At this moment, outside the Tushen Pavilion sect’s headquarters, a total of 200,000 disciples were swarming in darkness, and rolling murderous intent spread from them, sweeping in all directions.
Even the area they were in was completely cold, giving people a chilling feeling.
"Who are you?" Su Han looked at Bian Yu.
"The young master of the Zhenwu Sect, Bian Yu." Bian Yu said.
"It turns out you're just a junior, go away, I'm talking to your father, and you're not qualified to interrupt." Su Han said lightly.
"Bastard, are you looking for death?!" Bian Yu suddenly glared.
As the young master of the Zhenwu Sect, he has been respected by countless people since he was born. Who dares to speak to him like this?
"Just think that I'm looking for death, can you still kill me?" Su Han's expression turned cold.
"Father, I beg you, let me give you the final blow to kill this bastard!" Bian Yu begged Ping Tian.
"Shameless."
After hearing his words, the casual cultivators all showed disdain.
Was it the last blow that made you come?
Why don't you die?
If you have the ability, go and kill Pavilion Master Su. What is your ability if you just bark around here?
"good."
What is unexpected is that Pingtian actually smiled and nodded. From this, we can see why Bianyu is so arrogant and arrogant. It is all due to Pingtian's pampering.
"Since you don't cherish the opportunity given by this sect, then our sect has no choice but to take your head."
Ping Pingtian stared at Su Han and waved his hand: "The light curtain has been broken, attack!"
"kill!!!"
The two hundred thousand disciples were already filled with murderous intent. After hearing Pingtian's words, they immediately rushed towards the Tushen Pavilion sect's headquarters.
The 100,000 disciples of the alliance army were very scattered, like a torrent, moving towards the Tushen Pavilion sect's headquarters to suppress them.
The one hundred thousand disciples belonging to the Zhenwu Sect are very orderly.
"Boohoo!"
These 100,000 disciples separated into a group, and the first to rush out were 30,000 people holding long swords.
These people moved in unison, their steps were neat, and their speeds were also the same. When they rushed out, they all jumped up and struck down the swords in their hands towards the Tushen Pavilion.
After them, another 30,000 people rushed out, each of these 30,000 people holding a bell in their hands.
The bell was silver in color, and as they swayed, bursts of disturbing crisp sounds came out.
The casual cultivators watching from a distance felt a ringing in their ears, and even felt a little dizzy in front of them. There were stabbing pains in their heads, as if they were about to faint.
Obviously, the attack by these 30,000 people was a spiritual attack!
"Are these the only means?" Su Han narrowed his eyes.
"Su Han, bastard, if you have the ability, remove this light curtain and have a fair and open fight with me!" someone shouted.
This man was obviously a member of the one hundred thousand alliance army, and the robe he wore clearly belonged to one of the deputy sect leaders.
This person was originally afraid, but after Zhenwu Zong came, that fear completely disappeared, leaving only murderous intent.
"Then as you wish."
Su Han waved his hand again, and the light curtain in front of the city wall actually disappeared!
"Did he really remove the light curtain?"
"Careless, careless! How can the light curtain be removed at this time? Does he think that this disciple of the Zhenwu Sect is also a hundred thousand chaotic disciples of the alliance army?"
"It's really not a wise choice. This light curtain can block the Zhenwu Sect for a period of time."
"Pavilion Master Su should have his own ideas. Besides, with the strength of the Heng'an Wood, it can even break through the light curtain formed by the hundreds of light pillars. This light curtain cannot be stopped even if you think about it."
Those casual cultivators all shook their heads. If it were them, they would never remove the light curtain at this time.
But the last person was right. The reason why Su Han removed the light curtain was not because of his arrogance, but because of the existence of the sun tree. Even if it was left, it would eventually be destroyed.
Instead of breaking even the spiritual stones that laid out the formation by then, it is better to remove it now.
Besides, the battle will eventually take place outside, and whether or not there is this light curtain is irrelevant at this moment.
"Hahaha, without the protection of this light curtain, Tushen Pavilion is useless!"
Someone shouted excitedly: "We will fight in together and destroy the God-Slaying Pavilion!!!"
The black army surged forward like a torrent, and as they ran, they felt as if the ground was shaking.
"Lian Yuze."
Su Han stared at these figures and said calmly: "After a month has passed, it's time for me to see the strength of the disciples of the Tushen Pavilion."
"yes!"
The door to the sect's residence suddenly opened, and a figure stood out.
With the appearance of this figure, a total of 2,700 disciples all walked out of the Tushen Pavilion.
These disciples are all ordinary disciples of the Tushen Pavilion. They have developed ten dragon veins and can fight in the Dragon Blood Realm!
"kill!"
Lian Yuze waved his hand.
"Boohoo!"
In a moment, all the people in the Tushen Pavilion rushed out.
Almost at the first moment, they collided with the 100,000 disciples of the alliance army.
Two thousand seven hundred people versus one hundred thousand people. The disparity in numbers made everyone feel that the disciples of the Tushen Pavilion would soon be overwhelmed.
But what is shocking is that when those 2,700 people merged into the crowd, they were like sharp knives, quickly rushing away this flow of people, killing them from beginning to end, and then back again from the end!
Over and over again, a total of five thousand people died at the hands of Tushen Pavilion disciples!
"What?!"
"How is this possible? Isn't it too strong?"
"Oh my god, it's scary, it's scary!"
Everyone's eyes widened, they held their breath, and their faces were filled with shock and disbelief.
The 2,700 disciples of the Tushen Pavilion were seen moving in and out of the crowd without any pause. When they finally stood in front of the sect's headquarters, their bodies were covered in bloodstains.
As for the 100,000 alliance army, 15,000 people were slaughtered in less than a minute!
At this moment, the entire field fell silent, except for the screams of the disciples of the alliance army.
"The weapons they use are all silver-level weapons!"
Someone with sharp eyes saw the weapons in the hands of the disciples of Tu Shen Pavilion.
These weapons are of various kinds, including long swords, long knives, and giant axes. The only characteristic is that they are all filled with silver-white light.
"Is Tushen Pavilion so rich?"
These people all had envious looks on their faces.
Two thousand seven hundred people, that is a full two thousand seven hundred silver level weapons!
The price of silver-level weapons is at least one million gold coins. Calculated based on one million, the weapons held by these two thousand seven hundred people are close to three billion gold coins.
Tushen Pavilion is just a newly established ninth-rate sect, but it actually has such huge financial resources?