Sword Master Yu raised his dark eyebrows, his eyes dark and cold.
“I have been strict with myself throughout my life. I not only demand that the princes and princes who have heard of me should be upright, but I also hope that I will be worthy of my heart and live up to my name in history!
I dare not forget the heroic feat of eight thousand disciples who went out of their way to melt their blood and eliminate their bones, and to resist the thunder disaster with their lives, so why should I not dare to listen to the truth of this to the world!"
Although he was extremely angry, Haonong was not an irrational person after all.
Seeing Sword Master Yu's frank look, he couldn't help but slowly narrowed his eyes, as if to discern the authenticity of his words.
Although Sword Master Yu was very angry about the damage to the Sword Soul Star Cord, after all, these thirteen star cords were obtained by the sacrifices of the ancestors and heroes who had sacrificed their lives to reunite and stabilize their souls, bones and blood.
He asked himself that there was no reason to kill Haonong, his descendant disciple whom thousands of people had gone to.
Sword Master Yu Qiang tried his best to be patient and said calmly: "If you give up here and step back from the brink, I will not care about the broken star rope with you."
Haonong Xindao seemed to think that the Tianxi Sword Sect was very different from what he expected. Although his temperament was cold and rigid, he was obviously not a sanctimonious hypocrite.
Haonong's temperament does not like killing. He thought for a moment and then said: "I don't want to kill many times. The seven sword elders of your sect did not die, but their souls were only trapped in the mirror of life and death by me.
Today, I can see the sword master with my own eyes. I believe that the sword master is not a person who wants to kill the donkey. It is just that my master and brother were forcibly kept in the Tianxi Seal and transformed into soul ropes to forever guard Tianshan Mountain!
As a disciple, I have to compete with your sect for this truth."
Seeing that there was still room for change, Sword Master Yu's expression changed and he said calmly: "But it doesn't matter."
Haonong pointed with his finger fiercely, pointed at the Soul Cord of the Sixth Sword from a distance, and said in a cold voice: "I heard that the person who advised the sect master to leave ten thousand of my disciples to eight thousand disciples was none other than Ji Pei, the master of the Sixth Sword of your sect.
We may not go on a killing spree today, but I have to take Ji Pei’s life!”
This opening of his mouth was meant to kill a sword master. This arrogant attitude made the sword master's eyes burst out with sword intent!
“Whimsical!”
As the master of the Tianxi Sword Sect, he can suspect Ji Pei of being unfaithful and having other thoughts about the Tianxi Sword Sect, and he can even kneel down to punish him and punish him according to the sect's rules and regulations.
But who are these cats and dogs that jumped out in the middle?!
He dared to ask for Ji Pei by name!
Because of the subtle rumors between Ji Pei and Ying Ji.
Although he had a subtle dislike and opinion towards Ji Pei.
But he did not deny that Ji Pei had the most profound significance to him.
In his heart, Ji Pei is a 'love rival' that he has never paid attention to, and it is also the 'thread of cause and effect' between him and Ying Ji.
Not to mention, Ji Pei's advice back then made Tianxi what it is today.
Even though his thoughts are ruthless, Sword Master Yu cannot just erase his achievements!
Haonong seemed to have expected such a result. He laughed softly and looked strangely: "Sword Master, do you really not think about it anymore?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a blue sword light suddenly shot up from the ground, as fast as a flying dragon's shadow, and passed an inch past Haonong's shoulder.
The powerful body of Yuanfu Realm was directly opened by this sword light, and a deep red bloody mouth opened.
In the sudden flash of blood, Haonong punched out from a tricky angle. What seemed like an extremely simple punch contained endless punching power.
With one punch, the sky and the sea of clouds rolled into dragons. Jun He, who had slashed a sword from the mountain, even narrowly avoided the punch.
The wind blew past his chest and fist, but under the strong wind of the fist, the clothes in front of his chest exploded into ashes.
Between the skin of the muscular chest, bright red blood beads rushed to seep out from the pores.
