Chapter 187

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!"

The fierce killing intention suddenly appeared in Qiu's eyes in the sunny sky. With the rotation of his palm, an ancient bronze mirror flashed out.

The mana in his palm surged and poured into the bronze mirror. The originally insignificant bronze mirror suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance and the inscription patterns flowed.

"Tianqiu, no!"

Jiumo mountain and other six elders suddenly changed their faces and shouted loudly.

Boom!

As soon as the voice fell, the sky suddenly changed color and wrapped the invisible protection array of xuantianzong. Suddenly, it lit up and the light flowed. A strong purple divine thunder was born and suddenly fell.

Purple divine thunder was very fast. It arrived in the blink of an eye and directly hit the white haired xuantianzong elder.

The powerful man in the later stage of tongshenjing didn't even have time to scream, so he was directly split into powder, and the spirit didn't escape!

The burning smell filled the air, and everyone was scared!

"Why not?"

Yang Tian Qiu coldly shouted, "if there is another disobedient, he will come to an end!"

Zhu Changlao looked at each other, his face was blue, and he dared not speak again.

The guardian sect array is jointly arranged by Da RI immortal and Bafeng master. It contains supreme power. They can't resist it at all!

Seeing that no one dared to speak again, Qiu Fang snorted coldly in the sunny day, turned his hand and put away the bronze mirror.

……

At the same time, Xuantian sect was outside.

Zhou Qing held the broken Dharma tablet in his hand and hung in the air. Looking at the silent xuantianzong, his mind was agitated.

At this moment, in the center of his eyebrows, the blood pattern, which is ten times smaller than the grain of rice and almost imperceptible to the naked eye, also emits a slight red light.

This is the blood spirit curse of the God corpse ancestor. Within ten years, Xuantian sect will be destroyed!

Zhou Qing once had nine kinds of heavenly bones and excellent talents. It took decades to cultivate to the peak of Tongshen.

Therefore, when he got the inheritance of the ancestor of the divine corpse, was cursed by the blood spirit, and learned that he would destroy xuantianzong within ten years, otherwise he would be cursed and die, he was a little desperate.

But now, less than two years have passed since he was cursed.

Although it can't compete with Da RI immortal, xuantianzong is about to perish!

At this moment, Zhou Qing felt very happy.

Among them, there are reasons for the influence of the residual will of the God corpse ancestor in the blood spirit curse, but more importantly, Zhou Qing's own feelings.

Once, he was stigmatized as a demon, chased and killed by xuantianzong all over the world, and was captured back here by immortal Da RI. He was humiliated as a dead dog by countless xuantianzong people.

Now, in less than two years, he has killed him back!

Xuantianzong, who was high spirited at the beginning, is now beaten to the door by him, but he can only remain silent and choose to pretend to be dead.

This sense of pleasure makes Zhou Qing want to roar up to the sky!

"Xuantianzong, this is the end of the matter. Do you still have to fight?"

Zhou Qing shouted coldly, and his voice rang through the whole xuantianzong.

"I'll give you one last chance to open up the big array and give you a place to belong to the demon elimination alliance. Let bygones be bygones. If we don't respond within three breath, we will work together to break the array! At that time, xuantianzong will be removed from the mainland!"

"Three!"

"Two!"

When Zhou Qing counted to two, many mages in the sky had exchanged their eyes, released their breath and began to accumulate strength.

On the ground, the army of 10000 monks also erupted into a towering sense of war.

As long as Zhou Qing gives an order, everyone will attack xuantianzong's Protectorate array together!

His eyes gradually turned cold. When Zhou Qing was ready to shout "one", a cold laugh of disdain exploded from xuantianzong.

"A group of tujiwa dogs also want to destroy xuantianzong?"

The voice fell, and streamers of light rose from the interior of Xuantian sect. It was many Xuantian sect elders and disciples who achieved spiritual enlightenment!

In front of the crowd, Yang Tianqiu took the lead with a golden magic sword and his mana was surging.

At the moment of seeing this person, Zhou Qing's eyes shrunk fiercely, and the killing intention quietly emerged.

After the soul was flawless, his spiritual consciousness was greatly enhanced.

So close, he could clearly feel the familiar smell of the spirit bone in front of each other's forehead!

That's your own bone!

"Xuantianzong doesn't have to be destroyed."

Zhou Qing pressed down the killing intention in his heart and said faintly: "if you obey the demon elimination alliance, you just need to take out your resources and hand them over to the Alliance for redistribution. I can decide and keep your name of xuantianzong!"

"What are you?"

Yangtian Qiu was arrogant and overbearing, and directly scolded: "it's just a mole ant in the later stage of God, but by playing smart, it gathered a mob, and it's also worthy of dividing up our clan resources?"

"The law of the jungle is the rule of the cultivation world! Besides, you xuantianzong, as the first immortal sect, often produces moths, and has long lost the support of the people all over the world. What qualifications do you have to continue to command the immortal sect?"

Zhou QingHan said.

In Yangtian Qiu's eyes, a strange sneer suddenly appeared: "what a law of the jungle! Does that mean that if I kill you, the leader of the demon elimination alliance, I can succeed to the leader of the alliance?"

As soon as Yang Tianqiu said this, everyone in the demon elimination alliance changed slightly.

Anyone with a clear eye can see that this guy is a motivator!

Su mu, Yu Wenhuan and others secretly transmitted Zhou Qing.

This set, you can't go in!

Zhou Qing turned a deaf ear and stared at Yang Tianqiu with burning eyes. A moment later, the corner of his mouth suddenly grinned.

"Of course!"