Swire First Immortal

Chapter 175 You Will Be Immortal!

A kill word, let a hundred thousand sword cultivators, eyes scarlet instantly!

clank!

In an instant, a hundred thousand sword souls burst out!
Once the sword was stained with the first drop of blood, there was no turning back.

All the sword cultivators erupted in anger, staring at these hypocritical and treacherous Taimiao students in front of them, and swung their swords to kill them!
puff puff!

In close combat, sword repair has a great advantage!

In just a moment, Wan Jian killed, the head went to the sky, and the flying sword shot, dripping with blood!

"Killed!"

"These sword cultivators have deceived the emperor and treasoned the country!"

When tens of thousands of Taimiao students saw this, as long as they were not dead, they all sneered in their hearts!
Weeping in distress, they turned around and fled away!

Regardless of whether the sword cultivator resisted or not, it was all in their plan!

Although many people were beheaded in a short period of time, but... it is acceptable!
From the beginning to the end, the Prime Minister You Fengya watched this scene coldly.

As soon as the sword cultivator moved, he immediately announced coldly: "One hundred thousand sword cultivators disobeyed the imperial decree, mutilated the future pillars of the fairy kingdom, and killed innocent people indiscriminately. This is an unforgivable crime!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and declared to the dark place!

"Zong Shenwei, suppress and destroy it!"

That dark place was the direction where all the Taimiao students fled.

These young people have no intention of fighting at all.

After forcing Jianxiu to do something, they all fled in haste!

In the next moment, a full 50 'Zong Shenwei' wearing heavy armor appeared in front of their eyes!

This is the private army of the Zongshen Mansion. It is composed of the children of the powerful clans in the heavens. They are generally over 20 years old. They have rich combat experience and have been trained all the year round.

Boom boom boom!
50 Divine Guards have found their banner and made their official debut!

Until this moment, a chilling and tyrannical air enveloped the audience!
"Kill traitors, overthrow the stele of swordsmanship!" As the prime minister of a country, You Fengya gave an order, and the 50 divine guards stared at the [-] sword cultivators with chilling eyes, roaring in unison, and attacked!

This scene, which had been prepared for a long time, made the onlookers even more stunned.

"What's going on? Who is treason?"

Many people are confused.

Taimiao students, Zong Shenwei, these are obviously the forces of the Qingye faction, but they are under the banner of Empress Shenxi?
"They use His Majesty's name to overthrow the Stele of Sword Dao, will they make us hate the Empress? Are they treating us as fools?"

"Prime Minister You is courting death!"

"No! This is definitely not his personal behavior..."

At this moment, the public probably still knows what is going on.

"Oops, sword cultivators are going extinct!"

At this hands-on moment, there is another person!
A total of dozens of Zongshenfu Clan Kings came out of Yongle Inn!

hum!
A group of people headed by Ye Qingtian cast a chilling gaze.

"Prime Minister You, what happened?" Ye Qingtian asked coldly.

You Fengya will go through a story.

"Disrespecting the imperial decree, rebelling against the Holy Majesty, and massacring your compatriots, you deserve death!" Ye Qingtian said coldly, and looked at the Sun Sword Saint with burning eyes, "Zong Shenwei, listen to my order, and punish evil for the country!"

"Yes!"

"My Taimiao, I wish to punish evil!"

"My Six Directions Immortal Department, wish to kill evil!"

"Dao Pavilion joins!"

Mu Tianshi and others have successively tried sword cultivators on behalf of Shenxi Immortal Kingdom!

In this way, the situation became very clear, either the Qingye faction was openly treasonous, or Shen Xi really wanted to deal with the sword cultivators!
"punish!"

A group of strong green leaves descended from the sky!

That Ye Qingtian stood with his hands behind his back, sneered at that Sun Juggernaut!

Mu Tianshi, You Fengya, Ye Qingli, and the other three, all with Saint Yuan scrolling, pressed on Nangongxi, You Yue, and Su Lianlian.

More than 50 divine guards and Taimiao students surrounded these [-] sword cultivators!
Among them, the tens of thousands of Taimiao students took advantage of the suppression of the sect guards, and went directly to the back of the stele of swordsmanship.

"The stele of sin is not worthy of standing in the world!"

Li Shishi looked at the billions of desolate and mottled sword marks, and showed a happy smile, "Overthrow it!"

Boom boom boom!
Tens of thousands of Taimiao students gathered all their mana and cast tens of thousands of methods, all bombarding the stele of swordsmanship!

The Stele of the Sword God shook violently, and the ground cracked like a network of fissures!
On the sacred tablet, the sword marks that have been circulating since ancient times, which cannot be wiped out even by wind and rain, exploded into waves of dust under the bombardment of countless Taoism!

"Woooo..."

On the stele, strands of undeserved souls who were immortal for thousands of years let out shrill and bewildered wailings in fright!

They bumped into each other in a panic, staring blankly at those fanatical youths in the fairyland, extremely sad, real blood and tears flowed down this stele, and did not fall to the ground, leaving the Taoism of later generations annihilation.

"Hate! Resent! The most powerful demon in the world will always become a demon with resentment! Including Jin, including you! You have a billion resentments, and you have eternal unwillingness. It is this human race that has treated you badly! It is your descendants who have betrayed you!" You! This sad world is not worthy of your concern, not worthy of your protection!"

