An Extremely Fierce Slaughter, Three Hundred Thousand Ming Cult Soldiers Fallen!
The next day!
The sun rose from the east!
As the sun slowly rose, the sky gradually brightened. At the foot of Mount Kunlun, the experts of the various large sects who had long been impatient gathered again.
There were more than a hundred sects and factions, as well as many martial artists in the pugilistic world. Their number was no less than a hundred thousand.
The reason why so many people in the martial world had gathered here was to conquer the Ming Cult.
"Amitabha…This poor monk, Shaolin's Abbot Xuan Ci, greets all heroes!”
In the crowd, a middle-aged monk in a kasaya looked at the experts of the various sects and martial artists with a solemn expression and shouted loudly.
His voice rumbled like thunder, and it was like a Sanskrit voice singing, resounding in everyone's hearts.
Xuan Ci opened his mouth again and shouted in a deep voice,"The Ming Cult is a demonic cult in troubled times. It has millions of disciples and has the intention to subvert the world. Over the years, it has even brought disaster to the martial arts world.
This Penniless Monk is untalented. Today, I am willing to fight against the Ming Cult together with everyone and completely eradicate this chaotic demonic cult.”
As soon as Xuan Ci said that, countless martial artists at the foot of Mount Kunlun looked excited. Even the powerhouses from many sects and factions looked at Xuan Ci with reverence.
However, those people from the powerful sects and factions scoffed at this in their hearts.
They were not the middle and lower class people of the pugilistic world who could be fooled so easily. There were countless grudges in the pugilistic world. Who would not have enemies?
Although they did not know why Shaolin and the other Buddhist factions had to conquer the Ming Cult, they did not want to pay too much attention to it.
This was because attacking the Ming Cult this time would bring them considerable benefits. They could even take revenge at the same time. It was also because of this that they responded to Shaolin Temple so readily.
Of course, this was also partly because Shaolin was powerful and they did not dare to be enemies with it.
On the other side, when Abbot Xuan Ci finished speaking, Dugu Yihe and Mistress Annihilation from the Emei Sect looked at each other and smiled.
Clang!
Suddenly, Mistress Annihilation pulled out Heavenly Sword. With a cold expression, she raised the long sword high and shouted,"Kill our way to Light Summit, destroy the Ming Cult, and kill Yang Dingtian!”
Boom!
As soon as these words were spoken, it immediately stirred the hearts of countless heroes.
"Kill our way to Light Summit, destroy the Ming Cult, and kill Yang Dingtian!”
"Kill our way to Light Summit, destroy the Ming Cult, and kill Yang Dingtian!”
"Kill our way to Light Summit, destroy the Ming Cult, and kill Yang Dingtian!”
“……”
Terrifying shouts resounded through the clouds, almost tearing through the sky. The endless terrifying killing intent shocked countless people.
In fact, without anyone noticing, the killing intent emitted by each of them actually turned into invisible red gas that pervaded the void and fused into everyone's bodies.
Unknowingly, even the experts of the various sects and forces couldn't help but feel a killing intent in their hearts at this moment. They wanted to rush up to Light Summit and kill wantonly.
"Heroes, follow me to kill!"
As soon as the order was given, all the martial artists in the pugilistic world, as well as the powerhouses from the various large sects, rushed toward the mountain where Light Summit was located with murderous intent.?
Instantly, a vast stream of people surged over from the foot of Mount Kunlun.
For a moment, a cold killing intent gathered in the sky above Mount Kunlun. A terrifying sense of oppression filled everyone's hearts.
However, the powerhouses of the various sects were attacked by a large number of Ming Cult disciples halfway up the mountain.
Suddenly, a terrifying battle erupted.
The sudden charge of the Ming Cult's army of 100,000 caught all the martial artists off guard. A large number of them fell into a pool of blood.?
"Kill them!" "Kill them!" "Kill them!"
Horrifying shouts broke through the clouds, and an unparalleled killing aura erupted above the Kunlun Mountains.
Beams of sword Qi were sharp, and terrifying gales accompanied by wails sounded on the battlefield.
The 100,000-strong Ming Cult army attacked brazenly in a battle formation.
It could be said that the warlords suffered heavy casualties.
It was a pity that the 100,000 Ming Cult troops were just ordinary troops. The battle formation they formed might be able to kill several martial grandmasters. However, this time, the heroes were attacking Light Summit. All the major sects and forces had gathered. How many martial grandmasters were there?
After seeing that they were at a disadvantage, Shaolin's Xuan Ci and several great grandmaster eminent monks joined forces with the Emei Sect and other great grandmaster powerhouses to collapse the Ming Cult's battle formation.
When the battle formation was broken, the scale of the battle immediately turned towards the heroes.