It is definitely not a wise move to fight a martial artist at such close range.
Jun He's body rushed back in a hurry, his energy circulated all over his body, and the blood droplets seeping out of his chest quickly stopped bleeding.
The Junzi Sword suddenly lit up and came out from his hand, forming a fan-shaped sword array behind him.
His face was stern, his hand was holding a sword, and the sword energy behind him was like a sea curtain rolling back into the sky.
The torrential sword force struck the two hundred martial arts cultivators on the soul rope who were using their own essence to melt the chains under their feet, just like the sea hitting a thousand-year-old rock.
The sound of the tide shook the sky like a trumpet, and the sound of blunt weapons struck, but no one collapsed and fell from the sword's power.
It’s as if each and every one of them is not a mortal body, but is transformed into a mountain rock!
Jun He breathed out slowly and said in a deep voice: "Sect Master! This person is stalling for time! Don't fall into the trap!"
The sword that Jun He cultivated was a sword that was as soft and soft as the water floating in the sky. It also carried the water spirit root, which is the least lethal among the five elements.
But with such a spiritual root attribute and such a soft sword, up and down the world, only Jun He can cut off such a mighty force with murderous intent everywhere.
Although the physical warriors who used their own essence to dissolve the Soul Cord Sword Seal remained standing, the energy around them was shattered, and the eleven soul cords that were originally loose became indestructible again!
Jun He covered his chest and calmed down his energy. Junzi's sword moved across the sky, and emerged from the abyss to swallow whales. Purple lightning, green frost, thousands of glaciers, and many other strange things all rolled out with the sword energy!
Haonong snorted, and the sword wound on his shoulder had healed into a shallow line of blood.
With one punch, he blasted Jun He's Peng Tuo sword force out of a gap, and without hesitation, he led the crowd into the Tianshan Mountains like fallen leaves returning to the forest.
"Not good!" Jun He's expression changed drastically.
The Thirteen Soul Cables of the Tianshan Mountains connect the realm of the upper realm of the sky with the center of the Thirteen Sword Souls in the Tianshan Mountains.
If they stand on the chain and have a clear goal, it will not be difficult to fight and stop them.
But if each of these three hundred people were to fall into the Tianshan Mountains, it would be really impossible to prevent them.
The murderous intent that had been suppressed in Sword Master Yu's eyes finally rolled up, and he said coldly: "Is this the method of the Demon Sect? Thousands of people are trying to do it, but it's a blessing that the Demon Sect can master this move."
"Lord Sect Leader?!"
"Lord Sect Leader?!"
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The instruments, swords, and lamps all came in response to the sound.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Sword Master Yu said solemnly: "In the past, tens of thousands of people came to disciples and messed up our Tianshan Mountains. Now they have entered the sword tomb. Although our ancestors have produced heroes for generations, we cannot allow Xiaoxiao like this to continue to cause trouble.
, The Thirteen Swords obey the order! Enter the Tianshan Mountains, enter the Sword Tomb, and protect my Tianxi swordsmanship forever! Kill without mercy!"
Everyone took their orders and went up to Tianshan with their swords.
Sword Master Yu glanced around with cold eyes and said in a cold voice: "Why can't I see Ye Qingzhou?!"
Jun He lowered his head and said: "When the twelfth junior brother knew that the sect master was injured by Ye Yichuan, he has been searching for this son all over the mountain. Sect master, this disciple feels..."
"That's all." Sword Master Yu raised his hand and interrupted: "Ye Yichuan is his disciple and his disciple, so let's leave this matter to him, right?"
Jun He said in surprise: "The sect leader is not afraid that the twelfth junior brother will ask this boy to plot a scheme because he can't bear it for a moment?"
Sword Master Yu said: "I don't know what Ye Qingzhou's temperament is. Although he usually dotes on this child, once it comes to the matter of Tianxi, he... will not be soft-hearted!"
Balian saw a great excitement.
