"Crack!" Accompanied by a shocking sound, the Blood Movie Mistakes Crack collapsed.

The formation was broken, revealing hundreds of disciples of the Yin and Yang Sect who were frightened inside.

"Gaga, Biyang, I will give you a chance to survive. Will you surrender?" The man in black robe stared at Biyang and spoke proudly.

"I am the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect. How can I bow to you, such as those who have hidden their heads and tails? If you want to kill, don't kill them, just talk less nonsense!" Bi Yang immediately shouted coldly when he heard this, and his words contained a fearless spirit that would rather be broken than be a complete one.

"Haha, okay, very good, what about you? Do you want to die or live? If you want to live, leave the main hall and stand behind me. As for what you stay, you will go to see the King of Hell with Biyang in the future!" He laughed without anger for the man in black, and his eyes swept over other Yin-Yang disciples with cold eyes.

"This..." Hundreds of disciples in the hall couldn't help but look hesitant, and some of them even had a strong light of survival in their eyes. However, after their eyes swept across Biyang, they lowered their heads helplessly.

"You don't need to accompany me to die. If you want to live, go out." Although Bi Yang did not look at these disciples, his divine thoughts made all this clearly. He couldn't help but sighed quietly and spoke without looking back.

"Sect Master, take care of yourself!" As soon as Bi Yang finished his words, a disciple immediately stepped out, bowed respectfully to Bi Yang, and rushed out of the main hall and stood behind the man in black robe.

"Sect Master, I'm sorry, my disciple's family still has an elderly mother who needs care. I can't accompany you to the lord for your own good. I'll take a step first, take care of you!"

"Sect Master, my disciple is still young and I don't want to die, I'm sorry."

"Sect Master, I'm leaving, take care of yourself!"...

At this critical moment of life and death, 6 Sutra, countless disciples stepped out of the main hall and stood behind the man in black robe.

In less than ten breaths, there were only less than fifty people left in the entire main hall except Biyang. These people, without exception, were all loyalists from Biyang. Last time, they were also these disciples who accompanied Biyang to bravely fight against the rebellious Tao Huaxi.

The road is far away and the horse's strength is seen, and people's hearts are seen over time. Now, these people are still with Biyang.

However, Bi Yang did not have any reproach for those who left their disciples. After all, not everyone would be like him and would be generous to the sect for their sects.

Biyang dared not to ask for extravagance. These people would have a home-like relationship with the sect like themselves.

Only by truly treating the Yin-Yang Sect as their disciples will they swear to the end and fight to the end in order to protect this family.

Although he knew that the final result would inevitably die, Bi Yang had no regrets because he had already regarded the real Yin-Yang Sect as his home.

When the home is there, the people are there, the family is destroyed and the people are destroyed.

It was like a moth to the fire. Although he knew that he would die, there were still countless moths, one after another, pounced on the dazzling lights.

This is not because they are ignorant, but because there is a spirit that lasts forever in their hearts. This spirit is difficult to understand without personal experience.

"Why are you doing this?" Bi Yang quickly turned around, glanced at the few disciples left behind him, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"We swear to follow the sect leader to the death and protect the Yin-Yang Sect!"

"We swear to follow the sect leader to the death and protect the Yin-Yang Sect!"

When the remaining disciples heard this, they didn't know who took the lead, and quickly made a loud scream.

All the shouts of fifty people quickly formed a wave of sound, turning into a surging sound wave, rushing straight into the sky.

This shout contains infinite tragic feelings, which is enough to move the world.

The disciples who walked behind the man in black robe all lowered their heads in shame.

"It's so touching. If you are so loyal to me, I might be moved to tears. But at this moment, your loyalty is right and wrong, and it is destined to be an ignorant impulse..." Seeing this, the man in black robe couldn't help but his pupils contracted slightly, but his mouth was unforgivable at all. He couldn't help staring at Bi Yang and others, and started to sarcastically.

"Shut up, you shameless dog thief, I'll kill you!" But as soon as the man in black robe finished speaking, he saw a middle-aged man among the Yin-Yang Sect disciples standing behind him rushing out, holding his right hand high, clenched into a fist, and punching hard at the heart of his vest.

This middle-aged man was originally very cowardly and afraid of death, but amid the shouts of those people, he recalled his duties and glory as a disciple of the Yin-Yang Sect. At this moment, he heard the sarcasm for the man in black robe, how could he bear it?

"Looking for death!" Seeing this, the man with a broken arm next to the man in black robe couldn't help but snorted coldly. With a wave of his left hand, an orange fighting aura quickly surged out of his palm, turning into a terrifying sharp blade, and instantly flew past the middle-aged man's neck.

"Tao Huaxi, these surrendered people will be left to you to deal with. If the rebellion occurs again, I will ask you!" He spoke coldly without looking back at the man in black.

