"As a disciple of Canglan, how can you behave in such a hurry?" Leng Hongchen said solemnly.
However, the next moment, she saw countless swordsmanship disciples blocking all the retreat routes down the mountain in Canglan Holy Land.
"Wan Chutian, what do you want to do!"
His gaze was directed towards the old man holding the fairy sword in the sky, and his cold eyes seemed to tear him apart.
But Wan Chutian, who had the fairy sword at his side, showed a disdainful smile at this moment, "Strength is the most important thing. Now that I have the fairy sword in my hand, why should I be afraid of anyone?"
"Even if I slaughter all the disciples in Canglan Holy Land now, what can you do?"
After hearing this, Leng Hongchen's expression suddenly changed.
"You old and disrespectful bald donkey wants to massacre my Canglan Holy Land. Let's see if you have the ability!"
The disciple beside him immediately said, "Headmaster, if you fight these people, even if you die, you must let them know that our Canglan Holy Land is not a soft persimmon that everyone can pinch."
"Yes, if we fight with these bastards, we will not let these bastards trample our dignity even to death."
Looking at the disciples around her, all of them were full of fighting spirit. She knew that as a head teacher, she couldn't retreat.
So he immediately decided to have a life and death battle with these bullies in the Martial Arts Holy Land.
Immediately he waved his fly whisk, and an ethereal sound resounded over the entire Canglan Holy Land.
"All disciples obey the order, repel the enemy and defend the sect!"
When the majestic and domineering voice sounded, countless sect disciples roared with anger.
"Defend the sect and treat death as if it were your own!"
Countless roars gathered within the sect and rushed toward the mountains with endless fighting intent.
Looking at these disciples who chose to die generously, Leng Hongchen felt anxious in his heart, because this battle was destined to end in tragedy.
Countless Canglan disciples did not hesitate at all, and countless sword blades stabbed at the swordsmanship disciples.
Seeing how this group of Canglan disciples with low combat power actually dared to confront each other with swords, the expressions of countless swordsmanship disciples changed instantly.
"If you want to die, we will make it happen!"
The battle broke out instantly, countless disciples began to fight instantly, and countless rivers of blood began to flow within the sect.
Many disciples in the Qi Condensation Realm were killed instantly even just in the moment of fighting.
Only the disciples of the Tongmai Realm could barely survive in this fierce battlefield. The fierce battle was dominated by the Sword Dao Holy Land, and many disciples of the Canglan Holy Land found it difficult to match.
Even with a sincere heart, but without strength, he could only be buried here. Countless living lives were lost in just an instant.
Due to the disparity in strength, many Canglan disciples needed three or even five to be able to barely equal opponents of the same level, and the battle became almost one-sided.
"Puff puff!"
Countless sword energies shone like stars, and when they hit Canglan's disciples, they caused countless exploding blood mist.
Screams resounded throughout the valley. Even though they were no longer as powerful as the Sword Master, no one chose to retreat.
"court death!"
The eyes of the swordsman disciples were filled with endless teasing, and they did not take Canglan disciples seriously at all.
They are all in the realm of Tongmai, and the five of you can barely replace one of them. Such a battle loss ratio is simply a one-sided massacre, not to mention that this time, the disciples of the Sword Dao Holy Land are almost in full force, even those who are on missions outside. The disciples also returned one after another, just to prevent war.
Originally, the number of disciples at this level was just a deterrent, but now that Wan Chutian has the immortal sword, he has no intention of leaving anyone alive.
After all, the accusation of robbing the sect's treasure is not pleasant to hear, but if the entire sect is massacred, as long as the blame is put on the demon sect, even if someone suspects it, they will not dare to accuse without absolute evidence.
This is why Wan Chutian has such amazing courage. The ability of the Qiankun Fairy Sword is to absorb the opponent's offensive and fight back. As long as his own strength is strong enough, Wan Chutian is sure to be able to defeat even a half-step Mahayana opponent. beat.
"Leng Hongchen, today is the day you die!" Wan Chutian laughed wildly, with murderous intent emerging in his eyes.
There are very few people in the entire continent who can match him. As long as today's incident is not spread, no one will cause trouble for him. As long as he advances to Mahayana, no one in the Seven Holy Lands will be his. opponent.
Thinking of this, Wan Chutian's smile became even thicker.
"Kill all the people in Canglan Holy Land for me!"
As Wan Chutian's order was issued, all the swordsmanship disciples began to take action, and the Canglan disciples who could barely hold on fell instantly.
Countless blood flowed from the stone steps, instantly turning the white marble red.
"Let's see who kills more, and you will be rewarded for your merits when the time comes!"
The battle was defeated, and soon only a few Canglan disciples were left huddled on the top of the mountain, facing each other with the kendo disciples on the mountainside.
Most of these remaining disciples are women. Only by standing at the back can they survive.
In less than half a day, almost all the thousands of disciples had died. This battle was extremely cruel. Many disciples had died on the way to the charge without even seeing what their opponents looked like.
The defeated disciples all had expressions of despair on their faces. If the sect didn't have a strong foundation to support them, they wouldn't be so cowardly.
The swordsmanship disciples surrounding him looked playful at this moment.
"These female disciples are pretty, how about we tie them to the sect and rush them to the furnace?"
"This is a good idea. What kind of stuff are those furnaces and cauldrons these days? They are not as good as these watery Canglan female disciples."
When they felt the prying eyes of these people, the faces of countless female disciples showed disgust, but more of them were afraid.
Because they are really afraid that they will be caught and used as a cauldron. Then the tragic end, even death, will be a luxury.
Saint Jiang Hanyi, who was protecting everyone, also clearly expected the current situation.
It is almost impossible to escape. The only way now is to find the right moment and find a way to open a hole to escape, otherwise it will be completely impossible to escape.
"Everyone, listen to me. What we have to do now is to unite. I will find a way to buy you time to escape. When the time comes, go to the Martial Arts Holy Land to seek help."
"But what should you do?" The remaining disciples also looked worried.
"It's okay, I will find a way to escape."
Just as her comforting voice sounded.
A hypocritical voice came from within the swordsmanship disciples.
"Long time no see, Jiang Hanyi!"
