Chapter 92 Massacre

Author: Go fishing in the mountains

Chapter 92 Massacre

The top of Changqi Peak.

The black wind roared, and the evil spirit spread everywhere.

Everyone in the Donglai Sect looked horrified and couldn't believe the scene before them.

It had only been a few days since the attack on the clan was over, and the dust had already settled.

Right now, Shangguan Ye's fighting power dominates the entire field, and no one is his opponent.

"Is our Donglai Sect... about to end?" Qin Yao murmured.

The disciples of the Donglai Sect, even the disciples of the Ziqi Pavilion who were usually pampered, picked up sword-edged treasures to fight against the enemy, but they could only end up in such a miserable situation, with deaths and injuries everywhere.

It is unimaginable that this century-old sect collapsed just because the sect leader was seriously injured.

Sister Hua and the young male cultivator stood aside, staring at Zhao Huaiqing, the grandfather of her third uncle.

"Master Shangguan, can you please give me a favor and leave Zhao Huaiqing to us?" Sister Hua said in a soft voice.

"oh?"

"This is our own business," said Sister Hua.

The implication is that we don’t want outsiders to interfere.

If someone is really ignorant and becomes an enemy of the Earthly Evil Twelve, then he will bear the consequences at his own risk.

Shangguan Ye said: "Then you can handle it."

A sect like the Iron Sword Sect is most taboo about enmity with such a killer organization.

"Thank you." Sister Hua said.

When the young monk heard this, he rushed over in a few steps and raised his hand to take the life of his third uncle and grandpa.

The third uncle and grandpa were neither happy nor angry, and asked: "Newcomer?"

"To be precise, I have to kill you to be a newbie." The young male cultivator sneered, "It's not like you don't understand the rules."

The rule of the Disha Twelve is that by killing an organization member, that member can be replaced.

Therefore, if young people want to join the Disha Twelve, they must kill the contemporary "dog", the third uncle and grandfather.

"Who are you?" asked the third uncle and grandpa.

"I don't remember your name a long time ago. If I kill you, I'll call you Hyena."

"What a good name." Third uncle and grandpa smiled bitterly.

As he spoke, the young man had already walked towards the place where his third uncle and grandfather Zhao Huaiqing was. Now he was nailed to the boulder with a sword, and he was like a piece of meat on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered, unable to make any reaction.

What's more, judging from the young man's actions just now, he is also an out-and-out Tongxuan monk.

Full health versus residual health is almost guaranteed.

The people of the Donglai Sect who were crucified still wanted to struggle, but they still couldn't move even though they tried their best.

Taoist Ziyun raised his head and looked at the sky. There were dense clouds in the sky, just like the mood of everyone in the Donglai Sect at this time.

Could it be that Donglai Zongzhen will not be destroyed?

Over there, Shangguan Ye smiled sinisterly and walked towards the Donglai Sect disciples.

Now that things have happened, the disciples are terrified, looking at Shangguan Ye approaching, as if they are seeing a god of death coming in person.

Everyone was in panic.

But at the top of Changqi Peak, there is no way out.

Some timid disciples have begun to cry secretly, and some are even hesitating whether they should kneel down and beg for mercy, in order to compromise and seek a way out.

At this time.

A muscular disciple used all his strength to slam into Shangguan Ye like a wild bull, hugging his waist with all his strength, trying to stop the Sixth Realm monk's progress.

This person is none other than Wang Erchui from Chaoyang Peak!

Wang Erchui roared angrily: "What a coward!"

But it's like a mantis using its arms as a chariot.

Shangguan Ye moved forward as if nothing happened, while Wang Erchui tried his best to resist, but to no avail and was pushed forward.

The gap between the three realms and the six realms is not as big as usual.

Two deep grooves appeared on the ground, which were caused by Wang Erchui's full force pedaling.

"If you want to kill my disciples, kill me first!" Wang Erchui roared.

