"Yes, how can we die here? We want to return to the clan. Even if we face spiritual saint realm cultivators, we are not afraid. We can condense our lifelong cultivation into the sect-protecting formation. We are still here fighting!"
"That's right, the light of fireflies should compete with the bright moon!"
"Yes, we need to return to the clan and fight the clan leaders!"
There were roars one after another, and fighting spirit surged into the sky.
At this moment, the disciples of the Lu family have completely melted into a piece of iron, just like before they entered the ancestral land, they knew that they would die without regrets!
The roar frightened the disciples around the Sword Tomb! He looked into the distance, looking at the figure that was still walking slowly.
They really wanted to know what kind of magic power that figure had, but just one word actually made Lu's disciples once again have a fighting spirit.
"Jie Jie, you are really ridiculous. You kill one of my disciples in Jianzhong and you think you are invincible? Are you talking arrogantly and dare to fight against the top master in the Central Region?" One of the two-star Spirit Emperor realm cultivators sneered.
"Are you also qualified to participate in the war?"
"I don't know if I'm qualified, but I know..." The slowly walking figure looked at the disciples of the Sword Tomb and smiled ferociously, "I know you all have to die!"
"Arrogant, I'll kill you first!" The two-star Spirit Emperor realm cultivator was furious. He unsheathed the long sword behind his back, clenched his right hand, and took a step forward, his figure standing in the void. "This move, sword standing!"
The long sword in his right hand was brought to his chest, holding the sword with both hands, and suddenly stabbed down with the sword.
At the same time, above Lu Chen, a long sword was instantly formed, several feet away. As the figure standing in the void fell with the sword, the sword several feet above him also fell with a crash.
Lu Chen casually raised his head and glanced at the sword above. Lu Chen's steps remained the same, walking slowly.
"You are so arrogant, go to hell!" The figure in the void was furious and completely ignored him. This was more uncomfortable than defeating him. It would be easier for him to be a powerful person. He was in the ancestral land of the Lu family in front of him. They It is speculated that the two-star Spirit Emperor realm monks are close to the ceiling, and no one can become stronger in a very short period of time.
Unless they carried the treasure last time and were dormant here, but even if they came from Sword Tomb and had a good reputation in the Central Territory, they still didn't want to bear such consumption.
No one knows whether they will get what they want next time they open the ancestral land.
"Sword Tomb, you guys are just like the sect's name!" Lu Chen whispered, looked at the giant sword falling from above again, and flicked it with his finger.
With a seemingly random blow, the giant sword shattered!
"What?" Both the disciples of the Lu family and the disciples of the Sword Tomb looked horrified. No one could believe that such a powerful sword was defeated by the opponent's finger.
No one among the people present could accept the sword so easily, not even another two-star Spirit Emperor realm cultivator.
"Pfft..." The figure in the void was shaky, and his face instantly turned pale.
He never thought that he would be defeated so simply with just one finger. Precisely because he underestimated the enemy and was being pulled by Qi at this moment, the backlash he received was not light.
"You, what state have you reached?" Qiang steadied his figure, a trace of fear flashing before his eyes.
"You... deserve to know?" Lu Chen whispered, looking at the figure in the void as if looking at a corpse.
"You are seeking death, do you know the power of my sword tomb?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure who had looked fierce just a moment ago no longer dared to make any move.
A figure appeared in front of him like a ghost. His right hand reached out and clamped his throat before he could react.
"I said it, and you deserve to know it!" A cold voice sounded, and its throat claws slowly tightened.
"Stop!" Below, more than a dozen Sword Tomb disciples' hearts were trembling and their eyes were frightened. The senior brother held by Lu Chen in the void was the strongest in their entire team. Unexpectedly, he was still caught with one move. Not even a chance to resist.
"We are disciples of Jianzhong. Do you know the consequences of killing him?" A Jianzhong disciple shouted angrily.
Hearing this, Lu Chen's eyes were like daggers, and his figure disappeared into the void.
"No…
..." The screams resounded throughout the world, and the body of the Jianzhong disciple who had just spoken suddenly started to strangely burn with black flames. In just a moment, there was only a pile of ashes on the ground. Such a scene made the Jianzhong disciples tremble with fear.
Living in the Central Territory, they had never seen such strange methods.
"You want to resist?" Lu Chen glanced at the figure still holding it in the palm of his right hand, and after speaking, he counted his fingers together.
"Ah..." A scream sounded, and Lu Chen threw the figure in his hand in front of the Lu family's disciples like a sack.
"He is yours!" After saying that, he looked at the disciples in the Sword Tomb around him again, and finally, he fixed on another disciple of the Spirit Emperor Realm.
"Don't be afraid of him, he is alone, let's do it together!" Kan Shula
"Yes, let's do it together!" Another shout came.
Everyone pondered for a moment, and figures fled around without any hesitation.
"You..." The two Jianzhong disciples who spoke in mid-air were very angry. No one expected it to end like this. Even the Lu family disciples were stunned.
I thought there would be a fight, but I didn't expect that the sword cultivators in the Sword Tomb were so cowardly at the moment, turning around and running away, without any backbone.
