Chapter 683 682 Five Sword Emperors·Destruction·Heroes
Except for the Feihong Sect, which is as pure and harmless as the White Lotus, all forces in the world gather in the Demon Sect.
There are eighteen factions in the top swordsmanship league, twenty-five factions in the secondary league, and thirty-three major families in the underground black sword competition...
Including the Ghost Sword Sect, which was eager to draw a clear line with the Demon Sect, jumped out immediately and provided a legitimate reason for the temporary allies.
The demon sect is ruthless and abducts civilians from all over the country for live experiments. Afterwards, they kill and silence innocent people.
The major factions are working together to attack the Demon Sect today, which makes them famous.
To deal with this kind of anti-human evil heretic, there is no need to talk about moral principles, just attack them in groups and that's it!
Even if more people are fighting against less people, it is still an act of a righteous knight!
Of course, these are all internal propaganda, used to appease my family.
When publicizing to the outside world, it is natural to carry out appropriate artistic processing and modifications on the "Destruction of the Demon Sect", such as the sword fight before the battle and the twists and turns of love and resentment in the small theater that people love to see.
But the real battlefield is ten times more cruel and not as "romantic" as people imagine.
Before they died, the iron-headed boys of the Demon Sect all thought of the same sentence - Two fists are no match for four hands.
Lin Chimou held a spiritual sword in each of his left and right hands, slaughtering enemies crazily on the battlefield, with the corners of his left and right lips raised to the limit, and a crazy smile appeared on his face, making people worry that he would laugh until his mouth split.
In fact, he looked crazy, but his eyes were extremely clear.
Although during the killing process, the [Soul-Restraining Scabbard] continued to capture the remnant souls of powerful swordsmen, making Lin Chimou feel as if countless people were chattering in his mind, but...
Lin Chimu's tenacious nerves prevented his thoughts from being disturbed and becoming too messy.
Lin Chimou was multitasking. The two spiritual swords in his hands used different sword techniques at the same time, easily killing the two swordsmen in front of him.
"die!"
How long has it been since the Feihong faction accepted the joint interview?
Twelve hours?
Fifteen hours?
All in all, it took less than a day.
Only a fool would believe that these bloodthirsty tigers and wolves suddenly came to attack the Demon Sect!
Maybe, when the rumors of "Red Lotus Sword Art" appeared, they started to communicate in private!
It's just that the Feihong Sect's way of handling the problem is more diplomatic, leaving room for recovery, and their attitude is so good that people can't find where to start.
The stubborn Demon Sect was the first to bear the brunt of this unreasonable disaster!
"What Lin Chimou used just now was the "Seven Thunderbolt Styles" of my Thunder Sword Sect!"
"And the "Thirteen Swords of the Left Way" that I sent! There is absolutely no mistake!"
"It is said that the "Red Lotus Sword Technique" can control all spiritual swords in the world, but it can also control all sword techniques?"
"Hahaha! Catch him! At least half of "Red Lotus Sword Technique" must be tortured!"
The swordsmen from all factions were furious and looked like crazy. Judging from their state, they were no more sane than Lin Chimou.
Throughout the Demon Sect, broken arms and limbs could be seen everywhere, and the spiritual swords filled with powerful sword energy fell all over the ground like garbage, with no one picking them up.
Lin Chimou gritted her teeth and kept killing.
The respected elders, the majestic hall master, the selfless deacons, and the promising core disciples all turned into cold corpses.
The spirit swords that lost their masters could only lie quietly on the ground, soaked in blood and submerged.
The smell of blood was so strong that it was nauseating.
Lin Chimou felt that the deaths of these people were quite a pity.
At least compared to those external coveters, internal cadres, and a few cowardly senior officials who wanted to hand over Lin Chimou to settle the matter, they could all be said to be the backbone of the sect.
Now, this spine has been completely broken.
Lin Chimou felt very embarrassed.
I am just a swordsman who is strict with himself and insists on killing people every day. Who has he provoked?
Speaking of which, Lin Chimou just continued to kill strong swordsmen, plundered the deceased's powerful swordsmanship through the [Soul-binding Scabbard], and improved his affinity with sword energy. He did not do anything too extreme.
He was helpless about the rumors about "Red Lotus Sword Technique".
After all, Lin Chimou's strength improvement speed is indeed somewhat different from ordinary people, surprisingly fast.
To put it bluntly, apart from that outrageous guy Zhang Guangmu, Lin Chimou is the most improved swordsman in history!
You can't declare to the outside world that you don't have the other half of "Red Lotus Sword Technique". You can make such rapid progress only because of the "Soul-binding Sword Scabbard", right?