Although he had known in the demon world that Haonong had a deep hatred for the Tianxi Sword Sect, he never imagined that the grudges therein could actually make Haonong so crazy.
He glanced sideways at Duan Mo, who was standing quietly beside him, and said, "How much do you know about the grievances that tens of thousands of people have against the Tianxi Sword Sect?"
Duan Mo said with a somewhat mocking smile in the corners of his eyes: "I don't know, but it's a blessing that the Tianxi Sword Master was able to say those righteous and awe-inspiring words just now.
Seven hundred years ago, the martial arts cultivator was so majestic. It was because of his alliance with Tianxi that his disciples eight thousand sects died without a burial place and the inheritance was cut off. Otherwise, the martial arts would not have lost its peak and declined to this point.
Look at what Sword Master Yu said just now, kill Wushen, what qualifications does he have to kill Wushen? This soul cord was broken once seven hundred years ago, but it was only for those 80 million people to reunite with the soul and bones of the disciple.
Just get married.
Otherwise, there is no one in this world whose flesh and blood can withstand the pressure of heaven and earth."
Balian became interested: "Tell me and listen."
"That was the Battle of Yulingguan seven hundred years ago, and it also means an important battle between good and evil that lasted for hundreds of years.
Zhao He, the leader of the Demon Sect, crossed the Yuling Pass, waited for the Tianmen to kill the Immortal Platform, crossed the realm of Thousand Tribulations to break through the netherworld, and used powerful means to kill the leaders of hundreds of Immortal Sects.
Even the head of the three sects was only in the realm of overcoming the tribulation and joining the gods. Without the help of Zhongyou, a prosperous dynasty, the heads of the three sects could only survive in front of the old sect leader Zhaohe.
Speaking of Zhaohe, even I, Duan Mo, have to admire this person. He is from the human race, but his fields and attainments in practicing demons make me, a pure-blooded demon, have to look up to him.
The soul is enlightened, the spirit is united, the Tao is merged, a thousand kalpas are achieved, and peace is achieved.
Back then, when he had completed a thousand tribulations and was about to collapse into the state of Tongmeng in one step, he was not even a thousand years old. Looking at the past and present, even today's Sword Master Yu could not catch up."
Bailian's eyes flickered and he said: "As far as I know, Zhao He, the leader of the Demon Sect, fell five hundred years ago. When he fell, he was still in the Thousand Tribulation Realm."
"That's right." Duan Mo sighed: "So this is why I admire thousands of people for this sect. When the old sect leader killed himself on the Immortal Platform to break through the thunder and disaster, it was a critical moment, and it was definitely not what these rats from the righteous way could do.
Interference from close quarters.
Because looking at the world, even the current geniuses Bailiyu, Yin Dufeng, and Su Guanhai are only in the realm of the gods.
How can we get close to the Thunder Tribulation range of the Tongmen Realm? If we forcefully use the sword to move forward, these Qi Refiners and Immortals will only end up in ashes."
Balian only knew from books that the war between the good and the evil for hundreds of years was tragic and tragic, but he did not know that the power disparity between the evil and the good was so huge.
In exchange for such a peaceful and prosperous age today, I don't know how many men died in the wilderness back then, wrapped in the cold wind and rain.
"Duanmo has always hated these righteous immortals and gentlemen the most in my life, because in my eyes, they are all a group of people who defraud their reputation and steal the world.
I can only have deep admiration for the martial arts background that is regarded by the world as poor and humble.
In such a desperate situation back then, once the sect leader Zhaohe broke through, even the Zhongyou Dynasty would not be able to protect those three sects.
The situation was critical, and most of the sects of the hundreds of immortal sects surrendered to the north and surrendered to the Langya Demon Sect.
The three sects are weak on their own, and the remaining hundreds of sects are leaderless and scattered.
Only ten thousand people can gather eight thousand disciples of body cultivation, dissolve the Tao, burn blood, and forcibly improve their realm of cultivation. Day and night, eight thousand Yuanfu realm warriors move across the sky and move the mountains and rivers, how shocking it is.
