him die completely in this life and let him pay the price for what he did in Twelve Yuanchen!
"Master Henghua is dead! Master Henghua was killed by Yan Shouyi!!"
In the crowd, the flowers in the greenhouse screamed in horror.
Their morale was collapsing, they had lost their previous pride, and were being killed by members of the Folklore Research Society.
On the other hand, the status of the Folklore Research Association, the Lushan Sect, and the Zhao family is completely different from that of the disciples of the famous sect. They vented the anger caused by the oppression they have suffered for a long time and broke out with a fighting power far beyond their usual.
Most importantly, they have nothing to lose.
This indomitable belief is something that disciples of famous sects never have.
The news that Master Henghua was instantly killed by Yan Shouyi's sword quickly reached the ears of Tang Zhongxue, who was running away in different directions.
This news made Tang Zhongxue turn pale and ran away desperately.
But when he escaped from the crowd, he found that Yan Shouyi's body was already waiting for him outside the crowd.
The Dharma Body was empty-handed, but covered in blood. On its way to pursue Tang Zhongxue, it picked up many disciples from famous sects.
Tang Zhongxue's legs softened and he fell to his knees with a plop.
He kowtowed to the Dharmakaya crazily, trying harder every time, but after just a few kowtows, his head was covered in blood.
"Please let me go. I was also bewitched by Hong Sifang and the others. We have no enmity and there is no need to kill them all!"