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Chapter 1611 Come find me if you want revenge!

Whether it is a disciple of the Shengyin Sect or a member of the Zhang family, when they hear this cold and domineering sentence at this moment, their hearts tighten immediately, because this sentence contains an aura that cannot be blasphemed.

It feels like... He said he wants the sky to fall, and the sky will fall; he wants the earth to collapse, and the earth will collapse; he said to kill them all, then there will be no one left alive here!

The Zhang family members and the disciples of the Holy Seal Sect all looked at the spirit boat of the Tongtian Sword Sect. Originally, Senior Brother Wei thought that after the Seventy-two Sword Cultivators of Xiandong Mountain appeared, the spirit boat would be empty, but there was no one.

I thought of another person.

"Hmph! I want to see who you are, how dare you threaten to kill my disciples of the Holy Seal Sect in such a loud tone!" Senior Brother Wei looked at Lingzhou coldly and said.

"Rat, do you dare to speak but don't have the guts to come out and meet people?"

Senior Brother Wei looked at Lingzhou with a cold expression and said.

At this moment, not only Senior Brother Wei was curious, but the disciples of the Holy Seal Sect were also curious, and those Zhang family warriors were also extremely curious. They also wanted to know who was inside the spirit boat, and they actually regarded the disciples of the Holy Seal Sect as nothing more than a fool and said they would kill them.

Just kill!

Senior Brother Wei looked at Lingzhou coldly.

At this moment, a person slowly walked down from the spirit boat. He stepped in the air step by step, as if walking on the ground. He was dressed in white robes, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a handsome face. As he walked in the mid-air, majesty appeared on his cheeks.

His eyes are so thin that even the devil of hell would shy away from him!

As he appeared, the eyes of everyone here were unanimously focused on him.

The head of the Zhang family looked at the young man in surprise.

Zhang Linxiang, who was in the woman's arms, stuck out half of his head and looked at the god-like man in the sky.

"Hmph, what kind of character did I think he was? It turns out he is just an ant in the Yin Saint Realm of Great Perfection. How dare you pretend to be a ghost here?" A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Senior Brother Wei's lips.

Immediately, Senior Brother Wei flipped one hand and struck at Lin Bai like a powerful force.

This energy contained extremely terrifying power, crushing the air layer by layer along the way, and a roaring sound immediately echoed in all directions.

When the head of the Zhang family and Zhang Linxiang saw this scene, their faces were full of horror. They both felt the terrifying power in this energy, which could kill them hundreds of times.

Such a powerful energy in their eyes now attacked Lin Bai, but Lin Bai did not retreat at all. Instead, he stood in mid-air and stared coldly at Senior Brother Wei.

Rumble——

This energy hit Lin Bai one step away, exploded with a bang, and the remaining power dissipated, but did not hurt Lin Bai at all!

"What!" Senior Brother Wei looked a little surprised. This energy was transformed by the power of his martial arts. There is no way anyone in the same realm would dare to take it so easily!

After this burst of energy exploded in front of Lin Bai, Lin Bai said boringly: "Nie Xiong, do it."

"Yes, Senior Brother Dongfang."

Nie Xiong responded, immediately raised his sword and said loudly: "Where are the disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect?"

"Here!" The other sword cultivators responded one after another.

Nie Xiong said coldly: "What should we do to those who commit adultery and plunder?"

The other sword cultivators roared: "Kill!"

"Then let's get started."

Nie Xiong immediately flashed and turned into a cold sword light and rushed into the disciples of the Holy Seal Sect. His sword swept across all directions, and the sharp sword light cut into pieces like a watermelon!

Puff puff——

When Nie Xiong's sword passed by, blood immediately flowed out!

Senior Brother Wei shouted angrily: "If you dare to go against our Holy Seal Sect, you are seeking death! Holy Seal Sect disciples, kill these Tongtian dogs for me!"

"Kill!"

This group of Shengyin Sect disciples rushed up with swords in hand and fought with the Seventy-two Sword Cultivators of Xiandong Mountain.

In the past, Lin Bai would have been worried about whether Xiandong Mountain's seventy-two sword cultivators could withstand these more than a thousand Holy Seal Sect disciples, but now, Lin Bai was no longer worried.

Because today's sword cultivators in Xiandong Mountain have the power of one to ten, and in the same realm, almost no one is their opponent!

Although the disciples of Shengyin Sect are extremely powerful at this moment, facing the even more powerful Seventy-two Sword Cultivators of Xiandong Mountain, they can only hate Jiuquan!

The Seventy-Two Sword Cultivators from Xiandong Mountain rushed into the crowd, their sharp swords exposed, and with each bright sword light, a piece of blood would splash out!

“Ahhhhh——”

Immediately, a shrill scream came from within the Zhang family's mansion.

In the blink of an eye, rivers of blood flowed here, and corpses lay everywhere.

Almost all of the warriors who died in a pool of blood were disciples of the Holy Seal Sect.

Just a moment later, two-thirds of the more than a thousand Shengyin Sect disciples were killed, leaving only more than two hundred people left. They were stunned and backed away trembling in fear!

"How can it be!"

"How can this be!"

Senior Brother Wei said in disbelief: "You are just a few dozen people, can you defeat more than a thousand of our disciples?"

Nie Xiong said coldly: "Nothing is impossible!"

Senior Brother Wei suddenly woke up, pointed at Nie Xiong and others and said: "You are... the Seventy-two Sword Cultivators of Xiandong Mountain!"

"It turns out to be you!"

Senior Brother Wei thought of the name "Seventy-two Sword Cultivators of Xiandong Mountain", and his whole body suddenly became horrified. Within half a year, almost all the warriors on the Lingnan land had heard that Tongtian Sword had sent out seventy-two sword cultivators.

Strong and powerful, they are like dragons and phoenixes among men.

"Since you are the Seventy-Two Sword Cultivators of Xiandong Mountain, then he is..." Senior Brother Wei's eyes trembled slightly at this moment, and he turned slightly to look at the man in white who had been standing in mid-air and never made a move.

The head of the Zhang family and Zhang Linxiang also looked horrified.

Senior Brother Wei exclaimed: "He is... the Young Sword Master of the Tongtian Sword Sect, Dongfang Bai!"

This time when he came to Star City, Lin Bai had not had time to put on the colorful disciple robes, so Senior Brother Wei did not see the colorful disciple robes and thought that Lin Bai was just an ordinary disciple of the Tongtian Sword Sect!

"Suffer death." Nie Xiong flew towards Senior Brother Wei with a sword.

Senior Brother Wei stumbled back in panic and exclaimed: "You can't kill me, you can't kill me. My eldest brother is the holy son of the Holy Seal Sect. If you kill me, you will be in big trouble!"

"Dongfang Bai, if you dare to instigate them to kill me, my elder brother will not let you go!"

Senior Brother Wei stared at Lin Bai and roared.

"Don't you already know my name?" Lin Bai looked slightly cold: "You can send a message to your elder brother now and tell him to come to me if you want revenge!"

"I have enemies all over the world, including him!"

Lin Bai said coldly.

When Senior Brother Wei heard Lin Bai's indifferent words, his heart immediately turned cold. He knew that he might really be iron-clad today.

At this time, Nie Xiong struck with his sword and pierced Senior Brother Wei's throat!

After a while, almost all the disciples of the Holy Seal Sect here were killed, and only three or five people escaped from the small town in embarrassment.

The seventy-two sword cultivators of Xiandong Mountain stood in the sea of ​​​​blood on the Corpse Mountain, all filled with murderous intent, and the swords in their hands were already stained red with blood!


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