In the old man's shocked and disbelieving eyes, his Gangfeng giant sword broke through the black giant sword and continued to shoot towards him.
Raising the sword, the old man could only wave the sword in his hand feebly. The sword energy collided and its spatial fluctuations spread out.
The Gangfeng giant sword then broke apart and turned into countless pieces that spread around. All of this was just a short breath!
However, when the Gangfeng Giant Sword was broken into pieces, a delicate face continued to enlarge in the old man's eyes, becoming more and more clear.
His pupils suddenly shrank, and the old man looked at the thin figure in front of him in disbelief.
However, in the next moment, this thin figure disappeared, replaced by the intoxicating white light that filled the sky.
The Forgotten Sword Intent exploded, and its sword intent came to him. The old man's body stagnated, and he stared at the white light passing by in horror.
The passing geese left a sound, and the passing sword left traces! His blood shot up, and the old man's powerful aura receded like the tide, and finally fell weakly on the sword path.
One finger, one sword! The fake Lingzong realm warrior dies!
Until his death, the old man in black robe could not believe that he had died under Ye Shaohan's sword in such a short period of time.
The setting sun is setting in the west, and the setting sun is like blood. In the slanting afterglow, the black body wearing white clothes is slowly floating, so dazzling that it is deeply imprinted in the eyes of the disciples of Luoxia Peak. Maybe they will never forget this sword in this life.
The scene of erasing the fake Lingzong realm warriors.
The death of the old man in black robe did not frighten the people in black around him but stimulated them, and they all gathered towards Ye Shaohan.
After a few breaths, Ye Shaohan was gradually surrounded by countless figures. Ye Shaohan slowly landed on the ground, holding the Qilin Sword behind his back, his face still so calm.
"Today, the survival of Luoxia Peak depends on the disciples of Luoxia Peak in our hands. Today, we will use the swords in our hands to tell the world that the pressure of Luoxia Peak cannot be violated!"
Even though Ye Shaohan was so powerful in cultivation, he was not so arrogant to face the siege of fifty or so Spirit Emperor realm warriors alone.
The murderous intention in everyone's hearts was aroused by Ye Shaohan's words. For a moment, the murderous intention skyrocketed!
Peaks are broken, people are dying, and the red dust is rolling. No one wants to bury their bones in the sand. In the face of life and death, even the old people choose life. On Luoxia Peak, their relatives and friends are waiting for their return, waiting for their return.
They go to protect them, just like butterflies emerging from their cocoons. At this moment, they either live or die.
Either the belief in survival or the struggle for survival made each of the Luoxia Peak disciples go crazy.
Facing the fierce offensive of the men in black, the disciples of Luoxia Peak gathered around Ye Shaohan and killed the charging men in black one by one!
Now on the sword path, the disciples of Luoxia Peak are resisting the attacks of groups of men in black, while under the sword path, the steps of Ye Shaohan and others are also blocked by the men in black.
If Ye Shaohan wanted to solve the crisis at Luoxia Peak, he had to clear out the men in black in front of him. Unexpectedly, he couldn't do it alone, so Ye Shaohan relied on the power of everyone.
"Kill!" Ye Shaohan looked up to the sky and roared. This sound seemed to instantly ignite the world and the Luoxia Peak disciples behind him rushed out to unleash the killing intent and anger in their hearts.
In the past, the Spirit Emperor realm warriors who were unattainable in their eyes were nothing in their eyes now. The only thing that stood in their way of survival was killing them. They were not afraid of the gap in cultivation at all, as if they had forgotten the pain. All Luoxia Peak disciples were
The attack by several men in black and nearly several Spirit Emperor realm warriors was extremely terrifying. The man in black only resisted a few attacks before disintegrating.
With the return of the elite disciples of the Sword God Sect, the situation began to gradually turn towards the Sword God Sect.
The sword energy was flying in the sky like a torrent. Yue Jingxian forced Huang Lingtian back with a sword, and stood side by side with Liu Yuyan and others.
Looking down at the scene below, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing the blood on the corner of Huang Lingtian's mouth, Yue Jingxian sneered: "Huang Lingtian, I let you escape last time, but today, you will definitely perish!"
After hearing this, Huang Lingtian wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled lightly, without any panic on his face.
"Really? He can't even do anything to me, let alone today?" Huang Lingtian said with a faint smile.
The force of the sword was involved, and for a time, dozens of blood energy emerged from different directions at the Sword God Gate, gathering around Huang Lingtian, and finally poured into Huang Lingtian's body.
The scarlet blood dyed the entire void blood red, making the void look extremely strange when looking up.
For a moment, Huang Lingtian's momentum surged again.
A terrifying aura spread out, and this momentum made Yue Jingxian afraid of it.
Seeing the solemn expressions of Yue Jingxian and others, Huang Lingtian smiled faintly and said, "The fun has just begun now, isn't it?"
Before he finished speaking, the sharp sound of breaking wind resounded in the sky, and countless figures came like a torrent, among which there were actually several auras of Lingzong realm warriors.
There were nearly thousands of men in black, followed by thousands of sect disciples in different costumes.
Under Huang Lingtian's instigation, these rebellious sects actually united and accompanied Huang Lingtian to overthrow the Sword God Sect, and the Lianyun Sect was just a bait set by Huang Lingtian.