Shangguan Ye stopped and said with a smile: "Do you think you can change the situation by yelling a few words?"

After that, a sword penetrated Wang Erchui's chest.

"ah!"

After hearing a scream, Wang Erchui vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Shangguan Ye drew his sword and kicked Wang Erhammer aside.

Wang Erchui tried his best, spitting blood and phlegm, and struggled to hug Shangguan Ye's legs and feet, but the latter had already gone far and could not catch up.

"You bastard! Do you think I'm afraid of you!" Wang Erchui shouted, "I, a disciple of the Donglai Sect, are not cowards. Even if I turn into a fierce ghost, I will make your Iron Sword Sect restless!"

At the critical moment of the sect's life and death, this proud man of Chaoyang Peak wanted to awaken the blood of the people of Donglai Sect.

Even if you die standing up, you cannot live on your knees!

"Noisy." Shangguan Ye said in a deep voice.

He waved a sword energy with his backhand and split the ground!

Wang Erchui no longer had the strength to dodge and was struck by the sword energy.

Keng!

"Senior Brother Wang!"

"Two hammers!"

"..."

Amidst the screams and worries, the bloody head rolled down.

Wang Erchui, a disciple of Chaoyangfeng of Donglai Sect, died in the sect.

This became the last straw that broke the hearts of everyone in the Donglai Sect.

The remaining disciples looked ashen, and Senior Brother Wang's miserable situation was the situation they were about to face.

On top of the boulder, the peak master and Taoist Ziyun were crucified, feeling extremely desolate in their hearts.

Shangguan Ye laughed loudly and said: "You dare to make such a noise even in the three realms! The remaining Donglai Sect disciples will kneel down and kowtow. I may spare your lives!"

Having learned from Wang Erchui's mistakes, the disciples of the Donglai Sect no longer have the mood to resist.

Every step Shangguan Ye takes to approach creates huge pressure in everyone's hearts.

This Shangguan Ye is a monk in the Sixth Realm, so there is no room for resistance by anyone.

Senior Brother Wang Erchui has a strong backbone, but now his head is in a different place.

If he were to imitate Senior Brother Wang Erchui again, he would definitely end up with the same fate.

A monk is useless if he only has bones.

Only by surviving can we have a longer-term possibility.

At this time, the disciples of the Donglai Sect had almost the same idea.

"Don't...!" Yu Qiushui yelled.

Qin Yao shouted loudly: "I, a disciple of Danlu Peak, must not kneel down and beg for mercy!"

As for the third uncle and grandpa, he remained silent and did not speak.

"You guys, be afraid of death." Shangguan Ye's eyes were cold, and he waved his iron sword and swept away the disciples of the Donglai Sect one by one.

Even though the two peak masters explicitly prohibited it, some disciples knelt on the ground one after another, kowtowed and begged for mercy.

With someone taking the lead, more and more disciples kneeled down.

"Bad luck!" Qin Yao, who looked like a child, yelled angrily, "I have taught you all these years for nothing!"

The beautiful woman Yu Qiu Shui looked sad, knowing that the Donglai Sect's bones were gone.

Taoist Ziyun sighed deeply, shook his head and said, "I may not spare them."

Sure enough, Shangguan Ye walked up to a disciple and slashed out with his sword, cutting off the disciple's arm and causing blood to splash everywhere.

"If you can bear it, I will spare your life."

After that, he walked towards the next disciple and chopped off that disciple's leg with a sword, making him disabled.

Shangguan Ye's cruel methods completely broke the hearts of everyone in the Donglai Sect. Some people even felt that being disabled was much better than losing one's head and body.

The entire top of Changqi Peak was filled with bloody wind and rain.

Shangguan Ye was covered in blood, like an executioner who was irresistible to gods and Buddhas.

Here, Sister Hua urged:

"After the show, it's time to take action."

The young male cultivator nodded and prepared to step forward and remove the head of his third uncle, Zhao Huaiqing.
Chapter completed!