Thousands of people, led by the current sect master Yao Yu, ignored their own lives and spent many years practicing Taoism in one day. They are just martial arts practitioners. No matter how high their realm is and how strong their cultivation is, they are not Qi refiners after all.
Although it is not difficult to fly on the wind for a short period of time, it is unable to fly with a sword like a monk, so it is impossible to reach the Yuling Pass to kill the Immortal Platform.
Sword Master Yu proposed to cooperate with him, and his sword cultivator disciple Yu Jian would carry it and send ten thousand people and eight thousand disciples to the place closest to the sky.
Qi refiners are far less physically powerful than warriors, so they cannot get too close to Zhaohe's place of overcoming the tribulation.
Therefore, the disciples of Tianxi can only linger on the outermost periphery, and the eight thousand warriors will go deep to interfere with their breakthrough. When the old sect leader Zhaohe fails to overcome the tribulation, the disciples of Tianxi will then attack in groups."
Bailian sighed: "Thousands of people came, but there were only tens of thousands of disciples. Now I have eight thousand disciples. This senior Yaoyu is really an amazing person."
The sneer in Duan Mo's eyes deepened: "But often, people like this who care about the common people and uphold the righteousness of the world will not end well.
Na Yaoyu staked his sect's future and all his beliefs, and the eight thousand Yuanfu realm disciples resisted the Tongmen Tribulation Thunder with their own bodies. They used the most cruel and stupid method to weaken Zhaohe's thunder calamity step by step and steal his Qi.
Luck foundation.
Under this heroic act of dying one after another, the old leader of Zhaohe failed to overcome the tribulation and missed the best opportunity to break through the realm.
The sect leader was so furious that he wanted to kill ten thousand people and kill eight thousand of his disciples. He even cut off the head of Yao Yu, a martial arts master of the generation, and hung it on the top of the Zhaoguo city to display to the public for three years."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hearing this sentence, Balian was quite shocked: "Disciple Tianxi broke his appointment?!"
Duan Mo sneered and mocked: "It's not just a breach of contract, it's simply ridiculous and despicable!
Eight thousand warriors, what heroes of the world, who had gone through the terrible pain of having their muscles ripped out and their bones ripped out by lightning and their bodies tempered, had to bear a thunderstorm that they should not have borne, causing severe physical and mental trauma!
With only a glimmer of hope, they struggled to support the rescue of the disciples of Tianxi. Even if they did not have the courage to resist the sect leader Zhaohe, they were convinced that the comrades from the different sect who took them to the Immortal Killing Platform would come to take them back to the world."
A faint chill ran down Bailian's spine.
The mocking curve on Duan Mo's lips became more and more obvious: "But people's hearts are unpredictable, and often the fatal loneliness that sticks in their hearts comes from the people they trust.
Those eight thousand people did not wait for any help. They completed the impossible and arduous task, but were abandoned like dirt. Also, under such a terrifying lightning attack and killing, they had become useless.
Out of interests, there is really no point in wasting troops on rescue efforts."
"This is the righteous way of the world, this is the hope of the world. Look, acting like this is worse than us demons.
Those eight thousand warriors were so strong that they could not bear the humiliation and did not want to become prisoners of war of the Demon Sect.
They jumped from the Immortal Killing Platform, and not only did their bodies turn into ashes, but even after they died, they were used by the treacherous Tianxi Sword Sect to reunite in Tianshan Mountain."
Balian: "..."
"Do you think that Haonong cut off his soul cord and collapsed the Tianshan Mountains? His heart is inhabitable, and his crime deserves death? But I think that he is just doing what he should do. If the Tianxi Seal is immortal, there is no right way to talk about it!
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Balian didn't expect the truth of the matter to be like this. He couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe it. His throat became clogged and his voice was low: "Sword Master Yu is definitely not such a person."