Ultimate Martial Divine King - C1356 Today I will Slaughter Your Entire Lingyun Sect
C1356 Today I will Slaughter Your Entire Lingyun Sect
An angered and miserable scream resounded, Yuan E’s face suddenly distorted.
Whirlwind wantonly surged out from the black figure’s body. The Devouring Hole of Space was like an abyss that swallowed everything, and the spatial turbulence that intersected within was terrifying enough to mince everything.
“Bam!”
Followed by a heavy explosion sound, a rain of blood and pieces of debris exploded in the sky. Yuan E, who had panicked, flew back in a sorry state.
Looking at his appearance once again, the crowd present all sucked in a mouthful of cold air.
Almost two-thirds of the man’s right arm was gone.
The place where the cut was made was extremely irregular. The flesh was mangled, and the flesh was connected to the tendons. One could even see the white bones.
It was hard to look straight at.
Scarlet blood continuously sprayed out. Yuan E’s eyes were about to crack, his originally imposing and extraordinary features were twisted together. His expression was one of anger, and also incomparably sinister.
“I’ve said it before, today I will slaughter all of the people in your Lingyun Sect.” Chu Hen’s lips curled up slightly, revealing a playful smile like that of a god of death.
The black shadow’s aura gathered together, emanating the power of a Fiendgod.
“You!”
Yuan E’s body trembled, her eyes scarlet red.
In the moment of chaos, Yuan E stared fiercely at the ferocious Dragon Skeleton, as well as the demonic black figure.
A hint of fear flashed in his eyes.
With his haste, Yuan E clenched his teeth and roared.
“I will definitely not let you get away with this! I, Yuan E, will definitely tear all of you into pieces!”
Finished speaking, Yuan E immediately leaped up, turned into a ray of Residual Shadow, and disappeared into the horizon.
Flee!
The head disciple with the strongest Lingyun Sect ran away.
Everyone present was caught off guard by the appearance of this scene.
Qiu Xingyi, Wang Li, Wu Yan and the others were also in a trance.
Lingyun Sect, three strong profound practitioners.
Two died and one fled.
All of them had fallen into Chu Hen’s hands.
And if Yuan E, with his Holy King Stage, wanted to leave, no one would be able to stop him.
In the instant of shock, Qiu Xingyi, Wang Li and the rest of the group simultaneously swept their gazes at the remaining people from the Lingyun Sect, as their pairs of ice-cold eyes revealed indifference.
In an instant, an unprecedented level of fear and panic swiftly spread within the hearts of all the remaining Lingyun Sect participants.
If it was said that the defeat of Li Xiong and Qi Si was not enough to mess them up, then the defeat of Yuan E had directly caused them to sink into an abyss of despair.
Ferocious eyes and a cold smile that radiated a bloodthirsty light were revealed on everyone’s face.
The Lingyun Sect was in complete panic.
No fighting spirit.
“Go, go” a trembling voice filled with fear.
“Retreat!”
Without any hesitation, as if they had lost the general, the people from Lingyun Sect scattered in all directions.
But, how could Martial Sect “magnanimously” allow them to leave?
“Hehe, isn’t it too late to leave now?”
“It’s our turn.”
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
Qiu Xingyi, Wang Li, Wu Yan, Zhao Qingyi and the other Martial Sect disciples all roared loudly.
All the Martial Sect disciples let out angry roars like fierce beasts gathering together.
At this moment, the flames of vengeance spread like wildfire.
Overflowing killing intent overflowed into the sky as countless bloodthirsty figures launched their most ferocious counterattacks.
“Kill!”
“A dog thing that completely slaughters Lingyun Sect.”
“Revenge for our fellow disciples. Revenge for Senior Brother Pei Ye.”
“Kill!”
At this moment, a one-sided slaughter began.
With a heart filled with hatred, flames of vengeance and the endless regret left behind by the seniors of the Holy War Recruitment, everyone turned into life-reaping hunters as they harvested blood from Lingyun Sect’s side.
“Hiss!”
“Swish!”
The sound of the sword slicing through flesh was sharp and clear. The fist, palm, and palm vibrations that broke bones were heavy and violent.
Battle cries, screams, and angry roars interweaved into a magnificent melody.
Every single Martial Sect disciple’s eyes were filled with blood tears.
The accumulated resentment did not hold back in the slightest.
He had been forced into the abyss of despair.
Only by killing until his arms were numb could he vent his hatred.
KILL, KILL, KILL!
A hundred years of hatred and killing intent.
The situation had completely reversed.
The position of the hunter and the prey had been swapped.
The slaughter continued.
Red rain fell and corpses were everywhere.
The lake water of the Heaven End Lake had long since been dyed a sea of blood.
A bloody battle would not end until one side died!
“Aooo!”
The Dragon Skeleton roared into the sky, like a zombie dragon spirit.
She floated in the air above Chu Hen and looked down at the bloody purgatory.
Chu Hen stood in mid air as he observed everything in front of him indifferently.
He was like a king that controlled the deaths of all.
The sky darkened, and blood dyed the sky.
This battle lasted for three days and three nights.
The blade was dull, the grudge was broken.
Everyone in the Martial Sect, had even gone numb from the hand holding their blades.
Even his voice had turned hoarse.
For three whole days, there were no interruptions in the slaughter. When the last enemy on Lingyun Sect was killed, blood dyed the ground a thousand miles away.
The flames of hatred from the prairie burned everything.
Immersed in the carnage, the avenger dies.
The morning of the fourth day!
