Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 300 Qingyun Sect, it's over
Mo Lin held Dongyue Dao in his hand and chopped down a disciple of the Qingyun Sect. The Wuhun Prisoner Dragon Lock drew a graceful arc like a spirit snake and bound the legs of another Qingyun Sect elder who was trying to escape, throwing him away. To the mid-air.

puff!
A blue throwing spear pierced deeply into the heart of the Qing Yunzong elder with a screaming sound, and fell into the lake with his body.

In the joint battle on the island for more than two months, the cooperation between the eight black spirit demons headed by Rob and the barbarian warriors of the Sword God Legion has reached perfection.

Already familiar with combined swords, the barbarian warriors who can slash a combined sword with just two or three people are undoubtedly a group of moving meat grinders.

On the ground battlefield, after wearing the 480-jin heavy-faced armor specially made for them, martial arts below Wu Zong could not bring any damage to the barbarian fighters at all.

And when the fifty barbarian warriors hugged into a group, their combat power suddenly increased exponentially, and the surging sword energy danced wildly, and even the third and fourth level Wuzong powerhouses did not dare to resist.

The ground has become a sword testing field for the Sword God Legion, but the sky has completely fallen under the control of the Black Spirit Demon.

The black goblins live off the ore found in the ground.

The blue throwing spears they used were condensed from the natal martial soul, and each one weighed forty or fifty catties.

Throwing it with all its strength, it can easily fly over a distance of 500 meters, and the instantaneous force generated is [-] to [-] jin, which can penetrate even a tower shield made of fine steel, not to mention the fragile body of an ordinary martial artist.

As long as someone is in the air, they will throw spears in the first time. Their innate talent for throwing makes them rarely miss. Occasionally, if one or two misses, the companions next to them will quickly make up the knife. It is not as good as the masters of the Heartless Sect on the ground, once they are shot, they will never be spared.

Seeing those fellow disciples who were trying to attack with the advantage of the air being shot down like birds, no one dared to take off easily.

After Mo Lin discovered this phenomenon, he tied the disciples of the Qingyun Sect with prison dragon locks and threw them into the sky. With the help of the black spirit demon's throwing spear, he quickly harvested the lives on the ground.

Cutting the weeds requires eradicating the roots, and he has no compassion for Mo Lin, a member of the three major sects.

More than half of the disciples of the Qingyun Sect who came to Qixing Island to hunt for treasure this time did not participate in the battle of the Jueqing Sect that day, but in Mo Lin's heart, everyone in the three major sects deserved to die. A kind of pleasure to vent grievances.

"Sovereign, elders of the Unfeeling Sect, senior brothers and sisters, have you seen it? Mo Lin avenged you, and I swear, I will use 10 heads from the three major sects and [-] elites from the palace to be buried with you, and let them pay for your death. To pay the price in blood for the crime, to kill one person is a crime, to slaughter ten thousand people is to be a hero, I, Molin, will do that ten thousand people today!"

Mo Lin roared in his heart, and the bloody battlefield where the Unfeeling Sect was exterminated that day appeared in front of his eyes. The Sword God Legion showed great power on one side, and the Flame Army led by Mu Yao on the other side showed no sign of weakness.

That day when the Heartless Sect was destroyed, a lieutenant general of the Raging Flame Army was deceived by Song Yuanbiao and played the role of an accomplice to the evil. This stupid mistake became the biggest stain on the Raging Flame Army.

The hundred generals of the Raging Flame Army who came to Seven Star Island to hunt for treasure this time were filled with anger. After learning about Song Yuanbiao and the First Prince's plan to exterminate their households, Liang Zhen offered to obey Mo Lin's command unconditionally without hesitation. , and the bloody battle with the three major sects to the end.

All of the Flame Legion are battlefield killers who have come out of the flames of war and the baptism of blood. They are best at large-scale battles between the two armies.

Facing the disciples of the Qingyun Sect who had no organization at all and didn't know how to form troops, they were like a group of lions rushing into the sheepfold, enjoying the joy of slaughter to their heart's content.

The disciples of Qingyun Sect in the east are heading towards the abyss of death step by step, and the disciples of Wanshou Villa in the west are not feeling well either.

This group of guys who are good at manipulating war beasts and fighting against people are miserable when they are harassed by dozens of mutated birds above their heads. I don't know if it's intentional or a coincidence. When he was in the heart lake, the voice of the giant dragon would come over again, and all the war beasts would suddenly feel like they were facing a formidable enemy. They all trembled and turned their heads to look behind. They didn't even have any fighting spirit.

Ordinary war beasts were fine, Xiong Batian had one foot chopped off, and the dragon scorpion with only nine legs was also full of fear at the dragon's voice, allowing Xiong Batian to beat and scold him, and refused to take a step forward.

People in Wanshou Villa don't know that the Seven Star Palace and the surrounding small lakes are the places where Bai Litohong played and lived in the past, and there are traces of his activities everywhere. Although it has been a long time, those smells have long since dissipated. To put it bluntly, the remnant of Longwei is still there, and it is nothing when the white and rosy does not appear, but when he howls and enters the sight of the war beasts, the signal sent reminds them—the small lake in front of him is Lao Tzu territory.

Knowing that in front of Longwei, it would be difficult for the war beast to do anything, Xiong Batian hated in his heart, stomped on the back of the full dragon and scorpion, smashed it into the ground, and shouted: "Give up! Beast, go!"

Without the Beast of War, the strength of the sect members of Wanshou Villa is greatly reduced, but their own cultivation is not much worse than that of other sects. Hearing the shout of the owner, thousands of strong men from the villa roared and waved their hands. With weapons, he rushed towards the herd of beasts attacking the elite of the palace.

Xiong Batian took out a ten-meter-long steel whip, swung it in the air, and made a crisp sound, and was about to attack Lei Huo himself, but when his eyes swept across the eastern sky, he was suddenly stunned, and then , his complexion changed drastically.

"She, is she still alive?!"

Although the Heartless Sect was destroyed, Ouyang Xueqing left an indelible shadow on the three major sects.

In the first battle of the Rueqing Sect, the three sects were responsible for besieging and killing the Rueqing girl, but in the end they fell short, so they had to tell a lie, deceiving Song Yuanbiao that the Rueqing girl had been killed, and thus greatly improved their status in the eyes of the royal family and won the big prize. Prince's reward.

In the eyes of Xiong Batian and others, the heartless girl was poisoned by Tiankui San's incurable poison, and her soul energy was exhausted, and she was seriously injured. Thinking, she actually appeared on Seven Star Island.

The next scene almost shocked Xiong Batian's eyes.

He saw Xiao Yunchu on the Qingyun Sword rushing towards Mo Lin. For some reason, after the two collided strangely four times, Mo Lin, who was supposed to die, not only did not die, but cut off Xiao Yunchu's head with a knife. A column of blood in mid-air, Xiong Batian's heart almost jumped out of his throat.

As soon as Xiao Yunchu died, the disciples of Qingyun Sect were immediately killed and turned on their backs. The tens of meters long sword lights on the ground rose and flickered in Xiong Batian's eyes. Even at a distance of thousands of meters, he could feel the sword lights The terrifying power of light.

There is also the fiery red figure behind Jianguang, which is the Flame Legion that is famous as Yunlan. Ouyang Xueqing, Xiong Batian has already concluded that Qing Yunzong is over.

(End of this chapter)