Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1045 Taiyin seals Shushan

The sharp halberd blade was reflected in the eyes of the five elders of Shushan who fell to the ground, like the sickle of the god of death. Once it fell, it could take away their lives.

The five elders of Shushan were filled with annoyance!
  From the beginning, they should not have sealed each other into the Demon Locking Tower, but should have killed them directly; they should not have practiced the pure method to expel the evil spirits.

As a result, it finally led to the catastrophic disaster today.

Swish!
  The halberd blade fell little by little, and Ming Xiaoyang seemed to deliberately want to let these enemies experience the pain before death.

The halberd blade fell very slowly, very slowly!

Qingwei has been with the four junior brothers for many years, and they have a tacit understanding with each other. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the four junior brothers behind him, and a trace of determination filled his five pairs of old eyes.

"Sword God!"

With a roar, the severely wounded Master Qingwei suddenly jumped up, activated the last mana in his body, and launched the final move of Shushan's sword-controlling technique.

At the same time, Heyang, Canggu, Youxuan, and Jingming also activated the Sword God one after another!
  Sword God!

The most powerful move of Shushan swordsmanship!
  Swish!
  Under the influence of the determination to destroy the cauldron and destroy the boat together, boundless sword energy surged from the broken bodies of the five elders of Shushan.

Clang! Clang! Clang! …

Continuous sword sounds sounded, and hundreds of thousands of immortal swords from Shushan disciples in the field flew up. Under the gathering spiritual energy of heaven and earth, they condensed into countless lightsabers.

The five elders of Shushan give a decisive blow!
  "Brother!" The Evil Sword Immortal, who was standing a hundred feet away behind Ming Xiaoyang, was shocked when he saw this scene and wanted to step forward to help.

Abandoned by his true body, but comforted in the Demon Locking Tower, the Evil Sword Immortal valued his two companions very highly.

His body flashed, trying to rush to Ming Xiaoyang's side and fight side by side.

clang!
  Unexpectedly, under the desperate efforts of the five elders of Shushan, he was no longer able to compete. However, after taking a few steps forward, he was forced back by the ubiquitous sword shadow.

The black clothes transformed by evil spirits were shattered inch by inch under the light of the sword.

"Brother." However, the Evil Sword Immortal didn't care at all and kept rushing inside, determined to save his brother.

The five elders of Shushan did not hesitate to leave their bodies, and at the same time mobilized the sword god to fight Ming Xiaoyang to the death.

The infinite sword light sealed the sky and the earth, sealing off everything within a hundred feet, leaving no chance of escape.

In front of Ming Xiaoyang, the figures of the five elders of Shushan were like feathers of auspicious light, gradually turning into mist, but there was only joy in their expressions.

"Xiao Xie, step back." Sensing the crazy attack of evil energy from outside this world of swords, as well as the trembling of the demon sword on his back, Ming Xiaoyang spent a burst of consciousness to comfort the man hiding in the demon sword. Nightshade among them was transmitting messages to the Evil Sword Immortal outside.

"With this little gadget, it can't do anything to me!"

Clang!
  Before he finished speaking, a cold and dazzling sword light shot out from the sharp blade of the God-Demon War Halberd.

The invisible and qualityless light penetrates everything, just like the bright moon in the sky, shining with boundless clear brilliance.

A halberd turned into a light source comparable to the bright moon.

The fourth of the Thirteen Huangji Styles: The Royal Ji shines into the world and transforms Taiyin!

Click!
  As soon as this move is launched, the endless icy air seals the world and is almost endless, completely submerging everything.

Zizizi!
  The blood-soaked Shushan Mountain instantly turned into a land of ice and snow, with buildings frozen and corpses melted into ice.

The countless sword lights surrounding Ming Xiaoyang were all frozen in front of this move of Huangji Yaoshihua Taiyin.

The fading figures of the five elders of Shushan condensed in place, and finally became five crystal clear statues. Through the solid ice, one can still see the deep unwillingness on the old faces of the five elders of Shushan, headed by Qingwei.

"What a pity. It was a good idea to drag me to death together, but I overestimated my abilities!"

Ming Xiaoyang stood in the ice and snow and commented with regret.

Among the five elders in Shushan, Qingwei, who has the highest level of cultivation, is only in the early stage of spiritual enlightenment, while the remaining four are all in the late stage of knocking the sky.

Even if he explodes with power that is not his own and delivers a fatal blow, it is still equivalent to that of an immortal. With this level of ability, he also wanted to deal with a master who was at the peak of the True Immortal and half-step Mysterious Immortal.

How naive!

Snapped!
  Ming Xiaoyang raised the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand and hit the sword circle around him very casually.

Click!
  The dense sword circle was invaded by external forces, and clearly visible cracks appeared and continued to shatter.

Even the sharp fairy sword cannot avoid it.

Outside the sword circle, the thousands of disciples in Shushan were already exhausted under the siege of the demons in the Demon Locking Tower.

Except for Xu Changqing, who was held in Zixuan's arms, among the remaining disciples, there was no one who could shoulder the important task.

There are still more than a thousand enemies they have to face, and each one of them is eyeing the Shushan disciples with eager eyes, wishing to eat them.

The disciples of Shushan looked at the sword circles formed by their master and the four elders with longing, and there was still a last glimmer of hope in their hearts:
  Perhaps, the leader and the elders can turn the tide!

boom!
  A long sword transformed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the sword of the disciple who died in the battle at Shushan, was broken one after another. The huge sword circle turned into an ice pimple with dazzling light under the intrusion of Taiyin's cold air.

Eventually, the ice lump collapsed, revealing the figure inside.

Ming Xiaoyang, who was dressed in white, handsome and evil, played with the halberd that had dispersed all the light, and stood aside as if nothing had happened.

The five elders of Shushan have turned into five crystal monuments, and the cracks in the broken ice are spreading towards them.

"No!" Suffering from the cold air, Xu Changqing regained consciousness after being less than half recovered from his injuries under Zixuan's care.

At the first glance, he saw his masters. There were cracks all over their bodies. Their eyes were wide-eyed and grief-stricken, almost like a cuckoo crying blood.

He has been a disciple of the Shushan sect since he was a child and followed the five elders of Shushan. Xu Changqing and the five elders of Shushan have a close relationship as father and son.

How could he easily accept that his mentor and even his father died in front of him?

One hand stretched out feebly, and her body struggled violently in Zixuan's arms, trying to rush forward and save her mentor.

"Changqing, don't go there!" Zixuan hugged Xu Changqing tightly to prevent him from dying.

Snapped!
  In the end, the bodies of the Five Elders of Shushan, together with the ice on their bodies, turned into pieces of flesh and blood and fell to the ground.

"Ming Xiaoyang, I want you to die!" The last glimmer of hope was shattered, Xu Changqing stared angrily, like a wounded beast, roaring in a low voice.

The voice was filled with unforgettable resentment and unforgettable hatred!
  "I completely understand." Ming Xiaoyang agreed with his face, "If you don't want to kill me, that's a joke!"

"But with your little ability, even if I give you both hands and feet, you are no match for me!"

Swish!
  Having said this, Ming Xiaoyang glanced at the last few hundred disciples of Shushan who were filled with feelings of fear and hatred.

"Now, I have only one last thing to say to everyone in the Shushan Sect!"

(End of this chapter)