Hearing this, Ye Shaohan turned around and casually designated ten Luoxia Peak disciples to stay. Immediately, he stood up and followed closely behind Yue Jingxian.
Several rays of sword light flashed across the sky. Wherever they passed, their terrifying pressure filled the air and made people shudder.
As his body passed over several mountains, Yue Jingxian suddenly stopped and looked ahead with a solemn expression.
The figure of Jingxian Jingxian stopped when he saw the moon, and the figures of Ye Shaohan and others also stopped one after another, and several people were suspended in mid-air.
Raising his head, Yue Jingxian turned around, looked at the people covered in blood, and said calmly: "Go back to the Sword God!"
A short sentence was enough to express Yue Jingxian's meaning. Yue Jingxian turned around and rushed towards the direction of the Sword God Gate without hesitation, and all the aura on his body was restrained.
Seeing this, although the disciples of the Sword God Sect were confused, they still put away their momentum.
Following Yue Jingxian, Ye Shaohan felt a little uneasy for some reason and looked at the figure in front of him with confusion.
"This move is so big, why did you give up halfway? Could it be that something happened to the disciple of Sword God?" Ye Shaohan frowned slightly.
In the ruined villages of the Sword God Mountain Range, blood pools were still boiling and floating around strangely. Several men in black stood beside the blood pools.
The Sword God Gate and the Sword God Peak are located among the four peaks. There is a sword cliff in front of the fifth peak, which is the mountain gate of the Sword God Gate. However, at this moment, a strange blood pool appeared in front of the sword cliff, with blood rising above the blood pool.
On the top of the Sword God, two old men sat in a coiled position, looking down at the sea of clouds below with indifferent expressions.
One of the old men in purple slightly moved his right finger forward. The clouds and mist around him continued to disperse in all directions. The landscape of the Sword God also appeared in their sight. Countless sword lights flashed across the sword.
The sword of the Five Peaks of the Gods was flying, and the old man murmured: "He is finally here, Huang Lingtian! The grudges that have lasted for thousands of years should be ended today!"
Another old man brushed his sparse silver beard and said calmly: "It's time to end! Over the years, too many disciples have died in this grudge!"
The old man in purple stood up slowly, and the clouds and mist under his feet dispersed automatically. He put his hands behind his back and sighed: "This feud has gone on for too long!"
Another old man also stood up slowly, drew out his thin sword from behind, caressed the sword as if caressing his beloved, and murmured: "Brother, it's time for us to go! Three level 3 warriors of the Spirit Sect Realm are enough for us to drink.
From the pot!”
Before they even finished speaking, the two of them had already disappeared from Sword God Zhidian!
If Huo Qilin were here, he would realize that this old man is the Sword God Sect disciple with the strongest aura that he detected at the beginning, and he is also the only two remaining Sword God Sect guards.
The Sword God Guards have existed to protect the Sword God and have lasted for thousands of years. However, as they have been fighting against mysterious forces for thousands of years, the number of Sword God Guards has become smaller and smaller, and now there are only two left.
In the Sword Temple, Huang Shaoping looked around the disciples with a solemn face. At this moment, Huang Shaoping's back was so thin, as if he would be blown away by the wind at any time. He ordered: "Disciples from each peak gather at each peak.
!Peak Master, the mountain protection formation is ready to be activated!"
Everyone followed the order and went down. The entire Sword God Peak was filled with sword light flying everywhere, and a feeling of an approaching storm enveloped the hearts of the Sword God disciples.
Huang Shaoping and Liu Yuyan were the only ones left in the empty hall. They walked slowly out of the hall. The mountains in the distance were as green as majestic and majestic. They had a unique flavor, but they lacked the intention to watch.
Looking at the surrounding mountains, Huang Shaoping could still feel the shocking blood energy even though they were far apart.
"Are the two uncles not back yet?" Huang Shaoping sighed softly. A few moments ago, they discovered that there were many blood pools around the Sword God Sect, and the masters of Chaoyang Peak and Xingchen Peak
Go check it out too.
Hearing this, Liu Yuyan looked at the sky with concern and said softly: "He's not back yet!"
"It's his aura!" Young Master Huang said calmly, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.
"What?" Turning around, Liu Yuyan looked at Huang Shaoping, with an inexplicable look in her eyes.
Hearing this, Liu Yuyan sighed slightly and said, "Do you really hate him that much?"
Huang Shaoping looked back at Liu Yuyan, with an indescribable meaning in his eyes, and said with a complex expression: "Yuyan, Luoxia Peak will be entrusted to your care first. If Sui Feng comes back, please tell him the story of the peak master."
Let him compete with you!"
Liu Yuyan's body trembled, a strange look appeared on her face, and she said slowly: "Do you have to go?"
Huang Shaoping gently caressed the sword in his hand, as if caressing his beloved, with tenderness in his eyes, and murmured: "The rebellion of dozens of sects in Lianyun Sect this time is obviously caused by Huang Lingtian's presence.
Manipulating from behind, now that all the elites in the sect have emerged, Huang Lingtian has been waiting for this moment. Although the peak protection formation can protect the main sect, I have an uneasy feeling in my heart, that blood pool, the massacre a few months ago!
That blood pool must have its own value!"
The bubbling pool of blood always gave Huang Shaoping an uneasy feeling.
"Does the blood pool have to be destroyed?" Liu Yuyan sighed slightly and asked.
