After entering the book, he played the cannon fodder villain and got out of his way

Shen Yijie walked out of the dust in a somewhat embarrassed manner, and casually threw Shen Yiqing's body next to Ye Meir, and spat again: "What bad luck!"

He didn't expect that Shen Yiqing would actually self-destruct, wasting one of his magic weapons.

Looking around at the scene of corpses everywhere, he showed a mocking smile. Xiao Qing's information was indeed correct. Shen Yibai was really not here.

Although his current strength is not as good as Shen Yibai's, each of his subordinates has improved their strength by more than one level using forbidden techniques, and their overall strength far exceeds that of the three sects.

Adding on those alliance disciples that Xiao Qing had gathered together, the three sects were completely finished this time.

Even in the entire cultivation world, no one can stop him now.

Thinking of this, he smiled and walked towards the sect. He wanted to find Ling Chenxiao.

He cannot miss anything that can make Shen Yibai suffer!

Isn't he very powerful? Isn't he the Demon Lord? I want to kill the person he cares about the most!

Destroy his sect and leave him with nothing!

On the other side, Ling Chenxiao, Yue Yue and Duan Nan were also besieged by a group of people.

Ling Chenxiao's face was as cold as ice, and his clothes were stained with blood, which was shocking.

Although he couldn't see, his ears were extremely sensitive and trembling slightly, and he carefully used his spiritual power to sense all the movements around him.

Behind him, Duan Nan and Yue Yue were trembling slightly, their eyes full of fear: "Protector Ling, what should we do? The entire sect is under siege. It seems like we can't get out..."

This was the second time they experienced an extermination of their entire family. Compared to the first time, Ling Chenxiao only asked the disciples of the Hehuan Sect to disband. This time, it could be said to be even more horrifying and cruel.

This group of people did not give any chance to the disciples of the three sects. They killed anyone they saw, even those who had knelt down and begged for mercy and agreed to surrender.

All around, a group of men in black surrounded them again, the sharp swords in their hands flashing a chilling light in the sun.

"None of you can escape today!" Shen Yiji had appeared here at some point. His voice was icy cold, like a death warrant from hell, which was creepy.

Ling Chenxiao protected Duan Nan and Yue Yue behind him, holding Xue Yuan's hand tightly with some trembling. His body could not use spiritual power for a year, but he forced himself to use it: "It's you!"

"Protector Ling, your eyesight is not good but your ears are very useful!" Shen Yiji looked at Ling Chenxiao with a vicious expression. The last time Shen Yibai almost lost his life for this person.

Ling Chenxiao took a deep breath with an expressionless face, picked up Xue Yuan, flew up, and rushed towards Shen Yiji.

Although he was blind, he could still use his spiritual perception to perform swordsmanship extremely fiercely, and every move he made was precise and ruthless.

Several men in black stepped forward to stop him.

As the sword flickered, a cold light flashed, and several men in black fell down screaming under his sword, with blood splattering everywhere.

He dodged the enemy's attack by leaning sideways and swung his sword at an extremely fast speed. The blade drew cold arcs in the air, and enemies fell to the ground wherever it went.

But the men in black kept coming like a tide, seemingly endless.

Ling Chenxiao gradually became exhausted and had more and more wounds on his body.

Blood continued to flow out, staining his white shirt red, making him look like a bloody man.

I can’t retreat, I can’t retreat, I have to delay time and let my brother go home.

He knew that the three sects could no longer be saved, and all he had to do was to hold out until his senior brother left.

Ling Chenxiao didn’t know whether Shen Yibai had successfully returned to his own world. All he wanted was to delay it.

In every life, he had the same ending, dying by someone else's sword.

The Seven Killing Sect is gone in every generation.

To him, this kind of death has become numb. If it weren't for Shen Yibai, he wouldn't care at all.

But now, he wants to stay alive, he wants to delay time and fulfill his senior brother's wish.

Duan Nan and Yue Yue also tried to help when they saw this. They waved their swords and rushed towards the men in black.

However, their spiritual power was weak and they were easily repelled by the enemy and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, Shen Yiji moved with great speed, and was about to stab Duan Nan.

"Duan Nan, be careful!" Yue Yue exclaimed.

Ling Chenxiao turned his head slightly and flew in front of Duan Nan, wanting to save him, but he couldn't see, and the sword in his hand deviated a little, and the sharp sword pierced his chest with a "puff" sound. He groaned, but did not fall down.

"Protector Ling!" Duan Nan's tears instantly burst out when he looked at Ling Chen Xiao Zhongjian.

Then, several long swords stabbed at him like poisonous snakes. Ling Chenxiao pushed away Shen Yijie's sword and blocked several long swords stabbing at him with his sword. He shouted to Duan Nan, "Go!"

But several long swords still broke through his defense and stabbed into his body.

He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to pull out the sword.

"Ling Chenxiao, don't waste your energy. None of you can escape today! You will all die here!"

Shen Yijie had a ferocious expression: "I really want to see what Shen Yibai's expression will be when he comes back and sees that you are dead! That must be very exciting!"

Ling Chenxiao struggled hard to break free and flew up. Now he only had the Golden Core and was injured, so it was impossible for him to win.

He floated in the air, recalling the formations that Shen Yibai often used. He formed seals with both hands:

"It's like a cage, the eight gates are blocked, the world is turned upside down, trapped!"

A huge magic circle suddenly appeared, covering half of the vestibule.

"Go!" Ling Chenxiao shouted and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Given his current situation, it would be too difficult for him to use such a large area of ​​this formation.

All the men in black on the ground were trapped in the formation and couldn't move at all.

Duan Nan and Yue Yue dealt with the people on the ground and were about to go find him and leave together.

Shen Yijie was trapped. Seeing all his men dead, he shouted angrily, "Ling Chenxiao, you are looking for death!"

After saying that, he forcibly broke through the formation and went towards Ling Chenxiao. He raised Ling Chenxiao's blood abyss with a sword and stabbed Ling Chenxiao with his backhand...

puff--

Ling Chenxiao was pierced through the body by the blood abyss and was nailed to the sect wall nearby.

The blood flowed down the wall, like a tragic picture.

There was no pain on his face. It should be enough time for Brother to go back...

Red tears of blood flowed down the white sand, but he forced a smile: "Heh... Brother won't come back. Even if you kill everyone here, he won't be able to see it. You must be disappointed..."

"You are still stubborn even when you are about to die!" Shen Yijie looked at him with a strange expression: "Shen Yibai will definitely come, and he will see it, because Luo Sheng will never kill his most respected senior brother!"

Ling Chenxiao's face darkened and he coughed up a mouthful of blood: "How did you know..."

Shen Yijie leaned close to his ear and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Because he and I are the same..."

"Protector Ling! No!"

Duan Nan saw Ling Chenxiao nailed to the wall, crying heartbreakingly and rushed towards Ling Chenxiao desperately.

Yue Yue wanted to go forward and hold him, but was pierced by Shen Yiji's spiritual power. She fell to the ground without even making a sound.

The spiritual power passed through her body and ruthlessly cut across Duan Nan's neck in an instant, and Duan Nan's body slowly fell down.

There was a dead silence in the sect, only blood was still flowing.

"Shen Yibai, he can't save you, nor can he save himself!" Shen Yiji smiled strangely.

Ling Chenxiao's mind was already scattered. He had experienced this feeling many times, but this time, he wanted to live. His senior brother said that his wish was for him to live well...

The figure of Shen Yibai appeared in his mind, looking at him tenderly and saying to him: "Junior brother, I like you!"

Broken voice mixed with blood flowing out of his mouth: "Brother..."

The last sentence was never spoken...