As mentioned above, there are seven ambassadors in the Soul Leaving Sect, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, distributed in various regions of Shenzhou. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info and they are not the most powerful existence, the elders of the four halls of the Soul Sect, second only to the sect master, are extremely mysterious.

In the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the old man of the sword idiot is the ancestor of the sect, and the cultivation of the sword path has reached the peak, which has long exceeded the scope of the true qi of the martial artist. In the Lingwu Empire, even half of Shenzhou, he is also the number one person in the row.

But at this moment, he was like a small ant, pinned down by a big black phantom hand. In an instant, the true qi in the body was completely locked and imprisoned, unable to function at all, and a feeling of horror poured out from the depths of the soul.

"Who the hell are you? How could you easily break into my Ten Thousand Swords Sect? This is absolutely impossible!" Using all the strength of his body, the old man of the sword idiot widened his eyes, trying to see the person in front of him clearly, but he couldn't see anything except a vague black shadow.

"Hehe... Isn't it impossible? Old fellow, your character will always be like this, and you don't want to admit the facts that are in front of you. It's impossible to come in, so who are you subject to now? Ten Thousand Swords Sect, no longer the glory it used to be!"

The black air was shrouded, and the void and reality were opened. The whole body is aggregated and scattered, and it is impossible to fathom at all. Listening to this person's tone, he seemed to know a lot about the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and even the development history of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

"You really want to know who I am? Sword idiot old man, don't think that if you sit on the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, you will be invincible in the world. Your current cultivation is only visible among the tiny human beings, and in the present where there are many races, you are not vulnerable at all!"

Telling the truth in one sentence is the sorrow of being an ordinary warrior. No matter how advanced the martial arts cultivation is, after all, it can only stand at the peak of the human race, and it is still a little weaker to compete with other races.

After all, the power of bloodline is a chasm that human beings cannot cross. The Demon Race, the Soul Race, the God Race, and even a race that seems weak in these races can also surpass the human warriors.

"Ah...... Yes...... Ah......h

Suddenly, the old man of the sword idiot roared wildly, regardless of the bulge of the green tendons on his body, and no matter the true qi was locked, resulting in the distortion of his expression, this matter was a fact that the old man of the sword idiot had never wanted to face, and it was unacceptable to be placed in front of him like this.

"Huh...... Why? Grandmaster, I can't stand this little stimulation? Sword idiot old man, I think you can only be in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect for a while, and you can't get on the world stage!"

This is the psychological tactic that the Soul Leaving Sect is best at, no matter how strong the person is, as long as he starts from the psychology and breaks through their psychological defense, once it collapses, it will be very easy to control, Ten Thousand Swords Sect, it must be taken as soon as possible!

"Who the hell are you? Why do you know so clearly? Say, say quickly!" For so many years, the old man of the sword idiot has been looking for an opportunity to break through, looking for an opportunity to touch another new realm, but he has never succeeded.

Who is this mysterious person, and he can easily capture the most untouchable weakness in his heart. Even if it's death, he's going to figure it out. His hands were forcibly raised, and there was an extra drop of blood on his fingers: "Say! Otherwise, even if it is ashes, I will find a backer!" The blood turned into a blood mist in his hand, ready for the final blow.

"Huh...... You're so desperate to know who I am, and it's no wonder you don't remember me after all these years. When you ruthlessly expelled me back then, you didn't even think about the old feelings at all!"

With a wave of the robe, the black qi dispersed, and the face of a middle-aged man appeared. On the left side of his face, there were several deep scars, which looked like they were caused by a sword: "You don't remember me, you always remember it!"

glared at the old man fiercely, pointing to the scars on his face: "I am your unsuccessful and untalented disciple, and my only disciple." Abolish cultivation and expel the teacher, you have done enough!"

The strength in his hand increased a little more: "What's the matter? I'm surprised? Old thing, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have joined the Soul Leaving Sect, and I also achieved the position of an elder, endured the severe pain of the heart, and fused with the evil demon beast!"

Bang! Boom! With a release of his hand, he threw the old man out of the sword and slammed it into the ground. Poof, spurting out a mouthful of blood, his body seemed to fall apart: "You are... Leave the sorrow... I can't believe that you're not dead yet......"

"Haha...... Ha ha...... You're not dead, how dare I die first?" The afterimage flashed and appeared in front of the old man who was a sword idiot: "I won't kill you, but I want you to watch your disciples die in front of you one by one!"

The sleeve robe waved again, and the vigor swayed. All the disciples on the square in the front yard were suddenly locked by a huge momentum, and at the same time they were pulled into the air: "I've been waiting, I've been waiting, I've been waiting, I've been waiting for this opportunity!"

From the very beginning, the Soul Leaving Sect was forbearant and ready to go. Finally launched the action, and Li Chou knew that sooner or later it would be the turn of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Now the opportunity has finally come, he wants to shroud the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect in blood, this is revenge!

At this time, the many martial artists gathered at the gate of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were also dumbfounded when they saw this scene. This aura was very familiar, and it was obviously the means of the Soul Leaving Sect. It turns out that it's not that you don't shoot, but you save it until the end!

When everyone reacted and wanted to escape, countless black-robed people appeared densely in the sky. With a shock of the weapon in his hand, a large number of cultivators were killed on the spot, and the bloody killing began!

Bang, bang, bang! Explosions kept coming, and the sky was filled with blood mist. The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect did not have the slightest power to parry, and they were surrounded by the people of the Soul Sect, like ants, and could only be slaughtered.

Sect Master Yuanhong held a long sword, condensing Gang Qi with sword qi, and he could protect himself: "Don't deceive people too much!" The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and he couldn't get close to him at ten meters, and the black-robed man was constantly blasting.

At this time, Li Chou was still controlling the old man of the sword idiot, and a picture appeared in front of his eyes, in which what flashed was the picture of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect blasting one after another, dying, turning into a blood mist, and having no power to resist.

"You...... The old man hated you so much, he should have killed you directly, but now he is really in endless trouble!" Paralyzed on the ground, the sword broke, the blow to him was already great, and the psychological defense line was also broken, and now it is not vulnerable at all. Li Chou lowered his head and grabbed his neck, and smiled coldly: "I regret it now, it's too late!"

With a twist of his body, he spread his hands and stood in the center of the courtyard of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect: "I swore at the beginning that one day I would personally take it back here." What is owed to me, I will use the entire sect to repay. ”

The bloody slaughter continued, not only the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but even those martial artists on the rivers and lakes could not escape their doom this time. The methods of the Soul Leaving Sect, everyone understands, and it is already a common thing for rivers of blood to flow!

"Ah...... You...... I swear that if anyone is able to turn the tide now, I will keep the lifeline of my Ten Thousand Sword Sect. Then from now on, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect will obey him as the Lord!

As soon as the words fell, a figure appeared in the sky above the sect. The afterimage flickered, and it fell quickly: "Senior, what you said is true? No matter what, I am serious, this Ten Thousand Swords Sect, I will accept it unceremoniously!"