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Chapter 1233 The Worst World Is Nothing But This

This Tianzhou disciple who stabbed his own man in the chest with a sword instantly attracted the attention of countless people.

Bai Jingqiu gritted his teeth and shouted: "Are you crazy..."

The disciple turned a deaf ear and the sword was pulled out from the corpse, and the blood fell down "tick, tick, tick". Then he turned around and frowned slightly, scanning the situation in front of him.

"Kacha" he stepped forward and stepped on the corpse of the Tianzhou disciple on the ground, crushing the corpse's chest directly, but he didn't even look down.

Bai Jingqiu screamed and said, "Stop, what are you doing?"

In the mountains of Qingshan, not even a single sound from this side was transmitted. The disciple approached another person with a long sword. When the sword light flashed, what he didn't expect was that he was struck by another person.

The disciples of Tianzhou fought back and killed him.

Yes, the inner hall and true disciples of the Tianzhou Sect are killing each other under the main hall square.

At the beginning, only the disciples close to the square were fighting, and there were only a few of them. They held the long swords in their hands. Whenever they saw someone around them, they would rise up to kill the enemy as if they had encountered a life-or-death enemy.

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Then the fighting among Tianzhou disciples quickly spread from near the main hall square to the hillside and then to the side of the mountain gate.

In the mist, all Tianzhou disciples were holding long swords, and they started to kill anyone they saw.

This is definitely a very ironic scene. The disciples of the Tianzhou sect are using Tianzhou's magic to kill the brothers who have been with them day and night. They may also be their teachers, or even brothers of the same sect and clan.

When the killing started, no one from Tianzhou senior management or Qingshan senior management reacted, because they thought that the Qingshan formation that would rise again would be the same as before. It was just that there would be a sword formation in Qingshan. So with that

Even if there are tens of thousands of Tianzhou disciples who can't resist it, they won't be too embarrassed, but what anyone can think of is that there is no sword formation at all.

Without the sword formation, it seems to be more terrifying than with the sword formation, making people feel palpitating, frightened and unable to believe.

The sword array is used to kill people, but it can't be as cruel as killing oneself. Look at those Tianzhou disciples who are showing no mercy at all when they draw their swords and cast spells. It's as if they are standing in front of someone who killed his father or his wife.

, just like the big enemy who kills his son, not only does he stab his chest with his sword, but when he pulls out the sword, his wrist will turn again, so that the sword blade will definitely completely destroy the internal organs in the opponent's chest.

Minced.

How much hatred is there?

Bai Jingqiu opened his mouth in shock. He saw with helpless eyes that the junior brother with whom he was usually closest was decapitated with a sword, and the other person was an uncle of this junior brother.

"No……"

Bai Jingqiu's shock and sadness had not yet subsided. Zhang Xian next to him screamed in horror. His scream was very harsh, as if a broken gong had been hit hard, and this was because the person was under extreme pressure.

A voice that comes out in panic, helplessness and confusion.

As a result, many people in Tianzhou followed Zhang Xian's gaze and finally their eyes fell on a young man in his early twenties.

They all recognized who this young man was. His name was Zhang Yaoqing. He was the grandson of the great elder Zhang Xian and the only grandson of the Zhang family.

It's just that Zhang Yaoqing was very miserable at this time. One of his arms was cut off at shoulder level. His face was pale and blood was flowing profusely from the cut. The person who cut off his arm seemed to be unwilling to give up.

The sword touched Zhang Yaoqing's neck again.

"No!" Zhang Xian shouted again in a hoarse voice.

Zhang Yaoqing is definitely going to die.

But his death was tragic or heartbreaking.

The man who killed him was Zhang Jin, Zhang Yaoqing's father and Zhang Xian's son.

What a cruel scene!

And killings like this are still going on among the disciples of Tianzhou without any signs of stopping.

Many of Tianzhou's disciples died, and it was extremely tragic.

Because if Tianzhou and Qingshan Sect were fighting, there would definitely not be so many people killed so quickly, and it was entirely possible that Tianzhou would kill them in a crushing manner, after all, they had a lot of people.

But now Tianzhou is unilaterally killing each other. Neither Qingshan nor Qingyun has used a single soldier. Tianzhou's disciples are rapidly decreasing. If they fight to the end, there may be only one person left.

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Bai Tian's gaze was withdrawn, and his expression did not change much, because he had always been alone, and there were no relatives of his among the group of Tianzhou disciples who were fighting.

However, even if there is, the reaction during the day will still be the same.

In practice, those who have reached the late stage of transcending tribulations and are about to become immortals and ascend have actually abandoned the seven emotions and six desires. In their eyes, there is only the road to the sky and nothing else. This is what is called

Cut off the roots, cut off all the roots.

Although he didn't care about these during the day, he couldn't care less about the death of Tianzhou's disciples. After all, if all Tianzhou's disciples died, Tianzhou would be gone.

"Is it an illusion? It should be, otherwise it wouldn't be like this..." asked Xiang Que, who was looking at Xiang An, Nan Sijin and lying on the ground like a dead dog during the day.

There are no swords in the Qingshan Formation, everything is an illusion.

I saw this during the day.

In the eyes of Tianzhou disciples, everyone they see is their life-and-death enemy, or they are villains who are about to take their lives. It is more likely that they may have seen the sword guard in Qingshan,

I thought that killing him would be a great achievement.

In short, no matter who it is, it must be the one they want to kill, so when they swing the sword in their hands, they will never hesitate.

The corpses of Tianzhou disciples in the Qingshan Sect fell one after another.

But what is quite interesting is that no one in Qingshan has ever used a sword or a sword. It was Tianzhou who came to fight Qingshan, but Qingshan disciples seemed to have nothing to do with this battle and stayed out of it.

Zhang Hengheng lowered his head, looked at Xiang Que and whispered, "Do you think he is dead? Why don't I feel like he's not? The master's eyelashes flickered twice just now."

Xiang Que glanced at him and said, "You saw it wrong."

"Really?" Zhang Hengheng scratched his head suspiciously, squatted on the ground and squinted at the person next to him, then stretched out two fingers and poked Xiang Que's ribs, and said: "Master, are you afraid?

Is it itchy?"

Xiang Que didn't move at all, but for some reason, the atmosphere around him suddenly became a little stunned.


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