"What's this……"
The brothers and sisters around him naturally noticed it, and they couldn't help but look up and look at each other, with blank expressions on their faces. They didn't understand what this meant in a short period of time.
Only Qiya and Kedun understood. They stood up suddenly, their faces turned pale, and then looked towards the Dayan main palace in the distance.
Na Ketun shouted angrily: "Someone breaks into the sect and attacks the mountain gate formation!"
Why wait for her to shout? A large number of Dayan Sect masters flew out from the countless palaces around her. There were also densely packed Dayan disciples rushing out of the door below. They all looked up to the sky and their behavior changed.
Xing Sinan and others also stood up, staggering a little, and some timid female disciples panicked: "What's wrong, what's going on..."
Before I finished speaking, the next moment,
"boom……"
Dayan Sect's mountain-protecting formation, which had been repaired for decades by the Quasi-Sage Seventh Degree Ancestor, shattered into pieces, and at least sixty of the more than nine hundred palaces lit up with bright warning lights.
A messy and dangerous atmosphere enveloped everyone.
"boom……"
The aftermath of the monstrous giant sword shook the sky, and hundreds of Dayan Sect elders standing high above the palace were shattered one after another and flew backwards to the ground.
Even here, Xing Sinan's group still felt a soul-shaking and terrifying sword energy that almost made them breathless. The hairs all over their bodies stood on end, as if they had been brushed by a mountain.
They had never seen such a terrifying momentum.
The power of a sword is so powerful!
"Senior Brother Qiya, what happened? Who is here!" Xing Simonan asked anxiously and tremblingly.
Qiya was unable to answer, and just murmured: "A great martial arts expert, no less than an uncle of the Seventh Degree Master, why would he destroy my sect... Brothers and sisters, hold on to your swords!"
"Here!"
A group of young disciples grabbed their swords one after another and took them out of their sheaths.
In the distance, thousands of Dayan Sect disciples, elders, and supreme elders jumped up again, all with majestic momentum, their swords unsheathed and on guard.
Old Dingchun, the first resident of Yuanji Jiulin, stepped out from the crowd, with white beard and white hair flying, and said sadly: "May I ask who is the powerful person who destroyed my mountain-protecting formation? Why do you want to blame me?"
"Buzz——"
A mountain-like pressure and unrivaled aura descended, and the seven thousand Dayan disciples who were pressed down, whether they were Supreme Elders, Su Elders, Holy Sons, Elders or True Successors, all became half shorter and struggled to walk.
Xing Simon felt the deepest feeling. Even though she had exerted all her cultivation in the triple sea of yang, she still felt the bone-chilling chill and pressure, as if she was a small boat in the vast sea, with the possibility of overturning and collapse at any time.
She was hesitant and frightened, trying hard to look at the three suns.
Finally saw that person!
It was a "young man" with a tall figure and handsome appearance. He was dressed in white brocade clothes and had long hair blowing in the wind. He stood quietly in the sky with three yangs above his head. The true energy around his body was illusory and void. Uncertain, the unparalleled pressure and the momentum of fighting against the heavens and the earth poured down like an abyss or a sea.
It was as if he dominated this world at this moment.
The sect's previously lofty elders and masters whose demeanor were astonishing became children in front of him, and the young talents and senior brothers he admired in his heart also became ants.
This person, this person...
"Xin Zhuo is going to the appointment fifty years ago today to destroy Dayan. You all have sworn to leave Dayan and let bygones be bygones. Those who are stubborn will be killed without mercy!"
The man said something, as if he was talking about something commonplace, but everyone could hear the unquestionable and decisive tone in his tone.
"Destroy Dayan..."
Xing Simonan's face was as pale as a sheet of paper and her heart was in a state of confusion. She had seen someone come back for revenge decades after being bullied, but she never thought that it would actually appear in reality, and in her own sect!
"This is not true. This must not be true."
She murmured and looked at Senior Brother Qi Ya and Senior Sister Ke Dun not far away, only to find that the two of them were already frightened to death and even kept chanting the word "Xin Zhuo".
"Joke! Why do you destroy my sect!"
Among the hundreds of Dayan masters, Ding Chun, the first-year old man standing at the front, shouted angrily: "Disciples, listen to the order!"
"Here!" Between the countless palaces, seven or eight thousand disciples shouted in unison, the sound filling the sky.
