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Chapter 698 The Death of Chunyang (1)

Outside Wuliang Mountain, the mountain range where the Chunyang Sword Sect is located is full of lush sky trees. Because there is a spiritual vein sealed underground, there are already many beasts in the mountains, showing vitality. Although most of them have not yet been born with spiritual intelligence, most of them are powerful and have the possibility of advancing into monsters!

However, at this moment, a strong solemn aura appeared on the square in front of the Chunyang Sword Sect, making it silent within a few miles. The sound of insects no longer existed, and the sound of apes cries was gone! At that moment, almost all the people in the Xianwu Cave Heaven heard the orders of the Human Immortals, and everyone knew that the Immortal Sword Sect wanted to destroy the Chunyang Sword Sect! The Immortal Sword Sect was the largest sect in ancient times. Now, for the first time, he immediately made efforts to let the entire Xianwu Cave Heaven see his profound and invincible foundation, and no one can compete with it!

At this time, except for leaving a few elite disciples on the Sword Relationship Peak, the other Chunyang disciples all appeared in the square to face the powerful enemies, with a solemn look on their faces. As disciples of the Chunyang Sword Sect, they should be generous, and even if they lose, they will stand and die! In front of thousands of Chunyang disciples are the guardian elders of the Chunyang Sword Sect such as Feng Tianxing, all of whom have cultivation levels above the Fasting Realm, and behind them are the cultivators of the Lingxu Realm such as Ke Feiyang, and after that, the other ordinary disciples are.

Everyone could feel a strong murderous intent coming from a distance. The murderous intent and momentum were enough to scare everyone, because each murderous intent represents the existence of a king in the fasting realm. It was easy for a king to kill them, such fasting, and it was easy for them to be called Feixia. Pressing a palm can make all of them call Feixia. However, no one of the thousands of disciples here retreated. Everyone had a firm look on their faces, and they were born as a pure Yang person and died as a pure Yang ghost!

Boom! Finally, a supreme divine light descended from a distance on the Chunyang Sword Sect, and dozens of figures appeared. Each of them had powerful magic powers and a strong aura almost crushed the void. He looked at the thousands of disciples below with a cold face, and his face showed disdain.

"If the Immortal Sword Sect has a deep foundation, you can do whatever you want? Is this a fool who is not a man in the Chunyang Sword Sect?" A guardian elder standing beside Feng Tianxing flew up and came to the air, shouting to the countless powerful men in the sky, "If you want to destroy my Chunyang Sword Sect today, will you destroy the three hundred sects in the world tomorrow?"

"Hmph! It's useless to say anything. From today on, the Chunyang Sword Sect will be expelled from the world. All of you will die!" The leader of the Immortal Sword Sect was a young man wearing black armor. He looked cold and conceited. As soon as he finished speaking, he took action and punched it down. Suddenly, an extremely powerful magic power burst out, as if he had hit it directly in one day. With a bang, the body of the guardian elder was smashed into pieces, and blood spilled in the sky, and only a corner of the black robe fell, which was extremely desolate!

"Elder Iron!" An elder was killed, and even his body was not left behind. He was scattered between the world, making everyone feel sad and angry. A cry of sadness came from the square. Everyone was extremely angry. Some monks even began to stimulate their magic power and wanted to kill high above the sky to avenge the Iron Elder! However, some people in the crowd stopped the angry disciples under the sect. They had plans in advance, not to fight against the enemy, but just to delay time and wait for rescue!

"Junior Brother Chen is so angry. Since the Chunyang Sword Sect is destined to be destroyed today, do you still care about this time? The old man just now has a good cultivation level. He should catch it and question it first to see if the Chunyang Sword Sect has any immortal treasures. It is no matter how many years passed down, it is a great sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. It is impossible for him to have no treasures!" A red-haired man standing behind couldn't help but shake his head and said when he saw this.

"It's no wonder. Junior Brother Chen's father had just sat on the position of leader of the Sword Alliance and was killed in the Chunyang Sword Sect not long after. The martial arts golden sword was broken. How could he not be angry?" A person next to the red-haired man said immediately after hearing this, "And Junior Brother Chen had just entered the fasting some time ago. In order to achieve the title of King as soon as possible, he made up his mind to go directly to the Netherworld Acupoint to receive the initiation. Now I don't know how much pain I suffered before I finally achieved the title of King. How could it be that I have no temper?"

"I remember you! You are Shen Langtao's eldest son!" At this moment, a cultivator in Lingxu who was standing not far from Ke Feiyang suddenly spoke and flew to the other party and said, "Three years ago, I saw you in the Great Wilderness,

"So what if I have seen me? Something like ant is trying to make friends in front of me?" Junior Brother Chen, wearing black armor, looked cold and glanced at the other party and pointed it out directly. Suddenly, a supreme sword energy roared out of the other party's hand and shot towards the other party!

Puff! A bloody light burst out, and the opponent's sword energy instantly pierced the eyebrows of the Lingxu realm cultivator, almost exploding his entire head. His blood-stained body fell rapidly from the void, and a piece of dust splashed with a bang!

"Senior Brother Zhang!" Seeing the young monk's death, a miserable cry came from the square. A group of young monks rushed forward and surrounded the young monks. Even if the other party was dead, they vowed to protect the other party's body! The kings in the sky only took a few breaths from the appearance of the kings. The Chunyang Sword Sect had two deaths in battle, and they were all killed with one blow, and they even had time to resist. This made everyone present know the difference between them and the other party. If the other party really started killing them, it would be useless and they would be slaughtered!

Feng Tianxing's face was dark. He didn't know whether the decision to let so many disciples behind him accompany him to die was correct. If no miracle happened, the Chunyang Sword Sect might really be expelled from the world! But he also had his own decision. As long as he could protect the people on the Sword Relationship Peak, the Chunyang Sword Sect would never break the inheritance!

"Your Immortal Sect Master was beaten by our First Guest in Wuliang Mountain like a dog that was a broken family. You were so angry that you came to us to show off your power? If you were really capable, why wouldn't you dare to enter Wuliang Mountain to help your Sect Master? In the eyes of our First Guest, you are no different from a waste!" Someone shouted in grief and anger among the crowd, and while speaking, he suddenly soared into the sky and flew towards the other party.

"The pearl of rice grains shines brightly?" Junior Brother Chen's face turned gloomy when he heard this. The armor took a step forward in a light move, and instantly evolved a huge palm that shook and pressed towards the other party, trying to pinch it into the void!

Seeing the opponent's big hand attacking, the monk smiled bitterly, and a brilliant light suddenly rose from his dantian, and then rushed into the other party's palm and exploded. A bang sounded like a gorgeous firework blooming, and the bright red blood dyed the sky red!
Chapter completed!
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