Yuanyue Holy Land was suddenly quiet for a moment, and then someone among the three thousand disciples suddenly made an angry sound.
But in a flash, someone whispered again, "Arrogance is a bit arrogant, but Ling Xiao can be considered a gentleman."
"Huh? Junior brother, what do you mean by this?"
"He could obviously wait for everyone in the Ling clan to hammer our sect's God Emperor to death, and then kill us all in one fell swoop, but he insists on having a fair fight with us. This move can be called... the behavior of a gentleman."
"What you said does make some sense! It seems that even though he is an enemy, Ling Xiao has some things we can learn from!"
"For an upright man like him... is it possible that the Holy Son really made the first move?"
All the disciples looked at the figure standing at the foot of the mountain holding a black knife, their eyes slightly condensed.
Listening to the tone of this descendant of the Ling clan, he is planning to... fight against the three thousand disciples of Yuanyue Holy Land?!
This is... what a domineering move?
Although the strongest disciple in the Yuanyue Holy Land is only a first-class divine general, he is the eldest brother of the sect master, who is now sixty years old.
But Ling Xiao is just trying to break the illusion!
Where did he get the courage to boast so widely?
Could it be that...he has also stepped into the divine general?
impossible!
Even if a mere seventeen-year-old boy is extremely talented, the entire Eastern Xinjiang has never heard of anyone who can take that step at that age.
Besides!!
Even if he used secret techniques to forcibly improve his cultivation, how could he possibly fight with three thousand disciples?
"Holy Lord Yuanyue, please?"
Although Ling Tianlin's eyes were a little worried, he never stood in the way of Ling Xiao's decision.
But behind him, the void trembled slightly, as if a figure was leaving.
"Hmph! Emperor Ling, if I die today, your Ling clan will also pay the price! All Yuanyue elders obey the order and fight!!"
Unparalleled momentum is rising.
I saw a series of spiritual figures rushing out from the top of the mountain, rushing towards the crowd in the void.
Like a moth to the flame, heroic and decisive.
"boom!"
The war broke out instantly, and with the strength of Yuanyue Holy Land, how could it be possible to contend with the four supreme Taoisms at the same time?
In a moment, most of the aura that shot into the sky was extinguished in an instant, and blood fell like rain, and the rich smell of blood stretched for thousands of miles.
Under the holy mountain, Ling Xiao is alone.
Not far behind him, Ye Qingchan and Lin Meng were waiting quietly.
At this time, there was no smile on the faces of the two women, nor did they look at each other.
They all looked nervously at the figure not far away that seemed lonely and resolute.
They knew that what the young master did today was out of revenge for Qingyun.
Inexplicably, they suddenly felt envious of the fallen Taoist palace goddess.
One man, one sword, avenge this hatred personally.
Young Master... you really value love and justice!
There was no expression on Ling Xiao's face, and the imperial robes around him shone with light.
Ever since that day, when Nian Qingyun blocked the curse and was killed by Ling Xiao in his arms, the latter has always felt something missing in his heart.
Keren, if there are any shortcomings, there will be flaws!
Today, I will use three thousand blood souls to mend my demon heart, feed me the demon blade, and sacrifice you... true love!!
"Qingyun, I'm here for you tonight."
Ling Xiao raised his head with sadness in his eyes. Everyone is destined to die, but sometimes, most of them need...a little help!
But when this scene fell into the eyes of Yuanyue's disciples, they felt a lot more emotions.
It seems that the rumors are indeed untrue. This descendant of the Ling clan is a person who values love and justice!
Such a person deserves to be respected even if he is an enemy!!
"Brothers, my Yuanyue Holy Land is probably going to die today, but if you can kill this descendant of the Ling clan, your life is not in vain. Everyone rush!"
On the top of the mountain, a disciple suddenly roared angrily, his figure flashed, and he immediately rushed toward Ling Xiao.
only!!
Just when he landed in front of Ling Xiao, he suddenly felt like there was nothing behind him, and his heart skipped a beat.
When he turned around to look again, he saw a straight mountain road leading to the top of the mountain. It was dark and quiet, and there was not a single figure.
"Gulu!"
Suddenly, he felt a chill in his heart.
Gan!
This Ling Xiao was the one who beheaded the Holy Son, and he was only in the early stages of breaking the delusion, and he just had a hot head...