"Well!" Huang Shaoping's eyes showed a hint of reminiscence, and he said in a deep voice: "That blood pool gathers the resentment of all living beings and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. If it is used by someone with intentions, it will be very scary!"
Turning around, Huang Shaoping looked at the main hall behind him and sighed: "Huang Lingtian has been the peak master for decades, how can he not understand the peak protection formation?"
Liu Yuyan looked at the clouds with a complicated look, and said complicatedly: "I don't know if the two master uncles can withstand the attack of the three Lingzong Realm 3rd level ones!"
Huang Shaoping continued to look into the distance and said in a low voice: "I hope they can resist it. If they can't resist it, then the Sword God Sect's chances will be even slimmer!"
"You are different from your master. He has ambitions, but you don't!" Liu Yuyan said complicatedly, looking at Huang Shaoping with a hint of admiration in her eyes.
With a bitter smile, Huang Shaoping shook his head silently and murmured: "Once a teacher, always a father!
If Master takes the wrong path, it is my responsibility to guide him to the right path!"
Huang Shaoping reluctantly looked at the two characters engraved on the stone tablet behind him: Sword God!!.
Huang Shaoping sighed silently, stepped forward and stroked the two big characters of "龙飞风五", looked at the scrolls floating in the lobby complicatedly, and murmured: "The misfortune rises and falls, and the sunset ends!"
Huang Shaoping silently bowed to the picture scroll in the lobby, then stood up, pointed his long sword to the sky, and swore an oath. A strong obsession lingered over the falling moon, and he roared: "The sword is where the person is, and the sword dies and the person dies.
!”
Huang Lingtian's thin figure slowly flew down the mountain and gradually disappeared from Liu Yuyan's eyes.
Bike Liu Yuyan's face was filled with tears, and she softly chanted: "Brother, you must come back safely!"
Countless men in black are rushing from the outer direction of the Sword God Mountain Range. They are so densely packed that almost no gaps can be seen, and there are human figures everywhere.
Everyone's eyes were full of ferocious looks, and their whole bodies were surrounded by a strange black mist sword energy. All of them were actually above the spiritual master level. From a distance, there were actually three to four thousand people.
The surrounding trees were broken by the overwhelming momentum, and all the disciples in the peaks felt a heart-stopping pressure.
The pungent smell of blood filled the air, and for a moment, the steaming blood pools became even more violent.
The sharp sound of breaking wind flooded the Sword God Gate like a tide, and its sound was extremely loud.
"My Emperor Lingtian is back, Sword God Sect, today is the time for you to overturn it!"
The laughter was unbridled and rampant, and the violence in his words enveloped the Sword God Sect in an atmosphere of despair.
The terrifying momentum stirred the wind and snow above the Sword God Gate, and the sky suddenly became extremely gloomy.
Huang Lingtian put his hands behind his back, followed closely by dozens of men in black. The aura of these men in black was also extremely fierce, and those with the lowest cultivation level were at the False Spirit Sect level.
Huang Lingtian floated in the air with a proud expression on his face, looking down at the green mountains and green waters at his feet.
The image of him being chased by the Sword God Sect could not help but appear before Huang Lingtian's eyes. In response to this, a sneer appeared at the corner of Huang Lingtian's mouth.
"Destroy the whole family!" The cold voice sounded like it came from hell, and the face of the man in black who had drawn his sword showed a ferocious look.
The momentum of thousands of men in black gathered together, and their momentum was extremely powerful.
At the same time, hundreds of men in black jumped towards the dilapidated villages in the Sword God Mountain Range.
When you pass the Sword God Gate, you must pass by the Sword Cliff. Looking down from the sky, the Sword Cliff seems to have been split open by a sword, and the surrounding walls are full of sword marks.
The dense crowd surged forward, and amid ferocious roars and roars, countless figures rushed towards the Five Peaks of the Sword God, but an astonishing sword roar suddenly sounded.
However, at this time, a thin figure stood on the sword cliff holding a sword, with long hair fluttering, and the martial arts clothes made bursts of crackling sounds, and the astonishing sword roar was coming from the sword in the figure's hand.
Slowly raising his head, Huang Shaoping looked at Huang Lingtian in the sky with complicated eyes, and said lightly: "You are here!"
The huge blood pool in front of the sword cliff had been filled with fallen rocks, and the bubbling blood had strangely stopped. Apparently, the blood pool had been destroyed by Huang Shaoping.
Under the pressure of thousands of men in black, Huang Lingtian still maintained his indifference, but the complicated look in his eyes moved Huang Lingtian. His figure trembled slightly, his face darkened, and he said: "Why,
Do you still want to stop me? "There was a rare hint of gentleness in Huang Lingtian's words. Several people around him stared at Huang Lingtian in surprise. In their memories, Huang Lingtian had always been cold.
Complete.
"I remember when you were a child, you told me that our roots are in the Sword God Sect. If our roots are gone, will we still have the meaning of existence?" Huang Shaoping slowly raised his sword, and pointed the tip of the sword coldly at Huang Ling.
Oh my god, today, Huang Shaoping finally drew his sword towards Huang Lingtian.
Huang Lingtian shook his head mockingly, looked at Huang Lingtian complicatedly, and sighed: "If you want to stop me today, can you alone resist it?" Several terrifying auras surged around Huang Lingtian,
These auras came from those men in black. Just these few auras forced Huang Lingtian to take a few steps back, and a trail of blood slowly dripped from the corner of his mouth.