"Master!"

An Lan's eyes showed unwillingness, and Mr. Gu and others also had red eyes.

But what can they do if they don’t retreat?

Is it a death-ending battle?

Zhen Nantian is cruel and ruthless and has killed almost the entire sect's disciples and elders. How could he show mercy to Ouyang Ruonan?

"retreat!"

"Let's withdraw!!"

Mr. Gu endured the grief.

What can I do if I don’t give up?

They can't watch Ruonan die before them!

An Lan and his friends began to retreat until a hundred miles away.

Seeing this, Zhen Nantian couldn't help laughing.

Rakshasa couldn't help but run out.

"Rakshasa, you are here!"

Zhan Wuque narrowed his eyes. He didn't expect that after escaping, Rakshasa actually came to Guiyi Jianshe Sect, and it seemed that the two had a close relationship.

"Zhan Wuque, didn't expect it?"

Luo Sha smiled and said, "I and Brother Zhennan are old acquaintances, otherwise how could I stay in Guiyi Jian Sect for so many years?"

"At this point, I won't tell you the truth. Most of the corpses under my cave were caused by Brother Zhennan's practice over the years."

"What!"

Zhan Wuque was shocked.

At the beginning, when Rakshasa escaped from Guiyi Sword Sect, a white bone pit appeared under the secret room where he was practicing.

There are countless corpses in the pit, all of whom have disappeared inexplicably over the years.

At the beginning, everyone speculated that this was a special temple that Rakshasa deliberately murdered people in order to use his skills to heal his wounds.

But unexpectedly, they only guessed half of it.

Rakshasa is indeed a temple for healing, but the murderer is not Rakshasa, but Zhennantian!

Zhen Nantian killed people in order to practice martial arts, and Rakshasa got his corpse and set up a temple. The two joined forces. Over the years, I don’t know how many disciples were harmed!

If it weren't for the third elder's exposure, I'm afraid everyone would have been kept in the dark.

At that time, the entire Guiyi Jian Sect will be gradually eroded by Zhen Nantian, and I wonder if there will be many people involved!

Zhen Nantian's face was calm and he was indifferent to what Rakshasa said.

Things have been discovered to this point. What if those things used to be known to others?

It doesn't matter.

"Zhen Nantian, since I have stayed, should you keep your promise and let her go!"

Zhan Wuque said coldly.

Hearing this, Zhen Nantian showed a sarcastic smile on his lips. He threw it hard, and Ouyang Ruonan was immediately thrown to the ground.

"Ahem!"

Ouyang Ruonan coughed violently a few times, gasping heavily, and she used her hands and feet to retreat to the corner of the wall, with panic in her eyes.

Until now, she still couldn't figure out why Zhen Nantian wanted to kill her!

"It's time to calculate the accounts between us!"

Zhen Nantian looked at the wound on his right shoulder, his eyes were cold and cold.

He was cut off by Zhan Wuque, and he was already extremely hated.

If he doesn't take this revenge, he will never give up on Nantian!

"Brother Zhennan, please calm down and don't hurt his body. I will take over the body later." Luo Sha saw Zhennantian's eyes burning with anger, for fear that he would use too much force later and knock Zhan Wuque into pieces.

Then why did he take over the body?

The divine body is rare in a thousand years, not to mention that Zhan Wuque has practiced the "Nine-Turn Golden Body Skill", but nothing can happen.

"Get out of here!"

Zhen Nantian shouted angrily.

He was almost madly angry now, so he didn't care about the agreement with Rakshasa.

Zhan Wuque cuts off his arm, and he will die!

"Little beast, go to death!!!"

Zhen Nantian suddenly reached out to take a picture, and the power of heaven and earth around him rolled wildly, and a mighty heaven and earth force was pressing down desperately towards Zhan Wuque, as if he was about to crush him into pieces!

"Master!"

"Not flaw!"

When An Lan and his men in the distance saw this scene, their eyes were so bitter that they felt extremely heartbroken.

"Brother Zhan!"

"It's all my fault!"

Ouyang Ruonan cried in grief.

Everyone thought Zhan Wuque was dead.

Zhennan Tianchang laughed. His palm would definitely slap Zhan Wuque to death!

"Sword of Heavenly Secret!"

Zhan Wuque's face was extremely calm, and there was a momentum that was still in motion in front of him.

He held the sword in his right hand, and all his energy in his body was mobilized and gathered in the Tianji Sword.

The Tianji Sword also released endless light at this moment.

But this light seemed a little small under the attack of Zhennan Tiantian.

"Boom boom boom!"

Before Zhennantian's palm fell, strong wind blew.

The rain is still falling.

The rain gathered into a stream, and the battle was swept wildly, wetting all his clothes.

"Bang!"

Under such an attack, the sword light began to become dim and was directly suppressed and exploded!

It’s not that Zhan Wuque is weak, nor that Tianji Sword is weak, but that Zhen Nantian is too strong!

"Five elements transform into mountains!"

Zhen Nantian shouted, his palm immediately turned around and turned into a giant mountain of Five Elements.

He was still not satisfied with the killing of Zhan Wuque. He wanted to shake Zhan Wuque into a meat paste!!!

"Brother Zhennan, stop!"

Seeing this scene, Rakshasa was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Without thinking, he rushed towards Zhennantian directly.

He wants to stop Zhen Nantian!

Zhan Wuque can die, but the body must not be damaged. Even if there is, the result of being crushed to pieces is absolutely not allowed by Rakshasa!

Zhen Nantian sensed the Rakshasa behind him flying towards him, snorted coldly, and the attack in his hand continued to kill Zhan Wuque.

It was a long time to say that the ten dollars all happened in a short time. An Lan and his men retreated a hundred miles away, so they had no time to rescue them, so they could only watch this scene.

"No!"

"Bang!"

The Tianji Sword was shaken away!

Not yet, the Five Elements Mountain, which Zhennantian's palm turned into, is only three inches away from Zhan Wuque's forehead!!!

Three inches away, but the palm is wide. The next moment, Zhan Wuque will turn into meat paste!

But at such a moment of life and death, Zhan Wuque sighed slowly, and there was a gray jar in his hand.

The cover of the altar was gently lifted off by Zhan Wuque.

"This is what you forced me."

Zhan Wuque spoke calmly.
To be continued...