Chapter 223 (2/2)

”Oh? Do you have any cards? Then I really want to have a good experience. ” Feng Xiaotian looked up to the sky and burst into laughter. His tone was full of sarcasm.

He thinks that the present supreme elder is bluffing.

Otherwise, he didn't need to burn his life essence just now. He is at the end of his tether!

”Elder, come here!” The supreme elder knew that this could not be done well, so he roared.

At this time, a small walking old man came over, and then came to the side of the supreme elder.

”Elder, where is that guy dead?” Taishang elder frowned slightly, and then said a poor tone.

”Elder Taishang, the great elder has just died in the war. Before he died, he blew up the golden elixir of martial arts and died with dozens of powerful warriors.” The little old man sighed slowly, and then said something leisurely.

”What?” The elder's face suddenly became gloomy, and his momentum was only from the sky, and the whole person was completely angry.

”Not only the great elder, but all the Dharma protectors and offerings in our sect all died in battle. The two elders, the three elders and the six elders have all returned to heaven.” The little old man hesitated for a moment, or told the result of the battle to the supreme elder.

With the story of the little old man, the elder's face was more and more gloomy. His whole body was full of momentum, and the killing opportunity in his eyes became more and more intense.

In this war, the loss of qingluan gate was too heavy to bear.

”Old man, you'd better surrender. If I'm in a good mood, maybe I can leave you a whole body.” Feng Xiaotian saw this behind the scenes, his heart is no fear, his tone is very ironic said a, eyes full of fun.”Elder Tai Shang, 90% of our disciples have been killed in battle, and there are few experts left in our sect. What should we do now?” The little old man spoke nervously, his eyes full of despair.

But even so, no one in qingluan gate surrendered, but all chose to fight to the death!

It has to be said that the disciples of the qingluan sect are very backbone, far superior to other sects.

Just because of the terrible cohesion of qingluan gate, Feng Xiaotian feels very surprised.

Most of Feng Xiaotian's subordinates died in the war. Now there are only a few hundred left, but all of them are seriously injured.

In a short period of time, more than 700 people died in succession.

This makes Feng Xiaotian feel a trace of pain, after all, this is his hard-working training of the subordinates, each of them is very valuable.

The battle was so tragic that countless buildings in the gate of qingluan were destroyed, and even the valley of qingluan was devastated, as if it would collapse completely at any time.

Feng Xiaotian clenched his fist and hated qingluan gate.

This is the first time that Feng Xiaotian went out to perform a task since he became the tenth leader of ranchen Pavilion.

However, Feng Xiaotian's first battle not only did not perform meritorious deeds, but also caused heavy losses to ranchen Pavilion, which made Feng Xiaotian feel very ashamed.

Feng Xiaotian's heart is full of anger, he once again sacrifice that huge roulette, and then toward the front of the qingluan gate people, mercilessly bombard away.

”Boom

The terrifying spirit power wave suddenly crushed the whole audience, and countless qingluan disciples were directly crushed into flesh and mud under this blow.