With three orders, the sound of the quick news was fast, and it seemed that you didn't want to consider the disciples present. The corners of the disciple's mouth rose coldly, as if he saw the life and death of the disciples in the audience, waved his hand gently and shouted: "Okay, the time is up, it seems that you are not ready to change, kill without mercy!"
Many disciples behind him licked their lips greedily, and it was hard to see any pity on their faces, or the feelings of their former classmates.
In their eyes, there seems to be only utilitarianism.
Fengsha sighed silently: "It's so sad!"
"kill!"
"Kill! Brothers, kill them! The Sword Sect is our world!"
"Kill them, I will be the elders, I will be the guardians, and I will be everything! Kill!"
In an instant, the audience was thundering, Haoyue Yuyue, Yunyan, Long Tingyan and others were surrounded and at a loss.
They stared at each other in anger.
Even the Qianyan Nine Men frowned slightly at this time. Logically speaking, these disciples could never be their opponents, but they could not withstand the huge number of 100,000.
"Damn it, Zhang Hun's side is probably the elite of my Sword Sect. All of them are above the eight-day realm, and there are thousands of domain realm. Most of us are young disciples and are not opponents at all!"
"what to do?"
"Try to maintain it, the second and third brothers form a formation with me!" Qianyan gritted his teeth and shouted.
The two looked at each other and nodded at the same time: "Yes!"
"Sword Saint Formation!"
The three of them became a little bit and soon protected them within a thousand meters.
The three of them connected, and a mysterious sword pillar rose in the center. The sword pillar looked very much like the Holy Spirit Hall, which is now ruined.
"It's the Sword Saint Formation!"
Together with the formation, Zhang Hun's side was obviously subjected to huge resistance.
"Hmph, just a small formation, I want to block our army's way?" Shen Tianyang sneered behind him at this time, and then he immediately said that he was in the sky, and his sword robe was roaring in the wind. He waved his sword in the air with his sword, stabbing the sword saint formation with all his strength.
"Invisible sword energy! Break it for me!"
"Buzz!"
The sword energy immediately stirred up a thousand feet of wind and sand, and the earth was directly blown up. This was just the beginning. The sword energy suddenly split into pieces and eventually turned into thousands of streams of light and burst into bursts and shot towards the formation.
boom!
The sword light like a rainstorm hit down densely. At first, the sword saint formation could barely maintain, but in the end it was simply useless, and the three formation eyes were all broken into powder.
"Puff!" The three thousand eyes immediately bleed.
"Big brother! Second brother and third brother!" The other six people said worriedly.
"Damn it!" Staying steady, Qianyan's old eyes were gloomy.
"Haha, nine immortals have given you a way out. If you have to seek death, then we will no longer blame you!"
"Kill me!" Shen Tianyang sang angrily.
"kill!"
Zhang Hun's army quickly broke through. They were like ferocious wolves in the wilderness, with wild beasts without any emotion in their eyes.
"Ah! No!! Don't!"
The whole audience was filled with a strong sense of death in an instant.
Haoyue and his men gritted their teeth: "This group of beasts!"
They all had their eyes red.
"Don't, don't kill me, I give up, I admit defeat!"
"I admit defeat, I admit defeat, please don't kill me!"
Under the crazy massacre and blood, under the endless darkness and fear of life and death, some disciples finally couldn't bear it anymore and knelt down and begged for mercy.
"Stop!" Shen Tianyang waved his hand, stopped the army, and said, "Hmph, wouldn't it be better if this would be the case. Why would he lose his life for people and things that have nothing to do with him?"