. A few minutes later, there was not a single Lianyun Sect disciple alive on its empty Lianyun Peak.

The corpse lay around, its hot blood melting the snow all over the ground.

The pungent smell of blood filled the air, and looking at the miserable appearance all over the ground, Ye Chen didn't feel anything.

The faces of those female disciples of Xiyue Peak were miserable, and this place was as tragic as hell on earth, and the world was blood-red.

Yue Jingxian looked at the huge Lianyun Peak with cold eyes, a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth, and the sword in his hand slashed out dozens of swords, and the sword qi in the sky poured down, and the sword qi gathered together and shot down on the mountain road.

At this moment, 1, in that square circle, Lianyun Mountain actually collapsed, and was shattered by the sword qi, 1. The spatial cracks were dense, and the spatial turbulence swept away, and it suddenly disappeared.

In a short period of familiarity, the void land within a radius of 1 mile from the center of Lianyun Peak seemed to have been ransacked, and nothing could be seen again.

Lianyun Mountain was instantly split in half.1 An astonishing crack crossed Lianyun Mountain.

The Moon Horror Immortal glanced at the ruined palace, and once again several swords were slashed, and the wooden attic was stirred into sawdust one after another, and in a short period of time within a radius of dozens of miles, it was actually razed to the ground and opened a few meters without leaving a few meters.

As the sun sets, the afterglow of the golden crow shines on the earth, and the purple sword mountain with beautiful mountains and rivers has become a dead mountain in just a few minutes, with blood flowing all over the ground, corpses everywhere, and broken sword weapons everywhere.

Those people from the outer sect who rushed to hear the news all looked at this scene in shock.

Looking at the disciples of the Sword God Sect who were standing on the pile of corpses with swords, Su Yun's face turned a little pale, the strength of this Sword God Sect was too strong.

Holding the sword, the figure of the Moon Terror Immortal emerged, and shouted: "Those who are not from the Sword God Sect retreat a few miles, otherwise there will be no forgiveness!"

The Moon Terror Immortal's shouts were as loud as thunder, and they spread for several miles, and his tone was extremely domineering.

Hearing this, the faces of the people from the outer sects who came to hear the news changed and they felt the killing intent in the words of the Moon Terror Immortal, and everyone retreated one after another.

Glancing at the pool of blood on the mountain wall, a trace of solemnity flashed in the eyes of the Moon Terror Fairy.

"Each peak disciple will leave ten people to clean up the scene, and the rest will come with me!" Yue Jingxian said coldly, and his figure turned into a streamer of light and shot out.

Hearing this, Ye Chen turned around and casually designated ten Luoxia Peak disciples to stay, and in an instant, he rose up, following closely behind the Moon Horror Immortal.

Several sword light strokes... Passing through the sky, everywhere it passed, its terrifying coercion permeated and made people shudder.

The figure swept over several mountains, and the figure of the Moon Terror Immortal suddenly stopped, and looked at the front with a solemn face.

Seeing that the figure of the Moon Horror Immortal stopped, the figures of Ye Chen and the others also stopped, and several of them were suspended in mid-air.

Raising his head, the Moon Terror Immortal turned around, looked at the people who were all stained with blood, and said lightly: "Go back to the Sword God!"

A short sentence was enough to express the meaning of the Moon Terror Immortal, and the Moon Terror Fairy turned around and rushed towards the direction of the Sword God Gate without hesitation, and the aura on his body was all constricted.

Seeing this, although the disciples of the Sword God Sect doubted in their hearts, they still put away their momentum.

Immediately following the Moon Terror Immortal, Ye Chen felt a little more uneasy in his heart for some reason, looking at the figure in front of him with a little suspicion.

"This time the action is so big, why did you give up halfway, could it be that the protégé of the Sword God had something to do?" Ye Chenjian frowned slightly.

In the Sword God Mountain Range, in its dilapidated villages, the blood pool was still bubbling and the blood qi was floating strangely around, and several black-clothed people were standing next to the blood pool.

Sword God Gate, Sword God Peak is located among the four peaks, there is a sword cliff in front of the five peaks, that is the mountain gate of the Sword God Gate, but at this moment, in front of the sword cliff, a strange blood pool has emerged, and blood is bubbling in the sky above the blood pool.

At the top of the Sword God, the two old men sat cross-legged, looking down at the sea of clouds below with an indifferent face.

One of the old men in purple clothes, his right finger gently moved forward, the clouds and mist beside him continued to disperse in all directions, and the landform of the sword god also appeared in the sight of the two, countless sword lights flew in the sword of the five peaks of the sword god, and the old man muttered: "He is finally here, Huang Ling Tian! The grudge that has lasted for thousands of years may be broken today!"

