Outside the ancient tomb, it was quiet and desolate.
A wave of vigorous vitality, so dense that it was somewhat melancholic.
Little did they know that the ground was watered with the flesh and blood of nearly a hundred people.
There was killing intent, coldness, and misery.
Royal leaped forward with Xiao Longnu in his arms. He stepped on a weeping willow.
At this moment, Royal's gaze was cold, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. A cold smile appeared on his lips, but it contained endless killing intent.
Royal stared at the people below. Hundreds of people, all dressed in Daoist robes, all had killing intent on their faces.
Royal let out a long sigh and said coldly,""Why do you keep challenging my bottom line? Little did they know that my subordinates don't have the habit of leaving anyone alive. You guys are going to die so aggressively. It really makes me sad and lamentable.”
Suddenly, the sound turned into sound waves and spread out.
At this moment, the people below noticed that there were two people standing not far away.
The two of them were a man and a woman. The woman was extremely beautiful. She was dressed in white and was even more beautiful than Consort Yang. The man had long silver hair and silver eyes. He looked like an immortal who had walked out of the myths.
Ethereal, like an immortal couple.
Qiu Chuji's eyes were filled with hatred as he stared at the two people in front of him. He couldn't help but roar,"Ancient Tomb Sect actually caused such a massacre. Even if Quan Zhen Sect and Ancient Tomb Sect had a lot of connections. Today, I will kill you all and end the Ancient Tomb Sect legacy!”
Qiu Chuji's voice was filled with endless killing intent, as if victory was within his grasp.
A cold smile appeared on Royal's face as he gently plucked a willow leaf with his right hand.
Xiao Longnu, who was in Royal's arms, frowned. His cold eyes stared at Qiu Chuji below and said coldly,"Yutian, I hate this person."
Royal's silver hair danced in the wind as he flicked his finger.
At this moment, Zhao Zhijing, who was standing at the side, immediately let out a trembling sound of fear."Martial Uncle Qiu. Senior Martial Uncle had once said that this man used the 'snap' divine ability.”
The moment he finished speaking, Qiu Chuji frowned slightly and tightened the sword in his hand again.
Little did he know that at this moment, the willow leaf carried a myriad of powers and turned into a long arrow that pierced through the air, stabbing straight at Qiu Chuji.
Qiu Chuji was indeed the strongest among the Seven Sons of Quanzhen.
Suddenly, Qiu Chuji thrust out his long sword and shouted in grief,"Set sail and raise the oars."
The Quanzhen Sword Technique was widely spread. Basically, everyone in Quan Zhen Sect knew how to do it. The sword technique was moderate and peaceful. However, this sword technique was not considered a first-class sword technique, but it had the effect of increasing its power as one's strength increased.
In the later stages of the [Divine Condor], the old naughty boy was honored as the middle naughty boy. Among them, Medicine Master Huang and Emperor Duan agreed. Furthermore, his praise was not as good as Wang Chongyang's.
The reason was that the Quan Zhen Sect's techniques were endless. Although the power was mediocre during the first practice. However, the advantage was that it was well-prepared. The later it was, the more powerful it was. It could be said that it was a cultivation technique that could be cultivated to death.
It was the same for Quanzhen Sword Technique.
Qiu Chuji raised his sword once. The long sword in his hand carried a sound that tore through the air. Extremely powerful internal strength was contained within it.
"Raise the sail!"
Suddenly, Qiu Chuji's hand trembled and the sword in his hand broke.
Qiu Chuji had a shocked expression. He relied on his battle instincts and directly used an iron plate bridge.
The willow leaf carried a proud power and a muffled thunder.
"Boom!"
A bloody light appeared, and the flesh and bones shattered.
Qiu Chuji's face was covered in blood. Fear, anger, and killing intent were all brewing.
"Ah…"
The person standing behind Qiu Chuji couldn't help but lower his head and look at his chest. He let out a long sigh and said,"Senior Brother Qiu, leave this place quickly. "This child is powerful. We are not his match. This kid knows the [Fingering Magical Power], go to Xiangyang to find Guo Jing. Let Guo Jing handle this matter. Also, he had to seek out Senior Uncle Zhou to protect Quan Zhen Sect!”
As soon as he finished speaking, this person died on the spot.
Qiu Chuji hugged the corpse with both hands and roared at the sky,"Junior Brother Wang, Junior Brother…!"
Wang Chuyi, known as Yuyangzi. Wang Chongyang's disciple, Tan Chuduan who died early, Hao Datong and Ma Yu who died yesterday. They returned to the underworld together and met their master, Wang Chongyang.
Wang Chuyi was the number one martial artist in Quan Zhen Sect other than Qiu Chuji.
Now, Wang Chuyi had died. Before he died, he advised Qiu Chuji.
Qiu Chuji's eyes were sharp and filled with killing intent. However, he saw that his right hand was already firmly held by Wang Chuyi. He roared loudly,"Senior Brother Qiu, don't let me die with grievances.”
At this moment, Qiu Chuji roared at the sky again. He clenched the sword in his hand tightly. His scarlet eyes were filled with endless killing intent as he stared at Yu Tian.
A cold smile appeared on Royal's face as he gently stroked the Dragon Lady's hair. "You're a good man, but in my eyes, the enemy is either dead or alive." Now that Wang Chuyi is dead, you are the only ones left.”
At this moment, an endless killing intent appeared. The killing intent was like the will of the heavens, like a huge mountain pressing down on everyone's hearts.
Royal smiled and waved his right hand.
Suddenly, a branch fell from the willow tree beside him, and Royal caught it in his hand.
At this moment, Royal descended slowly like an immortal.
At this moment, Qiu Chuji's eyes were filled with hatred as he roared,"Let's go and preserve the Quan Zhen Sect. Go to Xiangyang City, find Guo Jing, and ask him.”
At this moment, Qiu Chuji was pulled by the old woman beside him. With a miserable cry, he roared,"Senior Brother Qiu. In Quan Zhen Sect, you are the strongest. Don't care about your life and death, you must protect the Quan Zhen Sect's legacy.”
After saying that, he drew his sword and waved his left hand. A palm force appeared. He roared loudly,"Senior Brother Qiu, leave quickly, leave quickly!"!!!”
At this moment, Sun Bu 'er, the only female among the Seven Sons of Quan Zhen Sect. In his hands, he held a longsword. The longsword was the ultimate treasure of Quan Zhen Sect. Wang Chongyang had personally passed it on to Sun Bu 'er as a protective weapon.
At this moment, Sun Bu 'er brandished the sword in his hand as if he was facing death.
The sword was extremely sharp as it pierced through the air.
"Bang!"
Like the sound of steel clashing, the branch in Royal's hand was indestructible due to his power.
Sun Bu 'er's sword was extremely sharp, but it could not move the branch in Royal's hand.
Suddenly, a huge force spread out.
Sun Bu 'er screamed.
His right hand that was holding the sword revealed white bones. It was a bloody mess, but the sword in his hand flew out.
A treasured sword was a treasured sword after all. Royal Heaven's full-powered strike had broken Sun Bu 'er's right hand even without this long sword.
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