Chapter: 7843
Coupled with the fact that Gong Qianqiu fled before the battle, the Qianqiu Sect members were leaderless and lost their will to fight.
"Kill, don't let the Qianqiu sect have a chance to revive."
With Ye Junlin's order, the members of the base camp and their affiliated forces counterattacked across the board.
The Qianqiu sect was defeated and suffered heavy casualties.
In this battle, the eighty students led by Tianshensi and Ning Jinye showed their splendor and killed Qianqiu's disciples crying for their fathers and mothers.
In less than two hours, everyone killed the Qianqiu sect members and vassal forces in all directions for dozens of miles.
Ye Junlin led the crowd to a complete victory.
And the news quickly spread to all corners of the world.
Especially the remnants of many forces that were suppressed by Ye Junlin before, all want to see the joke of Ye Junlin's party being destroyed.
"Ye Junlin's strength is too strong, even the great masters of the Kunlun Ruins failed."
"You can't provoke Ye Junlin in the future. It is said that the four strong men in the Kunlun Ruins were all killed by Ye Junlin's punch. Their strength is simply too abnormal."
"The Qianqiu Sect's level of power all ended in disastrous defeat, let's quickly find a place to hide!"
Many forces hid one after another, fearing that Ye Junlin would be angered by watching the excitement, which would lead to death.
On the other side, Ye Junlin and the others didn't stop, they continued to pursue the victory and wiped out the remnants of the Qianqiu Sect.
the other side.
Qianqiu Sect General Forum.
Gong Qianqiu and the others fled back in embarrassment, the blood in their bodies still violently surging.
If it wasn't for the panacea, Gong Qianqiu's internal injuries would have been out of control long ago.
Only Xuanming, Sanshengzi and Xue Pengzhan escaped from Taixu Shenzong.
The other four Taixu Shenzong Tianjiao all died in order to cover the retreat of everyone.
"Bastards, monkeys in the secular world, I will definitely kill you all."
San Shengzi has reached the point of being out of breath.
Especially thinking that the ancient bronze sword passed to him by his master was crushed by Ye Junlin with his bare hands, the third son was even more depressed.
"How can I explain this to Master!"
San Shengzi was extremely depressed, the blood in his chest surged again, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Hastily threw a few pills into his mouth, and the churning blood was barely calmed down.
Xuanming and Xue Pengzhan also drooped their heads, completely lost the arrogance and aggressiveness of the past.
Especially recalling the scene where Ye Junlin smashed his companion with a punch, Xue Pengzhan felt lingering fear, and even felt a chill down his spine.
"Qianqiu, hurry up and pack your things, and leave this place with me."
"Relying on those so-called dead men taught by Qianqiu, Ye Junlin can't be stopped at all." JrNovels.com