Ding Chun said coldly: "Set up the formation. Today we will live and die with the sect. When Brother Quasi-Sage returns, there is still hope for everything. Kill!"
"kill!"
Countless Dayan disciples are as powerful as a rainbow, and their perseverance is unbreakable.
However, the young man in the sky suddenly laughed a few times, stretched out his hand to flick his sword, and nine colors of true energy swept across the sky. The entire sect was empty and empty, like the eye of hell.
"call out--"
A sword is like a galactic sword, slashing down hard, the world shakes, the sword shadow is heavy, the sword's momentum is majestic, unstoppable, unstoppable.
"puff--"
"ah……"
The first Su Lao, who once fought against all the masters of the same realm in Daluo, traveled 70,000 miles, and slaughtered thirty-six Martial Immortal Thieves in the Middle Ages. The famous Grand Elder Ding Chun was not weak at all, and his cultivation was at full range at this moment. , tried his best, but in the end, he and his sword were cut into a ball of blood mist.
Not only him, but also the thirteen masters of the Five Deceased Celestial Beings who were charging at him angrily were also beheaded to death.
"boom--"
On a line below, seventy-nine palaces were reduced to ruins. Six to seven hundred disciples among them were unable to dodge and were killed alive. Their corpses were thrown everywhere, rubble was flying continuously, and smoke and dust were rising everywhere. It was shocking to see.
"Bang bang..."
The true energy fluctuations in mid-air after the death of a very high-level warrior began to spread.
"Susu..."
In the sky, the remaining blood and bones of a group of elders were scattered and falling everywhere.
The formation has been unable to be deployed!
The power of the sect is so pale and powerless.
At this moment, a finger accidentally fell next to Xing Simonan, and her body couldn't stop trembling.
And the hearts of thousands of Dayan Sect disciples from all directions slowly sank.
I don’t know who shouted: “Kill!”
Hundreds of figures rushed straight into the sky with an attitude of moving forward in an unstoppable manner, trying to kill the demon-like evil "young man".
"Puff..."
Three rounds of red sun shone high, and the mountain patterns of emptiness and disillusionment swept across. The sword slashed down, carrying the terrifying power of the mountains and seas.
None of the hundreds of figures were spared, and they all died. Their corpses fell floating in the air, and blood splashed all over the sky.
"Boom..." Dozens more palaces were shattered into ruins.
The "young man"'s voice was like a loud bell, and he said without any emotion: "I said, this is the enmity between me and Dayan. I don't want to do more killings. You will be punished by karma. If you leave Dayan, you can avoid it." One death!"
No one paid attention to it, and all Dayan disciples were enveloped in strong pessimism and despair. Perhaps... the only way to repay the sect's kindness was through death.
"kill……"
Elder Yuanjijing took the lead in the charge.
Hundreds of disciples followed.
"Puff puff……"
Devastated and vulnerable, the "young man" was just a sword, cutting through the sky, nothingness changed, and a murderous intention loomed. Hundreds of people were killed easily, and the corpses fell in all directions, heavily smashing the palaces. .
"kill……"
More figures rushed forward.
Not far away, Senior Brother Qiya suddenly gritted his teeth and shouted: "I am willing to live or die with the sect!"
He and Senior Sister Ke Dun rushed forward together.
"I am willing to live and die with the sect!"
Xing Simonan's eyes were already blurred by tears. He clenched his sword tightly, murmured something, gritted his silver teeth, unleashed his cultivation, and headed straight into the sky.
"Buzz..."
The terrifying sword above cut down again. She couldn't see clearly. Her body was already numb. Then she saw an old man above being cut into two pieces by a void mountain pattern. Blood and internal organs flew together, and her eyes widened. His eyes fell slumped.
"Master!"
Xing Simonan stretched out his hand and cried helplessly, with more tears.
Immediately afterwards, the body of a beautiful woman was seen, with blood at the corner of her mouth, a big hole in her chest, and her eyes fell dull.
"Senior Sister Wu Qiong..."
Then another corpse fell.
"Senior Brother Qiya..."
Xing Simonan's voice was hoarse from crying. He was helpless and frightened to the extreme. He finally turned into overwhelming hatred and flew straight into the sky: "Why? I'm going to kill you!"
However, it was destined to be in vain. She couldn't even get close to the person, so she was hit by a corpse. Her vision went black and she fell to the ground. She did not touch the cold ground because the bottom was full of corpses and blood.
(End of chapter)
