The word "kill" makes a hundred thousand sword cultivators' eyes turn scarlet in an instant!
clank!
In an instant, one hundred thousand sword souls shot out!
Once the sword is stained with the first drop of blood, there is no turning back.
Each sword cultivator burst into anger, staring at these hypocritical and treacherous Taimiao students in front of them, and swung their swords to kill them at close range!
Puff!
In close combat, sword cultivators have a great advantage!
In just one moment, thousands of swords were killed, heads were flying in the sky, flying swords were flying, and blood was dripping!
"Killed!"
"These sword cultivators deceived the emperor and betrayed the country!"
When tens of thousands of Ancestral Temple students saw this, as long as they were not dead, they all sneered in their hearts!
They cried in panic, turned around and fled!
Regardless of whether the sword cultivator resists or not, it is all part of their plan!
Although many heads were beheaded in a short period of time, it is... acceptable!
From the beginning to the end, the Prime Minister You Fengya watched this scene coldly.
As soon as the sword cultivator moved, he immediately declared coldly: "One hundred thousand sword cultivators disobeyed the imperial edict, harmed the future pillars of the Immortal Kingdom, and killed innocent people indiscriminately. This is an unforgivable crime!"
After finishing speaking, he turned back to the darkness and declared!
"Zong Shenwei, suppress and destroy him!"
That dark place was exactly the direction in which a group of Ancestral Temple students fled.
These young people have no intention of fighting.
After forcing the swordsman to take action, they all fled in a hurry!
The next moment, half a million "Zongshen Guards" wearing heavy armor appeared in front of them!
This is the private army of the Zongshen Mansion. It is composed of the children of the heavenly clans. They are generally over twenty years old. They have rich combat experience, have been trained all year round, and have a systematic fighting system.
Boom boom boom!
The 500,000 divine guards of the sect have found their banner and made their official debut!
It wasn't until this moment that a chilling and brutal aura enveloped the entire place!
"Kill the traitors and overthrow the sacred monument of swordsmanship!" You Fengya, as the prime minister of a country, gave the order, and the five hundred thousand sect divine guards stared at the one hundred thousand sword cultivators with solemn eyes, roared in unison, and came forward to kill them!
This scene, which had been prepared for a long time, stunned the onlookers.
"What is going on? Who is treason?"
Many people are confused.
Ancestral Temple students, Zong Shenwei, these are obviously Qingye faction forces, but they are under the banner of Empress Shen Xi?
"They used His Majesty's name to overthrow the Kendo Monument. Will they make us hate the empress? Are they treating us as fools?"
"Prime Minister You is looking for death!"
"No! This is definitely not his personal behavior..."
At this moment, the people probably still have a good idea.
"Oops, sword cultivators are going extinct!"
At this moment of action, someone comes again!
A total of dozens of Zongshenfu clan kings came out of Yongle Inn!
Buzz!
The group of people headed by Ye Qingtian looked at them with solemn eyes.
"Prime Minister You, what happened?" Ye Qingtian asked coldly.
You will pass by Fengya.
"Disrespecting the imperial edict, rebelling against the Holy One, and massacring our compatriots is a crime worthy of death!" After Ye Qingtian said coldly, he looked at the Sun Sword Saint with burning eyes, "Zong Shenwei, listen to my order and kill evil for the country!"
"yes!"
"In my Ancestral Temple, I am willing to punish evil spirits!"
"I, the Immortal Club of the Six Directions, are willing to punish evil spirits!"
"Daoge joins!"
Master Mu Tian and others have successively represented the Shenxi Fairy Kingdom to judge sword cultivators!
In this case, the situation becomes very clear. Either the Qingye clan is openly treasonous, or Shen Xi really wants to deal with the sword cultivator!
"punish!"
A group of strong men from the Qingye system descended from the sky!
Ye Qingtian stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Sword Master Sun with a sneer!
Mu Tianshi, You Fengya, Ye Qingli and other three people, with their holy energy rolling around, pressed against Nangong Xi, You Yue and Su Lianlian.
More than 500,000 sect divine guards and students from the Imperial Ancestral Temple surrounded these 100,000 sword cultivators!
Among them, the tens of thousands of Ancestral Temple students relied on the suppression of the sect's divine guards to go directly behind the Sword Dao Monument.
"The monument of sin is not worthy of standing in the world!"
Master Li looked at the billions of desolate and mottled sword marks, and showed a happy smile, "Overthrow it!"
Boom boom boom!
Tens of thousands of Ancestral Temple students gathered their magic power, cast tens of thousands of spells, and all bombarded this kendo monument!
The Kendo Monument shook violently, and the ground cracked with network-like cracks!
On the sacred monument, there are sword marks that have been circulating since ancient times and are eternal. Even the wind and rain cannot extinguish them. Under the bombardment of countless Taoist techniques, they exploded into bursts of dust!
"Woooo..."
On the sacred monument, wisps of immortal souls were frightened and let out shrill, confused screams!
They bumped into each other in panic, staring blankly at the fanatical young people of the fairyland, feeling extremely miserable. A stream of real blood and tears flowed down the stele, unable to fall to the ground, leaving the Taoist skills of future generations.
Annihilation.
"Hate! Resent! The most powerful monster in the world will always turn into a monster out of resentment! Including Jin, including you! You have billions of resentments, and you have been unwilling for eternity. It is this human race that has wronged you! It is your descendants who have betrayed you.
I have lost you! This sad world is not worth your care and protection!"