"Yes, master!" The broken-armed man nodded, moved his body quickly, and rushed to the surrendered Yin-Yang Sect disciples, sealing all their acupoints.

"Tao Huaxi?" Hearing the name of the man in black robe, Bi Yang and others couldn't help but feel disgusted.

"Haha, it's me!" The man with broken arms quickly turned around, unbuttoned the black cloth on his face, took a few steps forward, and looked up at Biyang and others with great pride.

"You despicable and shameless old thief, I'll kill you!" A man suddenly rushed out behind Bi Yang, and his eyes were about to break, fighting against Tao Huaxi.

What they did not expect was that Tao Huaxi, the old thief, was already despicable and shameless, and was so crazy that he failed to rebel last time, but this time he colluded with outsiders, which almost caused the Yin-Yang Sect to be destroyed.

"Stop!" Seeing this, Bi Yang immediately waved his hand to stop the disciple from rushing forward. He knew that with the strength of this disciple, he would undoubtedly seek death.

"Sect Master..." The disciple was indignant.

"You retreat, let this sect handle this matter!" Bi Yang slowly stepped forward a few steps, his eyes firmly locked on Tao Huaxi with a cold look like a knife.

"Tao Huaxi, do you dare to fight alone with this sect?" Bi Yang stopped fifty feet away from Tao Huaxi, shouting without any emotion.

"Haha, joke, why do I fight alone with you? Master, please give an order to completely kill these stubborn people to eliminate future troubles!" Being stared at Bi Yang's jealous snake-like gaze, Tao Huaxi couldn't help but be frightened and made a cold war. He took several steps back, turned to the man in the black robe, and begged in a humble manner.

"Kill them!" Hearing this, the man in black nodded and waved his hand.

"Swish swish..." Behind him, several people jumped out and rushed straight to Biyang and others to kill. Judging from the color light of the war aura spreading on his body, these people were extremely strong. One of them had reached the terrifying early stage of the War Emperor, and the rest were all different from the War King to the War Queen.

The early stage powerhouse of the War Emperor took the lead and rushed towards Biyang. The remaining men in black had their eyes with bloodthirsty red light, and they rushed towards the disciples behind Biyang with a fierce look.

The rumbling sound swirled back to the world. Biyang and the early-stage War Emperor quickly rushed from the ground to mid-air. The orange fighting spirit was flying and stirring. The entire sky was in the fierce battle between the two major powerhouses, with countless ripples and twists, and the momentum was terrifying.

As for the Yin-Yang Sect disciples who were swearing to die below, they were no match for the group of men in black when they were injured. At the beginning of the fight, they retreated step by step, and countless sharp wailings quickly rushed towards the entire Yin-Yang Sect.

Looking at the Bi Yang's subordinates died one by one, they were in danger of death, and in the eyes of the black-robed man, two cruel and bloodthirsty red lights were revealed, looking at all this coldly.

"Peng!" At this moment, Bi Yang, who was seriously injured, was still unstoppable and was kicked hard in the waist by the early stage of the War Emperor.

Accompanied by a shocking loud noise, Bi Yang's whole body suddenly fell from the air like a kite with a broken string. After passing a blood-colored arc, it fell heavily on the ground of the square not far ahead of the man in black robe. It also smashed a deep human-shaped hole on the ground. The gravel and dust flew, instantly covering the dying Bi Yang inside.

The early stage powerhouse of the War Emperor was unyielding. His eyes were flickering wildly. He moved without hesitation and suddenly dived from the sky. His right hand clenched into a fist and blasted towards Biyang, which was covered in the dust.

Once hit, Bi Yang will definitely end up with no corpse, and there is no possibility of being spared.

It was obvious that the fist of the primary War Emperor's powerful fist was less than three meters away from the hole where Biyang was located.

This distance is almost a blink of an eye for a strong man of this level.

Biyang is already in the morning.

At this moment, Bi Yang, who was lying in the cave, felt that his internal organs were completely displaced and he could no longer use any strength. His eyes passed through several cleft cracks, and he looked at the early stage of the War Emperor who was falling from the sky, and he could not help but close his eyes in despair.

However, Bi Yang did not regret it. Many years ago, when he just joined the Yin-Yang Sect, he swore to live and die with the sect, and now, he has done it.

"Sect Master!" The disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect who were fighting fiercely with the man in black in the distance saw Bi Yang in danger and were in danger. They couldn't help but burst out with red eyes and screamed in shock, trying to break out of the siege and come to rescue him.

However, before they could break out of the encirclement, they were instantly bombarded and killed several times with their men in black.

In the bloody rain, there were less than thirty disciples who were loyal to Biyang.

"Bang bang!" The sound of explosions was endless. Before the fist of the early War Emperor's powerful man was approaching, he had a huge pressure and rushed towards the bottom.

The gravel and dust hidden on Bi Yang's body instantly swept across the pressure, revealing Bi Yang, whose face was pale and blood-stained.
Chapter completed!