This roar was like the roar of a god.
With the brilliant power of heaven, it exploded in the ears of Zhao Tianqing and others. The faces of everyone in the Tianwen Sect changed drastically. Some of the weak ones even knelt on the ground and vomited blood.
Under the Grandmaster, everyone trembled.
Even the elders who had just blocked Li Yuhan collapsed on the ground, as if standing in front of them was a kind of blasphemy.
Only Zhao Tianqing, who was in the Grandmaster realm, could barely stand under this huge pressure.
But his legs were also trembling constantly, and cold sweat was flowing down his legs.
"Ghost, ghost gate..."
His throat constricted, making a painful and desperate sound.
"Remember, the ghost sect is the only warlock in the world. If you encounter a descendant of the ghost sect, you must kill them all and never give them a chance to grow." His master's instructions before his death rang in his ears.
Over the years, he has also asked people about the descendants of the ghost sect, but he has no clues.
He never expected that Lu Chen, whom he regarded as trash, actually came from the ghost gate.
"Master..."
Looking at the old man above the sky, with a flying sword under his feet, looking down upon the common people, Lu Chen felt a storm in his heart. Even though he had heard the old man say before, the masters in the warlock world were not worth mentioning, but...
Is this gap too big?
The ability displayed by the old man at this moment has exceeded his knowledge.
Suddenly, in front of everyone's attention, the old man pulled out a sword from behind and threw it towards Lu Chen.
"Disciple, take the sword!"
Lu Chen immediately stood up, swallowed a Shiquan Dabu Pill, and then grabbed the sword. This sword was exactly what he had obtained in the general's tomb.
The moment Lu Chen took the sword, the old man made a hand gesture with his hands and pointed towards the sky.
This finger stirred up the storm.
A red vortex condensed in the sky above Tianwenmen, and bursts of destructive energy leaked out from it, making everyone in Tianwenmen feel numb.
"Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, calamity!"
The old man bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood mist. The blood mist condensed into the word 'tribulation' in front of him and merged into the red vortex.
Boom! !
Amidst the deafening thunder, streaks of red lightning struck down instantly, so fast that the disciples of Tianwen Sect had no time to react.
"ah!"
"Master, help."
"I don't want to die."
"I was wrong, Master Tianshi, I was wrong, please forgive me."
This red lightning is so powerful that anyone struck by it will be instantly turned into charcoal, and their souls will be directly scattered, and their body and soul will be destroyed! !
For a time, howls, begging for mercy, and whining... were mixed together and became the only melody here.
Looking at this apocalyptic scene, Lu Chen was shocked.
Is this what the master said - ghost magic?
He raised his head and saw that the old man's face was as pale as paper and his body was shaky, as if he might lose his support at any time and fall from the sky.
Chase Lu's heart tightened, and he ran over to catch the old man, but heard the old man say.
"Kill Zhao Tianqing."
Lu Chen paused and turned back to look at the trembling Zhao Tianqing, with murderous intent in his eyes.
From Shun Xin, to Shi Hun, and then to those two people in northern Burma, he never took the initiative to provoke Tianwenmen, but Tianwenmen plotted against him again and again, framed him, and wanted to kill him.
This time, he even attacked Lu Xue.
If Zhao Tianqing is not killed, this trouble will be difficult to resolve.
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, drew his sword and went straight to kill Zhao Tianqing.
Zhao Tianqing's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to fight back with his sword, but just as he was about to move, a thunderbolt struck down, making his scalp numb, his whole body trembling, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.
"Zhao Tianqing, die."
Lu Chen came closer, raised his sword and chopped off Zhao Tianqing's head.
Before the life and death crisis, Zhao Tianqing no longer had the domineering and arrogance of the past. He knelt on the ground with a thud, shouting in panic with a hint of madness.
"Lu Chen, my uncle is the second master of the Liu family in Beijing. If you kill me, he won't let you go. Stop it. As long as you stop now, I promise not to hold you accountable for your mistakes."
Lu Chen laughed wildly in his heart when he heard this.
Not to hold him accountable for his mistakes?
A joke, a big joke.
We were born free, why are you so superior?
"Die to me!!"
Lu Chen roared, and veins bulged in the hands holding the sword. The overwhelming killing intent gathered on the sword and fell fiercely.
puff! !
This sword directly chopped off Zhao Tianqing's head.
At this moment, a purple light suddenly lit up in the glittering golden hall, seeming to break through the blockade of black clouds and send a message to the outside.
The old man pointed his finger in the air and directly shattered the purple light.
Then he grabbed the flying sword at his feet and threw it into the red whirlpool in the sky. Not long after, thousands of identical flying swords flew out of the whirlpool and shot out.
Puff puff puff puff puff!
The flying sword was like a poisonous snake, instantly piercing through the chests of Tianwenmen disciples. No matter how hard they tried to resist, no matter how much they hid in the house, it was useless.
This flying sword seems to be equipped with a locator, harvesting their lives.
Every time a flying sword fell, someone died tragically.
Seeing Zhao Tianqing's head rolling down, seeing each of his fellow apprentices die tragically in front of him, the faces of the remaining disciples showed expressions of despair.
Some of them were kneeling on the ground, some were standing with swords in hand, and some were lying on the ground dying.
But everyone, with red eyes, stared at Lu Chen.
His throat twitched, letting out a desperate and angry roar.
"Lu Chen, you must die a good death."
"Even if I become a ghost, I will never let you go."
"The glory of Tianwen Sect cannot be understood by people like you. If you dare to destroy Tianwen Sect, you will be unable to move forward in the world of warlocks."
"Someone will definitely avenge us."
"Not only you, your friends, your family, all must die, all must die."
In desperation, they launched a final counterattack. Everyone grabbed their weapons and rushed towards Lu Chen. Amidst the lightning and thunder, their auras seemed so heroic.
If someone who doesn't know the truth sees this scene, they may think that Lu Chen is a big demon who destroys people.
"Then let me...send you to hell first!!"
Lu Chen had a sinister smile on his face. He wiped the blood on his face, grabbed his sword and rushed into the crowd. Every time he swung the sword, a head rolled off.
Every time the long sword struck, a corpse was split into two pieces.
Scarlet blood, white brains, and colorful organs splashed on Lu Chen's body.
Under the moonlight, Lu Chen looked like a demon at this moment.
Forgot where this is.
Forgot who he was.
Just remember, he wants to kill...
He wants to kill! !
The killing was so dark that the sun and the moon dimmed the light. These demons were killed so that they could no longer harm his family.
"Just die to me!!"
