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Lei Ao, who was abandoned as soon as he was born and had never enjoyed his parents' love, treated Old Lei as his own grandfather.

Whoever touches my family, I'll kill them!

When Old Lei was bullied, Lei Ao killed Wang Ba in anger and was forced to leave the cultivation world.

When he met the old man, the other party had treated him like a grandson, and he had treated him as a relative just like Old Lei.

The reverse scale was touched again.

The enmity of the blade faction being annihilated, the hatred of over ten thousand fellow sect members dying miserably, the anger of the old man in the sky who didn't know whether he was dead or alive …

Everything needed to be cleansed with blood.

And the first target, the Tyrant Sword Pavilion!

During the Evil Clan expedition into the Demonic Forest, the various sects hated the Tyrant Sword Pavilion to the core, and had joined hands more than once to fight against them. Since the destruction of the sect, there had not been a single expert in the sect, and even if they worked together, they would still find it difficult to fight against the Tyrant Sword Pavilion.

Moreover, the evil race still had a few experts guarding the Immortal Alliance's territory, while the buddhist and Tian Ji Sect underworld sects all went to the Demonic Forest to support the demon clan.

Thus, the actions of the Tyrant Sword Pavilion became more and more arrogant. In order to prevent them from encountering revenge in the future, they completely exterminated all the sects.

Now that Lei Ao had returned, he definitely wouldn't sit idly by. If he wanted to destroy the Tyrant Sword Pavilion, then Huang Xin wouldn't sit idly by either.

The two of them were at the peak of the Saint realm, and with the added effect of their divine veins, they could even kill a vicious beast, let alone an ordinary Saint realm expert.

"Lei Ao, I know what you're feeling, but you can't act rashly right now. You have to think things over carefully."

When the Blade Emperor saw Lei Ao's expression, he knew what he was doing. With the Evil Race's strength, he could not let Lei Ao die.

"Don't worry, Sovereign. No one can kill me, Lei Ao, in the cultivation world."

"What's your current strength?" Saber Emperor was shocked, he did not understand where Lei Ao got his confidence from.

"When I ascended to the Immortal Realm, other than the few people who entered the Wilderness with me, no one else was able to survive after receiving three moves from me."

After he finished speaking, Lei Ao stepped out of the hall and replied from far away, "Within five days, we will definitely destroy the Tyrant Sword Pavilion."

As they watched him leave, the Blade Emperor and several other elders stared blankly for a long time before sighing, "This child is not someone from the pool. Senior Skyblade should feel gratified that he is alive."

"But Sect Master, how could he fight against the evil races alone?" Elder Bai was worried.

"Can you stop him? Let alone the fact that we don't have that kind of power, even if I put on the airs of a sect master, he probably wouldn't buy it. "

Saber Emperor was also worried, but he couldn't dissuade Lei Ao. In comparison, Lei Ao's position was higher than his. Other than the Heavenly Saber Sect's old man, no one else could command him.

Lei Ao had just walked out of the blade faction encampment when he met Huang Xin. He heard her ask: "Where are you going?"

"Tyrant Sword Pavilion."

"That's good. Let's go together."

Without saying anything, the two of them were frantically suppressing the anger in their hearts. The Floating Flower Palace was not much better than the blade faction. Although the head was still there, out of the ten elders, only two remained.

Even Elder Feiyan, who had led Huang Xin to participate in the Hidden Dragon Battle back then, died in battle.

As long as they had the ability, everyone wanted revenge.

Huang Xin was very kind, but she was not to be trifled with. The hatred for the extermination of her family was the first time in her life that she felt a strong killing intent.

As they were walking out of the city gate, several figures caught up from behind, shouting out Huang Xin's name.

"Master." Huang Xin turned around.

"You're not even going to listen to Master's words?"

Huang Xin's master, the Palace Mistress of Floating Flower Palace, was a veiled lady. Her tone was sharp, and she didn't want Huang Xin to take the risk.

"Master, even Elder Feiyan has died. Are we just going to let it go like this?" Huang Xin retorted stubbornly.

"Stop messing around. If you walk out of Linyuan City, don't call me master from now on."

"I …"

Huang Xin looked wronged, and Lei Ao said: "You stay, I'll be fine by myself."

"But …"

"It's alright, it's fine if you stay. I heard from Guo Feng that the Tyrant Sword Pavilion seems to be planning a sneak attack on Lin Yuan City. You stay behind and take care of them, just in case they make a mistake."

"Alright then, be careful."

Huang Xin took out a medicine bottle and handed it over. When they were cultivating on the altar, they gave each other a portion of the pill that they refused to give up.

