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Chapter 966: The Burning White Cloud City

"In a panic..."

Shi Zhongsheng originally wanted to reprimand him, but then he thought about it. Gao Tianliang was now a half-step celestial being, a young genius in the Sword Immortal Academy. He swallowed the reprimand back and said, "What's the matter?"

Gao Tianliang looked a little frightened and said: "The killings are going crazy outside. Those sword cultivators from out of town are killing people and setting fires everywhere in the city. Among them are the powerful swordsmen from the Red Feather Demon Mountain Clan, the Reverse Practice White Tail Clan and other powerful swordsmen.

From the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, terrifying auras are constantly coming from the direction, as if there are strong men at the Heavenly level fighting against each other!"

"What?"

"Are those outsiders crazy?"

"Murder and arson? How dare they?"

At this time, not only Shi Zhongsheng, Yin Shan and others were shocked, the disciples of Sword Immortal Academy were also boiling with anger.

Shi Zhongsheng vaguely understood something: "This day has finally come."

"Senior brother, apart from the City Lord's Mansion, our Sword Immortal Academy is the only one in Baiyun City that can fight." The beautiful junior uncle Yin Shan said loudly: "We must not sit idly by and ignore it."

Shi Zhongsheng was a little hesitant.

The countermeasure he discussed with Ding Sanshi and others before was to teach all the disciples the various secrets, secrets and mental techniques of Baiyun City, and then when trouble comes, they can escape as many as possible, and Baiyun City will be defeated.

The inheritance is spreading.

But right now...

He looked at the indignant swordsmen in white around him.

"Uncle Master, let's fight."

"Uncle Master, we are no longer the weaklings we used to be."

"Yes, Uncle Master, the swordsman in white is not afraid of fighting."

The disciples of the Sword Immortal Academy asked for battle one after another.

Shi Zhongsheng thought for a while and said: "Peng Yiliang, you stay here and continue to practice. You can't go anywhere until you reach the peak of martial arts. Junior Sister Yin, you also stay to supervise. Although I don't know why Senior Nephew Lin is interested in this matter."

We value it so much, but we must not ignore it. As for other people..."

"Senior brother, I..."

Yin Shan's strength has greatly increased and she doesn't want to stay.

Shi Zhongsheng said again: "If you stay, you will not only supervise Peng Yiliang, but also protect other non-combatants and use the formations of the Sword Immortal Academy to defend. The task is even heavier. Junior sister, in times of crisis, you must not act out of emotion."

Yin Shan was convinced.

Shi Zhongsheng looked at Qianqian, Qianqian, Xiao Binggan and others again.

"Go, go, beat the fucker."

As soon as she heard that there was a fight to be fought, Qianqian couldn't wait to roll up her sleeves before Zhongsheng asked for help.

"Okay, let's go."

Shi Zhongsheng pulled out the long sword from his waist and said: "Today, our Sword Immortal Academy will use blood to forge the swordsman style of Baiyun City... to defend Baiyun City!"

"Defend Baiyun City!"

"Defend Baiyun City!"

The white-robed swordsmen shouted enthusiastically.

Then--

"Hey, where is my sword?"

"Yes, where is the sword?"

"I was restrained by Senior Brother Lin Beichen just now...and now it seems like...it fell to the ground?"

"There, go and pick up the sword."

"This is my sword, let go."

"My... this sword still has my body fragrance on the hilt."

"Bah, your sword is my sword."

After a chaotic fight, the swordsmen in white finally found their swords.

The Holy Spirit of Time: "..."

This damn painting style has completely changed.

The atmosphere that had been full of excitement and fighting spirit just now was completely replaced by the aura of sand sculpture.

However, this is also good.

Combat inherently requires calmness and flexibility.

If these brats are hot-blooded and go head-on and fight fearlessly, the losses will be huge. If they calm down and fight smart, they will display stronger combat power.

A group of people rushed out from the Sword Immortal Academy.

Shi Zhongsheng took a quick look.

I saw thick smoke rising from all over Baiyun City.

In the distance, roars and battle roars came from the direction of the Sword Demon Academy.

"Let's go and support the Sword Demon Academy first."

He rose into the sky and led the way.

The swordsmen in white clothes flew across the sky like a flock of white geese, and with the sound of their clothes piercing the air, they accelerated towards the Sword Demon Academy.

A few hundred meters away, he could see a fierce life-and-death fight going on in the front yard.

The Sword Demon Academy was originally small in number, but now there were less than twenty people left. Under the leadership of a white-haired old man covered in broken armor, they were fighting to the death with foreign sword cultivators.

They have been surrounded in the middle of the courtyard, and the situation is precarious.

"Haha, kill, kill all these evil believers."

A strong man from the Akabane Demon Mountain Tribe, the Akabane on his arm turned into a giant sword, which he kept slashing, knocking the old man from the Demon Academy who was wearing broken armor back again and again, with blood spurting out from his mouth.

"Master."

"Protect Master."

The young disciple of the Sword Demon Academy cried out sadly, but was stopped by other enemies. For a moment, he couldn't rush over at all.

