Chapter 187 (1/2)
The sword's edge soars into the sky. The young king's sword's power is amazing and terrible.
Boom!
The sword Qi swept across and cut a terrible deep mark more than 100 feet long on the martial arts field. Most of the hundreds of disciples had no time to escape and were directly shocked into blood mist by the sword Qi.
The hundred people were only a hundred meters away from other xuantianzong disciples. The young king struck them with a sword, only aimed at them, but did not hurt others.
This shows that his control of power has reached a very high level.
With such terrible power control, even the xuantianzong elders such as jiumo mountain changed slightly, and many xuantianzong disciples were more frightened than ever!
”Do you really want to kill them all?”
”We can't survive. We don't mean to target the sect. Why do we force each other?”
”Xuantianzong, the most powerful force of the immortal sect! What's the difference between it and demon cultivation?”
The dozens of people who survived were full of despair, roaring with grief and anger, and their voices were very harsh.
They fled in all directions, and their last chance was completely disintegrated by the sword of the young king.
”I, xuantianzong, have no traitors!”
The young king's eyes were cold, and he whispered. He threw the magic sword in his hand, which instantly turned into hundreds of handles, turned into golden streamers, and shot away in all directions.
Bang bang!
Screams and explosions are heard everywhere. Every golden streamer will cut off a runaway xuantianzong disciple.
It was only a few breath time. Dozens of people who fled died and turned into blood fog. There were no bones!
Zheng!
The streamer returns to one, turns into a golden Dharma sword again, clangs continuously, and flies back into the hands of the young king.
At this moment, the huge martial arts arena was extremely silent.
The disgusting smell of blood filled the air. Many xuantianzong disciples turned pale and dared not go out.
”Who else is going?”
The young king looked down at the crowd, the strong waves in his body were faint, and the golden Dharma sword in his hand was still dripping blood.
The heads of the people hung low, and no one dared to speak again.
”The old man raised a bunch of waste like you because his means were too gentle!”
The young king's eyes were as fierce as a terrible demon and scolded angrily.
In the eyes of the world, as long as it is a disciple of xuantianzong, even if it is only an ordinary disciple, it is also a genius.
The young king, however, was scolding at the moment, demoting these talents to worthless waste.
However, his ferocity made people dare not speak!
”Elder martial brother Yang, is there something wrong with this?”
Suddenly, a low voice sounded. Among the crowd in the martial arts field, a young man with short hair with sloping back and no sharp sword stepped out and looked directly at the young king.
It was once xuantianzong, the first strong young generation, zonglie!
”Do you have an opinion?”
The young king looked down at zonglie with indifferent eyes.
”I have no objection to guarding the sect gate, and I swear to advance and retreat with the sect gate! But those who want to quit still let them leave.”
Zong lie said in a deep voice: ”we are in the same door. There is no need to kill this killer.”
”Are you questioning me?”
In the eyes of the young king Yang Tianqiu, the killing opportunity appeared suddenly, and his voice became colder and colder.
”It's not a question, but I don't want to cold the hearts of xuantianzong's fellow disciples.”
Zong lie shook his head slightly.
As soon as this remark was made, many xuantianzong disciples gave him a grateful look.
Many of the three thousand disciples of xuantianzong came from various immortal sects and entered xuantianzong because of their outstanding talents.
Now, the war is coming, and they want to fight with their former classmates. They have long wanted to retreat, but the strength of yangtianqiu makes them afraid to speak out.
Zheng!
Yang Tianqiu's face was angry. The golden Dharma sword in his hand clanked and seemed to be about to cut off zonglie at any time.
”Tianqiu, don't do that!”
Hatoyama's face changed. After all, he stood up.
”Tianqiu, think twice and act! There are strong enemies looking covetously outside. If people's hearts are not united at this time, the clan will be destroyed!”
Many other elders also spoke out one after another, all looking at Yang Tianqiu.
Everyone with a clear eye knows that xuantianzong will lose this war!
But these elders have feelings for Xuantian sect, so they will stick to it.
But among the three thousand xuantianzong disciples, there are many of their own disciples, and they don't want to watch their disciples die.
”Are you all going to reverse?”
In the sunny day, Qiu Nu smiled back, and the strange vertical lines between the eyebrows became more and more blood red.
”Xuantianzong, surnamed Yang! If the old man is not here, my words are the rules!”
Yang Tian Qiu coldly shouted, ”since you have joined xuantianzong, practiced the clan magic and used the clan resources, you will be born a person of xuantianzong, and death is the ghost of xuantianzong!”
”Yang Tianqiu! It's OK for our elders to fight for the sect, but these three thousand disciples should not die in vain!”
A white haired elder finally couldn't help but glare at Yang Tianqiu: ”what's more, it's everyone's effort that the sect can inherit for hundreds of years without decay. Xuantian sect is not the YiYanTang of your Yang family!”
”Old loser, you die first!”