The pot-bellied middle-aged man gave an order, and a total of ten strong semi-saints took action. The terrifying power of immortality swept across all directions. In an instant, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked. The sword sect's mountain gate collapsed, and the terrifying energy fluctuations swept away the great elder.
He was beaten to a bloody pulp with the old man in gray clothes, and he was seriously injured and on the verge of death when he met him.
"You...how could you do this!"
"I am a half-saint cultivator, how can you kill me!"
The old man in gray clothes vomited blood and felt unwilling.
"puff!"
The Great Elder also spat out a mouthful of blood. The power of the ten Half-Saints' attacks together was undoubtedly terrifying. They had no power to resist. They watched helplessly as they were beaten to pieces in an instant and almost died.
The reason why there is still breath left is that these strong men held back. After all, they are also semi-saints, and their sin value has reached a considerable number. No one wants to commit such a large amount of sin for no reason.
"Go ahead and chop them to death!"
In the void, on the Grand Master's chair, old man Ganba smashed the teapot and said calmly.
"Senior, we are outsiders after all. This sword fight is an internal battle within the Eastern Continent. Do you think this final blow should be completed by the Eastern Continent monks?"
The middle-aged man with a big belly clasped his fists and raised his hands, and said respectfully.
They don't want to be tainted with this huge amount of sin points, so it's best if the little guy Di can kill these two people himself.
"Um?"
"If you can't handle such a small thing, how can you hang out outside in the future? It's just a crime worth it, you're just a fool!"
"Ying Diao, come here!"
The dry old man narrowed his eyes and said with some displeasure.
"yes!"
Ying Diao took a step forward and instantly arrived in front of the gray-clothed old man and the great elder.
"No, no, no, Master Ying, you can't..."
The gray-clothed old man and the great elder looked horrified and wanted to say something else, but Ying Diao didn't give them the slightest chance. He drew out the Galaxy Sword from his waist and flashed the cold light, and cut off their heads neatly.
He would not be lenient at this time, and he understood this from the day he entered the world of spiritual practice.
Once the remaining two semi-saint strong men died, it could be said that the Sword Sect had completely lost its backbone and could be disbanded on the spot.
"From today on, there will be no Sword Sect in the Eastern Continent!"
"I will give you three days to disband on your own. After that, you will either hide in the world or join the Sword Sect. In the next month, the gate of a certain society will be opened to recruit disciples. I hope you will have a good time and take advantage of it!"
Ying Diao waved his hand and pocketed all the treasures that exploded from the two men's dantian, and said calmly.
At the same time, a bloody light flashed in the void.
The guilt value above Ying Diao's head rises.
"Sin value: 50 million!"
brush!
The list is coming.
List of villains.
Number 700: Sword Sect Ying Diao!
Killing two powerful semi-saints allowed Ying Diao to move up three hundred places, from one thousand to seven hundred, truly entering the top one thousand. This sin value figure is considered high even among the evil demonic forces.
Top notch.
"Fifty million sins worth!"
"He's just a half-saint, but he's actually guilty to this extent. How many powerful men has he killed?"
"The half-saint monks who died in his hands were definitely not just those two, he also killed other semi-saints!"
The scarlet sin value flashed with a strange light in the void. The expressions of the ten semi-saints standing next to old man Ganba all changed. Although the sin value cannot be completely linked to strength, it can more or less reflect the characteristics of a monk.
approximate strength.
The higher the crime value, the more people the monk has killed and the more dangerous he is.
But now the sin value of the Sword Sect leader is obviously not something that can be obtained by killing minions. There is only one answer. He has hunted a large number of powerful people, including many masters of the same level. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to obtain such a value.
sin.
After reaching the semi-saint level, you can understand the power of your own exclusive domain. It is extremely difficult to kill one-on-one. Only the ten semi-saints like just now can achieve the instant kill effect. If one person is picked out alone, it is really difficult.
It may not be possible to capture the two sword sects immediately.
But the leader of the Sword Sect can bear a huge amount of 50 million sins. The numerical value alone is enough to show that the opponent's strength is far superior to them. If they are singled out, he has the ability to kill them.
"As expected of the master of the Sword Sect! With fifty million meritorious deeds, we have witnessed the birth of a king!"
"Congratulations to the two saints of the Sword Sect, Master Ying, we will definitely register them in the book for the world to spread!"
The elders of various sects did not dare to express their anger, their eyes were full of fear, and they all complimented him.
The two powerful semi-saints were killed as soon as they were told, and they were killed so cleanly that it made people feel frightened.
"You don't have to be like this. The situation in the Eastern Continent will change today. Remember what I just said. This is an opportunity. It's up to you whether you seize it or find another way."
Ying Diao put his hands behind his back and said calmly.
"Thank you so much for Jian Zong's grace. I will go back to our respective sects to rectify the disciples soon. I will pack my bags and report to Jian Zong early tomorrow morning!"
"Yes, yes, our Golden Blade Sect has its own small secret realm where the disciples can practice, and we will never give space to the Sword Sect!"
"Today we have the honor to see the heroic appearance of all our seniors, we are truly lucky for the rest of our lives!"
"The Sword Sect has great power and its future achievements will definitely not be lower than those of super sects. Meeting a master of enlightenment is really a blessing for me in the Eastern Continent!"
The elders of the major forces all bowed to them one after another, and after a round of flattery, they saw that Jian Zong really had no intention of taking action again, so they calmed down and left in a panic.
"Thank you, senior, and all my colleagues for helping me today! I'm grateful to Ying for saving my Sword Sect disciple from the fire and water!"
After watching many elders and geniuses leaving one after another, Ying Diao clasped his fists and cupped his hands, bowing respectfully.
"Nothing matters about trivial matters. I have led nearly a million monks here today just to give you, the leader of the Sword Sect, a strong reputation. Do you like these disciples?"
On the Grand Master's chair, the dry old man shook his head, lit a flower and spoke slowly.
"They are all good sons and daughters of our Sword Sect. They will definitely become the mainstay of our Sect in the future!"
Ying Diao nodded and said, among the millions of troops, only more than a hundred thousand are the original members of the Sword Sect, and the remaining hundreds of thousands are the original monks of the three dynasties. The total number of zero and zero is nearly one million.
There are so many people. Although their strength and cultivation are uneven, they are better because they have more people, their reputation is majestic, and they can swallow up mountains and rivers.
The oppressive feeling of thousands of troops is to some extent more terrifying than that of a semi-saint.
"I just don't know where these fellow Taoists next to my senior come from. Ying seems to have never seen them before?"
Changing the topic, Ying Diao asked about the doubts in his heart. This was not only his doubts, but also Li Xiaobai's doubts. There were ten more Half Saints out of thin air. The situation was a bit strange.
"You mean them?"
"Have you forgotten that our Sword Sect also has many talented disciples from super sects?"
The dry old man said lazily.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Diao's pupils suddenly shrank: "Could these ten be theirs..."
The old man waved his hand and said casually: "They are all their parents."