Chapter 2888
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"They're out! The demons of the Xiaoyao Sect are out! "
"Quick, inform everyone to gather at the north side!!"
Yun Zhaoxing and Xuan Menglan were guarding the north side of the portal.
Seeing Yun Ruohan's group come out, especially Luoyu, their eyes lit up.
Then, Xuan Menglan pointed at Yun Ruohan and cursed, "You're still alive, you demon! You stole my son's body and killed him. Today, I'll make you pay for it … "
But before she could finish, the five from the Xiaoyao Sect had already moved.
They didn't even have the interest to talk nonsense.
Their first move was with all their strength.
His first move was a thunderous strike, a sure-kill ultimate move.
Yun Zhaoxing and Xuan Menglan were sure that Yun Ruohan felt guilty towards the Yun family.
After all, she had taken over Yun Jifeng's body.
She didn't kill the old woman earlier, and didn't fight back when she was surrounded.
So when she saw the five this time, Xuan Menglan immediately took the initiative and mentioned Yun Jifeng's death to make Yun Ruohan feel guilty.
Because she knew that she had to end the battle quickly and capture Lan Luoyu.
Only then would the Yun family monopolize Bai Ze and Bi Fang's soul orbs.
But who knew that Yun Ruohan would act differently this time.
Before she could even finish speaking, a cold sword was already right in front of her.
Xuan Menglan was shocked and wanted to dodge.
But the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, and all the moisture in the air condensed into ice.
Cracking sounds rang out in his ears as the blood in his body turned cold inch by inch and froze inch by inch.
Xuan Menglan was shocked and hurriedly used her spiritual energy to create a ball of fire to undo the ice on her body.
She put her other hand into the storage artifact at her waist and took out a jade flute.
After all, she was an advanced Astral Projection cultivator.
Just a little bit of ice was quickly dissolved.
She put the jade flute to her lips and blew, and the spiritual energy in the air rippled.
Yun Ruohan felt the blood in his body start to boil, and scenes that made him angry and sad appeared in front of him.
This jade flute was an illusory artifact!
He was shocked, and couldn't control his emotions for a moment. His eyes gradually became blurry.
A mocking and proud smile appeared on Xuan Menglan's face.
The jade flute in his hand transformed into a longsword, stabbing toward Yun Ruohan's neck.
The face in front of her belonged to her son Yun Jifeng.
But at this moment, Xuan Menglan didn't have the slightest bit of pity on her face.
To her, nothing was more important than the development of the Yun Family and her own bright future.
Yun Ruohan's life was useless.
These little bastards of the Xiaoyao Sect only needed to capture Lan Luoyu and Muyan alive.
But the sword in Yun Ruohan's hand seemed to be more powerful than Yun Zhaoxing's [Eight-edged Jian].
If he could snatch it away …
Puff!
This was the sound of the tip of the sword piercing through flesh.
However, Xuan Menglan didn't even have the chance to reveal a smile when she felt a wave of intense pain in her chest.
What followed was a bone-piercing chill that spread throughout her entire body, rendering her unable to move.
Yun Ruohan leaned to the side and placed the Ice Soul Sword in front of her neck, shouting, "All of you stop, or don't blame me for being merciless!!"
The surroundings fell into a deathly silence.
Ling Yusheng had already untied all the villagers of Yuan Wu Village who were hung upside down.
Leng Yumo and the others also killed the cultivators who had just tortured the villagers and came to Yun Ruohan's side.
Seeing the five people standing in front of them, firmly protecting them, the villagers of Yuan Wu Village burst into tears.
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