That's no different than exposing yourself.
[If I want to become the only Sword Emperor! I must survive! 】
[Only by going through all the tests and possessing the strongest swordsmanship can I be qualified to banish the Sword Emperor, make my own decisions, and let the world turn as I please! 】
[Escape for your life first! Only by surviving can you be qualified to find out the truth of everything! 】
In a daze, Lin Chimou realized that the defeat of the Demon Sect in this battle was certain, and there was nothing they could do.
Perhaps the major sects initially joined forces to attack the Demon Sect for the "Red Lotus Sword Technique", but as the battle situation changed, the major sword sects gradually changed their original intentions.
There are too many people sharing the meatloaf, and the meatloaf itself only has a fixed size. If the demon door is destroyed, the remaining people will be fuller.
The reason is that simple.
As soon as the thought occurred, Lin Chimou immediately changed her strategy and decided to escape alone.
With the [Soul-binding Sword Scabbard] by his side, he feeds on fighting, and the more he kills, the stronger he becomes. His strength has vaguely touched the level of the Sword Emperor, and no one can stop him.
Toot toot toot…
The propeller of the armed helicopter rotates at high speed.
In the Seven Swords Star [Rejuvenation Sword], Jonah Ackerman stuck out his head, squinted his eyes, and looked down with a smile: "This huge demon sect was destroyed like this."
"However, this Lin Chimou is really a formidable person!"
"He is already a standard [Sword King] level combat power!"
"Including Zhang Guangmu, there have been a total of five sword kings in this era!"
"Being born in this great and prosperous era, I don't know whether it is good or bad."
At this point, Jonah Ackerman changed the subject: "In three hours, the [Yuanguan Mountain Ancestor Worship] ceremony will begin."
Next to him, Hans Dirksen, who challenged Zhang Guangmu but was defeated by his sword, was sitting peacefully, except that there was a ferocious circular scar on his neck, which was very obvious.
After being revived, Hans Dirksen's strength dropped drastically. He was no longer what he was before, and his expression was particularly sinister: "Feihong Sect? Two years ago, I could destroy it alone!"
Jonah Ackerman pushed aside the blond hair from his forehead, opened his squinted eyes slightly, revealing green eyes, shrugged, and said: "Who made people publish [Feihong Star] and [Feihong Star] successively?
Where is Mad King]..."
"That head Chu is so lucky!"
"One good thought can change the fate of the entire sect."
Unbeknownst to others, Jonah Ackerman had his own information channels and knew that Zhang Guangmu was by no means some secret trump card of the Feihong Sect, a direct descendant of the core.
Before he met Chu Fan in the park, Zhang Guangmu was just an unlucky young man with a little bit of agility. He would encounter evil organizations committing crimes when he went out for a late-night snack, and he would be brutally hunted down. He would be paralyzed and wander in the park.
It is precisely because of this information that a thoughtful person like Jonah Ackerman does not completely ignore the rumors of "Red Lotus Sword Art".
Zhang Guangmu and Lin Chimou, who have risen rapidly in a very short period of time, both hide major secrets that can make people reach the sky in one step!
Hans, who was holding a new spiritual sword, showed venom in his eyes: "Lin Chimou has been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. He is much stronger than me! These people below can't stop him!"
"Should we stay here and divide the Demon Sect's inheritance, or should we join forces to hunt down Lin Chimu?"
The [Wind Domain Sword] was taken away by Zhang Guangmu, and under the influence of the other party, he chopped off his own head with a sword. Although Hans Dirksen did not really die because he had a backup plan, his strength was greatly damaged and his reputation was ruined.
I wish I could die with Zhang Guangmu immediately.
But he can always stay calm while being angry and not lose his mind.
He knew very well that he was by no means Zhang Guangmu's opponent, and the gap between them had become wider and wider.
Jonah Ackerman squinted his eyes: "I have already made arrangements for the Demon Sect."
"Lin Chimou can't escape. I have implanted a micro-locator in his body."
"Next, I plan to attend the Feihong Sect's ancestor worship ceremony and meet the [Mad Lord] for a while."
Hans frowned and said coldly: "This is taking a risk!"
"Although I hate Mad Lord's arrogant character, I have to admit that he is a hero."
"You are stronger than me, and you are very mysterious. You have many trump cards, but you are not so strong as to make people despair like Zhang Guangmu."
"If Zhang Guangmu is determined to kill you, you won't be able to escape at all!"
(September 18, don’t forget the national humiliation, we will strengthen ourselves!)