"Time has changed you a long time ago. You have been watching over thousands of generations in the heaven, but your descendants have not given you any justice. They even regard you as a sin! Is it sad? Is it painful?
Are you angry? Are you hateful? Only by becoming a demon and having overwhelming resentment can you make all those who have wronged you pay the heaviest price!"
Master Li stood under the swaying swordsmanship monument, flicking the swordsmanship monument with his fingers, smiling strangely.
"You can become a monster if your resentment is not extinguished! Why bother asking for justice for ten thousand years? This world will never give you any more, don't think about it, despair! Be miserable! You can only hate them!"
On the sword monument, billions of sword marks trembled, painful blood and tears fell, and the sound of mourning spread throughout the sky.
It is the collapse of countless years of perseverance and the shattering of dreams of obsession!
"Become a demon, become a demon! You will be the most powerful demon in the world! You will be immortal! You will make all those who betray their faith pay the price..."
Master Li's cold laughter, accompanied by the fanatical roars of those Ancestral Temple students, struck the swaying kendo monument over and over again.
That sky-holding stone monument is like a living person. Every time it is attacked, a blood pit explodes, and streams of human blood flow down!
Woohoo...
The entire kendo monument was gradually infected with blood, and the remaining billion souls and obsessions were howling in agony that made the scalp numb. The despair was heartbreaking...
"Holy Monument!!!"
Sword Saint Sun, the master of the three major veins, and the Hundred Thousand Sword Cultivators heard the sound, and their internal organs were crying with blood.
They were like crazy, forming a sharp sword, trying to break through the suppression of the 500,000 sect divine guards!
Wherever their swords struck, there were countless corpses!
One hundred thousand sword souls were fired in one burst, and tens of thousands of divine guards from the sect were instantly killed by headshots!
Such a fierce swordsman twitched everyone's hearts at this moment, and even shocked the hearts of those Zong Shenwei who thought they were sure of victory!
but!
Their numbers are still too few!
"Stop them!"
A roar shook the world, and a Taoist spell formed dozens of storm dragons, which crashed in front of Sun Jian Sheng and others, knocking away the group of sword cultivators at the front!
boom!
Ye Qingtian's robe rolled and fell in front of Sun Jiansheng, and he sneered: "You old and immortal thing, you are still unwilling to accompany your whole family on the road to hell, are you still a human being?"
"Ye Qingtian!" Sun Sword Master's hair was spread out, his eyes were scarlet, he held the three-color sword in both hands, and he was killing him like a madman, "You only want the glory and wealth of your Ye family, but you abandon your faith and human soul! You will end up
Eat the bad consequences!”
"Hahaha..." Ye Qingtian laughed dumbly, took out the dragon-shaped golden mace in his hand, and killed Sun Jian Sheng, "The bravery of an ordinary man can explode at a moment's notice, no wonder you killed your whole family!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the three-color sword suddenly grazed the dragon-shaped golden mace in his hand, bursting out thousands of sparks, leaving a bloody mark on his neck and almost piercing his throat!
"Is this old ghost so strong?" Ye Qingtian broke into a cold sweat from fear, and his anger rose. Then he rolled up his holy energy and used the magic weapon of the dragon-shaped golden mace to kill Sword Master Sun.
Boom boom!
Nangong Xi, You Yue, Su Lianlian fought against Mu Tianshi, You Fengya, and Ye Qingli alone, and they were not at a disadvantage!
The Hundred Thousand Sword Cultivators were so furious that they completely ignored life and death for the sake of their obsession!
"kill!"
The blood and anger they had suppressed all their lives burst out at this moment!
Until this moment, all sentient beings in the heaven can only think of the fierceness and ferocity of sword cultivators!
One hundred thousand people were killed, and half a million sect divine guards retreated!
An old man, three women, fighting against the powerful men of the heavenly realm alone, against the entire Zongshen Mansion!
Wherever the sword touches, there is blood!
Ye Qingtian frowned deeply!
He greatly underestimated the desperate will of these desperadoes!
"No time!" Ye Qingtian stepped back dozens of feet, swung away Sun Sword Saint's sword, turned around and shouted angrily: "Master Li!"
After shouting, he threw a small black ball over.
The ghosts of hell!
"call!"
Master Li caught the wraith from hell and smiled even more happily, "Your Majesty, give it to me!"
After saying this, she turned back to look at the Kendo Monument!
Wow!
Countless dark red blood of resentment flowed down this sword monument.
boom--
Under the bombardment of tens of thousands of Taimiao students, this billion-dollar heroic monument that had stood at the gate of heaven for countless years and watched over generations of descendants finally collapsed under the suppression of dusk and twilight!
A billion faces that did not want to enter reincarnation were completely shattered into blood at this moment.
Every face is filled with eternal unwillingness!
Amidst the flying dust, Master Li patted the resentful spirit from hell and said: "Good boy, you will lead a billion resentments in the future. You will become the strongest demon. When you wreak havoc in the heaven, please be sure to wipe out all the sins."
, putting pressure on Shen Xi.”
"Woo!"
Although the faces of those ghosts from hell make such sounds, they are extremely fanatical.
Sizzle!
It is completely integrated into the Kendo Monument and becomes a part of the Kendo Monument!
Boom——
The sacred monument of swordsmanship completely collapsed.
At that moment, the world became silent.
All the fighting, blood, and corpses seemed to be frozen in time.
Only the hearts of the sword cultivators are still breaking.
"Woooooooo..."
On the fallen Kendo Monument, a bloody monster slowly crawled out with a shrill cry...