The holy land of swordsmanship.
When Wan Chutian looked at the news coming from the jade talisman in his hand, his cold face suddenly became ferocious.
"Send the order and all the disciples outside will go to Qingyun City."
"Suppress Tang Ming!!!"
The disciples who received the order cut through the clouds and headed for Qingyun City.
"Coach He Qian obeys the order and encircles and suppresses Tang Ming. Remember not to leave any traces."
He Qian's expression changed instantly after hearing this.
It means leaving no trace, doesn’t it?
...
Qingyun City.
"Who? Tang Ming? Immortal Sword?"
A series of questions sounded inside Qingyun City.
The wandering monks all looked shocked.
"Tang Ming! That young man who broke into the holy land of swordsmanship alone? That boy actually got the fairy sword!"
"Immortal sword? Is it the legendary treasure that opened up the holy land of swordsmanship?"
"Wan Chutian didn't get that thing even though he planned for hundreds of years. He didn't expect it to be taken away by a junior."
The monks hiding in Qingyun City suddenly appeared because they also wanted to see what the guy who had turned the Sword Dao Holy Land upside down looked like.
The monks who were climbing in Qingyun City looked at the civilians who were being strangled in front of them, with a somewhat ridiculous look in their eyes.
"Hmph, a bunch of ants will take up space even if they die."
In the eyes of the monks, these common people without cultivation are as worthless as grass. They are just a pile of rotten flesh after they die.
The monks who were watching on the city wall all looked at the young man in his early twenties who was among the piles of corpses.
"That's Tang Ming? At such a young age, you can do it without changing your face even if the mountain collapses in front of you. In time, you will definitely achieve great things..."
"It's just a pity that this siege is led by Elder He Qian of the Holy Land of Sword Dao. His cultivation is at the seventh level of true energy. It seems that this boy Tang Ming is in danger."
Tang Ming, who was standing on countless corpses, slowly raised his eyes and looked at the countless swordsman monks in the sky.
"Are you still here?"
From the moment he left the Holy Land of Sword Dao, Tang Ming had been prepared to be hunted down, and today he should have a conclusion.
"Come on, let me, Tang Ming, see what kind of crooked melons and split dates have been cultivated in the Sword Dao Holy Land."
These words angered all the disciples of the Sword Dao Holy Land.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
"Today, I will let you know the difference between casual cultivators and sect cultivators!"
Seeing that the disciples below were starting to become a little impulsive, He Qian immediately said coldly: "Calm down, everyone, listen to my order, and form the Juechen Killing Formation!"
"Juechen Peak's massive killing array, is there something wrong with He Qian's head?"
"Is it possible that by spending such a battle, you want to destroy the entire Qingyun City?"
Just when everyone was hesitating, the formation had already covered the entire Qingyun City.
Seeing this situation, some casual cultivators were also somewhat dissatisfied.
"He Qian, you are crazy. What do you mean by besieging us here?"
There was an endless stream of voices from below, but He Qian's expression was still dull.
"All disciples listen to the order and kill everyone in Qingyun City without leaving any one behind!"
As soon as these words came out, all the disciples were instantly stunned.
Kill everyone in Qingyun City?
Is this also an order from the headmaster?
"Elder He Qian, is this a little too radical?"
He Qian, whose cheeks moved slightly, remained indifferent, "Do it!"
After giving the order, all the disciples no longer hesitated.
As the formation moved, countless sword energies were instantly pointed at everyone in Qingyun City.
"kill!"
The words fell.
The sword energy shot out instantly.
Countless monks who came to watch the show were instantly penetrated by sword energy.
In an instant, the entire Qingyun City erupted into countless screams.
"He Qian, I'm going to mess with you, uncle. If I survive, I will definitely make you pay the price."
"You are the lackeys of the Holy Land of Swordsmanship, and you will not die well."
Countless monks who failed to escape died tragically at the scene. Looking at the scene in front of them, countless kendo disciples gritted their teeth and continued to do their work as executioners.
It wasn't until the spiritual energy of the formation was exhausted that the attack slowly ended.
At this moment, more than 90% of the monks in Qingyun City had almost all died tragically here. Only some monks in the Yuan-building realm barely survived the battle.
Due to the fierce offensive just now, the entire Qingyun City has been plunged into a fire.
The monstrous flames engulfed the entire Qingyun City, seemingly intending to destroy all traces of it.
He Qian continued to order: "Deal with all the monks who are still alive."
"yes!"
With an order, the surviving monks also began to be slaughtered. Although they had the cultivation level of Yuan-building realm, they still could not resist the swordsmanship disciples in their prime state.
The casual cultivators who originally ridiculed these people like ants have now become the target of being ravaged by others.
The casual cultivator, who was still breathing, stared at He Qian and asked with unwilling eyes.
"Why do you want to kill us all?"
Looking at those unwilling eyes, He Qian showed a cold expression.
"If you want to blame, it's because you are too weak. There is no justice in this world."
When the last casual cultivator died tragically under the sword, He Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Immediately he raised his head and sighed, "Headmaster, is this enough? Is this enough?"
Just when He Qian thought that the sin was over, the voice of the disciple next to him rang out.
"Elder He Qian, there is another..."
This short sentence instantly stimulated He Qian's nerves.
When he looked over, he saw a little girl with dull eyes, crawling in a pool of blood, tightly holding the palms of her relatives, and mumbling to herself.
"Mom...are you asleep?"
Looking at the little girl who was still alive, He Qian's expression suddenly turned ferocious.
"Why are you still alive..."
Wan Chutian once ordered that no one from Qingyun City should be left behind. The purpose was to ensure that the deeds of Xianjian were not exposed.
But now, looking at the little girl who is only a few years old and still alive in front of them, all the disciples have expressions of difficulty in making a decision.
"Do you want to take action?"
"I can't do it, so go ahead!"
Hearing the disciples excusing each other behind their backs, He Qian took a deep breath.
"This started with me, let me end it!"
He Qian still raised his sword and walked straight towards the orphan.
"I'm sorry, if you want to blame me, just blame you for being born in this unfair world!"
After saying that, He Qian was about to stab the sword down.
The other disciples also turned their attention.
"Qiang!"
However, the next moment, a crisp impact sounded.
I saw a figure slowly appear. After blocking the sword blade, it immediately took the little girl and retreated dozens of steps away.
"who?!"
Seeing the situation, He Qian's expression immediately became serious.
Obviously, there were still fish that slipped through the net during the encirclement and suppression just now.
However, when they looked at the opponent's figure again, the expressions of all the swordsman disciples suddenly turned cold.
"Tang Ming, I didn't expect you to be still alive!"
After comforting the orphan, Tang Ming slowly pointed the sword blade at all the kendo disciples.
"You guys are just like beasts when you slaughter the innocent people in Qingyun City."
"Today, I will act on behalf of heaven and eliminate all of you, leaving no one behind."
After saying that, the Qinglian Sword Qi in his body began to gradually emerge.
Today is the time for the fairy sword to drink blood.
