However, at this time, they all had wounds more or less on their bodies. It seemed that they had experienced such a miserable battle. Their faces were defeated and their breath was weak.
"Senior Brother Wen Ao, we can't last long if we continue like this. Those people will come and kill us soon. What should we do?"
One of the women said anxiously to the man in front of her called Senior Brother Wen Ao.
Wen Ao, one of the successors of Tianming, is quite prestigious in Xuantian Sect. His cultivation has reached the peak of the eighth level of the Nine-Star Secret Realm, and he is quite accomplished in space magical powers.
However, now he is actually pale, with blood overflowing from everywhere on his body, and his breath is weak. It seems that he cannot hold on for long.
"Yes, Senior Brother Wen Ao, I am not willing to accept how majestic and majestic the Destiny Successors like me are to end up like this!"
Another man growled lowly.
"Twenty destiny successors were dispatched, each with a strength above the fifth level of the Nine-Star Secret Realm, but in the end, the entire army was wiped out. We are so sorry to the sect master!"
They all looked downcast, their eyes full of self-blame and unwillingness, and there was no trace of the aloofness they had when they were in the sect.
You must know that this time they set off from the sect under Nie Wuya's order. They were divided into four groups. Each group had the life tablets of the successors of the destiny in their hands. Once the life cards were broken, it meant that the person who traveled had died, and now that person
The life cards of the fifteen people have all been broken, and now only five of them are left.
How ironic it would be if this were spread.
"Junior brothers and sisters!"
Seeing their complaints, Wen Ao lamented in his heart. He knew the current situation and crisis, and also knew that their chances of survival were very slim.
But as a senior brother, he must set an example, not to be depressed, but to be strong. This is the spirit of the heirs of destiny, and he must not lose it no matter what time.
His words were sonorous, as if he was roaring: "This trip will face all kinds of unexpected dangers. Since the sect leader entrusted us with the task, he trusted us. Naturally, we can't let him down, even if we can't complete it."
, we must fight until the last moment, because we are the heirs of destiny and the pride of countless disciples. Even if we die, we must die well and die unyieldingly!"
His words were like thunder that struck the ears of the four disciples, falling into their hearts and causing a huge roar.
"The sect leader...the heir of destiny...the pride of countless disciples..." they murmured, and suddenly at this moment, a will to die rather than surrender arose in their hearts.
It turns out that they have grown from humble children to what they are today step by step.
At that time, they regarded the successors of Tianming as their idols and pride, and regarded the sect as their backer and home for them to live in. Everyone swore in their hearts that they were willing to sacrifice their lives for the sect and shed the last drop of blood.
However, when they took the position of the heirs of destiny, they gradually changed, lost their original intention, became vain, and began to enjoy the pleasure of being the center of attention. The original intention that they were once proud of had long been abandoned by them.
The deepest part of my heart.
However, now, in this scene, Wen Ao's words have aroused the most primitive will deep in their hearts, making them think that they are the heirs of destiny and the hope of the masses. Even if they die, they will die proudly.
"Yes, that's right. We are the heirs of destiny and inherit the spirit of the great sect. Even if we die, we must fight until the last moment."
Immediately, some people got up as if they were dead.
"We are born as ordinary people, and die as ordinary ghosts!"
The five people supported each other and did not know how far they escaped. However, Wen Ao's aura became weaker and weaker. He had been seriously injured before, and along the way, the five people also used space magic to escape. At this time,
He has reached the end of his strength.
"Hahaha, I am a great person in life, and a ghost in death. I am a man of destiny, but I am still here today!"
Disaster is coming.
Suddenly there was loud laughter from all around.
The next moment, a dozen masters appeared in the void and surrounded the five Wen Ao people.
These people wore different clothes, but the aura they exuded was extremely powerful.
The highest is the eighth level of subversion, and the lowest is around the fifth level of the Nine Star Secret Realm.
If Ye Feng were here, he would recognize him instantly.
