Chapter: 4442

How long is ten breaths?

It's only twenty or thirty seconds.

It is difficult to run, but there are opportunities.

It is not an exaggeration to say that only people in the outer area can escape, and the thousands of people who have just approached Nanfeng do not have that chance.

Zhang Mu has a chivalrous style in his work, the first wave, his countdown, has given time to many people.

In the second wave, when Nan Feng died, the time for more than a dozen breaths was also the stage when Shi Fenghou waited for others to leave, it was a second chance.

The third time, ten breath time, is the last chance.

Regarding the matter of Nanfeng, all his subordinates were all close to him, their hearts were shaken the most, and they escaped the slowest. Many innocent people also escaped according to Zhang Mu's wishes. If they couldn't escape, they would die.

"Quick, run away!"

"Ahhh!"

Many exclamations and roars spread throughout the Snow Wind Palace.

At this moment, Dong Chen looked at Zhang Han and coughed lightly.

Seeing Zhang Han nodding, he moved and flew to the side, setting up defensive circles in some treasure houses, medicine fields, and cultivation resources.

"The ten breaths have arrived."

Zhang Mu slowly opened his eyes.

"Hands, one palm, horizontally for seven seconds to dissipate." Zhang Han held Zi Yan's left hand to remind him.

"Um."

Zi Yan waved her hand to attack.

The sea moon fan reappears.

Sweeping away from right to left, within seven seconds, nearly ten thousand people who had been leaning against Nanfeng before died.

The huge fan slowly dissipated.

But the aftermath began to sweep away in all directions.

The main hall buildings collapsed under the impact. In the nearby area, except for a few medicine fields and treasure houses that were protected, other buildings were in a mess.

Looking at the more than 10,000 people who fled, Zhang Han sighed in his heart.

The master of Fengxue Hall did not appear, even if the sect was destroyed, as long as he was there to gather disciples, then Fengxue Hall would still exist, although the scale was much smaller.

In the world of cultivating immortals, Zongmen wars do not distinguish between good and evil. To live is also to leave a curse for oneself in the future.

But this battle can be regarded as the enmity between Zhang Mu and Nanfeng.

If you let it go, let it go, the Nanfeng lineage has also died, except for the master of Fengxue Hall who has not yet been settled, other people don't care. In this world, Zi Yan can ignore the rules of the world, and Zhang Han Jindan's practice has only just started. At first, after a period of time, he himself will be able to fight those fake Nascent Soul Patriarchs.

"Three attacks."

Zhang Han commanded Zi Yan to move forward, sweeping everywhere, eliminating a few greedy people.