In front of the eyes of the magic created by the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect, more Heavenly Sword Divine Sect's swordsmen are passing through the barrier and coming to Planet Hope 2.

When they arrived, they still looked invincible, but when they arrived, they were stunned by the tragic scene in front of them.

Not far away, the whole land was disshaped, and the land that should have been covered with grass and trees has now been turned over like a ploughed field!

What's even more terrifying is that fragments of the White Clothes of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect can be seen everywhere, and the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect who greeted them are covered in blood and embarrassed like beggars.

"What's going on?" A disciple of the Heavenly Sword God Sect who had just arrived, after being taken aback, grabbed the female swordsman who greeted him and asked.

The female swordsman who was asked couldn't help crying at once, and it was called a pear blossom with rain: "Senior brother! We've died so many of our fellow disciples! Those damn thieves...... Please, brothers, avenge us! ”

Hearing this news, the new masters of the Heavenly Sword God Sect all showed shocked expressions on their faces.

To be able to beat so many swordsmen like this at once is really unheard of in a thousand years. Since they joined the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect, they have never encountered such a strange thing.

"This ...... How is this possible......" A Heavenly Sword Divine Sect's swordsman walked quickly to the side of a new grave, looking at the flying sword inserted in front of the new grave, his eyes were full of disbelief.

He looked at the new grave in one breath, but he couldn't see the end of the grave! Looking at it, there are 180 of them in this cemetery!

"You mean? When we first came here, we had already killed hundreds of our fellow disciples? The swordsman looked at the junior sisters who came to greet them and said coldly.

If the aborigines here dared to resist the rule of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect in this way, then he would have to kill all these disobedient guys!

The only female swordsman who didn't cry heard this question, and her tears suddenly couldn't stop: "Senior brother...... Where are the hundreds...... These are just the ones that have been recovered and buried here...... If you can't find the body, I'm afraid there are still seven or eight hundred people......"

"Huh?" Hearing this answer, the eyes of the newcomer swordsman widened. He suspected that he had misheard the answer, so he quickly asked again: "How much?" ”

"Senior brother! We came here with Master, and thousands of people from the same sect have fallen! The female swordsman snorted and was about to lean on her brother's shoulder and cry for a while.

The handsome male swordsman looked at another petite junior sister, stretched out his hand to support her shoulder, and comforted: "Don't cry!" There's a senior brother here! Senior brother, I will avenge you! ”

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The white-haired old man tidied up his robe, and looked at the thousands of disciples who had finished lining up and regained their strength, with a distressed look on his face.

He took his disciples and grandchildren on an expedition to this new blessed land, and in less than a day, he lost more than a thousand people!

That's almost one-eighth of his combat strength! If he loses some more, he will even have to ask the sect for help!

Thinking of this, there was a trace of anger on the old man's face, what he wanted to do now was to take revenge! Slaughter all the original natives in this world and avenge your dead disciples!

"Liu Qi! You take 500 people and go east! Kill gods when you meet gods, and kill demons when you meet demons! Now that he has stabilized his position, the white-haired old man began to prepare to arrange a counterattack.

His tactic is very simple, that is, attack from all sides, eradicate the local bastards he sees, and leave no one behind!

The apprentice whose name was called immediately stepped forward and hugged his fists, bowed his head and promised, "Disciple takes orders!" Master, don't be impatient! Wait for the good news from the disciples! ”

With that, he gathered all 500 swordsmen and quickly left the makeshift camp. The tents here are not fully set up, and the fence around them has not been closed.

The reason why such a camp was built in the same place was to temporarily house those injured comrades, who did not have the consciousness of evading the coordinates of missile attacks, and naturally did not think of quickly changing places to set up camp.

Just when the white-haired old man was about to find another disciple and go to another direction to start attacking, he felt that something above his head was rushing towards him!

"Again?" The old man in white frowned, sacrificed his flying sword, and looked up at the sky. This time, he planned to take it upon himself to fight the incoming weapons.

As a result, the black objects that came at the attack, after swooping down to the front, exploded in the sky and turned into a brilliant flame.

"That's it?" Such a thought suddenly popped into the mind of the old man in white. As he prepares for a big fight, the opponent's attacks don't seem to be so sharp.

It's a matter of course to think about it, if the opponent's attack has always been so terrifying, then he doesn't have to continue to hold on to this battle.

As long as there are a few more deadly attacks like the first round, his old bones will probably have to be collected by others.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly felt that he had the truth: the first round of attacks was devastating, the second round of attacks was just strong and abnormal, and the third round of attacks became so anticlimactic......

I'm afraid it's just a blow, and then it will decline, and then it will be exhausted, right? The old man in white felt that this was the normal way of thinking, and the other party's three-plate axe was almost used up!

Just when the old man in white felt that his opponent was finally weak, near the fire that exploded in the air at a height of dozens of meters, a white-clothed swordsman suddenly felt that his body seemed to be ...... Something is starting to go wrong.

He looked up at his fellow door opposite him with some horror, and found that the other party was clutching his chest and looking at him in surprise.

"Something is wrong......" This was what he wanted to say, but his voice turned into a gibberish to the ears of others not far away: "Ba Daji......"

He opened his mouth, and when he tried to continue talking, his saliva was already flowing unconsciously. The muscles in his face began to twitch, and his respiratory system had begun to stop working.

The other white-clothed swordsman standing beside him had begun to vomit incessantly at this time, while the people who were farther away began to feel that something was wrong with their bodies at this time......

"Something is wrong!" Finally, several white-clothed swordsmen who were farther away realized the seriousness of the problem and shouted out words that should have been shouted a long time ago.