Chapter 778

In wanjian Pavilion, the killing continues.

In this battle, the ancient star sect has emerged with a total of 130000 people, and everyone is filled with the thought of killing. In contrast, although the wanjian pavilion has been looted, its combat power is still not weak.

A swordsman is good at sword and good at killing.

This is wanjian mountain, the place where the sword Qi gathers. As long as you rush into the Xingxiu array, you can lead to crazy slaughter.

One is fighting and retreating, the other is merciless. Two different ways of killing collide, and no one can get the upper hand. Only by sprinkling blood and decapitating their heads, can we write a tragic killing movement.

Yun Changqing is standing in the ruins. At the moment, he is not as strict as usual. His blue clothes are stained with blood, his white hair is scattered, and his chest is covered with bloodstains. You can see the dense white bones clearly.

He did not care about his serious injury, but raised his eyes, put the whole battlefield into his eyes, opened his mouth, and uttered a deep sigh of grief.

In the chaos just now, the whole wanjian mountain has become dilapidated, the palace is damaged, the sword array is annihilated, everywhere is filled with bloody breath, howling sound, like killing hell, without a trace of peace.

What's more, he was saddened by the fact that more than 100000 disciples were killed and injured, all of them turned into cold corpses, lying on the ground, flowing with blood. Many of them even did not leave their bodies in the capital, but turned into a pool of flesh and blood.

"It takes only a few days for the pavilion to be rebuilt. However, tens of thousands of disciples have died, but they will never be able to restore it. Why do you want to fight for anger and lose the foundation of the sword Pavilion in vain?" Cloud Changqing is full of pain looking at the sky, but his voice has not yet spread out, he was drowned by a roar.

Not far from here, Shi Hao is standing in the void. He has no injuries, but his face is extremely ugly.

There were many casualties in the two melee battles, even the people of the gods were not spared.

Such is the case of the heavenly spirit, especially for the outer disciples. Under the fierce bombardment of the 28 star array, the outer disciples have no ability to fight back. Let alone rushing forward, they can't even protect themselves and are reduced to cannon fodder.

At this moment, a large number of disciples from other schools almost died. More than 2100 disciples whom Shi Hao had just attracted died. None of them survived. Their bodies were mixed in the river of blood and could not be identified.

As soon as the master of Shimen comes, he will not even know that he is the master of the gate.

Faced with such a scene, Shi Hao is full of hatred and resentment towards Xingchen guzong, but more in his heart, he wants to end this endless killing immediately.

The outer disciples have died, and the inner disciples have also suffered casualties. If they continue to immerse themselves in the killing, even a group of senior elders and even the sword master who is superior will fall down.

In the wanjian Pavilion, many people have a sense of retreat. Even in the ancient clan of the stars, some people have retreated. They look at each other and feel a strong sense of retreat.

The disciples of wanjian Pavilion were mercilessly slaughtered. What about the people of Xingchen ancient clan?

In the absence of three thousand star pattern armor, they can not resist the sword light of wanjian Pavilion. Once the other party enters the spirit array, it will cause chaos and bloody killing.

In such a scuffle, the ancient star clan could not get the upper hand, and the deaths and injuries were extremely heavy. A corpse fell on the ground and piled into a mountain. The familiar faces were completely cold and pale, which deeply hurt everyone's mind.

The expressions of both sides in the fierce battle trembled, and the breath of their bodies was slowly converged. The sound of tragic wailing dissipated, which made the space rare to be quiet. Everyone looked around in horror and gradually dispersed the killing intention.

At the same time, a hillside outside the wanjian Pavilion is covered with a light of darkness. All the sound, light and breath are isolated from the place covered by the glory, so that the outside world can not detect it.

On the hillside, a line of figures stood. They looked into the distance and looked at everything that happened in wanjian Pavilion. When they saw that the two schools were slowly converging, their eyes suddenly sank.

"After several times of fighting, the two deaths and injuries are extremely heavy. Soon, it will be our turn to fight." Lin Tianchong loosened his muscles and bones, looking eager to try.

Hearing this, the crowd behind him had sharp eyes and a great sense of war rose to the sky, just like the soldiers who were ready to go. They urgently needed to launch a shocking charge to kill the enemy.

However, Chu Xingyun, who stood at the top of the list, was still gloomy. He waved his hand and said in a low voice: "both of them are one of the six forces in the northern wilderness area. How rich the foundation is. Even after a battle, they are not exhausted."

"Well?"

Chu Xingyun's words made people's minds slightly coagulate. When looking back, he heard Chu Xingyun continue: "in the past, the two major sects did not hesitate to kill the Chu family and split up my parents for the sake of interests. This gratitude and resentment alone can not be so simple to end."

"What's more important is that wanjian Pavilion and Xingchen guzongyue are fighting each other, and the more chance we have to fight against Liuxiang. Only by killing these people thoroughly, can I control all the resources of the two major sects and fight against Jiuhan palace and rescue Liuxiang by force."When the last voice dropped, Chu Xingyun's eyes coagulated, his pupils shriveled and cold, and a ray of demon's cold light bloomed, making his whole person show the meaning of evil.

"It's cold!"

At the moment when the magic idea bloomed, many people felt a chill. Their hearts were cold, as if their bodies would be frozen. Even Mo Wanggong and Lin Tianchong were shocked by the magic.

"Wu Jing Xue." At this time, Jingzong's killing rate will not be increased even though he is close to the cold pavilion

"Hum!" Wu Jing's blood spewed out a cold hum, but he did not disobey Chu Xingyun's order. He immediately led the Jingtian army to approach wanjian Pavilion quietly.

"Sword slave!" Chu Xingyun drank again, and his voice was more than: "you two can enhance your cultivation by swallowing your soul. At this moment, the souls of the dead are your food. Remember, you can't do it without my command."

On hearing this, the two swordsmen nodded respectfully and disappeared like ghosts.

Seeing Chu Xingyun's actions, the cold feeling in their hearts was still spreading. At this time, they suddenly saw Chu Xingyun smile, coldly smile, his body slowly floating up in the sky, and released a powerful and powerful sword light.

Boom!

The sword light was dazzling and dazzling. In the dark void, it was so bright that it attracted all the people's eyes, even the people of Xingchen guzong and wanjian Pavilion.

"It was Luo Yun The crowd recognized Chu Xingyun one after another. In addition to their astonishment, their expressions were different, either angry, or stunned, or indifferent.

"He dares to show up. He really wants to die!" Naturally, he also saw Chu Xingyun, and his heart was cold.

For Chu Xingyun, he had already sent people secretly to search for it, and wanted to kill it as soon as possible. He never thought that Chu Xingyun was so stupid today that he sent him to his door.

"No wonder I didn't see Luo Yun. It was hidden there." Gu Fanxing looked at Chu Xingyun in the eyes, but also with cold killing intention. Chu Xingyun killed Gu Jingtian. As a father, he naturally wanted to revenge for his son.

Feeling the killing intention of the two lords, Chu Xingyun was not afraid at all, and his smile became more and more intense. He took a deep breath, his expression changed suddenly, and he felt a little excited.

He used all his spiritual power to shout at the Vatican: "my master, I have fulfilled my mission. I have successfully led people to break the grand array of protecting the ancient star sect. Now, the holy star city is under our control."

"As long as we kill the ancient stars, and then destroy these disabled soldiers and defeated generals, the ancient star clan which has been handed down for thousands of years will no longer exist, and all the resources and details will belong to us!"

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