With nearly four dozen Spirit Emperor Realm warriors and thousands of Spiritual Master Realm warriors joining in, the Sword God Sect has once again become in danger.
Several figures emerged behind Huang Lingtian. All of them were Lingzong realm warriors.
Among them, some of these people belong to mysterious forces, and some are the leaders of foreign sects.
Nine waves of terrifying coercion filled the air, and for a moment, all the disciples of the Sword God Sect looked into the void in horror.
Several powerful auras emerged from the five peaks of the Sword God. Several sword lights fell behind Yue Jingxian. The sword lights receded, revealing five figures. Extremely powerful auras emerged from these five people. Hulou Realm Lou
who.
For a time, the only remaining Lingzong realm martial arts of the Sword God Sect were in the void, and a fight broke out again amid Yue Jingxian's cold drink.
The battle in the void was extremely dangerous, and cracks in space appeared from time to time. Compared to the fierce battle in the void, the battle on the ground was very brutal.
What made Ye Shaohan feel helpless was that most of the sudden enemies came towards Luoxia Peak. Feeling the powerful aura around them, Ye Shaohan's heart suddenly sank.
Facing the offensive of several Spirit Emperor realm warriors and thousands of Spirit Master realm warriors, even the Spirit Sect realm warriors had to retreat temporarily.
Even if they die, they must self-destruct their spiritual crystals in exchange for a short period of cultivation. The Luoxia Peak disciples gradually become crazy.
The sword was broken, but his hands were still there. He grabbed the enemy's thigh with both hands, just to create an opportunity for his companions behind him to kill the enemy.
Some Luoxia Peak disciples who fell in the pool of blood clenched the thighs of the men in black with their fragile teeth, remaining the same until the moment their lives died!
At this moment, even Ye Shaohan, who had experienced countless bloody battles, was moved by this, and the sword in his hand became faster and faster.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Shaohan rushed out in one step. His figure rushed towards several men in black like lightning flashes. The sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake. The sword pierced into the heart of the swordsman. Every sword strike must be
Blood splatters!
Gradually, Ye Shaohan seemed to be immersed in the killing in front of him, and he kept whispering: "Kill, kill, kill!!!"
The originally clear eyes gradually turned blood red. At this moment, Ye Shaohan seemed to be no longer the gentle and elegant Ye Shaohan of the past, as if he was the god of death from hell!
"Kill" Ye Shaohan's cold shouts merged together to form a loud wave. At this moment, the sound became louder and more alarming, as loud as thunder in the sky, all of which stimulated the Luoxia Peak disciples.
The sound of killing, the sound of breaking wind, and countless harsh sounds gathered together and enveloped the mountain range.
The sky, the land, and the mountains seemed to be dyed red by the blood.
The killing continued, and Ye Shaohan felt inexplicable pressure when faced with a tidal wave of attacks.
More and more Spirit Emperor realm enemies are coming towards Luoxia Peak Kendo, and the defense lines established by Luoxia Peak disciples with their lives are being eliminated one by one.
How could dozens of Spirit King Realm warriors resist the attack of thousands of men in black? Gradually, disciples from Luoxia Peak fell down one after another. Beside Ye Shaohan, there were not only the corpses of the men in black, but also the corpses of his companions.
The shadow of killing spread in everyone's hearts. When the sword became functional, they no longer knew how many swords they had swung!
Looking at the scene below, Ye Shaohan sighed slightly. After this incident, although the Sword God Sect was able to survive safely, its vitality was also damaged.
Avoiding dozens of sharp sword lights, Ye Shaohan suddenly stepped on his feet, and his figure floated up.
The sharp energy surrounding the Qilin Sword body spread out, Ye Shaohan's sword power continued to change, and waves of sword chants rang out around him.
"A hundred swords strike together!" Ye Shaohan immediately burst out with an even stronger aura. This aura got higher and higher, and in the end, it almost reached its peak. The murderous roars were like waves of the sea, which was extremely shocking.
The sword was swung, hundreds of sword shadows emerged around Ye Shaohan, and the sword energy surrounded Ye Shaohan like a torrent.
The selfless sword intent erupted, and Ye Shaohan had integrated the sword intent into the sword shadow.
The sword shadow gradually materialized, and its terrifying pressure spread. On the Sword God Peak, Yue Jingxian all looked at the void covered by the sword shadow in disbelief.
The crisp sound of sword chants came out from the shadows of these broken swords. Everything around them seemed extremely strange. However, the people who had fallen into madness at this moment did not pay much attention and were fighting each other one after another.
The Qilin Sword was slowly lifted up and then slowly dropped to the ground. Hundreds of sword shadows rushed towards the men in black. Except for a few men in black who died from the impact, most of the men in black were only slightly injured at most.
However, this injury was enough to neutralize the fierce offensive of the man in black, and for a while, the stalemate started again.
"Kill!" Ye Shaohan slashed out with his sword, and the endless sword momentum was like breaking bamboo, killing several people in a row!
After Ye Shaohan finished speaking, several Luoxia Peak disciples roared almost simultaneously, and the shouts immediately merged together to form an unimaginable cold shout that resounded throughout the world.