Qiu Wuren stood on the edge of Yun midfield and looked at the tragic situation in disbelief.
In front of me was a broken wall that had just been bombarded.
The Sword Relic is rotten.
Cloud Midfield, ruined.
The Holy Sword Stone is broken.
Ask the Sword Palace, it collapsed.
Everything is gone.
Even if you haven't even seen the enemy, you'll be gone!
The foundation of our ancestors!
A thousand-year foundation!
In one night, it was destroyed and turned into powder, and it was all gone!
Qiu Wuren's heart was broken, his liver was trembling, his fear was cold, and his soul was dead!
He looked at this scene in a daze, unable to imagine and unable to believe it.
Suddenly, he knelt in front of the collapsed ruins and cried bitterly: "The ancestors are above, Qiu Wuren is incompetent, and he has destroyed the foundation of his ancestors!
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Kong Lechen, not far away, looked at this scene, with compassion and sighed in his heart.
It turns out that the sect leader would cry too?
It turns out that the sect leader will collapse too?
The sect leader who used to be the collapse of Mount Tai in his mind without changing his color, accompanied by all this collapse and losing his composure, his tall and majestic image also collapsed in his heart.
Compared to asking the Sword Palace, Kong Lechen was even more distressed about his incompetence.
turn out to be!
After all... he is just a mortal!
It's not just him who has this idea?
In the Wanjian Sect, many people who admired the sect leader were silent at this moment when Qiu Wuren's performance was revealed.
When Zhuo Junyan led his army to attack, Qiu Wuren swore and was full of confidence.
I always say that: There are hills and valleys in my heart, and everything is in my control.
The mouth must be: a scar-faced man is reckless, and a arrogant man seeks death.
But in the end: the mechanism was too smart, which killed Qingqing!
Now, there are still some disciples of Wanjian Sect who launch a counterattack under the resistance of some tenacious elders, but it is meaningless!
The sect leader has completely lost his composure.
Soul, it's over!
The pillar is broken!
Kong Lechen sighed softly.
He walked to the edge of the Yun Midfield and looked down from here to look into the distance.
Those who play with sword control have excellent eyesight.
Despite the distance, Kong Lechen still saw it clearly.
Under the sect, the most tenacious disciples are still launching an attack.
But what greeted them was no longer artillery fire, but bullets.
Even though a few people rushed over, there was still a martial arts formation.
He could vaguely see a warrior shining with golden light, fighting against multiple people at the same time with only one person's strength.
At first, he thought it was Zhuo Junyan.
But soon, he realized that it wasn't.
That person does not have the power of Zhuo Junyan.
Even though he couldn't see his face clearly, he still knew.
It's Geng Dabiao.
Just a guard of Zhuo Junyan.
A guard at the level of transformation.
"So, even the realm of transformation began to exist... Haha, with powerful firearms, we are still pursuing powerful personal force, and we are not even qualified to force him to take action in person?" Kong Lechen murmured.
He looked back and saw Qiu Wuren still crying.
He had no idea of confronting everyone at all. At this moment, he completely collapsed and gave up everything.
Damn, useless... waste!
We have treated you as God for so many years, but it turns out that we cannot withstand such a blow?
Kong Lechen can understand Qiu Wuren, and it is normal for him to collapse in the face of such a blow.
He didn't collapse, just because he was not the sect leader and didn't need to bear such a big responsibility.
But even so, he still couldn't forgive Qiu Wuren.
At that moment, he became angry and shouted: "Zengzhu Qiu! Zhuo Junyan has already come up the mountain, but you are still here crying with your head in your arms. Doing this meaningless thing? You should organize everyone to fight back immediately!
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Qiu Wuren just stared at the ruins in front of him.
He shook his head blankly: "It's useless, it can't be beaten. We can't be beaten..."
"Damn it!" Kong Lechen rushed over and grabbed Qiu Wuren's collar: "Even if you can't beat it, you have to fight! How can we easily appoint warriors? Even if we lose, we will fight to death!"
Unfortunately, his deafening shouting did not wake Qiu Wuren up, but instead made Qiu Wuren even more crazy.
He pushed Kong Lechen away and shouted wildly: "It's over! We're all over! We're dead!"
"asshole!"
Listening to his crazy shouting, Kong Lechen could no longer hold back and stabbed out with a sword, penetrated Qiu Wuren's body.
Qiu Wuren didn't expect that Kong Lechen would suddenly give him a sword, and everyone on the field was stunned.
Elder Kong, assassinate the sect leader?
Qiu Wuren looked at Kong Lechen blankly, and Kong Lechen was also looking at him.
At that moment, Qiu Wuren suddenly woke up.
He smiled slightly: "It's so good, Le Chen."
"Zengzhu Qiu!" Kong Lechen's heart trembled.
Qiu Wuren suddenly took a step back.
Puchi!
The tip of the sword broke out from his body, and blood flowed like a stream.
With Qiu Wuren's strength, he could heal himself this injury, but Qiu Wuren did not do so.
He just walked slowly to the scene and shouted: "Qiu Wuren is incompetent, and his ancestors' foundation will die at my hands today. From today on, Qiu Wuren will be removed from the position of the leader of the Wanjian Sect and will be taken over by the great elder Kong Lechen. He will stay there and stay,
It's up to you to choose!"
As he said that, he jumped into the air and flew up from the top of the mountain.
Instead of controlling the sword, he just rushed towards the battlefield in the distance with clouds and fog, like an immortal.
He rushed in the air with all his might. As he hit the sky at a high speed, his inner breath burned and rose, turning into a blazing flame, rising into the sky.
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At this moment, it seemed like he was a missile.
He burned all his power, all his inner breath, and all his life, and turned into this blow.
It was like a meteor outside the sky, smashing hard towards the battlefield ahead.
He looked at the artillery battle field and murmured: "I will spend the rest of my life to taste my sins!"
Large rain of arrows rose in the sky.
That is the arrow from the Fire Locust Formation.
Attack against attack!
Thousands of arrow rain rushed towards Qiu Wuren, like rain falling into the scorching sun, and melting into the rising fireball.
Can't stop it, can't stop it!
Seeing the meteor fire rain rushing towards him, the soldiers on the position also showed horror in their eyes.
Is this human resources possible?
"Go to meet my ancestors with me!
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Qiu Wuren released his last violent cry.
At the same time, a figure rushed out from the position.
The momentum is sweeping, like a mountain blocking it.
The next moment, a meteor hit Chongshan and a heroic scene rose.
The light soaring into the sky is like the scorching sun, which makes people nearby unable to open their eyes.
The rain of flames scattered in the sky, accompanied by endless fragments of limbs.
No blood.
When the collision occurred, all Qiu Wuren's flesh and blood evaporated and dissipated at this moment.
The air waves swept through the sky, causing endless hurricanes.
It was not until the smoke disappeared that people saw a person standing in the air.
Zhuo Junyan!
He was cast like steel, standing in the air, with a strange armor on his body, and the divine light was shining in the ripples.
He stood there like a god, shining in the sky, his whole body exuding the light of a golden saint, but a hint of regret appeared in his eyes.
"What a pity!" he murmured.
He didn't want to kill Qiu Wuren, but he couldn't hold back after all.
Looking at this scene, the disciples of Wanjian Sect who were trying to attack were shocked at the same time.
Zhuo Junyan's voice came from all directions: "Those who surrender will not be killed!"