Intentionally or unintentionally, the demon sect and the cultivators and goddesses took advantage of this massacre, with almost no sacrifice or loss.
Everything started too suddenly and ended too suddenly. From the first person falling down to the last person being hacked to death by the devil's master, it only lasted less than fifteen breaths.
In these fifteen breaths, the demon sect disciples and the cultivator goddesses killed a total of 642 people, and tens of thousands of people had their eight extraordinary meridians sealed.
Zhenwu Square and Wanxiantai fell into extreme chaos.
Those demon sect disciples were besieged by the righteous disciples, and they were not stupid either. They shouted: "According to the orders of the Cangyun Sect, kill the remaining members of the Thousand Faces Sect!"
At this time, the more than a thousand Cangyun disciples arranged by Ye Xiaochuan came into play. They hid around the thirty-three sects. When they saw the turmoil, they immediately stepped forward to comfort them.
On the viewing platform of Wanxiantai, the expressions of the big bosses varied. Some were very nervous, while others were very calm. Especially the heads of the Demon Sect, who seemed to have been psychologically prepared for the turmoil in front of them, and there was nothing wrong with it.
Confused.
Qiankunzi, Guan Shaoqin and others didn't know that Ye Xiaochuan was going to attack Qianmianmen. Seeing people killing people everywhere in Zhenwu Square and Wanxiantai, these unsuspecting people immediately stood up from their seats.
Yujizi smiled and said: "Fellow Taoists, don't panic, we are just clearing out some moths in the world."
After saying that, he stood up and said loudly: "I am a charlatan, everyone, please stop!"
His cultivation level was very high, and his voice spread throughout the countryside, and the panicked crowd calmed down a little.
Yujizi said loudly: "The people killed this time are all the remnants of the Qianmian Sect who have infiltrated into various sects, and are not enemies from the heavenly realm!"
Tuoba Yu and Lang Sheng said: "Yes, this time Cangyun Sect cooperated with our holy religion to jointly clear away the remnants of the Thousand Faces Sect hidden in various sects..."
Nangong Bat also stood up and said similar words,
Hearing that the two pillars of the righteous way and the devil's sect, as well as the lords of the casual cultivators and goddesses, came out to speak, the chaotic mountain top gradually returned to calm. Yu Linglong rolled her eyes at the young people from the Celestial Master's way who had just fought with her.
Disciple, said: "I have told you that this woman is a remnant of the Thousand Faces Sect, and we are just following orders. Why don't you believe it? Now the head of Yujizi has spoken.
, now you should believe it!"
At the edge of Wanxiantai, Ye Xiaochuan saw that the square had become calm and he breathed a sigh of relief.
He glanced at Liu Jin Yanfen, who was standing next to him, and said calmly: "The situation has been decided, do you have anything else to say to me?"
Liu Jin Yanfen's face turned pale.
He never expected that the Thousand Faces Gate, which had hidden Operation Magpie Nest for nearly a hundred years, would be stewed by Ye Xiaochuan in a dozen breaths.
There must still be some fish caught in the trap, but most of its main force disappeared in just a dozen breaths.
He said: "I lost. Gu Jianchi was right, you don't want to fight, but I, Yuan Shaoqin, will definitely not sit back and wait for death!"
He turned around and wanted to leave, but there were seven female disciples standing behind him.
Ning Xiangruo, Yang Liudi, Guo Hui, Yang Xiaofeng, Zhao Shuang, Hong Juer, Yun Qiyou.
These seven female disciples are the seven true disciples of the late Master Jingshui.
Ye Xiaochuan knew Yun Qiyou very well. Although he had dismissed Yun Qiyou and Leng Zongsheng before, he knew that these two people had never gone far and were definitely watching him secretly.
So just now after Ye Xiaochuan played the Pluto flag, he shouted "Senior Brother Leng", and Leng Zongsheng flew out of the crowd not far away.
The hatred of killing a master is irreconcilable.
These seven women will definitely kill their enemies with their own hands!
Ning Xiangruo's expression was a little painful and she said, "Shaoqin? Is it you? Are you really not dead?"
The corner of Liu Jin Yanfen's mouth moved, but he didn't see any movement, and his appearance suddenly changed.
He has become younger and more handsome.
Originally a middle-aged Confucian scholar, he turned into a handsome young talent in the blink of an eye.
Ning Xiangruo trembled when she saw that familiar face.
There were tears falling gently from the corners of his eyes.
The man she loved most, his spiritual tablet was still enshrined in the mezzanine of the wardrobe in her boudoir.
As a result, he didn't die!
Not only did he not die, he also killed his mother-like master!
In the past, Ning Xiangruo still had a little fantasy, thinking that Liu Jin Yanfen and Yuan Shaoqin were two people.
Until this moment, when he saw that face, she closed her eyes in pain and let tears slide down her cheeks.
No one is in more pain than Ning Xiangruo. This kind of heart-breaking feeling can only be known by personal experience.
Liujin Yanfen, no, he should be called Yuan Shaoqin at this moment.
Yuan Shaoqin looked at Ning Xiangruo with a smile and said, "Xiangruo, I haven't seen you for decades. I thought you had grown up, why are you still so crying?"
Ning Xiangruo said painfully: "Why didn't you die? Why didn't you... die? I thought you were dead over the years, and I shed so many tears for you. Today's tears are not shed for you, but for myself.
It’s for Master!”
Yuan Shaoqin was indeed a hero of his generation, and up until this moment he had not shown any sign of panic.
He smiled very nicely. At least Ye Xiaochuan was much more handsome.
He said softly: "Xiangruo, do you also want to kill me?"
Ning Xiangruo said: "Master's kindness is as deep as the sea. You killed my master, and I want to avenge him!"
Yuan Shaoqin smiled and said: "Good reason, you killed me for revenge, and I killed Jingshui for revenge. But you are not my opponent, and I don't want to fight with you! Ye Xiaochuan!"
He suddenly turned to look at Ye Xiaochuan and said loudly: "I lost today, completely. I hope the person who fights me for the last time is you. Can you let me, Yuan Shaoqin, have no regrets in this life?"
Ye Xiaochuan glanced at Ning Xiangruo and others.
These women are almost all the most important in their lives.
Yun Qiyou is his most beloved woman, and the other six have pulled him up and become like sisters and mothers in his heart.
Yuan Shaoqin's talent is higher than Wan Yan Wu Tears. Now that Wan Yan Wu Tears has reached the realm of gods and humans, Yuan Shaoqin's cultivation level will definitely not be low.
Among these seven women, only Senior Sister Ning and Senior Sister Yun can really compete with Yuan Shaoqin head-on. The other five Senior Sisters are not very strong.
If one of them had an accident, he would suffer for the rest of his life.
So, Ye Xiaochuan said: "Since you didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, I will help you, come and learn your clever tricks, and give you a last leg!"
"Xiaochuan, let me help you!"
Yun Qiyou held Zhanchen in his hand and stepped out. Ye Xiaochuan smiled and said: "No need, this is a battle between gentlemen. Senior Brother Yuan is a gentleman, and I can't be a villain. Today I will fight in front of everyone in the world.
Let me fight with him. After all, I am also the son-in-law of Yuanshui Xiaozhu. I grew up in Yuanshui Xiaozhu when I was a child. It is only natural that I should avenge Uncle Jingshui!"