Several swordsmen from the Red Feather Demon Mountain Clan tried desperately to rush over, but were intercepted and fell to the ground with blood pouring from them.

"Leave me alone and run away."

Old man's blood stained

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With red beard and white beard, he yelled with eyes wide open: "Escape and seek help."

The Sword Demon Academy was originally underpopulated, but those who can remain today are the real elites. It would be a pity to die here.

"Hahaha, run away? Call for help?"

The strong man from the Red Feather Demon Mountain Clan looked up to the sky and laughed: "Today Baiyun City is destined to be removed from the world. None of you can escape. Let me see who dares to help you..."

The words were not spoken yet.

boom!

An unusual sound.

In the air, there was an extremely sharp sword energy passing by.

The head of this strong man from the Red Feather Mountain Clan suddenly exploded like a watermelon that had been hammered open.

The headless corpse swayed on the spot and fell with a thud.

This sudden change caused everyone in the battle to freeze subconsciously.

"Qin Yuan from the Sword Immortal Academy has arrived."

"Li Zhi of Sword Immortal Academy has arrived."

"Ouyang Chongyuan from the Sword Immortal Academy has arrived."

"Sword Immortal Academy..."

A roar came one after another.

Young men in white swordsman robes flew in from a distance, rushing into the battlefield like gods of war descending from the sky.

"kill."

"Anyone who offends our Baiyun City will die."

The sword light roared.

Sword Qi arises and dies.

"Old Sword Demon, hold on, we are coming."

At that time, Zhongsheng held the sword in both hands and rushed into the crowd like a mad tiger. With the sharp roar of his sword energy, he stabbed down one by one the foreign sword cultivators.

Blood flowers burst out.

One by one, the martial arts masters of the Red Feather Demon Mountain Clan fell.

"Junior Brother Shi?"

The old sword demon was covered in blood, his beard and hair were all white, and his armor was broken. When he saw the Saint of Time, he was shocked: "Why are you here?"

Shi Zhongsheng came to him in a blink of an eye and said: "Hahaha, let you, old lunatic, take a look at my Sword Immortal Academy today."

There was a hint of sorrow in the old Sword Demon's eyes: "The Sword Demon Academy is over, you should leave quickly. Now in Baiyun City, you are the only one in the Sword Immortal Academy... Huh?"

Before he finished speaking, a strange look suddenly appeared on his face.

Because at this time, he discovered that the disciples of the Sword Immortal Academy were surprisingly powerful in combat.

White clothes are flying, and the sword is like lightning.

In the blink of an eye, the disciples of the Red Feather Demon Mountain Clan who besieged the Sword Demon Academy suffered many casualties under the attack of the white-clothed swordsmen, and began to retreat steadily...

"How is this going?"

The old sword demon said in shock.

Shi Zhongsheng said loudly: "Times have changed and our Sword Immortal Academy will rise again. Old Sword Demon, do you still have ambition? Does your Sword Demon Academy still have the fighting spirit? Fight side by side with my Sword Immortal Academy?"

The old sword demon looked at the disciples of the Sword Immortal Academy who looked like dragons and fierce tigers. He was shocked and envious at the same time.

The improvement in the strength of the disciples of the Sword Immortal Academy is simply exaggerated, almost magical.

Isn't this picture what the Sword Demon Academy has always wanted to realize, but has never been able to achieve?

A little bit bitter, but also a little envious.

But more importantly, it is heroic.

The old sword demon spat out a mouthful of blood, pumped up his energy and blood, stabilized his injuries, swung his long sword, and said loudly: "Disciples of the Sword Demon Academy, follow me... to kill the enemy."

"Kill the enemy."

"Kill the enemy."

The seventeen surviving disciples of the Sword Demon Academy were all covered in blood, and some were seriously injured and could not stand up. However, at this moment, they raised their swords and shouted at the same time.

Shi Zhongsheng laughed.

In recent years, there has been quite a bit of discord among the various compounds in Baiyun City, and there has been a gradual estrangement between them. I don’t know when the competition has started to turn into mutual hostility and isolation.

But at this time, the two houses can finally break the ice and join forces to fight for Baiyun City.

"Leave two of them to be responsible for the treatment of the seriously injured brothers in the Sword Demon Academy. The others will take action together to help other hospitals."

The Saint of Time shouted.

"yes."

"Fight for Baiyun City."

The disciples from the two houses roared like wild beasts.

In Baiyun City, wars have been ignited everywhere.

Many top kendo forces, together with casual cultivators from all over the world, launched a merciless massacre against the disciples of Baiyun City.

Not only that, some forces originally stationed in Baiyun City have also become targets of killing.

Killing.

robbery.

When all the strong men's eyes turned red and began to be dominated by the hostility in their hearts, they were no longer any different from ordinary mortals.

Not only did they kill, burn, and rob, they also humiliated them.

Ferocious laughter, roars, and curses came from all directions.

