Moon Sanren also stared at Guanghan Taoist.
However, there was a trace of despair in Moon Sanren's eyes.
He had lost this battle.
Thinking back, both of them had fought against each other countless times when they were young.
He had always been the winner.
Especially in the last battle between the South Peak and the North Peak, he had almost killed Guanghan Taoist by relying on the Crimson Moon Mountain Gate Master's token, the Crimson Moon Edict.
Unfortunately, Guanghan Taoist did not die and escaped.
Yue Sanren sighed dejectedly in his heart.
He knew that Guanghan Taoist would definitely come back, but he did not expect him to come back so quickly and so aggressively.
"Yes, it's time to end it."
At the last moment, Moon Sanren's tone became calmer.
Moon Sanren raised his remaining right arm and waved the giant axe in his hand slightly, creating a gust of wind.
His eyes suddenly became incomparably cold.
His face was full of determination.
In terms of this battle, he was indeed bound to lose.
And the consequence of failure was death!
However, he was the current Master of Crimson Moon Mountain Gate. Even if he had to die, he had to die a heroic death.
At least, he had to drag Guanghan Taoist to the Netherworld with him.
As long as Guanghan Taoist died, Crimson Moon Mountain Gate would be saved.
After that, with the help of Alchemy Emperor Gu Xuan, Sage-to-be Withered Grass would be able to become the Master.
There were many Sage-to-be disciples in his sect, and one of them would be able to become a Sage-to-be. At that time, the inheritance of Crimson Moon Mountain Gate would not be cut off.
At the thought of this, Moon Sanren's eyes were suddenly filled with murderous intent.
A trace of destructive aura gushed out from his body.
He had decided to risk his life to get close to Guanghan Taoist and then self-destruct to die together with him.
Whoosh!
Moon Sanren turned into a ray of light and shot toward Guanghan Taoist.
Guanghan Taoist stared at Moon Sanren with a flash of light in his eyes and a scornful smile on his face.
"Hahaha, as I expected, you really want to use this move.
You want to die with me? Do you think you can do it? "
Daoist Guang Han laughed maniacally and stepped into the void. Light flashed where his foot landed, and the layers of space shattered.
With the help of this huge recoil, his body shot up into the sky and actually flew even higher into the sky, stopping among the flowing clouds.
Yue Sanren frowned and then laughed at Taoist Hiroshima.
"Daoist Vast Frost, didn't you want to fight me to the death?
Why are you running away? Are you trying to be a coward? "
As he spoke, he did not stop at all and continued charging towards Master Guang Han.
Down below, when Half-saint Withered Grass and Half-saint Wutong saw this, they looked at each other and felt that something was amiss.
His master was clearly at an absolute disadvantage, so how could he possibly chase after the other party?
Then, there was only one possibility!
"Not good, there's an ambush!"
Half-saint Withered Grass moved and flew higher into the sky.
Half-saint Wutong's reaction was slower by half a beat, but he still followed.
"F * ck! These two idiots, even idiots can see that there's an ambush. Why are they still charging forward? "
No one knew when the Blood Ancestor had met up with the Dragon-devouring Vine.
When he saw Half-saint Withered Grass flying up, he immediately chased after him.
The Blood Ancestor did not care about Yue Sanren's life or death.
However, Half-saint Withered Grass was one of his own, so he could not ignore his life or death.
Otherwise, if Half-saint Withered Grass was accidentally killed by Daoist Guang Han, it would be difficult to explain to Gu Xuan.
Whoosh!
Whoosh! Several figures, one in front and one behind, all flew into the surging flowing clouds.
The fierce wind whistled, causing everyone's clothes to flutter.
The ones flying in front were still Daoist Guang Han and Yue Sanren, one running away and the other chasing.
Suddenly, Daoist Guang Han stopped.
"You know there's an ambush, yet you still charged forward. How stupid!
Do you want to get rid of my hidden means as well?
Unfortunately, you're not qualified. "
Daoist Guang Han made a Taoist seal with both hands, and the power of three rules condensed into silk threads that suddenly shot out and disappeared into the three white clouds.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Three figures flew out of the clouds and stood between Daoist Guang Han and Yue Sanren.
Yue Sanren's pupils shrank, and his eyes were filled with disbelief. He stopped moving.
"How is this possible?"
Yue Sanren stared at the three people and was extremely shocked.
In the distance, Half-saint Withered Grass looked at the three people, and his face changed dramatically.
"Three beginner Saint Realm cultivators. What's going on?
I know the one in the middle. Isn't that Chen Xuan 'ang from Tianchen Kingdom?
He has been missing for hundreds of years. How could he appear here? "
Yue Sanren suddenly turned around and looked at Half-saint Withered Grass and Half-saint Wutong.
"You two, don't come near. The battle here is not something you can interfere with! "
Half-saint Withered Grass and Half-saint Wutong stopped moving.
What else could they do other than smile bitterly?
The enemy, including Daoist Guang Han, was a total of four Saint Realm cultivators!
Even Yue Sanren had a bitter smile on his face.
He wanted to see what other trump cards Daoist Guang Han had so that he could kill him. He did not expect that there would be three beginner Saint Realm cultivators!
If there were only two beginner Saint Realm cultivators, Yue Sanren was confident that he could kill them all by self-explosion.
However, there was no hope for four of them.
Especially Daoist Guang Han, who was blocked at the back. He could not even get close to him, let alone kill him.
"Hahaha!"
Daoist Guang Han laughed loudly.
"How is it? Are you desperate? Are you scared?
This is the gap between you and me!
Do you think that I would come to you if I was not confident?
If you're driven to desperation, you'll eventually choose to self-destruct. That's something I can imagine.
Now, do you still want to self-explode? "
Daoist Guang Han stared at Yue Sanren with a savage look and laughed wantonly.
This time, he had won in the end.
Moreover, he had completely trampled on Yue Sanren, making him unable to resist!
Yue Sanren did not speak for a long time.
At this point, he actually felt at a loss for what to do.
How could he have fallen to the point where he couldn't even use self-destruction to drag the enemy down with him?
In the sky, the wind was howling and the clouds were flying.
Yue Sanren was silent for a long time. His aura began to become unstable and slowly weakened.
"This time, it's my loss.
I can give up the position of the rightful Sect Leader. I only hope that you can treat the people of the North Peak well.
At least, don't kill all of us. How about that? "
Yue Sanren looked at Daoist Guang Han, as if he had aged a few decades in an instant.
Daoist Guang Han laughed even more wildly.
"Yue Sanren, you finally bowed to me. I am very happy.
However, it is too late! Today, I'm going to annihilate the entire Northern Peak! "
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