The eight powerful saints were killed by Yunshan in an instant, and their bodies and souls disappeared.
This scene is shocking.
Especially Yunshan's last sword, which was fast and cruel, directly chopped the female saint in the Chaos Holy Land into pieces with one sword, strong and domineering. ??
The scene was completely silent.
The disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect were all dumbfounded.
"Is this still our weak sect master?"
It took a long time for the disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect to come back to their senses, and then they roared in unison.
"The lord is mighty!"
"The lord is mighty!"
"..."
Hundreds of thousands of disciples shouted at the top of their lungs.
Their faces were all flushed, their expressions were excited, and their eyes looking at Yunshan were full of admiration.
Yunshan single-handedly killed eight powerful saints. This achievement is enough to be recorded in the annals of history.
Yunshan held the God-Slaying Sword and stood in the battle formation of the Great Emperor, with his back straight and not a trace of blood stained on his body.
Although his back looks a little thin, at this moment, in the minds of Qingyun Sword Sect disciples, that back is like a mountain.
A mountain that can shelter them from wind and rain!
Yunshan raised his head, looked at the masters of the five alliances standing in the sky and stared at them, and said calmly, "Go on!"
The tone of these three words is very light, but full of provocation.
The Five Factions Alliance has brought so many experts with the purpose of destroying the Qingyun Sword Sect. In addition, eight more saints have just died at the hands of Yunshan, so the Five Factions Alliance will never give up.
Yunshan had already recognized this fact, so he was ready to fight to the end.
In the void.
Wuji Tianzun glanced at Xiao Chonglou and the three Holy Masters. At this time, Xiao Chonglou and the three Holy Masters looked ugly.
Yunshan not only killed their people, but also provoked him
We really deserve to die.
Wuji Tianzun's face remained calm, but his heart was filled with joy.
"What a good death!"
"The more people from your faction die, the happier I will be."
"It's best if you all die. In this case, I can unify the Eastern Wasteland without any effort."
Wuji Tianzun wanted to laugh happily, but he was a deep-minded person and did not show it at all on his face.
Yunshan waited for a while, and when he saw that the Five Factions Alliance did not send any masters to kill him, he sneered and said, "Don't you want to destroy our Qingyun Sword Sect? Why don't you take action? Are you all a bunch of cowardly turtles?"
Before the Holy Masters could speak, an angry shout sounded out first.
"Who are you calling a turtle with a shrunken head?"
A figure rushed out from behind the Chaos Lord and headed straight for Yunshan.
He was an old man, and at the same time, he was also a strong saint who was about to break through to the realm of a great saint.
"Come back quickly!" Holy Lord Chaos shouted urgently.
However, the old man turned a deaf ear and his face was filled with cold murderous intent.
"Yunshan, take your life!"
The old man was like a star falling from the sky. After rushing into the Great Emperor's battle formation, he clenched his fists and blasted them out.
Heaven and earth domineering fist!
The old man punched forward with both fists, and the majestic power poured down, like a terrifying long river, drowning towards Yunshan.
This is the old man's strongest blow.
"Qiang!"
Yunshan struck with a powerful sword.
"boom!"
The sword light was like a divine dragon, tearing a hole in the old man's majestic fist with lightning speed.
Then, the old man stopped suddenly and looked at Yunshan in horror.
The scene suddenly freezes.
Three seconds later.
"puff!"
A drop of blood gushed out from the old man's eyebrows, and then a blood line appeared between his eyebrows. The blood line became larger and larger, and blood continued to gush out from it.
after awhile.
"Bang!"
The old man's body fell straight to the ground, dying with his eyes closed.
The Ancient Holy Lord clenched his fists and looked at Yunshan with hatred in his eyes.
The old man who died under Yunshan's sword just now was the most trusted subordinate of the Ancient Holy Lord. If he had not died here today, in at most five years, the old man would have broken through to the realm of the Great Sage.
Unexpectedly, he was killed like this.
When the disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect witnessed this scene, they felt their blood pumping all over their bodies, and they roared in unison in excitement.
"The lord is invincible!"
"The lord is invincible!"
"..."
The emperor is in battle.
Yunshan covered his mouth with his hand and coughed quietly, "Cough cough..."
When he opened his hand, there was a mass of blood in his palm. He quietly circulated his Qi to evaporate the blood.
Killing nine saints in a row seemed easy, but in fact he consumed a lot of energy.
at this time.
"Rumble..."
There was thunder in the sky, and torrents of blood rained down from the sky.
This rain of blood lasted for a full quarter of an hour before it stopped.
"Who's next?" Yunshan raised his head and looked into the void again.
The Ancient Holy Lord said, "Another saint just died in our Ancient Holy Land. This time it's your turn to send some people."
Xiao Chonglou exchanged glances with the two Holy Masters, and then said, "Tianzun, who do you think is suitable to send to deal with Yunshan?"
Wuji Tianzun said, "Although Yunshan is the leader of the largest sect in the Eastern Wasteland, he is only in the realm of the Great Saint.
After a long battle, I am very weak now."
"If you guys take action, you will undoubtedly bully the minority and take advantage of others' danger. It won't sound good if this is spread out!"
"If you ask me, you four factions will send eight more saints."
"If another eight saints take action, Yunshan will definitely not be able to stop them."
Wuji Tianzun certainly does not want Xiao Chonglou and the three Holy Masters to take action. If they take action, Yunshan will definitely die.
In the eyes of Wuji Tianzun, Yunshan is already a dying person, and he will take this opportunity to squeeze out the last bit of Yunshan's value.
Although Yunshan fought continuously, Wuji Tianzun felt like a mirror in his heart. Even if he sent eight more powerful saints, it would be impossible to kill Yunshan, and he would only be killed by Yunshan.
This is his purpose.
He wants to use Yunshan's help to kill more masters from the other four sects, thereby weakening the strength of the four sects.
Xiao Chonglou and the three Holy Masters were not fools. After hearing Wuji Tianzun's words, they immediately noticed Wuji Tianzun's intentions and cursed in their hearts.
"Old Wuji, you are insidious when you step on a horse!"
"If you want to use this to weaken our strength, just dream!"
"We won't be fooled by you!"
"..."
Xiao Chonglou said, "Even if you send eight more saints, it's impossible to kill Yunshan. Tianzun, please think of a way!"
Wuji Tianzun said, "Since the eight saints cannot kill Yunshan, then the remaining saints will come together."
You ride on the horse because you want all the saints from our sects to die, right?
Xiao Chonglou "..."
The faces of the three Holy Masters were gloomy.
Wuji Tianzun didn't even look at them, and directly bewitched the saints and experts of the four sects, saying, "As the old saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands."
"How can one person from Yunshan stop a dozen saints?"
"Let's tear Yunshan apart together."
"Whoever can kill Yunshan, I will give him an imperial weapon!"
