I'm picking up attributes in the wasteland

Chapter 222 One Hundred Thousand Disciples One Hundred Thousand Swords

Leng Qiu stared at Leng Feiyang for a long time, and had to admit that his city was too deep.

As the head of an eighth-rank sect, he is extremely powerful, but he is willing to be the head of an ordinary family.

Xinxing is not something ordinary people can have.

"Although the process is thrilling, the rewards are huge! The Leng family, I don't worry anymore! Let's go and go to East England!"

Leng Qiu was worried that the Leng family would be found by the enemy.

Thinking about the eldest and second ancestors of the Leng family in the cemetery, and thinking about Leng Feiyang in front of him, there is really nothing to worry about.

Seeing him coming back, Leng Feiyang left in a hurry, knowing in his heart that he must be resentful towards him, and said in a deep voice:
"Son, one day you will understand my difficulties! You go!"

Many things cannot be forced.

Leng Qiu left through the air, and Qi Sheng was beside him.

He knew in his heart that the Leng family was afraid of the masters who had wiped out the Xuanhuang Continent. Their strength was too terrifying, and they couldn't beat them now.

Be careful and never overdo it.

However, there are still some grudges in my heart.

It has been more than a month since he disappeared.

Some people in the sect relaxed their vigilance without any news of him.

For example, sects such as Tianjian Pavilion, Frozen Pavilion, Yushouzhai, etc., felt that he had killed the biggest enemy and suffered damage, so they would not take revenge on them immediately.

But they didn't know that on this day, Leng Qiu came to the Nether Sect, a sect affiliated with Tianjian Pavilion.

The glory of the sect has long been lost here, and few people can be seen here, making it look desolate.

In particular, they still practice Yin and evil skills, revealing a gloomy and cold aura everywhere.

"Master, have they offended you? I'll kill them!"

When Qi Sheng saw the Nether Sect, he knew that Leng Qiu was serious about revenge, and he still wanted to settle accounts with them despite the past.

He hurried forward to express his loyalty, hoping to get rid of all the hatred in his heart.

"Go and have a look, not a single one is left! I guess there is nothing left now!"

Leng Qiu stood on the substantial bridge, with his hands behind his back, as if he was strolling in the garden, entering the Nether Sect.

As soon as they passed by, only a few crows were startled, and they flew into the distance with a croaking sound.

The shade of the trees swayed, and the wind gusts.

Qi Sheng was very fast, turning around the eight peaks in front of him.

The caves, palaces, and houses were all turned around, full of panic before people left, tables and chairs were overturned, and the ground was in a mess.

Only a few old people, people from nearby families, wanted to come to pick up some bargains, but they were caught and sent to the front of the Nether Sect's main hall.

Leng Qiu is here, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the plaque of the Nether Sect, which has spider webs on it.

"Master, they must have been running away for a while, they are all rubbish!"

Qi Sheng threw the 32 people he had captured on the ground, cupped his hands and said to Leng Qiu.

Be respectful.

"Kill it, destroy the sect! They even demolished the mountain guard array, so why keep it!"

With Leng Qiu's indifferent words, she slowly got up and walked away into the distance.

"Forgive me, we are just from a nearby family..."

"Who are you and why did you kill us? Is it wrong to come here to pick up trash?"

Hearing his words full of killing intent, everyone present panicked and begged repeatedly.But it was useless, in order to wash away his original attitude, Qi Sheng didn't leave any of them behind.

A palm fell, leaving no survivors, all of them were sent to the Nether Palace, smashing the main hall.

Immediately, he chased after Leng Qiu's figure.

The two were extremely fast, and soon rushed to the Tianjian Pavilion, and saw 36 mountain peaks, like 36 sky swords rising from the sky, standing on the ground.

In the middle of all the peaks, there is an attic floating in the sky, which is Tianjian Pavilion!
The mountain protection formation has already been activated, and on each mountain peak, there are countless flying swords moving back and forth.

Tianjiange, which is at the same level as Luofengling, did not escape, but was actively preparing for the arrival of Leng Qiu.

The moment they saw the two people appear, the sound of swords resounded instantly from the mountain peak, resounding throughout the Tianjian Pavilion.

Humans appeared all over the mountains and plains, with flying swords floating in front of them, looking solemnly at Leng Qiu and Qi Sheng who were motionless in the sky.

From the Tianjian Pavilion above the mountain peak, a middle-aged man walked out, wearing a white robe and carrying three long swords on his back, staring at Leng Qiu and said:

"Leng Qiu, are you really going to kill them all? My Tianjian Pavilion Liantian Great Elder is dead, why should I be aggressive?"

With a look of sorrow and aggrieved expression on his face, the majestic eighth-rank sect has been persecuted to the present level by one person.

Leng Qiu was neither happy nor sad, looked at him lightly, and said:

"Am I aggressive? At the beginning, you Tianjiange people coveted my treasures, but I killed you. I didn't bother with you, but you besieged Qingyunzong again, and forced me. Isn't this an inch and kill them all? You should Educate yourself right."

The indifferent voice is telling a fact.

"You bullied me one after another, and didn't allow me to take revenge? What's the reason? Today is the day of your Heavenly Sword Sect's death!"

Leng Qiu's words were cold and ruthless, but with boundless domineering, as if they were telling a fact.

"I, someone in Tianjian Pavilion did something wrong, but it shouldn't affect [-] innocent disciples! Please forgive me!"

The person who spoke pointed to all the sect disciples on the ground and argued hard.

Leng Qiu was unmoved, and said coldly:

"You mean, the disciples of Tianjian Pavilion shouldn't die, but the tens of thousands of disciples of Qingyun Sect should die?"

In a word, he was so suffocated that he couldn't speak.

They are also human beings, have they ever cared about the hearts of the weak?

"Fighting is fighting, and we are not people who are afraid of death! One hundred thousand disciples and one hundred thousand swords, the swords and swords will not be returned lightly if they are stained with blood!"

Some disciples shouted below, ready to face Leng Qiu.

The flying swords in front of everyone were trembling, almost flying out to fight.

"Yes, suzerain, let's fight to the death, we can't weaken the prestige of Tianjian Pavilion!"

"He is alone, our hundred thousand disciples, fight!"

"Even if you die, you will not regret it, and you will never give in!"

I have to admit that the aura of Tianjiange, with the determination to die, wants to fight.

Whether it is the will to die that has been cultivated for many days, or the mentality of the sect, it is enough to make people feel the will in it.

Go all out and fight to the death.

"What are you guys? How dare you talk to your master like that, are you getting impatient?"

Faced with their shouting posture, Qi Sheng's face was hot, and his heart felt sour, and he yelled suddenly.

When he met Leng Qiu, he didn't even try to stop him, he just surrendered out of fear of death.

But many Tianjiange disciples at the scene, knowing that they must die, still desperately slapped him in the face.

In contrast, the gap is too large.

"You are nothing, but a dog beside Leng Qiu! I will kill you first today!"

The middle-aged man in white robe standing opposite, with endless anger on his face, roared loudly.

In an instant, five clusters of divine fire appeared in front of him, three Taoist palaces, the true essence was circulating, and a blood-red long sword rushed out with an icy cold light.

"Daogong Sanzhong, dare to challenge me? Qilin Tatian!"

Seeing that the opponent's strength was not as good as his own, Qi Sheng regained his spirits instantly.

While roaring, his body suddenly moved forward, his right foot flew out, and the entire space was almost exploded, turning into a thick unicorn's leg, which was comparable to a hill, and stepped forward fiercely.

In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, clouds and mist lingered, and they fell heavily towards Tianjian Pavilion.

(End of this chapter)