everything."

The weak woman raised her head with difficulty, looking at Bai Ye's dark thoughts.

At this time, a spirit man riding a fast horse galloped towards this place.

When the Soul Master arrived, he immediately turned over and dismounted, panting heavily while shouting: "Lord Qian Yizhen! Lord Snake Snake! Here they come! They are here!!"

Everyone was stunned.

"Who is coming?" Qian Yizhen asked anxiously.

"Yes... they are from the imperial patrol! They have arrived this morning! They have now passed the Shimon Pass and are heading towards the Wanxiang Gate here!!" the man gasped.

As soon as he said this, everyone's expressions changed drastically, including that woman's.

Is this Wanxiangmen imperial patrol team real or fake? If it is real, the woman's only chance to escape will be lost. If it is fake, Bai Ye will definitely die!

If a third party exists, then no one here will be spared!

For a time, people were extremely anxious and their hearts were beating wildly.

Not long after, a team appeared again outside Tianma City.

It is still the costume of Wanxiangmen.

They are still a neat team with unpredictable cultivation.

However, unlike the previous seventy-two people, there were only more than twenty people in this group, and they were all middle-aged or even old.

They rode towards this side on horseback, each of them looking surprised.

Obviously, they smelled the aura of Burning Heaven Realm stirring in the air.

"How is this going?"

The first old man frowned.

The woman looked sideways and was stunned for a moment. When she saw the person clearly, she was suddenly overjoyed.

"It's Elder Liu, Deacon Zhou??"

As if she had found a lifeline, she shouted urgently: "Elder Liu, Deacon Zhou! Is that you? Help! Please help me!!"

The woman shouted and rushed towards these people.

Qian Yizhen's expression changed drastically, and he immediately rushed over, intending to stop the woman.

But as soon as the leading old man waved his hand, a surge of air came and forcefully threw Qian Yizhen back.

"Master Qian, are you okay?"

Later, Long Jueren hurriedly supported Qian Yizhen.

"I'm fine..." Qian Yizhen stared at the team with bitterness on his face: "I'm in trouble this time..."

The woman fled to the team, bowed weakly, and then started to cry.

"Yan Yue... what's wrong with you? What's going on? Aren't you in the headquarters? Why are you here?"

Elder Liu looked startled and asked anxiously.

"Elder Liu, please avenge my brothers and sisters who died..."

Yan Yue knelt down while crying, and Lihua said to the rain: "Recently, Master has received many letters for help from Zhiwu Continent. The letters claimed that our Wanxiang Sect branch stationed in Zhiwu Continent was attacked by Xiaoxiao.

Unable to resist, the whole Wanxiang Sect branch fell into the hands of Na Xiaoxiao. Master was furious and sent us to investigate the matter. However, he did not want to be resisted by Na Xiaoxiao. Na Xiaoxiao wounded him with a concealed weapon.

We, even more, have a shocking magic weapon to rely on. We have suffered a great loss. All the disciples who came with me have died. I am the only one who is still alive, but my cultivation... has been ruined by that person...

Elder, please make the decision for us!!"

Hearing Yan Yue's words, the imperial patrol team was shocked.

"No, that witch seems to be complaining!!"

Qian Yizhen's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly shouted to the elders behind him: "Elder Hu, hurry up, those few people there should be the people from the main sect, please go there quickly, explain everything to them, and expose the woman

face."

Qian Yizhen knew that others would not believe what he said in this situation, so he immediately asked Elder Hu to come out.

"well!"

Elder Hu did not dare to neglect and walked out in a hurry.

But as soon as he reached a hundred meters in front of Qian Yizhen, his body suddenly exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist and died miserably...

"Elder Hu!!"

The Wanxiang Sect disciples screamed at the top of their lungs...
Chapter completed!