Magic Love Ring - Chapter 789

[Chapter seven hundred and eighty-ninth victory]

In order to see Song Yan killed with his own eyes, Nangong Wushuang quickly chased after him.

Just after entering the mountain gate of Qingwei Gate, Nangong Wushuang saw an unbelievable scene. The six martial arts masters she brought were actually besieged by twelve martial saints.

These twelve Martial Saints all wore bronze masks, and their true identities were unknown.

“This…how is this possible? Where did he come from so many martial arts masters?” Nangong Wushuang was shocked and angry.

“Are you surprised?”

Song Yan’s voice sounded, and Nangong Wushuang turned his head to look, just in time to see Song Yan who was wearing a golden robe, a feather crown, and cloud boots walking towards her, where there was a little bit of panic, but there was something that couldn’t be said. of composure.

For a while, Nangong Wushuang’s thoughts turned sharply, and he suddenly realized that he was afraid that he had fallen into his calculations.

angry? Unwilling? Regret?

all!

At this moment, Chen Yizhou broke in with the head of the thirty-eight sects and hundreds of masters at the Grandmaster level.

The arrival of Chen Yizhou made Nangong Wushuang see hope: “Quick, kill him quickly, the little girl must be grateful!”

But the sect masters of these sects are not fools. Their eyes swept over the eighteen Martial Saints who were fighting in the field, and their armors were distinct. Obviously, the twelve masked Martial Saints belonged to Qingwei.

When did Qingweimen have twelve more Martial Saints?

“what!”

A scream came from the mouth of a Martial Saint, but he was beaten to the head by an old man wearing a bronze mask.

Wu Sheng has fallen, and it is still Nangong Wushuang’s side!

For a while, except for Chen Yizhou and Xiao Zhengnan behind him, everyone else was trembling in their hearts.

“You are still doing nothing, kill him for me!” Nangong Wushuang roared and shouted.

“Go!”

Chen Yizhou suddenly let out a loud shout.

Hearing this, Nangong Wushuang couldn’t help but be overjoyed.

But immediately, her expression became stagnant, because the object of Chen Yizhou’s actions was not Song Yan, but “my own person”!

puff! puff! puff! puff! puff! puff! puff!

Blood splattered, screaming one after another.

Unprepared, under the rebellion of the Guiyuan Sect, the thirty-seven sects suffered heavy casualties. In an instant, more than a dozen sect masters were killed, and the death of the great masters was no less than a hundred in the later stage.

Among them, Chen Yizhou personally beheaded Ao Guang.

Xiao Zhengnan personally beheaded the leader and sect master of Shenyue Sect and Tianluo Sect.

Once he succeeded, Chen Yizhou did not love to fight, but evacuated to Song Yan with the Supreme Elders of Gui Yuanzong.

“My subordinate Chen Yizhou sees the son!”

“My subordinate Xiao Zhengnan sees the son!”

Chen Yizhou and Xiao Zhengnan bowed to Song Yan at the same time.

Seeing this scene, Nangong Wushuang was dumbfounded, as were the people from the Thirty-Seven faction.

Why?

Why did Chen Yizhou and Xiao Zhengnan call themselves subordinates in front of the head of Qingwei Sect?

“You…you already colluded?”

Nangong Wushuang pointed at Song Yan, Chen Yizhou and the others with grief and indignation.

Chen Yizhou nodded playfully: “Yes, my Guiyuan Sect has long been attached to the son’s subordinates, but you are so stupid to ask us to deal with the son! So, we have a smooth sailing!”

“good very good!”

Nangong Wushuang’s face became even more ugly, and he shouted sternly: “Gui Yuanzong, Huang Liang, I, Nangong Wushuang, swear that you will die without a burial place!”

“Do you think you have a future?” Song Yan shook his head and sneered.

“I’m leaving, you can’t keep me! Huang Liang, you will see my revenge against you soon!”

As soon as the voice fell, Nangong Wushuang suddenly disappeared in place.

Seeing this, Chen Yizhou and Xiao Zhengnan’s faces changed drastically.

“Master, this woman cannot be let go, otherwise there will be endless troubles!”

Song Yan smiled slightly: “Since she’s in the cage, how can I get her!”

chirping!

The purple sword light flashed away, and then, with a scream, a figure fell out of the void, not Nangong Wushuang and who was it!

Song Yan put away the Zidian and looked at her playfully: “You escape another one and show me a try?”

Nangong Wushuang looked desperate, as if asking himself, but also asking Song Yan: “Why, why can’t I use teleportation, why can you see through my invisible magical power?”

“Why should the dead know so much!”

Song Yan glanced at Xiao Zhengnan.

Xiao Zhengnan immediately understood, and stepped forward in front of Nangong Wushuang, raising his hand to take a picture.

When Xiao Zhengnan retracted his palm, Nangong Wushuang’s body suddenly collapsed to the ground, and there was no more life.

“Are you going to die or fall?” Song Yan’s gaze fell on the masters of the Thirty-Seven Schools.

“Escape!”

I don’t know who shouted, the masters of the Thirty-Seven Sect fled outside the mountain gate as if they had lost their souls, but unfortunately, just after they took a step, a change occurred in front of them, and they fell into an endless forest.

In the eyes of Xiao Zhengnan and Chen Yizhou, these masters have been circling in circles.

“This is a formation!”

Horror flashed in the eyes of both of them.

“Of course!”

Song Yan nodded: “I have arranged seven, seven and forty-nine formations in the Qingwei Gate, but now I am only activating two formations, and the remaining formations, even if five million troops attack, I can’t help but feel the slightest bit!”

Hearing this, Xiao Zhengnan and Chen Yizhou were both shocked, and they felt fortunate in their hearts. Fortunately, they didn’t change their minds. Otherwise, their fate would be the same as those of the Thirty-Seven Sect.

After half an hour.

The battle of the Martial Saints was also over, and the six Martial Saints brought by Nangong Wushuang were all killed.

The loss of nine Martial Saints before and after, I wonder if the military will feel distressed?

Song Yan thought to himself.

Suddenly, Song Yan’s eyes fell on Elder Gu Xie and the others: “Elders, it’s time for you to take action, capture everyone in the formation!”

With a wave of his hand, dozens of array cards flew into the hands of Elder Guxie, Duanmu Chong, Dongfang Tianya, and Elder Cang.

With this formation card, they will not be affected if they enter the formation again.

After a while, all the members of the Thirty-Seven Sect were stunned and captured, but the Qingwei Gate was not damaged in the slightest.

Outside the mountain gate, the coalition forces of various factions have been stationed in place because they have not received orders from the head of the sect and the high-level officials.

Soon, the masters of various factions who were knocked out were awakened.

But their cultivation was blocked.

“Master Huang, spare your life, spare your life, we were all forced by Nangong Wushuang to attack you!”

“Yeah, please spare your life from the head of Huang, my unicorns will never dare to be enemies with your sect!”

…………

Looking at the heads of the various factions and the elders who were kowtowing and begging for mercy, Song Yan smiled slightly: “Don’t worry, I won’t kill you, come, follow me to the main hall, let’s have a detailed talk!”

After a long while, in the main hall of Qingwei Sect, Song Yan was the first in the high bureau, and the elders of Taishang and Guiyuanzong stood on both sides, while the people from the Thirty-Seven Sect all stood in the center and waited for the decision.

“I want to establish the Southern Territory Martial Arts Alliance and unify the Southern Territory, what do you all think?” Song Yan’s eyes slowly swept over the crowd and spoke slowly.