Chapter six hundred and sixty seventh Brother Song's true face
"Blood Moon Desolation?"
"Something's going to happen!"
Everyone in Tianshan Terrace knew that something big was going to happen.
People in Tsing Yi choose to cause trouble on their birthdays because they want to live forever.
But it seems a bit reluctant for him alone.
For such a large sect, there is still some foundation.
As the warning bell rang, the entire Ancient Sword Sect's formations were activated, including Tianshan Platform.
Everyone can feel the awe-inspiring sword intent gushing out, everywhere.
"Ancient sword formation?"
The man in green sneered, but he was not afraid, and said: "Can the ancient sword sect, which has been so famous for a while, only rely on the sword array left by its ancestors to survive?"
"But you will die in the sword formation first!"
Following the words of the Ancient Sword Sect Master, the sword array was activated, and the sword intent condensed into a point that was enough to kill the spiritual master.
But the young man stood with his hands behind his back and made no movement, as if he was waiting for the sword array to come.
Everyone feels uneasy, but they don't know what the problem is.
Until the last moment, the sword formation that was originally going to be launched became extremely unstable, and the condensed sword intent was shaking in the air.
With a crisp sound, the sword intention exploded and turned into a strong wind that blew over the mountains and plains.
"Broken from the inside!"
While others were still confused, Jiang Chen immediately knew what the problem was!
The man in green showed a smile, and the sound of fighting could be heard in the Ancient Sword Sect.
"We hosted a banquet for the entire wasteland, but you, the Ancient Sword Sect, can still sit back and relax, not knowing how cruel the wasteland is."
There is no doubt that some of his people were among the guests who destroyed the formation at the critical moment.
Of course, there must be spies in the Ancient Sword Sect, who work together internally and externally to destroy the Ancient Sword Sect's biggest support.
At this moment, the people in Tianshan Terrace felt scared.
"I didn't expect that I could still kill the enemy in the last moments."
The leader of the Ancient Sword Sect stood up, and with the simple action of standing up, a powerful force burst out.
"Hahaha, do you have that qualification?"
After the man in Tsing Yi finished speaking, more and more people appeared in the sky, all dressed up in fancy clothes, with ferocious looks and murderous intent.
What makes people feel desperate is that among those people there is also a middle-stage spiritual master!
Two spiritual masters!
They swaggered down to Tianshan Terrace and looked at the people with faces as golden as paper.
"What on earth do you want to do?!" The leader of the Gujian Sect was not confident that he could fight one against two.
"Do you need to say this? I'm going to annex you."
The man in Tsing Yi laughed as if he heard an idiot's question.
"The wasteland checks and balances each other. If you come to deal with me, you will at least have to pay the price of a spiritual master's sacrifice. Aren't you afraid of other forces dealing with you?" the leader of the Ancient Sword Sect said angrily.
The mantis stalks the cicada, followed by the oriole.
Each wasteland restricts each other. After all, no one wants to become a praying mantis.
"Old guy, you still think too highly of yourself!"
The man in green shook his head, took a step forward, and struck out with a fierce palm.
The power of the palm was so amazing that the surrounding Tongtian realm was almost forced to fall from the Tianshan platform.
Before the leader of the Ancient Sword Sect could take out his weapon, he was hit by this palm and hit hard against the stone wall.
His old body made people worry that he might die.
Jiang Chen's eyes flashed coldly, and he touched his waist with his left hand, only to find that the Scarlet Sky Sword and the Black Sword were not there.
"Ahem."
The leader of the Ancient Sword Sect climbed up in embarrassment and was supported by several disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect.
"You do have the strength. If Gujian Sect admits defeat, let's just say what we will do."
Faced with the disparity in strength, as the leader of a sect, he had to lower his head.
Jiang Chen can now confirm that the Three Realms in the Middle Kingdom are more about the weak and the strong. Killings happen every day, and there is no time when it is safe.
"We're going to take over this little wasteland."
The man in Tsing Yi was not surprised that she would say this.
He glanced at everyone in Tianshan Terrace and said, "Don't think that we are here to start a war. You are not qualified."
The disdainful looks and contemptuous words make people angry, but they dare not speak out.
"So don't waste each other's time. You surrender to me, Blood Moon Desolation."
After the man in green finished speaking, he looked at the Ancient Sword Sect again.
"But others can surrender, but your Ancient Sword Sect cannot. It must be destroyed. You and the core members of the Ancient Sword Sect will die."
The man in green said: "Old man, let's do this. If you kill all the core disciples, how about I let the others go?"
So vicious!
If the leader of the Ancient Sword Sect wants to kill a disciple of his sect, he might as well kill her directly.
But it happened that it was not her life that was threatened, but other ordinary disciples.
The old face of Gujian Sect Leader will no longer be kind.
"We'll fight you!"
A disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect thought that he would die no matter what, so he wanted to help others to support him.
But as soon as he walked out, he was hit hard on the back and his body stopped motionless.
This was beyond everyone's expectation, including this person.
Behind him are his own people.
He tried to turn around and saw a face that he had never expected.
"Brother, why..."
With unwillingness, he fell to the ground helplessly.
The person who took action was actually Song Zhe!
His face was covered with sweat and his face was pale. As the chief disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect, he would definitely be killed by these people.
He didn't want to sit still and take action.
"Senior! I'll do it, I'll do it. As long as you let me go, I can join you." Song Zhe said hurriedly.
As soon as these words came out, the people in Tianshan Terrace had strange expressions on their faces, some were surprised, some were contemptuous, and some were disdainful.
"Senior Brother Song..."
Yichen's fantasy was shattered. She didn't expect Song Zhe to be such a greedy and fearful person.
"Song Zhe...son, you don't have to do this." The Gujian Sect Master couldn't bear such a blow.
"Shut up! If you weren't incompetent, how could this happen?"
Song Zhe interrupted his words with a roar, pulled out the Red Sky Sword, and said excitedly: "Senior, give me a chance."
The man in Tsing Yi, whose face was full of joking, changed his expression when he saw Chixiao Sword.
"Bring me this sword," he said.
"Okay, okay."
Song Zhe bent over, holding the two ends of the spiritual sword with both hands, and held it up as an offering.
The man in Tsing Yi smiled with satisfaction, lifted up the Chixiao Sword with two fingers, and grabbed the hilt as the sword flew into the air.
"What a sword!"
The moment he grasped the hilt of the sword, the man in Tsing Yi was in high spirits.
"Senior, as long as you like it!"
The man in green admired it for about a minute before reluctantly putting down the Red Sky Sword.
He looked at Song Zhe and said, "How can a guy like you use such a sword? Please explain the reason!"
Hearing this, Wen Xin and Yi Chen's pretty faces turned pale, realizing that something was wrong.
Sure enough, Song Zhe looked at them and whispered beside the man in green.
"Are you saying that they might have important treasures on them?" the man in green said.
"Yes, it's very possible!" Song Zhe said.
Seeing him like this, Yichen realized that what Jiang Chen said was true and that Song Zhe was planning to store spiritual weapons.
"Bring it here!"
After receiving the order, Song Zhe jumped in front of the men in Qingyi and ran over to catch Yichen.
"As the chief disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect, you are such a disgrace!" Wen Xin cursed fiercely.