Upon seeing this, "Don't let them escape!" Many Lu disciples shouted angrily. If Lu Chen hadn't arrived in time and was powerful, none of them would have survived.
"It doesn't matter, none of them can leave!" Lu Chen raised his hand to stop the people who were about to chase them out.
Hearing this, everyone looked at Lu Chen with puzzled expressions. Now was a good time to destroy a sect in the Central Region again.
There are nearly a thousand disciples of the Lu family, and they have already made up their minds to perish in their ancestral land before they even come in. In this battle, they will fight with such ferocity that the younger generation in the Central Region will be frightened and their peers will be cut off.
Lu Chen just smiled and flicked his fingers, and the Nine Netherworld souls turned into wisps of black shadow, blocking the fleeing Jianzhong disciples in an instant, "Escape one more step and you will die!"
The ice-cold voice made the disciples of the Sword Tomb tremble. Even the disciples of the Lu family could not help but have their throats rolling. The figure walking in front of them was the real evil star. They knew that any force in the Central Region would encounter He will definitely break without any accidents.
"Lu Chen, let us leave, no matter what the conditions are!" A Jianzhong disciple said with a trembling heart.
"Oh?" Lu Chen was surprised, "Then let's get a holy weapon!"
"Holy weapons?" When the disciples of the Sword Tomb heard this, they all looked mortified, "Lu Chen, we didn't bring any holy weapons when we came in, just two top-notch spiritual weapons!"
"Spirit weapon?" Lu Chen frowned and waved his hand, and a pile of them suddenly appeared on the ground, making the eyes of the disciples in the Sword Tomb shine.
Unfortunately, it was only for a moment that greed in his eyes was replaced by fear. A Sword Tomb disciple who had been staring at the pile of spiritual weapons couldn't help but take a step and instantly turned into a pile of ashes.
"Spiritual weapons, huh, which one of our Lu family disciples doesn't have them?" A Lu family disciple shouted, and immediately, the palms of the Lu family disciples behind him glowed with light, each holding two spiritual weapons.
The more than ten figures in the Sword Tomb had bitter expressions on their faces. They had never seen anything so shocking. They really couldn't figure out why the disciples of the Lu family who had moved to the barren southern wasteland were more arrogant than them.
Even Lu Chen was stunned. During the Lu clan competition, many Spirit King realm disciples did not have spiritual weapons. "It seems that these guys are also ruthless. I don't know how many forces in the central region have been destroyed!"
"There should be a training method in the Sword Tomb, right?" Lu Chen said with a smile.
"No, the Supreme Dharma of the Sword Tomb cannot be spread to outsiders. Not only will the disciples who leak the Supreme Dharma be worse than death, but even the foreigners who have practiced the Supreme Dharma of the Sword Tomb will be hunted down by the Sword Tomb at all costs!" Strength The strongest two-star Spirit Emperor realm cultivator hurriedly spoke.
"In that case, then go die!" Lu Chen waved his hand, and the black flames penetrated into the opponent's body while he was distracted.
"No, don't, what did you do to me?" The Spirit King Realm monk had a look of fear on his face and searched his whole body, but unfortunately, he didn't find anything abnormal.
Looking at the frightened Jianzhong disciples, "It's nothing. I heard that you want to kill all the Lu disciples. In terms of seniority, they have to call me ancestor, so let you try first what is life worse than death?" !」
"No, no, don't, please! Don't!" Jian Shuang's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but kneel on the ground, with a look of fear on his face. Such a scene made the cultivators around him shake their heads.
"We, monks, have lost our moral integrity so easily. How can we keep moving forward? What's more, we are still sword cultivators in the Sword Tomb lineage!"
Sword cultivation is all about moving forward with unrivaled momentum. Unfortunately, today's swordsman has given up everything. Even if Lu Chen lets him live today, he will probably stop at the Spirit Emperor realm in this life.
His Taoist heart has been destroyed, and the way forward is cut off.
"Hmph, a two-star spirit emperor realm cultivator is so humble!" Even the disciples of Jianzhong couldn't help shouting angrily.
"Shut up!" Jianshuang suddenly turned around and shouted angrily, "While alive, I can still move forward and follow my own path of swordsmanship. If I die, there will be nothing!" After saying that, he turned back to look at Lu Chen with a look of hope.
He only hopes that he can survive. Only when he is alive can he have hope!
Jian Shuang spoke, and for a moment, the Jianzhong disciples were speechless. Yes, if they died here today, who would remember them?
parents? Or wife and children?
Or is it the sect?
"We surrender!" Another disciple of the Sword Tomb raised the sword above his head, slowly knelt down, and lowered his head.
"Surrender!" Another person said.
Seeing this, the disciples of Jianzhong looked around and saw figures kneeling down one after another, "We all surrender!"
There was deathly silence all around. Lu Chen glanced at everyone and then at the Lu disciples.
"You handle it?"
"Aww!" A wolf howl sounded, and the disciples of the Lu family entered the ancestral land with joy on their faces. They had experienced too many fights. Less than 60% of the hundred-man team was alive now, and no one knew that they could still survive. How long to live.
They have given their lives to their clan to thank them with their death. This is the first time they have surrendered the disciples of the Central Region.
This excites them more than directly killing the opponent!
