However, he put himself in Yanchuan's side.

In particular, Yan Chuan made the Holy Son of Gu Yue bow his head. Although the strong men remained motionless, their hearts were turbulent, as if they had beaten the Holy Son of Gu Yue.

At this moment, Wei Li was arrogant and immediately made everyone displeased.

However, no one asked to help him, because the strong men could see that Wei Li's arrogance was supported by the Holy Son of Gu Yue.

Although I felt secretly happy just now, no one wanted to offend the Holy Son of Gu Yue, so I could only watch it coldly.

"Slow down!" Yan Chuan shouted.

"What? There are still last words?" Wei Li said coldly.

"Bring it up!" Yan Chuan shouted.

Among the Three Thousand Golden Yi Army, fourteen cloth bags were quickly lifted out, and the inside seemed to be twisting.

When he opened the cloth bag, the fourteen assassins were immediately exposed.

"Leader, save me, save me......" "Leader, save me quickly!"

"Help!"

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When the assassins saw Wei Li, they immediately said in surprise.

"A bunch of waste!" Wei Li said coldly.

"Leader Wei, I don't want to be defeated by the death now. What do you think?" Yan Chuan said lightly.

Wei Li's eyes were filled with gloomy weather.

"Hmph, I want to use them to threaten me? You are still a little tender!" Wei Li said in his eyes.

Yan Chuan immediately saw Wei Li's meaning.

"Since you don't want to save them, then forget it, kill!" Yan Chuan stopped shouting.

"yes!"

"Squeeze!" "Squeeze!" "Squeeze!"…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

A group of spears immediately pierced the fourteen assassins through their heads.

"Boy, seeking death!"

In the canyon, Wei Jia, who had just tortured Feng Tairan, suddenly became furious.

"Fight! Disintegrate the Great Method!"

Duan Sanshu's body surged, and with the stimulation of self-harm, he burst out with extraordinary huge power.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Duan Sanshu fought with Wei Jia and Wei Yi. The powerful impact immediately caused a strong wind. The smoke and dust blew everywhere, and sand and stones flew away.

Wei Li looked at him coldly with the people from the Sun and Moon Alliance.

Duan Sanshu's lifeless fighting style must be a flash in the pan. Wei Jia and Wei Yi can completely solve it. Yan Chuan's group of people must die today, but let them be invincible.

Wouldn't it be better to die in hope?

"It's so fierce!" Yan Chuan looked at Duan Sanshu and smiled.

Jiu Jiansheng, Seven Swordsman, Feng Tairan was anxious and looked at Duan Sanshu with concern. Only Yan Chuan was still laughing at this moment.

Yan Chuan shook his head and walked towards Feng Tairan. At this moment, Yan Chuan was no longer worried. Because Yan Chuan had forced the Holy Son of Gu Yue to say something again-

"This is a personal grudge between the Dahe Sect and the Sun and Moon Alliance. I don't have any hands! The others I bring will not have hands!"—

It seems that Yan Chuan is humiliating himself, but it is a promise that Yan Chuan needs.

The Holy Son of Gu Yue does not have the power to fight, and the others do not have the power to fight. His opponent is only the members of the Sun and Moon Alliance.

Yan Chuan walked towards Feng Tairan, but Feng Tairan was still frowning.

After all, in Feng Tairan's opinion, his group is really over.

Here, there are six thousand practitioners in the Sun and Moon Alliance, three hundred practitioners in the Qi realm, and five spiritual realm. They are simply incomparable.

"Old Feng!" Yan Chuan walked to Feng Tairan.

"This time I've implicated you!" Feng Tairan said with a wry smile.

"No, who said we must have lost?" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

Seeing Yan Chuan's smile, Feng Tairan's expression moved, but he looked at Yan Chuan without understanding.

"Old Duan will definitely not last long, and you will definitely not be able to take action. However, you have a good foundation, just let me take action!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Oh?" Feng Tairan said in confusion.

"Condensate an essence clone and let me control it. I will deal with them!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"What?" Feng Tairan said in surprise.

"What? Worrying that I will control you?"

"Haha, I have anything to worry about. If you want to control it, then you can control it!" Feng Tairan also said freely.

Yan Chuan nodded. His fingers were placed between Feng Tairan's eyebrows, and their eyes were closed.

"Buzz!"

A large amount of essence emerged in Feng Tairan's pores, and a trace of red essence gradually condensed into a figure exactly like Feng Tairan.

A clone of essence, Feng Tairan's clone of essence.

However, Feng Tairan's eyes were different at this moment, but Yan Chuan's domineering eyes.

Yan Chuan controlled "Feng Tairan" and reached out to pull out the Jade Emperor Sword from Yan Chuan's back.

"Squeeze!"

"Feng Tairan" walked in front of everyone, with a breeze blowing her long hair, and she looked at everyone in the Four Sun and Moon Alliance with a proud look on her face.
Chapter completed!