"Give it to your master, I don't need it." Lei Ao did not accept it. He could tell that the Floating Flower Palace Mistress' injuries were not light.

The headquarters of the Tyrant Sword Pavilion was located to the west of the Immortal Alliance. Unlike the Saber Sect which had their headquarters deep in the mountains, the location of the Tyrant Sword Pavilion was extremely large and bustling.

Under their jurisdiction, there were over a hundred small and middle-sized sects. Ever since the Tyrant Sword Pavilion appeared, they had no choice but to look up and receive their so-called "protection."

Of course, the protection fee didn't go far.

These actions were a testament to the tyrannical might of the Tyrant Sword Pavilion. As a result, among the top ten sects, they were the least welcomed even though they were very strong.

Especially after it betrayed the Immortal Alliance and joined the evil races, all the remaining powers in the Immortal Alliance wanted to eat its flesh and blood.

With the blade faction destroyed, old man Skyblade's life or death was unknown. Lei Ao's heart was filled with anxiety. His originally calm state of mind was now filled with a trace of evil.

Unknowingly, killing intent filled his entire soul and was slowly corroding his primordial spirit.

Under the effects of his killing intent, the divine vein he obtained from the battlefield began to move. It was as if it was activated, making him appear extremely excited.

Furthermore, after absorbing the bloodline of the vicious beasts, the blood saber, which had been sleeping soundly, had actually awakened on its own.

It was as if the Bloodthirsty Demon Saber was paired with Lei Ao's killing intent, giving off an aura even more powerful than that of a ferocious beast.

As he flew up to the air above the headquarters of the Tyrant Sword Pavilion, on the way there, Lei Ao dealt with the members of the Seven Barbarian Sword Pavilion.

These people deserved to die. They roamed the cultivation world, specifically chasing after the remnants of the immortal powers.

When meeting these people, Lei Ao only cared about 'kill'. In any case, his goal this time around was to destroy the Tyrant Sword Pavilion.

The main stage of the Tyrant Sword Pavilion — The Immortal Restaurant!

Although it was called a tower, it was actually a city. This was what the Tyrant Sword Pavilion had seen when they were established in order to remember their seniors when they ascended to the Immortal Realm.

Of course, their true intention was only to borrow the fame of their senior. With the nature of the Tyrant Sword Pavilion, they had absolutely no relation to that senior.

If he had known that his juniors were so disappointing, perhaps that senior would have returned from another world and directly tidied up the sect.

"Members of the Tyrant Sword Pavilion, come out and die."

In the sky, Lei Ao's voice was like thunder, sweeping the city below like a god.

It was very bustling, but there were no mortals around. This city was the headquarters of the Tyrant Sword Pavilion, and only the high-ranked disciples and their families had the right to stay here.

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of silhouettes flew out from the city. There were even people rushing over from afar, surrounding Lei Ao.

One of the leaders was someone he knew. Back in the Imperial City, when Lei Ao wanted to join the Saber Sect, he was obstructed in every way by the person in charge of the Tyrant Sword Pavilion.

His name was Hong Guang, an outer elder of the Tyrant Sword Pavilion. After seeing Lei Ao, he was stunned for a moment before sneering, "So it's you. I didn't expect you to come out of the Wilderness alive."

"Who is he?" the person beside him asked.

"The blade faction's most outstanding genius, Lei Ao."

Hong Guang revealed Lei Ao's identity, immediately provoking a wave of sinister laughter.

The meaning of his words was: If there is a path to heaven, you don't want to walk it. There is no door to hell.

Lei Ao patiently waited for them to finish laughing, then asked coldly: "Are you done laughing? "Then let's go."

"On the road? Hahaha, are you joking? " Hong first said with a face of disdain: The blade faction is destroyed, even your master died in our hands, what can a disciple like you do? So what if he was outstanding? Can a few years help you ascend to the Immortal Realm? "

Master?!

It would be better if he did not say anything more. The moment he mentioned Old Man Skyblade, the fire in Lei Ao's heart flared up and he raised his palm without saying a word and slammed it down viciously.

Although he hadn't ascended to Immortality yet, he was still at the peak of the Divine Seal Altar. In addition to having his Divine Veins awakened, Lei Ao's overall strength was far greater than that of someone at the Immortal Realm.

Fury could be felt in the hearts of the disciples of the Sword Tyrant Pavilion as they discovered that their movements had actually been sealed off by this palm strike.

If one wanted to flash and dodge the sword, one would be unable to do so. Even if one wanted to parry the sword, he would be unable to do so.