Chapter 478 Arrogant And Domineering

When they came to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect mountain gate, they saw that beyond the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, there was a huge army.

The army was divided into two groups.

One group, dressed in golden armour and riding crotch / lower, was a golden lion, like a round of golden sun.

There were at least 100,000 troops.

The sun corps, this is the The sun corps.

On the The sun corps side, there were legions in blue armor.

This army was the most elite army of the Shifang sword sect, with about 100,000 people.

The two corps, combined with a total of 200,000, were densely packed, overwhelming and imposing, which made many Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples sweat profusely.

Shifang sword sect, with these two elite corps, broke through and unexpectedly killed before the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

Whoosh!

When lin xueyi and the others came out, a figure appeared in the army of the Shifang sword sect, standing in the air like a rainbow.

It was Qiu Wuyang, the head of the Shifang sword sect.

"Lin Xueyi, now that you have reached the end of your destitution, surrender now. Surrender, or you may live!"

Qiu Wuyang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Lin Xueyi with disdain.

Whoosh!

Lin Xueyi stepped out, suspended in the void, and stood opposite Qiu Wuyang.

"Qiu Wuyang, you only used external forces, not much."

Lin Xueyi said coldly.

"Haha, Lin Xueyi, you are so naive. You have failed to understand this principle. You are such a blockhead. No wonder you failed!"

Qiu Wuyang laughed smugly.

Lin Xueyi did not look at him, but looked at the The sun corps. He threw a fist and said, "All of you from the Great sun mansion, I never offended you. Why did you send an army to besiege us?"

"Haha, didn't you offend our Great sun mansion? What a joke!"

In the The sun corps, three figures flew out, each wearing a golden armor, and the momentum was extremely strong.

All three of them were half step kings.

The one in the middle was a big man over two meters tall, extremely tall. It was this big man who spoke just now.

He looked at Lin Xueyi coldly and said, "You Xuanyuan Sword Sect have an old grudge with me, the Great sun mansion, but you don't know it."

When he said the old grudge was about lu ming and Yangliuji, Lin Xueyi naturally did not know and looked surprised.

The burly man sneered and continued, "Besides, even if there are no old grudges, you should be destroyed. Who told you to offend the geniuses of the deity of heaven?"

"Imperial guard, it's definitely the Imperial guard, Qiu Changkong, isn't it you?"

At this time, Ling Potian flew up into the sky and stood beside Lin Xueyi, shouting.

"Haha, it's me!"

At this time, a figure flew out of the Shifang sword sect army, and it was Qiu Changkong.

Qiu Changkong's eyes were cold and he laughed, "Lin Xueyi, Ling Potian, Empire of the scorching sun, should be united. You are stubborn and you are suicidal!"

"Qiu Changkong, as a Imperial guard, you actually used your private rights to mobilize other imperial armies and start a war. You are violating the rules of the Heavenly palace. If you pursue it, you will not escape punishment!"

Lin Xueyi said.

"Pursue? Haha, that's ridiculous. Is it up to you? Even if you go to the heavenly palace to report me, who will listen to you, who will pursue me, the genius Imperial guard, for the ants of a small empire? That's ridiculous."

Qiu Changkong laughed without fear.

"Damn it!"

Lin Xueyi, Ling Potian, and the others all clenched their teeth in anger.

But in his heart, he was helpless.

They understood that Qiu Changkong was right. With them, the half-step kings of a few small empires, in the eyes of the Heavenly palace, they had no weight at all. Even if they were to report it, no one would pay attention to them.

"Qiu Changkong, don't be arrogant. Lu Ming is a Eastern heavenly guard. If he finds out about this, he won't let it go."

Hua Chi yelled at the top of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect mountain.

"Lu Ming, hehe, I advise you not to look forward to the sound of landing. He's probably already gone to hell by now."

Qiu Changkong sneered.

"Impossible? Qiu Changkong, you're just farting. How could Lu Ming be okay? You're not dead. How could Lu Ming be dead?"

Hua Chi shouted.

"Hua Chi!"

Qiu Changkong let out a loud roar, his body erupted into a cold killing machine, his body exuded a mountain-like breath, extremely terrifying.

"Half-step king, you... You have reached the realm of half-step king?"

Lin Xueyi screamed in disbelief.

At this moment, Qiu Changkong's breath was indeed the breath of a half-step king.

It seems that during this period of time, Qiu Changkong's cultivation has also made great progress. His cultivation has broken through to the ninth peak of the Martial Sect, and he has realized a bit of the artistic conception of thunder. He is indeed the realm of a half-step king.

Ling Potian, Hua Chi, Shangguan Ming, Hot spring, and the others all turned extremely ugly.

It was not long before Qiu Changkong's cultivation reached the realm of a half-step king. It was really terrifying.

Qiu Changkong sneered and gloated, looking down at Lin Xueyi and the others like ants. Finally, he looked at Hua Chi and shouted coldly: "Hua Chi, you are so bold. I am the emperor's heavenly guard. You, a prince who has lost your country, dare to scold me. You are looking for death. Now, I will give you a chance to kneel down and kowtow to me in public. I can consider giving you a dog's life."

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated, Qiu Changkong. If you have the ability, kill me. It's impossible for me to kneel down and admit my mistake!"

Hua Chi shouted coldly, not giving Qiu Changkong any face.

"You want to die!"

Qiu Changkong's eyes turned cold and his hand was like a sword.

Whew!

A lightning sword leaped across the void and cut towards Hua Chi.

Fast, fast beyond description. It was too late for Lin Xueyi, Ling Potian, and the others to rescue them.

"Eighth prince, be careful!"

Beside Hua Chi, an old figure suddenly appeared, and a powerful breath rose from his body, cutting out a blade light.

But under Qiu Changkong's Sword light, the blade was broken like tofu.

Poof!

The old man was cut in half by Qiu Changkong's Sword light.

"Grandfather huang!"

Hua Chi let out an earth-shattering roar.

The one who stood in front of Hua Chi was the last old Huang uncle of the royal family and the last powerful man of the Martial Sect, who died just like that.

Old Huang uncle, who had been standing beside Hua Chi, was able to save Hua Chi's life in time.

"Ah, Qiu Changkong, I will not die with you!"

Hua Chi's eyes were red and he stared at Qiu Changkong.

"Just because of you, an ant like thing, you want to die with me, die!"

Qiu Changkong drank coldly, another Sword light cut out.

Clang!

This time, Lin Xueyi was prepared, his breath rose, and a sword cut out, towards Qiu Changkong's Sword light.

Boom!

A startling roar followed by a retreating figure.

It was Lin Xueyi. At this moment, he was trembling. Everyone saw a deep wound on Lin Xueyi's chest, and blood was flowing.

Silk...

A cold gasp sounded.

Everyone looked at Qiu Changkong in shock.

(The end of this chapter)