When Shi Zhongsheng and others rushed to the Juggernaut Academy, they only saw corpses lying in a pool of blood. There were less than fifty members of the Juggernaut Academy, from the head of the academy to the elders, down to the ordinary registered members.

All the disciples have been killed...

This is a massacre.

None of the Sword Master Academy swordsmen who fell to the ground had their limbs intact.

The humanoid creatures with white tails on their backs - the swordsmen of the white-tailed tribe, are just like the rats that broke into the master's house, searching for possible training resources and property...

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"kill."

The old sword demon's eyes turned red all of a sudden.

The relationship between the Sword Demon Academy and the Juggernaut Academy was not harmonious, but no matter what, it was an internal conflict within Baiyun City. Seeing that everyone in the Juggernaut Academy was dead, and the enemy was right in front of him, the anger in his heart was like a fire brewing and erupting.

"kill."

Shi Zhongsheng also shouted and rushed forward with the white-clothed swordsmen.

"Another group of people are going to die?"

Yuan Feng, the elder of the White Tail Clan who practiced reverse training, laughed, stretched out his tongue and licked the blood on the sword blade, and said: "Kill them all."

This master of swordsmanship in the Five Ultimate Heaven Realm is very confident in his own strength.

However, what greeted him was a 98K sniper shot.

Bang!

Yuan Feng's head tilted back.

He staggered, and when he reluctantly lifted his head back, there was a blood hole the size of a peanut in the center of his eyebrow, with red blood and white brain matter gurgling out...

"It's [Crazy Shooting Demon]..."

He stared blankly at the fat, fair and handsome young man standing on the top of the burning hall, with a hint of realization flashing in his eyes: "Excellent swordsmanship... [Hands Sword Seal], well-deserved of its reputation."

Plop!

Yuan Feng jumped directly into the street.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Very different sounds of 'sword whistling' sounded intermittently.

Xiao Binggan carried the 98K that no one else could see and kept firing.

However, any swordsman who can threaten the Saint of Time, the Old Sword Demon and others cannot escape the death roll call.

Clusters of blood splashed.

One after another, the second-level and third-level swordsmen were shot to the head and fell down.

As for ordinary martial arts master-level enemies, Xiao Binggan did not take action against them.

He has become accustomed to this way of fighting.

"Oh, life is really as lonely as snow."

Xiao Binggan silently praised himself, then took out a chicken drumstick and stuffed it into his mouth.

far away.

Boom boom boom!

Amidst the violent energy explosions, Qianqian seemed to be a peerless warrior who rushed into the battlefield, fighting hard and fast, choosing to fight head-on, beating ordinary disciples of the white-tail tribe one by one.

Qianqian held a rapier and was walking near her, ready to respond at any time.

Hikari-chan was in a state of invisibility, constantly taking action secretly to help those swordsmen in white who were in danger, and pull them back from the hands of death.

Soon, all the white-tailed disciples of the Sword Master Academy who were practicing reverse training were killed.

"No, it's the Hidden Sword Pavilion. There's a fire there..."

"Go to the Hidden Sword Pavilion quickly."

Someone shouted.

The swordsmen, whose white clothes were stained with blood, had no time to stop and rest for a while, panting and flying towards the direction of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

But halfway through, I met some random kendo cultivators who were killing people and preventing fire.

"Kill them."

The old sword demon roared.

After a moment's delay.

"It's late."

By the time they arrived at the Hidden Sword Pavilion, the compound that stored all the martial arts classics, training resources, famous swords and other materials in Baiyun City had been completely reduced to ruins...

Mutilated corpses lay in a pool of semi-solidified blood, licked by burning flames, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt death.

"The master of the Tibetan Pavilion has fallen."

"Collect their corpses."

"It's too late, we must rush to the rescue of the City Lord's Mansion as soon as possible."

"That's right, go to the city lord's mansion quickly."

After a brief discussion, everyone immediately rushed towards the city lord's mansion.

For a moment, the city lord's palace was already in sight.

It can be felt that terrifying energy fluctuations are constantly coming out of the City Lord's Mansion, and it is obvious that a battle is taking place.

"Quick, speed up."

The Holy Spirit is in great danger at this time.

Senior Brother Ding is still in the city lord's mansion.

He activated his profound energy wildly and charged forward crazily.

Sudden--

puff.

A stream of blood mist exploded on his shoulder.

The right arm holding the sword was silently broken at shoulder level.

However, the Sage of Time was obviously unaware of this and continued to charge forward.

"careful."

Qianqian's pupils shrank suddenly when she saw this scene.

Is there an ambush?

Formation?

Or is the top powerhouse lurking?

The little maid couldn't think too much, her only thought was not to let the young master's uncle fall again. She used her body technique, and in a flash, she raised her hand to grab Shi Zhongsheng's back.

Tsk.

In the air, a ripple that was almost invisible to the naked eye flashed.

A layer of blood mist instantly appeared on Qianqian's elbow.

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Let me tell you a piece of regrettable news. Due to some unspeakable force majeure reasons, Sword Immortal can only add one more chapter on this basis this year.


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