Facing Tan Guang, who was laughing wildly, his cold and ruthless face became even colder. The murderous aura in his eyes scared Tan Guang, who subconsciously took a few steps back and hid behind Wei Wuchang. Only then did he feel
A little safer.
"Leng Wuqing, we have known each other for hundreds of years. Don't say I won't give you a chance. Now I will take all your sect disciples with me and join our Moyun Sect from now on. I will protect you from death.
If you don't know what is good and what is evil, the Tianjian Mountain will be filled with blood today.
Leng Qingwu, I think you can't bear to watch our two major sects slaughter your disciples.
"Wei Wuchang laughed wildly.
"There is indeed a river of blood here today, but Wei Wuchang, you made a mistake. The person who died was not a disciple of my Heavenly Sword Sect.
It’s you, the lackeys of the Tianlei Sect.”
Leng Wuqing replied unceremoniously.
"Hahaha, Leng Wuwu, do you still think that your Tianjian Sect is still the largest sect in the world thousands of years ago?
To actually say such arrogant and ignorant words.
Look back and take a closer look. In the entire Tianjian Sect, there are only a few strong men at the Golden Core stage.
You are looking at how many powerful people in the Golden Core stage are behind me.
In terms of overall combat effectiveness alone, even without the Ghost Spirit Sect, your Tianjian Sect is already inferior to our Moyun Sect.
For so many years, your Tianjian Sect has been so weak, yet it still occupies the position of the eight major sects in the world.
This position should no longer belong to your Tianjian Sect, but to our Moyun Sect.
From today on, among the eight major sects in the world, our Moyun Sect should have a place."
Wei Wuchang laughed wildly and proudly.
"I said, Sect Master, why are you still nagging this idiot?
Just kill him and that's it. What's the deal with his ink marks?
This kind of idiot is a waste of air in this world."
Li Tiandi, who was tied up by Wu Hua Da, urged impatiently.
"Little bastard, when I talk to your sect master, there is no place for you, a junior, to talk.
No wonder the Tianjian Sect is so lonely now and can't even control a single disciple. It's no wonder that the sect doesn't decline."
Wei Wuchang looked unhappy and angry at Li Tiandi.
At this moment, Wei Wuchang finally understood why the sect leader of Tianlei Sect wanted to capture this little brat alive. This little brat was so talkative that he was really annoying.
"I feel that what this disciple of mine said is not wrong at all. Talking to an idiot like you simply lowers my IQ.
What he said is right. Living in this world is indeed a waste of air for people like you. Now ask me to send you on your way."
Leng Ruwu finished speaking in a cold voice, spitting out extremely obscure and ugly spells, performed extremely complex moves with his hands on his chest, and turned his head to face the giant sword at the mountain gate.
An extremely powerful spiritual power followed Leng Wuwu's finger and shot directly into the giant sword on the mountain gate.
"boom!"
A violent roar sounded, and the ground was shaking at this moment.
Looking above the mountain gate, the seemingly dull giant sword suddenly burst into bright light. At this moment, the sun's rays seemed to be covered up by this giant sword.
Suddenly, the giant sword flew into the air, turned into a stream of light, and headed straight towards Wei Wuchang.
Seeing this scene, Wei Wuchang was immediately shocked, with a look of fear flashing in his eyes.
Could it be that the rumors are true and that the giant sword of the Heavenly Sword Sect is really the foundation of the mountain-protecting formation left by the founder of the Heavenly Sword Sect?
As a strong man in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, although Wei Wuchang was frightened, he certainly could not sit still and wait for death.
Then Wei Wuchang saw a thought in his mind, and a simple shield appeared in his hand.
Wei Wuchang felt that this was not enough, so he spurted out a mouthful of blood essence and sprayed it on the shield. For a moment, the earthy yellow light on the shield flickered, giving people a very heavy feeling.
At this moment, Wei Wuchang's expression became slightly more relaxed.
However, at this moment, a ray of silver light flashed across, transformed into a seven-foot green-edged sword, and stabbed directly into the thick shield.
"Pfft."
With a sound, the shield, which seemed to have extremely strong defensive power, was pierced directly like a piece of white paper. The next moment, it pierced Wei Wuchang's throat in the eyes of everyone in disbelief.
The next moment, a white light flashed above Wei Wuchang's head, and a small person about the size of a baby flew out from Wei Wuchang's head.
This little man is white and fat, and you can still see Wei Wuchang's face from his face.
This was none other than Wei Wuchang's Yuanying. At this moment, his face looked frightened, turning into a stream of light, and turned around to run away.
However, at this moment, a harsh bell rang.
Wei Wuchang's Nascent Soul, which was running at high speed, let out a heart-rending scream, holding his head with a pair of fleshy little hands, screaming in pain.
However, at this moment, a burst of laughter sounded.
"Old man, today I told you a fortune telling that you will die by that sword. You still don't believe it. Now you should believe what I said."
The man who was laughing wildly was not a rival, but Emperor Li Tiandi who was tied up by Wuhua Da.
How could a mere rope tie up Fu and capture Emperor Li Tian?
At this moment, Emperor Li Tian was seen holding a rusty little clock in his hand, and he pressed it against Wei Wuchang's Nascent Soul, who had a painful look on his face. The next moment, the Nascent Soul had been put into the little bell by Emperor Li Tian.
This small bell is the ninth-grade secret treasure soul-catching bell.
After coming to Jiuguxing for so long, Emperor Li Tian didn't dare to use it.
Although he was also afraid of attracting others' attention, Li Erdan really couldn't bear to waste the valuable things of a strong Nascent Soul in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
Everyone could see that the little bell in Li Tiandi's hand was extraordinary and should be a treasure. However, Li Tiandi was very fast and put it away directly. No one could clearly see the level of the little bell.
"The physical body of a strong person in the middle Nascent Soul stage is a good thing and cannot be wasted."
Before everyone understood what was going on, Emperor Li Tian waved his hand, and the next moment Wei Wuchang's body had disappeared.
"You, you, where did you do Sect Master Wei Wuchang?"
Tan Guang, who was closest to Wei Wuchang, immediately retreated tens of feet, even forgetting that he was a strong man of the ninth level of the Golden Core, and Li Tiandi was just a little scumbag of the fourth level of the Foundation Establishment.
"How could you ask such an idiot question?
Your bullshit sect master is dead. Even Nascent Soul has been taken away by me. As for his body?
You should be able to make a good zombie."
Even Leng Qingwu and Meng Xiaoqian, who knew Li Tiandi's identity, were stunned at this moment.
This patriarch of mine is too ruthless, even if he won't let go of someone else's Nascent Soul, he won't even let someone else's physical body go.
"Wow!"
At this moment, everyone finally realized what had happened. Wei Wuchang, a strong man in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, who was considered a strong man in the entire Yan Kingdom, died just like that. In just a few breaths, he died.
So dead.
Just now, Wei Wuchang had made bold and ambitious plans to destroy the Tianjian Sect and make the Moyun Sect one of the eight major sects.
He died after a while.
"Sect Master, what are you waiting for?
These people's storage bags and storage rings are a lot of wealth, but they must not be let go, otherwise they will all be destroyed without leaving any behind."
Li Tiandi glanced at Leng Wuwu who was in a daze with some dissatisfaction.