"Junior Brother Li is too dishonest! Although Ling Xiao is arrogant, he is still loyal and loyal. How can we, a decent person, engage in such a shameless attack?"
"That is, if we three thousand disciples attack together, even if we kill him, wouldn't it be a defeat without force?"
On the top of the mountain, several Yuanyue disciples snorted coldly and spoke sternly.
"Puch!"
But at this time, Ling Xiao did not hesitate at all, slashed the black knife in his hand, and directly chopped off the head of the disciple surnamed Li without even using the half-way rule.
The blood soaked the magic blade, emitting a strange aura of light.
"Whizzing!"
One after another, several more Yuanyue disciples fell from the sky, but in the end they were all no match for the power of Ling Xiao's sword.
Bodies were scattered, and the smell of blood filled the air.
Ling Xiao took a step forward and started walking towards the top of the mountain.
"Gulu."
Even though they were hundreds of miles away, the disciples of Yuanyue Holy Land still felt a deep-seated oppression.
Eventually, some people started to feel fearful, hesitant, and not so decent!
"Brothers, this Ling Xiao is cruel and cruel. We work together to kill this demon to eliminate harm for the world. How can we talk about morality with such a person? Kill!"
"Yes! Senior Brother Qu is right! Uprightness can be divided into those who are right. Demons like Ling Xiao can be punished by everyone. Let's go together!"
"boom!"
The sky is full of spiritual light, gathering into a river, rushing from the top of the mountain.
Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at Ren Liu, who was pouring in like the Milky Way from the Nine Heavens, and finally a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Well done!
My knife has been hungry for a long time!
"boom!"
The dazzling thunder light illuminated the entire holy mountain as bright as day, and the pressure of the third-level god general was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's hearts hard.
"God General!!! Third Grade!!!"
The crowd was in chaos for a moment.
No matter how scared they were, they had no choice at this point.
This is nonsense.
The junior brothers behind me are rushing forward, but I and others want to retreat. Can I retreat?
Finally, the figures rushing at the front fell from the sky, and the spiritual light fell down like a roaring wave, instantly drowning Ling Xiao's figure.
Ye Qingchan and Lin Mengyu held hands tightly, their pretty faces were cold, but they still didn't move.
In other words, don’t dare to move!
The young master said that this is a battle that he alone...should fight and a path that he should abide by.
Just, suddenly I felt distressed and a little lost.
I feel sorry for him... After all, he carried everything alone, and yet he lost his love for Nian Qingyun. It's really... very heavy, right?
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the sound of sword chants shook the heaven and earth.
Among the endless figures, severed limbs and remains were instantly scattered on the ground.
And the young man who was covered in blood slashed out with his sword and instantly turned into a path of blood.
Wherever the sword passed by, the crowd seemed to be chopped into pieces, and blood flowed down the mountain road, dyeing the ancient bluestone road blood red.
But at this time, during the three thousand attacks, some blood marks instantly appeared on Ling Xiao's body.
But he seemed to be at a loss and just walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.
"Demon... big demon!"
Until, there was not a single figure within three feet of the young man, and the imperial robe he wore was actually stained red with blood.
Together with the eyes and the black blade in his hand, there was also a trace of strange blood.
"Junior brothers, follow me and take action!"
At this time, more than half of the three thousand disciples in the Holy Land were already dead or injured.
In front of the crowd, a figure in white stood proudly, and the aura around him also reached the level of a god general.
It is none other than Holy Lord Yuanyue’s personal disciple, Zheng Yang!
At this time, there was also a hint of panic on his face, especially the indifference in Ling Xiao's eyes, which made him feel an indescribable chill in his heart.
"Bu, Divine Sword Demon-Slaying Array!!"
But now, he can't retreat!
Above thousands of miles of void, the breath gradually stabilized.
Obviously, Master and the others have probably died.
Yuanyue Holy Land has no support!
"Fight to the death!"
"Buzz!"
Hundreds of spiritual lights gathered in one place, and turned into a hundred-foot divine sword.
The Dao patterns on it light up and disappear, revealing the vastness!
A force that tears the sky surges out, crushing the void and creating countless cracks.
But at this moment, there was no trace of panic on Ling Xiao's face, and the blood-stained eyes that seemed to be stained red with blood began to glow.