As he watched, batch after batch of elite disciples disappeared under the blast of giant swords that filled the sky.
Lian Er, Liang Jianqing, Ye An and others were so angry that their eyes were about to burst.
They knew full well that with their own strength, they could not protect the three thousand elites.
The more passively you are beaten, the more you will fall into a desperate situation and face death.
If you give it a try and fight back desperately, you may still be able to win a glimmer of hope.
"Everyone, give up resistance and defense and attack with me!
Even if we die in battle, we will never allow ourselves to be slaughtered!"
Lian Er raised his arms and shouted loudly and passionately, his tone full of tragic meaning.
Dozens of high-ranking god-lords all resonated with him, felt the same as him, and spoke in agreement.
As for the more than two thousand elites, they were basically abandoned.
Being in the Heaven-Destroying Sword Formation, they have neither the ability to protect themselves nor the ability to fight back.
So, it doesn't matter how they do it.
"Kill!"
"Let's all rush together!"
"Even if it means death, I will hold him on my back!"
Lian Er, Liang Jianqing and others roared at the top of their lungs.
More than forty high-ranking divine kings and more than a hundred middle-level divine kings followed them, waving their swords, passing through the rain of swords in the sky, and killing Ji Tianxing.
However.
Ji Tianxing repeated his old tricks and ignored everyone's attacks.
He used the secret technique of Muntian Wuji to merge with the world of hundreds of thousands of miles, and his figure became transparent.
More than a hundred powerful divine kings released magical light and shadow that covered the sky and the sun, passing through him without any hindrance and scattered between the heaven and the earth without harming him at all.
Instead, he concentrated on manipulating the sword formation, releasing the strongest power and quickly slaughtering the more than two thousand elites.
Many lower-level gods and masters of gods exploded one after another under the dense rain of giant swords, turning into debris and blood mist.
Two thousand five, two thousand two, one thousand eight, one thousand five, one thousand two...
As time passed, the number of people in the field decreased sharply, and the blood mist in the night sky became thicker and thicker.
Soon, the breath time passed.
The number of lower-level gods and masters of gods has declined to more than 300 people. They are all covered in blood and do not look like human beings.
Lian Er, Liang Jianqing and more than 40 high-ranking gods tried their best to besiege Ji Tianxing for so long, but to no avail.
Everyone was completely desperate.
Lian Er and many high-ranking gods gave up the attack and tried their best to resist the sword rain bombardment.
"He slaughtered all the 13,000-strong army!!"
"He slaughtered an army of more than 10,000 people by himself without being hurt.
Throughout the past ten thousand years, there has never been such a monster in the Great Yan Empire!"
"He is not a divine king! He is definitely an unparalleled divine king!
Besides the powerful God King, who else can be so defiant?"
"Why is this happening? We have more than 10,000 elites and have prepared carefully for so long. Why do we still fail?"
"Hehehehe... We are all going to die here, no one can survive!"
"If he doesn't give us a way to survive, then let's die together!"
Many superior gods roared, cursed angrily, and sneered in despair.
Many people have even made up their minds to self-destruct and die together with Ji Tianxing.
Of course, they just think about it this way.
There are currently more than 300 people alive. If they blow themselves up, they may not be able to kill Ji Tianxing, but they will definitely kill all their companions.
At this time, Ji Tianxing also stopped attacking.
Under the control of his thoughts, the fifteen thousand giant swords were suspended in the night sky, arranged like a sword formation, dense as rain.
The sword tips were all pointed downward, pointing at the more than 300 survivors.
The invisible sword intent locked the breath of everyone, making everyone feel cold and shrouded in the cold air of death.
Ji Tianxing looked down at Lian Er, Liang Jianqing and others, and said expressionlessly: "The matter is now over, you have already lost, why bother to fight like a trapped beast again?"
Upon hearing these words, the three elders of Poxing suddenly sneered.
"Boy, we admit that your strength is very strong and indeed unpredictable.
We lost, but we must die with dignity, you can’t even think of humiliating us!”
"You beast, we will fight to the last moment and shed the last drop of blood!"
"Are you trying to persuade us to surrender? Stop dreaming!
Even if we surrender, you won't let us go.
Anyway, both left and right will die, we would rather die with dignity!"
On the surface, it sounds like the three old men of Poxing are strong-willed and full of tragedy.
But Ji Tianxing frowned and sneered contemptuously: "You three hairy monsters have long been timid and wanted to surrender and run away, but you pretend to be upright and awe-inspiring. It's really ridiculous!"
When the three elders of Poxing were exposed, they suddenly became angry and cursed loudly.
Ji Tianxing was too lazy to pay attention to them. In his eyes, the three elders of Poxing were already dead.
His eyes fell on Lian Er and Liang Jianqing, and he said expressionlessly: "You two, one is a confidant of Prince Lian, and the other is the leader of the Hetian Sect and the Wrathful Flame Branch.
Everyone else must die, but you two...as long as you admit defeat and surrender, I can spare your lives!"
Suddenly hearing these words, the more than 40 high-ranking gods and the more than 300 elites all showed expressions of shock, jealousy, anger and unwillingness.
Many people are roaring in their hearts, why should they kill us but let them both go?
No matter how reluctant everyone is, they understand the reason.
Lian Er and Liang Jianqing have special identities and are of some use value to Ji Tianxing.
As for other people, they are like ants, so just kill them.
The more than forty superior gods and more than three hundred elites were sentenced to death, and the outcome was irreversible.
Knowing that they were bound to die, they gave up all illusions and extravagant hopes, and with the mentality of dying together, they became more united and united!
Lian Er and Liang Jianqing heard Ji Tianxing's words, but they were not excited. They both shouted righteously: "Thieves, don't even think about sowing discord. We live and die together, advance and retreat together!"
"Beast! You can't even think of using us to threaten or murder the young prince!
Even if we die, we will not fall into your hands, let alone cause trouble to the young prince!"
Ji Tianxing raised his eyebrows and sneered: "You two are loyal, but you don't know whether it's true or not.
Let's do this. I'll kill the others first, and then I'll have a good talk with you two."
Hearing these words, more than 300 other people became even more sad and angry, and were so angry that they almost vomited blood.
Everyone was thinking that they were still alive, so Lian Er and Liang Jianqing pretended to be loyal and refused to surrender righteously.
When Ji Tianxing kills them all, Lian Er and Liang Jianqing don't have to worry about anything, they will definitely surrender without dignity!
For a time, more than 300 people glared at Lian Er and Liang Jianqing, becoming hostile towards them.
Whether it was because of jealousy, hatred or unwillingness, this group of people was divided.
Lian Er was so angry that he almost vomited blood, so he had no choice but to die and rush towards Ji Tianxing desperately.