Chapter 413: Do you want to kill your master?

Style: Fantasy Author: Fishing to support a familyWords: 3034Update Time: 24/01/13 13:32:41
"Do you know what the consequences of betraying Jian Zong will be?" Bingdie's face turned cold. He glanced around and saw that more than twenty people were leaving Jian Zong. This kind of thing has never happened in the history of Jian Zong. As the sect leader, she would not allow such a thing to happen.

"Sect Master!" After hearing this, everyone hurriedly knelt down, "We are also forced to have no choice, we just want to survive!"

"Survive?" Bingdie frowned.

"Sect Master, you don't know something. The old Sect Master came out of seclusion as if he was a different person. Just now, two more junior brothers were mercilessly killed by him. If this continues, all of us will die. Chase Lu Chen. Many of my disciples have retreated, and I estimate that not many of them will survive!" Kanshu La

"We were originally proud to be disciples of the Sword Sect, but in the past few years since Zhao Jin entered the Sword Sect, the entire Sword Sect has been in a state of chaos. In order to climb Zhao Jin's big tree, so many senior brothers turned against each other, even Senior Sister Bai. Big change!"

"Sect Master, please, please let us go!"

All the disciples spoke one after another and kept kowtowing on the ground. Soon a trace of blood started to flow from their foreheads.

Seeing so many disciples wanting to leave, Bingdie recalled the changes in the Sword Sect in the past few years and could only sigh helplessly, "That's all, you go, the further away the better!"

Bingdie waved her hand. She had never felt so tired as she did now, both physically and mentally.

Turning around, "You guys go to Gangnan City. There is a mixture of fish and dragons there, and it also excludes forces from outside the city. Knowing that you have separated from the Sword Sect, it is a good place to go!"

"Thank you, sect master!" The disciples turned around again and saluted.

"Hurry up and leave. If you drag it on any longer, I won't be able to protect you even as the sect leader!" Bingdie shook his head and urged.

"Sect Master, please come with us. We have seen everything you have done over the years. If you hadn't suppressed us, we would have died long ago!" A disciple said through gritted teeth.

Hearing this, Bingdie was stunned. How could they pull the sect leader to leave the sect together? However, Bingdie also knew that this was their good intention. She shook her head and said, "As the sect leader, how can I leave with you? Hurry up and leave." !」

"Sect Master!" all the disciples exclaimed.

"If you don't leave, you won't have a chance!" Bingdie looked up at the sky, and saw a terrifying aura coming at full speed.

"Sect Master, take care!"

Looking at the disciples leaving, Bingdie had a complex expression and turned to look in the direction of Shiwandashan, "A few days can make me remember it for a lifetime!"

"Where are the people?" Kenwuye fell on the open ground and asked, staring at Miaoman's figure not far away.

"Teacher, this disciple just came here and didn't see the demon that the disciples mentioned!"

"Are you stupid to be a teacher?" Jianwuye's voice was cold, his figure flickered, and he clamped a sharp claw on Bingdie's neck, "Are you really serious that I don't dare to kill you?"

"Ahem..." Not long after, Bingdie's face turned red.

Seeing this, Jian Wuye threw the ice butterfly to the ground.

"Sect Master!" Behind Jianwuye, several disciples wanted to help him, but they were sent flying away by Jianwuye.

"The disciples' lives were all saved by the teacher. It's natural for the teacher to take them back if he wants!" Bingdie looked desolate and looked towards the direction of Shiwanda Mountain.

"Haha, okay, you can give me back your life in one sentence. In that case, I have raised you for so many years, shouldn't you also repay me well?"

After the words fell, Jian Wuye bent down and stared at the Miaoman figure on the ground, and his sharp claws like tree vines gently lifted Bingdie's pretty face.

"You know, I have been thinking about you for a long time, and I have tolerated you for a long time. I have been in seclusion for so many years, and I have narrowly escaped death when I broke through to the Lingzong realm. Just let me open my eyes to you!"

"What?" Looking at Jianwuye with an evil smile on his face, Bingdie thought he had heard wrong. Even the disciples behind Jianwuye were staring at him in disbelief.

"Teacher, I am your disciple!" If it weren't for the evil face that approached him, Bingdie would not have believed that these words came from the mouth of his mentor, the person who raised him since childhood. .

"Do you still remember that when you were a child, my teacher helped you clean your body?" Jian Wuye said with an evil smile on his face, looking up and down.

Glancing at the Miaoman figure half sitting on the ground, especially the sad and desolate look on his face, made him ready to move and he wanted to pounce on her immediately.

"Teacher? Do you still know that I am your teacher? Your teacher has raised you so much, are you so cruel and ruthless, with no reward at all?"

Jian Wuye licked his lips, wanting to taste the delicacies of the world here. He knew that countless people in the Daluo Dynasty were thinking about this body.

Looking at the old man who was walking towards him step by step and had already taken off his linen clothes, Bingdie looked desperate and his spiritual power was rippling, "If you take another step forward, the disciple will immediately explode in front of you!"

Looking at Bingdie with a determined look on his face, Jian Wuye frowned slightly, then smiled, grabbed his left hand behind him, and a figure knelt on the ground, with a skull appearing in the palm of his hand.

"You dare to self-destruct. I don't mind personally destroying the Sword Sect and turning the entire Sword Sect into a living hell!"