He is a member of the Demon Slayer Realm and the Hao Sword Sect.
The two families actually joined forces to hunt down a large number of the disciples.
"Even if we die in battle, we will not surrender to you. The sect master will definitely avenge and kill us in the future!"
In the current situation, escaping is impossible.
There is only one battle.
Wen Ao didn't say much and gave an order.
The five of them regarded death as their own and headed towards the local camp respectively.
"Hmph, Nie Wuya, he couldn't even protect himself, but he still avenged you. Today, this is your burial place!"
The two sides are mortal enemies, fighting for everything in the blink of an eye.
The entire void was filled with murderous intent.
However, the five Wen Ao people were injured, and their combat effectiveness was not at all what it was in their heyday. In addition, the opponent had more people and strength, and their strength was also extraordinary.
The battle lasted for more than ten breaths, and one of the five people was killed on the spot.
"kill!"
Seeing the death of their companions, Wen Ao and others' eyes were bloodshot, and their grief turned into anger, a monstrous rage.
This anger makes them crazy. They are not afraid of death. They just feel an inexplicable strength in their bodies. They are struggling before death, and they regard death as home.
"Pfft!"
It has to be said that in this state, their combat effectiveness skyrocketed. After a while, six people in the opponent's camp were killed, and the rest were basically around the seventh to eighth levels of the Nine Star Secret Realm.
These people are so powerful in combat that even if Wen Ao and the others were red-blooded, they would not be able to defeat them. Instead, they would suffer more and more wounds.
It can be said that it is a miracle that Wen Ao and the others can survive until now.
"Xuan Tian Sect, your luck has been exhausted, and you are just struggling to the death. We have killed three of the four groups, and now you are the only one left. If you can kneel down and kowtow to us, we will consider it.
I’ll let you go today!”
The man wearing the attire of the Hao Jian Sect did not forget to make sarcastic remarks during the battle. He actually wanted Wen Ao and the others to put down their dignity and please them like dogs. It was simply a naked humiliation.
"In my dream, you are just like beasts, and you have committed many crimes against me, and you will be punished one day. Grandson, you'd better sleep with your eyes open from now on, otherwise you won't know how you died!"
How could Wen Ao and others agree? Instead, they became increasingly angry. He finally saw that these people were fully capable of killing them all. The reason why they did not resolve the battle was to humiliate them and trample on their dignity.
"If you don't know what is good or bad, then you will all die!"
These words completely angered the other party. At this time, their murderous intent was revealed, with a fierce light in their eyes, and they were ready to fight quickly and kill Wen Ao and others.
Boom! Among them, a man from the Haojian Sect took the lead.
His body transformed into a sword.
Appeared in the void above Wen Ao's head.
The sword quickly grew in size and transformed into a sky-high sword in the blink of an eye.
On the sword, there is a powerful momentum, surrounded by many mysterious and true texts of swordsmanship.
Every word is the evolution of a human figure, and every human figure is a sword move, all kinds of strange things.
The terrifying power of the sword rolled over it, and he slashed down with the sword. Before the sword could reach them, the frightening air wave lifted Wen Ao and the others several feet away.
"Three Thousand Sword Techniques, this is one of the most domineering sword moves of the Haojian Sect. I didn't expect that with your eighth level subversive strength, the power of this move would reach the ninth level!"
Wen Ao and others were despairing.
He also knew a thing or two about the sword moves of the Hao Jian Sect, but he didn't expect to see it with his own eyes, and it was more powerful than he imagined.
This level of swordsmanship would have been difficult for Wen Ao to achieve even at his peak, let alone now.
"Senior brother, if you can die with your senior brother, it's worth it. I hope we can still be brothers and sisters in the next life!"
The four of them were ready to face death.
In the eyes of the people from the Haojian Sect and the Demon Slayer Realm, the four of them were already dead.
Buzz! However, when everyone thought that the four Wen Ao people would definitely die...