Martial Arts Break the World

The golden armor bestowed upon him by the Human Emperor further accentuated his young and handsome demeanor, his imposing and domineering aura, as though he was unrivalled in the world.

Although the nine Martial Saints did not place this little brat in their eyes, the Human Emperor had given the order to listen. After Jun Linyue had arranged the battle, he was prepared to launch an all-out attack on the Netherworld Sect in the evening.

As for the Nether Sect, under Lin Guangxuan's lead, they began to disperse the crowd. In the vast Nether Sect, the Three Peaks, which used to have almost ten thousand people, now only had around two thousand people left. These people carried their luggage and began to descend the mountain. A portion of the people were unwilling to leave and were willing to die to protect the Nether Sect. Those that Lin Guangxuan couldn't defeat were all kept behind.

In the evening, the mountain road was bumpy. The disbanded members of the church all lit torches, lighting up the mountain road. In the distance, the nine Martial Saints rode their red stallions, leading the three thousand elite warriors through the ruins of the border city towards the three peaks of the mountain outside the city.

Although it was grand and majestic, no one took the Nether Sect seriously. When they got close to the sect, someone noticed the flames moving on the mountain. When they looked closely, they realized that it was the dittos holding torches walking along the mountain path.

This caused Jun Lin Yue to be extremely puzzled. Behind him, he signaled the team behind him to stop. At this moment, a purple light flashed on the peak of the mountain.

Jun Lanyue saw the crowd raise their torches. An image flashed past Jun Lanyue's mind, this violet light seemed to have some sort of special meaning to it. This time, the main branch sent out all the generals from the Nine Prefectures, and they couldn't help but gather.

It definitely wasn't just the matter of the Nether Sect being exterminated. A general at the Martial Saint level could easily flatten the Three Peaks with just two or three generals. However, why would the Human Emperor exclude so many Martial Saints? Jun Lin Yue stared at his elder brother.

At this time, like the other Martial Saint generals, Jun Lin Ao was riding a horse with dignity akin to an Empyrean. His appearance was extraordinary. Even the tiny Unholy Sect in their eyes didn't have the slightest trace of weariness.

Although the border city was said to have been taken over by the Nether Sect, in reality, for several days, this place had been covered in smoke. The walls were broken, and there were no signs of human life.

After crossing a small river, the Sanfeng Mountain could be seen through the chaotic streets and the green wheat fields outside the city.

At this moment, Jun Lin came to a halt.

The nine generals behind him and the three thousand elite soldiers behind him also stopped.

The crowd turned to look at Jun Lin Yue who had reined in his horse. On both sides of him, there were two personal bodyguards.

Jun Lanyue replied, "Brothers, brothers." "With the Three Peaks right in front of us, we can wipe out the Nether Sect in one fell swoop, I hope we can quickly attack and retreat. The celebration wine in the city has already been arranged, the green plum is still cooking, and when the plum is ready and the strong wine is boiling, it will be time for our triumphant return!"

The thousand soldiers behind him answered in unison. Their voices reverberated for hundreds of miles, as if the mountains were toppling and the seas were overflowing. Jun Lin Yue flung up his cloak and urged his horse to gallop!

The Nine Lives Great Generals behind him looked at each other, then they shot their whips up and the troops behind them all ran away.

All of a sudden, dust flew everywhere, and the plants on both sides were shocked.

The high morale in the distance made it impossible for Lan Yun, the leader of the Nether Sect, to not know about it. The three peaks were now deserted. Everyone was being dispersed. Only a few people who had pledged their life to protect the Nether Sect were guarding the peaks.

How could Lan Yun leave first? This was the Nether Sect that he had single-handedly created for the past hundred years. Although its strength was incomparable to the mysterious sects left behind by the ancient times, it was still his life's work.

Lin Guangxuan had already left the Netherworld Sect and was following a small path at the back of the mountain to escape in the northwest direction. But Lin Che did not follow him. It would be the same as killing her.

There was no way that the Great Yang would let anyone off the face of the underworld.

Everyone on the peak of the mountain had faces full of rage and courage. But soon, the sound of fighting could be heard. Many of the members of the church who were being dispersed on the hillside were cut down by the great general, and their corpses fell off the cliff.

The three thousand elite warriors behind him rushed to the top of the mountain like the wind. Wherever they went, as long as there were people from the Nether Sect, they would be killed.

Soon, the summit reached its peak. Several rows of men in black stood guard at the intersection. They were pushed back by the invisible waves of air and fell to the ground dead.

Over the dead body on the ground, a guard wearing bright silver armor came in and punched the heavy and heavy fist on it. The soldier lost his balance, took a few steps back, and then fell down the stairs.

Instantly, a wave of shouts sounded out. Behind him, the remaining people of the Nether Sect were making their last struggles and revels.

But if you knock down one, there will be more people attacking you,

After all, the black cloud had been cultivating for many years. With a change in the shape of a fist, the black cloud moved swiftly and gracefully, striking the soldiers who were still struggling to stand firm. Immediately, a row of soldiers fell to the ground.

At this time, a wind appeared under his feet, and sparks flew as his body floated in the air. He put his hands together, and with a 'boom', rocks flew everywhere, and dust flew into the air as he struck towards the mountain peak entrance.

A long black whip with sparks on it appeared in the hands of the black cloud.

Everyone was shocked. Seeing this scene, Lan Yun, who was being surrounded by people in layers behind him, could not help but sigh. He said, "I should have known that this child has already mastered the art of using Xuan Artifacts. It's just too bad …"

Before he finished speaking, a golden light flashed and the long spear was like a meteor falling to the ground, like the roaring of the blazing sun. The dazzling light illuminated the mountain peak, and a person flew down from the sky.

The black cloud was hit and it fell to the ground a few meters away. Who knew how many bones in his body had been broken? The long whip in his hand started to shoot sparks and gradually disappeared. The Xuan Qi disappeared, and the Xuan Artifact disappeared.

He landed on the ground and looked. With a strange smile on his face, he threw his golden spear behind him. A soldier caught it and stood aside. The soldiers behind him all came through the entrance.

Around the summit, there was a portion of the mountain rocks that rose dozens of feet into the air. On the top of the mountain, there were pine, grass, insects, birds, and even caves.

A flat land in the middle was made of bluestone bricks, and it was arranged in an orderly manner. Around the small pavilion, a mountain spring was slowly flowing.

The young man that landed on the ground was none other than the Great Yang, the Black Tortoise Lord, Lin Yue.

Jun Lin laughed, "Sect Leader of the Unholy Cult?" I have heard a lot about you! " He deliberately bowed. Someone wanted to take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, but someone beside him held him back. However, all of this was seen by Jun Linyue.