This sentence expresses Long Wanchutian's helplessness and sadness at this moment. If the dignified sect leader had not been in this state of no help, he would not have said such words.
"You have lost a long time ago!" Xuan Xiaozi said angrily.
"So many people have died before you are willing to give up. You will have to atone for them throughout your life!"
Hearing this, Wan Chutian's mouth flashed with a sarcastic smile, "Give up? Do you think I will give up like this? So many people have died, I won't care about a few more people dying."
Hearing this, everyone's expressions became even more condensed, "Wan Chutian, what else do you want? Maybe there will be a sea of blood!"
"As long as I can bring the Holy Land of Sword Dao back to its peak, I won't care even if a few more people die!"
Such intriguing words made everyone present's expressions darken again.
"What exactly do you want to say?"
There is a kind of worry in the hearts of countless people, deeply afraid that the kendo master in front of them who has lost his mind will continue to do stupid things.
"Don't you all say that I collude with the devil?"
"If that's the case, then I will help you. From today on, I will join the devil's path and fight to the death with you!"
Seeing that Wan Chutian had made up his mind to escape into the devil's path, countless monks had angry looks in their eyes.
"Wan Chutian, don't be so shameless. If you dare to say another word, we will kill you right here."
If a Huaxuan monk joins the Demonic Path, it will be a heavy blow to the righteous, so he cannot succeed no matter what. Otherwise, it will not only be a crisis for the Holy Land of Martial Arts, but also a disaster for the Holy Land of Sword Dao. .
Comrades who were once allies have become enemies. This is something no one wants to see.
"Do you know what you are talking about?" Xuan Xiaozi is the only one who can still remain rational.
After meeting each other, he didn't want to see such a situation, so he was still persuading.
"Don't do anything stupid. We announced to the outside world that it was Duan Po Tian who seduced you, and that's why you fell into the wrong path. In this way, you can still preserve your dignity, and the world will transfer their hatred to the devil."
This is the optimal solution and the only reason that can calm this matter right now.
But when Wan Chutian heard this ending, he still showed a contemptuous smile, "After that, I don't have to live under the influence of others and become the laughing stock of other sects. By then, there will be no place for me in the Holy Land of Sword Dao." , what’s the difference between this and defeat?”
This battle was started by the Holy Land of Sword Dao first, so it could end easily no matter what. This is why Wan Chutian is unwilling to reconcile.
Because people are greedy, other forces will definitely demand compensation to make up for the losses of the war. Even if the Holy Land of Swordsmanship has a profound foundation, it is impossible to fully satisfy the losses of all forces.
Once someone asks for compensation, they will fall into a bottomless abyss.
This is also the reason why Wan Chutian is unwilling to admit defeat, because he really cannot afford to lose. If he wants the Holy Land of Sword Dao to live in the eyes of the decent from now on, he wants to go all the way to darkness.
"Xuan Xiaozi, if we meet again, don't continue to be soft-hearted like today!"
As the words fell, Wan Chutian immediately stepped into the air, and his figure suddenly drove towards the direction of the sword. It was obvious that he had never thought about admitting his defeat.
The original expression of remorse was just to buy time for himself to recover his spiritual power.
"Want to pursue?" The elders began to discuss.
Because even though the opponent is seriously injured now, he is still at the peak of Hua Xuan. If he pursues him rashly, with their cave-level cultivation, they may not be able to capture him, and they may even die in his hands.
"Forget it, that guy doesn't want to be dependent on anyone else, and it's because of his pride that he's driven to panic. He might actually collude with the devil." Xuan Xiaozi understood the other party's character, and those words just now were meant for outsiders. of.
If he wanted the Sword Dao Holy Land to make any compensation, he would not hesitate to lead the entire sect to join the Demon Dao. At that time, there was really no room for negotiation.
What they have to do now is to quickly bring the wounded who are still breathing to the martial arts holy land for treatment.
"Let's see if there are any alive..." Xuan Xiaozi couldn't help but feel a little guilt in the corners of his eyes when he looked at the scene of corpses strewn around him.
Because most of these disciples died in his hands. If his Sky Shattering Stars hadn't been able to cause a large-scale attack, there would not have been such a number of casualties.
The martial arts disciples who came also began to deal with the aftermath.
When Ye Yuntian walked over, he also showed a little uneasiness. Most of these corpses were disciples of the Holy Land of Sword Dao. Many of their corpses could no longer be seen clearly. All they could see were their dead eyes staring at him.
And in the deepest part of the corpse, there was a figure standing there for a long time.
This person is none other than Tang Ming. He is waving the Green Lotus Fairy Sword in his hand to guide the souls of those who have died to the path of rebirth.
After doing all this, he fell to the ground because of his lack of spiritual power.
Fortunately, Ye Yuntian was quick to support him.
"You're injured again."
Tang Ming looked helpless as he covered the healing wound on his abdomen, "This is a common thing, do you need to make a fuss?"
In every battle, Tang Ming would suffer extremely serious injuries, but even so, he never complained, because this was something he had to go through.
"Did you get another fairy sword?" When looking at the Qiankun sword on the ground, Ye Yuntian also showed a little joy. After all, Tang Ming's combat power came from the fairy sword.
Now that he has an additional fairy sword as a guarantee, it means that his strength will increase again.
However, Tang Ming felt a little lonely, "So many people died before I could get a fairy sword. I really don't know how many people would die if I collected all the fairy swords."
Ye Yuntian patted his shoulder and said comfortingly: "Everyone has his own destiny, so you shouldn't have too much psychological pressure. Fulfilling your mission is the most important thing to do."
"What a heavy restraint. The words coming out of your mouth seem like a shackles." Tang Ming couldn't help but responded bitterly.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled.
As the Holy Son, Ye Yuntian needs to protect the sect, and more importantly, the disciples of the sect. His mission is also very heavy, but no one can feel it. Others will only say that this is the responsibility that the Holy Son should fulfill.
It is precisely because Tang Ming also has a mission that we can feel the burden on him, otherwise it would be difficult to support each other.
"This is the golden dragon ring obtained from the Xuanyuan Dynasty. It may be related to your bloodline." After that, Tang Ming entrusted the ring to the other party.
After taking the ring, Ye Yuntian glanced at the silver dragon ring of the same style as the one on his left index finger and fell into deep thought.
"It seems that I need to go to Yaolong Holy Land."