The ruckus that lasted for a long time gradually died down.
The sunlight of the morning in the sky penetrated through the thick clouds and gradually sprinkled onto the surface of the Heaven End Lake’s water.
Countless corpses floated in the water.
The ferocious beasts that had been eating the corpses were now hiding in the depths of the water.
Such a bloody scene, even the legendary Asura battlefield was only mediocre.
On top of a mountain range to the north of Heaven End Lake.
The people from the Martial Sect were silent.
Everyone just quietly looked at the lake of blood and the people around them.
Almost everyone was covered in blood.
Wounded and exhausted.
They could no longer feel the pain from their wounds. It was as if all the nerves in their bodies had gone numb.
Through the baptism of slaughter and the watering of fresh blood, the temperament of everyone in Martial Sect greatly changed.
Compared to before, everyone’s eyes were cold and sharp.
This was the apathy of a person who had gone through ups and downs, a person who had gone through great sorrow and joy.
He could only watch on helplessly as his comrade was slaughtered. In the short span of three days, he took up his saber without hesitation. Killing was not just a matter of revenge.
Even the “good-for-nothings” like Wu Mian and the others, who were at the bottom, had looks of hostility that they had never had before, in their eyes.
This was a type of sublimation.
It was also a form of growth.
“Hehe, I actually survived!”
Wu Mian laughed dryly, he looked at the people around him, on the day that they came to Myriad Bell City, they still had thousands of comrades, and now, there were only less than a thousand left.
Yet the Holy War Recruitment s were actually so cruel.
“That’s right!” “Even Senior Brother Pei Ye died in battle, the useless ones like us actually survived.”
Although it was a bit self-deprecating, it was mostly relief.
At least he survived.
“Iron door, your arm?” Xiao Yan said worriedly.
The metal door indifferently swept a glance at his empty right shoulder, then shook his head. “It’s fine, this is my honor as a member of Martial Sect.”
Honor!
Wu Mian, Ding Xiaoyun, Wild Monkey and the others could not help but smile at each other.
“That’s right!” Martial Sect, will never be lowered! ”
Xiao Se’s cold wind was a little cold, and the Martial Sect s were like sharp blades that flashed.
Qiu Xingyi, Ye Yao, Long Xuanshuang, Wang Li, Zhao Qingyi, Zhao Qingyi, Zhao Qingcai, Zhao Qingcai, and the rest silently stood behind someone.
At the edge of the cliff, that young figure was like a sculpture, especially his profile. It was as if he had been meticulously drawn with a guillotine blade, giving him an indescribably resolute air.
Looking at Chu Hen’s back figure, everyone could only look at him in admiration.
Even Qiu Xingyi was the same.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that Chu Hen turned the tide alone in this battle.
If not for him continuously killing Li Xiong, Qi Si would not have ended up like this even if he lost to Yuan E.
Everyone had a lot of questions in their minds.
What kind of background did Chu Hen have?
Why did he have such a terrifying trump card?
It was unknown when he learned the “Northern Chen Spell”, which cut down several Genius On Wind And Cloud Ranking s in a row.
Even Martial Sect Sect Master Dongfang Hengzhi had secretly passed down the《 Primordius Art》 to the other party.
However, these questions would only be buried deep within their hearts.
With regards to what Chu Hen had done, those doubts seemed insignificant.
Just then, Chu Hen’s figure moved, and turned around.
Everyone was startled and looked at each other expectantly.
Chu Hen’s aura was a bit cold, and there were a few faint traces of coldness between her brows.
“Big Brother Chu Hen?” Ye Yao said softly.
Long Xuanshuang pursed her red lips and clenched her fists.
Seeing the two girls, Chu Hen’s gaze relaxed a little and he nodded his head, then looked at Qiu Xingyi, Wang Li and the others.
“Let’s treat our wounds first!”
A few of them were startled.
They looked at each other and nodded.
Qiu Xingyi turned to look at Ning Yu, Wu Mian and the others behind him, and said, “Those with lesser injuries will go with us to clean up the corpses of the fellow disciples. Once the Holy War Recruitment is over, bring them back to Sect for burial.”
Falling back to its roots!
The dead never give up on the living!
Everyone in the Martial Sect all took a deep breath, before nodding their heads seriously.
Even if some died in battle, there were still people who collected the corpses.
This was also the only thing that the remaining Martial Sect disciples could do for their comrades who had perished in battle.
“Ai!” Wang Li let out a long sigh, raised his head and looked up to the sky, “It’s such a pity, Pei Ye, I can’t even keep my body.”
When he said that, Wu Yan, Ning Yu, Zhao Qingyi and the rest could not help but shake their heads and sigh, their eyes turning red.
Even though Pei Ye was already detested by other people when it came to Sect, especially Wu Yan, he almost died at the hands of the opponent during the battle of Sect.
But at this moment, all the grudges from the past seemed to have vanished.
All that was left was admiration for Pei Ye.
“He is a hero of Martial Sect,” Zhao Qingcai, who had always disliked Pei Ye, muttered softly.
The lofty sentiments of treading on snow dyed the blue sky, and the heroic souls wrapped around the corpse.
Mournful, desolate, and hopeful.
The smoke dissipated, leaving only the corpses scattered everywhere.
Everyone subconsciously raised their heads to look at the sky. Through the layers of clouds, they could see the vast blue nine heavens. It was as if everything they looked at was infinitely large.
The Holy War Recruitment had not ended!
Lingyun Sect, one more person escaped!
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