Trampling

"Pianran, try your best to escape."

Yan Beichen sent a voice transmission secretly, "I'm the one they want to kill. I'll hold them back. As long as you escape and find Zimo, he'll naturally take revenge for me!"

"Trying to escape?"

Suddenly, the voice of Immortal Sword sounded with a hint of mockery.

"Since I've found this place, I won't give you any chances."

He smiled indifferently and waved his hand. "Elder Qin, come out. This lowlife has betrayed Sword Sect and is now with the greatest fiend of the fiend sects. I'll hand her over to you."

"Sigh."

A sigh sounded from the bamboo forest.

A middle-aged woman with a long sword on her back walked out and looked at Qin Pianran with a conflicted expression, shaking her head. "Pianran, why were you so foolish! Why, why…"

Another Conjoint Body Mighty Figure!

Yan Beichen's heart sank.

He knew that the chances of them leaving this place alive were extremely slim.