Another old man brushed his sparse silver beard and said lightly: "It's time to end! Over the years, too many disciples have died in this grudge!"

The purple-clothed old man got up slowly, the clouds and mist under his feet automatically dissipated, his hands behind his back, and sighed: "This grudge has lasted too long!" The other old man also slowly got up, drew out the thin sword behind his back, stroked the sword body as if stroking his beloved, and muttered: "Senior brother, we should go! Three hún martial arts realm third-layer martial artists, enough for us to drink a pot!"

The nasal language has not fallen, but the Sword God has lost the figure of the two of them!

If the fire qilin is here, he will notice that this old man is the disciple of the Sword God Sect who has the strongest aura he found out at the beginning, and he is also the only two remaining Sword God Guards in the Sword God Sect.

The Sword Guard, which guards the Sword God, has been going on for thousands of years, but with thousands of years of fighting with mysterious forces, the number of Sword Guards has become smaller and smaller, and now there are only two left.

In the Sword God Temple, Huang Wushuang looked around at the disciples under the hall with a solemn face, and at this moment, Huang Wushuang's back was so thin at this moment, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time, and he instructed: "The disciples of each peak are gathered in each peak respectively!

Everyone was ordered, and the entire Sword God Peak was full of sword light flying, and a feeling of wind and rain enveloped the hearts of the Sword God disciples.

In the empty hall, only Huang Wushuang and Liu Yuyan remained, and the two slowly walked out of the hall, and the mountains in the distance were as verdant as the blue and magnificent, which had a unique flavor, but the two of them had less heart to watch.

Looking at the surrounding mountains, despite the distance, Huang Wushuang could still feel the earth-shattering blood.

"Haven't the two senior uncles come back yet?" Huang Wushuang sighed softly, a few moments ago, a few of them saw that there were many more blood pools around the Sword God Gate, and the Chaoyang Peak Peak Lord and the Star Peak Peak Lord also went to check.

Hearing this, Liu Yuyan looked at the sky with a little worry, and said softly: "I haven't returned yet!"

"It's his breath!" Huang Wushuang said lightly, a trace of inexplicable god appeared in his eyes.

"What?" Turning around, Liu Yuyan looked at Huang Wushuang, and a trace of inexplicable expression appeared in her eyes.

"That person's breath!" Huang Wushuang sighed lightly.

Hearing this, Liu Yuyan sighed slightly and said, "Do you really hate him so much?"

Huang Wushuang looked back at Liu Yuyan, with an indescribable meaning in his eyes, and said in a complicated manner: "Yuyan, Luoxia Peak will be entrusted to you to take care of first, if you come back with the wind, please tell him the position of the peak master and let him take over!"

Liu Yuyan's body shook, a strange look appeared on her face, and she said slowly: "Do you have to go?"

Huang Wushuang stroked the sword in his hand, as if he was caressing his beloved, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he muttered: "This time the Lianyun Sect has rebelled dozens of sects one after another, obviously controlled by Huang Ling Tian behind his back, and now, the elites in the sect are exhausted, and Huang Ling Tian is waiting for this moment." Although the Peak Protection Array was able to protect the main sect, I had a feeling of unease in my heart, that blood pool, the slaughter a few months ago! That blood pool must have the value of his existence!"

The bubbling pool of blood always gave Huang Wushuang a feeling of unease.

"Does the blood pool have to be destroyed?" said Liu Yuyan with a slight sigh.

"Hmm!" Huang Wushuang's eyes showed a hint of reminiscence, and he said in a deep voice: "That blood pool gathers the grievances of all living beings and the aura of heaven and earth, if it is used by someone with a heart, it will be very terrifying!"

Turning around, Huang Wushuang looked at the main hall behind him and sighed: "Huang Ling Tian has been a peak master for decades, how can he not understand the peak protection array!"

Liu Yuyan looked at the clouds in a complicated way, and said in a complicated manner: "I don't know if the two senior uncles can resist the attack of those three hún martial realm third-layer!"

Huang Wushuang continued to look into the distance, and said in a low voice: "I hope I can resist it, if they can't resist it, then the chances of the Sword God Gate will be even more slim!"

"You are different from your master, he has ambitions, but you don't!" Liu Yuyan said complicatedly, looking at Huang Wushuang's eyes with a hint of admiration.

With a bitter smile, Huang Wushuang shook his head silently and muttered: "One day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father!"

Master is on the wrong path, and it is my responsibility to lead him to the right path!"

Huang Wushuang reluctantly looked at the stone tablet behind him, and there were two big characters engraved on the stele: Sword God!。