"Are you really crazy? Are you still the old man who did everything for the Sword Sect?" Glancing at the disciples around him, Bingdie's spiritual energy dissipated and he stared at the old man with a desolate look on his face.

"Sword Sect? What did I get after working hard for the Sword Sect? Even if I broke through to the Lingzong realm, it was because of Zhao Jin. Even so, the final breakthrough left irreparable injuries, and Zhao Jin was also killed by you. , do you think you should continue to be a teacher?" Jian Wuye roared, his eyes red.

He was unwilling to be like this for the rest of his life, so he reached out with his withered claws towards the ice butterfly lying on the ground with a forlorn face.

Bingdie slowly shook his head, biting his lips, with tears falling down his face. He glanced at the disciples around him, sighed, and looked in the direction of Shiwan Mountain.

"I really hope to live there forever!" A murmur sounded softly, and the breeze blew by and was carried away into the distance.

Seeing the scene in front of them, all the disciples were shocked and couldn't believe that this was true. The previous generation of sect masters actually wanted to take over the body of this generation of sect masters. In order for them to survive, she could only let them be slaughtered, and she couldn't even self-destruct.

"After today, you should leave Jianzong immediately and never come back again!" Looking at the approaching withered hands, Bingdie looked ashen. She had given up completely. After today, there will be no more Bingdie in the world.

"Remember, live well!" Bingdie spoke again, her eyes slowly closed, and two lines of tears fell down.

"Beast!" A roar resounded through the dense forest, and everyone was shocked.

"Sect Master, let's go, let's go!" Another Sword Sect disciple shouted angrily, stabbing Jian Wuye in the back with a long sword.

With a click, the long sword broke. Seeing this, the Jian Zong disciple gritted his teeth and hugged Jian Wuye's waist. "Let's go!" The roar sounded again.

"Let's go!" There was another roar.

"Beast, I'll fight with you!" A disciple rushed forward again, and the two hugged Jian Wuye tightly and roared.

"No..." Bingdie shook his head and looked at the scene in front of him.

"Let's go!" A trace of blood flowed out from the mouths of the two disciples. Jian Wuye just lightly landed on the two Tianling Caps with two palms.

"Let's go!" Several disciples stepped forward, grabbed the ice butterflies and ran into the dense forest.

"Want to escape?" Jian Wuye sneered, his eyes full of desire, his spiritual power rippling, wanting to shake away the two disciples who were hugging him tightly.

"Huh?" Jian Wuye was surprised that he didn't shock the two disciples away.

"Huh!" With a cold snort, the bodies of the two disciples exploded, and Jian Wuye's figure flashed and disappeared into the dense forest.

"None of you can leave!" A cold voice sounded from behind.

"You go, otherwise no one can leave, leave the Daluo Dynasty!" Bingdie said, looking at the demon getting closer and closer behind him.

She knew that if this continued, everyone would die.

"Sect Master, everyone has seen what you have done over the years. You have protected us for so many years. Today we will treat you as if we are paying you back!" A disciple roared, turned around and killed the sword Wuye behind him.

"Come on, old man, you beast!" With a roar, the long sword in his hand was slashed, but what happened was a figure passed through his body, and the body of the Sword Sect disciple was instantly torn apart.

"Beast!" Again

There was a roar, and another disciple rushed forward.

Not long after, nearly ten disciples were penetrated by Jian Wuye through their bodies.

"stop!"

"Stop!" Bingdie roared with red eyes.

"Sect Master, do you want to see us all die in vain?" Another disciple turned around and fought back.

Seeing the disciples being killed one after another, Bingdie felt like a knife was cutting through her heart.

"Let's go!" With a roar, the disciples who rushed back resounded through the dense forest, and their vitality completely disappeared.

"Jiejie, I want to see how many of you are here to die. For her sake, come all. I will kill you one by one, and finally enjoy everything that should belong to me!"

Kenwuye smiled evilly and licked his lips from time to time. He found that he liked this feeling of being in control of everything.

"Let's go! You all go!" Bingdie gritted his teeth, suddenly turned around, and with a surge of spiritual power, he picked up the few remaining disciples and threw them into the distance.

"Sect Master!" A roar resounded in the air.

"Let's go!" Bingdie roared, and terrifying spiritual power burst out of his body.

"Do you think they can escape? If they catch you, they will all die. If you rebel against the sect, you will bear a lifetime of infamy wherever you go. When you return to the Sword Sect, I will order the massacre of all the disciples who rebelled against the sect and kill all nine of their clans!" Jian Wuye didn't take it seriously.

"Teacher, wake up, you have worked hard all your life, are you really going to destroy the entire Sword Sect with your own hands?" Bingdie roared.

"Haha, I just like your helpless expression. Don't worry. From now on, the head of the sect will still be yours. There is a teacher behind you. Who dares to disobey in the entire Daluo Dynasty? Of course, the premise is that you have to obey. Teacher!" Jian Wuye smiled and took the next step.

"No, no! Don't come here!" Bingdie pointed the long sword in his hand at Jian Wuye and kept retreating.

"Do you want to kill your master?" Jian Wuye frowned.

"I raised you, taught you how to behave, and guided you in practice, just like your reborn parents. You want to kill me with a sword?" Jian Wuye shook his head with a look of regret.