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Wu Qilin withdrew, causing Mo Xiekuang's eyes to once again reveal an expression of anger.

Damn it, the people from the Martial Imperial Manor are too despicable.

At this moment, another voice sounded from afar.

Their power had once covered the entire continent.

Sect Leader Xie Wang, Yu Hongtian, had unparalleled martial power, suppressing all the heroes of the world.

However, because of its arrogance and its vicious actions, it had finally attracted the displeasure of the entire continent.

In the end, a group of thirteen empires formed together to attack the fetishism's headquarters. However, in that battle, all of the elite experts from the thirteen empires perished together with the Sect Leader of the fetishism.

After the battle, no one had found the body of the fetishism's Hierarch. To this day, there were still rumors saying that the Hierarch of the fetishism, Yu Hongtian, was still alive.

After this battle, the fetishism disciples were like rats crossing the street, everyone wanted to beat them up.

On the continent, there were very few traces of them.

Who would have thought that they would appear in front of everyone with such a swagger today?

When these people from the fetishism appeared, Chen Yu could clearly feel their gazes sweeping over him.

That gaze was bone-chilling and filled with killing intent.

But from beginning to end, the eyes of the leaders of the fetishism had always been fixed on Duan Sha.

"You dare to call a disciple of my Holy Sect a remnant evildoer? I have to say, you have quite the courage!"

"Hmph, you're just a follower of the Twin Blaze Sect, you don't have the qualifications to cause me to fear you!" Duan Sha said coldly.

It turned out that the flames behind fetishism's robes represented their strength.

One flame was the outer sect disciples of the fetishism. Most of these people's strengths were below the Seventh Stage of the Martial Dao.

As for the two flames, they were the true disciples of fetishism. These people's strength was at the very least Ninth Stage of the Martial Dao.

Today, the fetishism disciples who had come to the mausoleum were mostly dressed in fiery robes.

Only the leader had two flames on his back.

This meant that among them, the one with the highest force of force was merely Ninth Stage of the Martial Dao.

Therefore, Duan Sha's attitude was still as unyielding as ever.

Duan Sha sneered, he glanced at the few people from fetishism and said: "What, you guys also want to wade in this muddy water?!"

After the disciple of the fetishism, Er Yan, heard what was said, and said without care: "I came here a little late, so I'm not sure about what exactly happened here, so I don't want to meddle in other people's business. However, I am here to kill a person. "

"Who do you want to kill?" Duan Sha asked.

"Him!" He only saw the disciple of the fetishism's Two Flames pointed at Chen Yu, and killing intent flashed past her eyes.

"This person killed my fetishism's disciple. I must kill him!" When the people of fetishism spoke, their eyes were fixated on Chen Yu.

At this moment, Chen Yu's brows were slightly knitted.

He never thought that someone would know that he had killed three assassins in Kai Yang City.

However, with the fetishism's ability, it would be strange if he could find out everything.

He hadn't thought that those who wanted to kill him would all gather together on this day.

The situation seemed to be a little unfriendly …

"What if I don't agree?" Duan Sha said in a serious tone.

"Hehe, I'm afraid that's not up to you." Speaking up to here, the fetishism's disciple, Er Yan, looked at Mo Xiekuang and said: "Leader Mo, have you considered about the matter of me persuading you to join the fetishism?!"

"Mm?!" When Mo Xiekuang heard the words of the fetishism disciple, his gaze focused.

It was clear that this person had something to say when he mentioned this!

"If Leader Mo agrees to join the Divine Sect, I can guarantee that you will be promoted to a disciple of the Second Flame and help you kill your enemies!" People from the fetishism.

"You mean …" Mo Xiekuang's eyes revealed a cold killing intent as he asked.

"Duan Sha, I can block it for you!"

With that, countless figures instantly appeared around the mausoleum.

All of them were fetishism disciples who were dressed in black robes with flames embroidered on the back.

Instantly, Chen Yu's pupils contracted.

The two great Ninth Stage of the Martial Dao Rankers had teamed up and wanted his life. Could it be that today, he was going to die here?!

Duan Sha's expression had also changed drastically.

His eyes flickered as he seemed to have made a difficult decision.

With a raise of his hand, a bright firework shot towards the sky.

Immediately after, Duan Sha roared towards the sky, and with a tight tone:

"Disciples of the Martial Imperial Manor, listen to my orders. There's a change in the situation. This mission ends here. Everyone break out of the encirclement and return to the Duke's Mansion!"

Duan Sha's voice was extremely penetrating.

Even from a thousand meters away, one could hear his words clearly.

The Martial Imperial Manor geniuses who were not in the mausoleum revealed a trace of confusion in their eyes.

How could this be?! Why did the mission suddenly stop?

However, even though they were confused, they could still hear Duan Sha's voice.

The Martial Imperial Manor disciples standing outside the mausoleum all withdrew and returned on the same path.

As for the center of the tomb, Huang He, Zhao Yijian, and the others who were facing the fetishism knew clearly how dangerous the situation was.

The Demon Sect and the sandbandit were actually united.

On the other side, the people from the Southern Wilderness were also eyeing him like tigers stalking their prey.

If they showed any sign of weakness, Wu Qilin and his men would definitely not miss the chance to deal them a fatal blow.

"Let's split up!"

Following the shout, Duan Sha's body released a burst of killing intent.

It was a determination that would only emerge after countless life and death battles.

"Alright!"

Following Zhao Yijian and the others' responses, the geniuses of the Martial Imperial Manor immediately scattered and broke through the encirclement in all directions.

"Don't let any of them escape!"

Following the command given by the disciple from fetishism, countless of disciples from fetishism collaborated with the disciple from sandbandit and started attacking towards the people from Martial Imperial Manor.

"Brat, I want to see who will save you this time!"

Mo Xiekuang was the first one to rush towards Chen Yu.

Both of his fists suddenly exploded, transforming into numerous bloody fist imprints as he ferociously charged forward.

"If this continues, I will definitely not be Mo Xiekuang's match. Rather than just sitting here waiting to be killed, it would be better to just fight it out!"

In Chen Yu's hand, a small bottle suddenly appeared.

This bottle contained fifteen "Boundless Golden Pellets" that could help one reach the eighth level of the Martial Dao.