"Time has changed you a long time ago. You have watched over thousands of generations in the heavens, but your children and grandchildren have not given you any justice. They even regard you as a sin! Are you sad? Painful? Are you angry! Do you hate? Only by becoming a demon, and only with outrageous resentment, can you make all those who have wronged you pay the heaviest price!"

Li Shishi stood under the shaking stele of swordsmanship, flicked the stele of swordsmanship with his fingers, and smiled bewitchingly.

"You can become a demon if your resentment is not extinguished! Why bother to seek justice for thousands of years? This world will not give you any more, don't think about it, despair! Pain! You can only hate them!"

On the stele of the Dao of the Sword, billions of sword marks trembled, streams of painful blood and tears fell, and the sound of mourning spread across the sky.

It was the collapse of countless years of perseverance, the broken dream of obsession!
"Become a demon, become a demon! You will be the most powerful demon in the world! You will be immortal! You will make all those who betray their faith pay the price..."

Li Shishi's cold laughter, accompanied by the fanatical roar of those Taimiao students, hit the shaking swordsman's stele over and over again.

That stele holding up to the sky is like a living person. Every time it is attacked, a blood pit will be blown out, and human blood will flow down!

woohoo...

The whole monument of swordsmanship was gradually stained with blood, and the remaining one billion souls and obsessions let out a scalp-numbing howl of pain, that kind of despair was heartbreaking...

"God Monument!!!"

Sun Jiansheng, the masters of the three major veins, and one hundred thousand sword cultivators heard the sound, and all their internal organs were weeping blood.

Like crazy, they formed a sharp sword, trying to break through the suppression of 50 divine guards!

Where their sword souls have killed, there are countless dead bodies!

A burst of one hundred thousand sword souls shot, and tens of thousands of divine guards died instantly with headshots!

Such a fierce sword cultivator twitched everyone's hearts at this moment, and even shocked the hearts of those Zong Shenwei who thought they were sure of winning!

but!
There are still too few of them!

"Stop them!"

A roar shook the world, and a Taoist technique formed dozens of storm dragons, which slammed into Sword Saint Sun and the others, sending a group of sword cultivators flying out!

boom!
Ye Qingtian's robe rolled and landed in front of Jiansheng Sun, sneering: "Immortal bastard, you are still unwilling to accompany your family on Huangquan Road, are you still human?"

"Ye Qingtian!" Sun Jiansheng's hair was loose, his eyes were scarlet, he held the three-color sword soul with both hands, and killed him like a madman. Eat the fruit!"

"Hahaha..." Ye Qingtian couldn't help laughing, he sacrificed a dragon-shaped golden mace in his hand, and killed Sun Jiansheng, "The courage of a man explodes at one touch, no wonder you killed the whole family!"

As soon as the words fell, the three-color sword suddenly wiped the dragon-shaped golden mace in his hand, bursting out sparks, killing a bloodstain on his neck, almost piercing his throat!
"Is this old ghost so strong?" Ye Qingtian broke out in a cold sweat from fright, and his anger rose, and then he swirled his holy yuan, and killed Sun Jiansheng with the magic weapon of the dragon-shaped golden mace.

Boom!

Nangong Xi, You Yue, and Su Lianlian fought alone against Mu Tianshi, You Fengya, and Ye Qingli, and they were not at a disadvantage!
One hundred thousand sword cultivators are even more red-eyed, for the obsession in their hearts, they completely put life and death aside!
"kill!"

The bloodiness and anger that they have suppressed for a lifetime burst out at this moment!

Until this moment, all living beings in the heavenly world can think of the fierceness and ferocity of the sword cultivator!
With 10 people, 50 sects were killed, and the guards retreated!

An old man, three women, fighting alone against the rich and powerful in the heavens, against the entire Zongshen Palace!
Wherever the sword went, it was full of blood!

Ye Qingtian frowned deeply!
He greatly underestimated the desperate will of these desperadoes!
"There's no time!" Ye Qingtian stepped back tens of feet, swung the Sword Saint Sun's sword away, and shouted angrily, "Master Li!"

After shouting, he threw a small black ball over.

Hell Wraith!

"call!"

Li Shishi caught the wraith from hell, and smiled even more happily, "Your Majesty, leave it to me!"

After saying that, she turned her head to look at the Stele of the Sword God!
Whoa!
Countless dark red resentful blood flowed down the stele of swordsmanship.

boom--

Under the bombardment of tens of thousands of Taimiao students, this monument of billions of heroes that stood at the gate of heaven for countless years and watched over generations, finally fell under the suppression of dusk and twilight!

A billion faces that did not want to enter reincarnation, at this moment, completely shattered into blood.

Every face is filled with the unwillingness of the ages!

Amidst the dust, Master Li patted the wraith from hell, and said, "Hey, you will lead the billions of resentments next, and you will become the strongest demon. When you wreak havoc on the heavens, please be sure to put all the sins to death." , on Shen Xi's head."

"Woooo!"

Although the faces of the ghosts from hell made this sound, they were extremely fanatical.

Zizizi!
It has been completely integrated into the Stele of the Sword Dao and has become a part of the Stele of the God of Sword Dao!

boom -

The Stele of the Sword God completely fell down.

At that moment, the world fell silent.

All the fighting, blood, and corpses seemed to be frozen in time.

Only the hearts of the sword cultivators are still cracking.

"Woooooooo..."

On the fallen Sword God Monument, a bloody monster let out a shrill cry and slowly crawled out...

(End of this chapter)