This battle lasted for nearly two hours before it finally came to an end.
The 100,000-strong Ming Cult army was killed by many martial grandmasters. It could be said that they were all dead or injured. Only a few hundred people retreated to Light Summit.
The major sects and forces, as well as the heroes of the martial arts world, also suffered many casualties.
This battle could be said to be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
All kinds of broken corpses and broken swords were scattered on the ground.
Although the Ming Cult was defeated in this battle, the various large sects and factions were not happy at all. This was because they knew that this was just the beginning.
According to the information they had gathered, at least 300,000 disciples had gathered at the summit, and perhaps even more.
Just now, they had suffered a lot of losses with just 100,000 troops. If they were to do it a few more times, they would definitely suffer heavy losses when they reached Light Summit.
Sure enough, as everyone set off again, they encountered hundreds of attacks along the way.
Even Ming Cult's Five Banner Group and the Heaven, Earth, Wind, Thunder, and Wind Sects had started to surround and kill the various sects and martial artists in a battle formation.
On the smaller battlefields, the sounds of battle could be heard. The sounds of battle were even more bloody than the battlefield of the army.
"Kill them!" "Kill them!" "Kill them!"
"A bunch of brats, you dare to attack my Ming Cult? I'll chop you into meat paste today.”
"Hahaha…Kill!"
"Bah! What bullsh * t heroes of the pugilistic world? Those who are enemies of my Ming Cult will be killed without mercy!”
"A bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites. My Ming Cult will definitely fight you to the death!”
“……”
"Brother…"
"Ming Cult demon, I will perish together with you today.”
"Ah…Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"A group of evil people who harm the common people. Even if this poor monk transforms into an angry Vajra, I will send you all to hell.”
"Amitabha. If I don't go to hell, who will?”
"Hahaha…Come on, I'll kill you all.”
“……”
On the Kunlun Mountains, shrill and furious shouts and killing cries came from the mouths of countless Ming Cult and martial arts heroes in the pugilistic world, as well as the powerhouses of the various large sects.
Terrifying sounds of fighting resounded throughout the entire void, and the cold killing intent almost made this battle even more tragic.
The blazing sun hung high in the sky.
The sound of countless weapons clashing resounded through the clouds.
Terrifying sharpness wreaked havoc, and sword qi swept out. Waves of yellow sand rolled out, turning into tornadoes that ravaged the battlefield.
There were a large number of powerful cultivators in the various large sects and forces. They could kill at least a hundred people with a casual attack.
All of them were at least Grandmasters.
On the battlefield, there were many martial grandmasters standing in the sky, emitting terrifying auras. With a single attack, at least a thousand people were killed.
Saber light! Sword Qi!
Palm print! Giant fist!
There were even streaks of all kinds of sharp lights that seemed to cause the world to change color, causing countless Ming Cult disciples to die tragically.
However, other than the tragic deaths of countless Ming Cult disciples, there were also a large number of martial artists in the pugilistic world, as well as the powerhouses of various large sects and forces who had fallen.
Blood splattered across the sky, corpses riding mountains and rivers!
Up until now, the number of people who had fallen on the Ming Cult's side had reached at least 300,000, or even more.
It could be said that the Ming Cult disciples were basically all dead or injured.
It was a pity that if it weren't for the fact that there were too many grandmasters from the various sects and forces in this battle, they might not even be able to climb the Kunlun Mountains with just the heroes of the martial arts world.
Unfortunately, even though the Five Banner Guards used the Five Elements Battle Formation to resist the hundreds of martial grandmasters, the final outcome was still miserable.
None of the tens of thousands of Five Elements Banner Guards survived. Even the Banner Lords of Five Elements died in battle. It was extremely tragic.
Without the Five Elements Banner Squad and the Ming Cult's disciples to stop them, the cultivators from the various large factions once again led the heroes of the pugilistic world and charged in the direction of Light Summit.
Behind them were piles of corpses. The bloody ground that almost dyed the sky red lay there.
Under the scorching sun, everything seemed so heroic and miserable.
At this moment, after the great battle, nearly 300,000 Ming Cult disciples had been killed. Although all the heroes of the martial arts world had suffered heavy casualties, their morale was high. There was even intense excitement on their faces.
In the past, how would they dare to kill the Ming Cult disciples?
But today, not only did they kill, they even killed 300,000 people. How carefree and excited was this?
"Hahaha…Ming Cult demon, you're nothing much. If you have the ability, come and fight me for three hundred rounds?”
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Kill our way to Light Summit and kill Yang Dingtian. All the Ming Cult demons will die.”
"Ha ha ha…clay chickens and pottery dogs, you can't even withstand a single blow.”
Many of the heroes of the martial world were in high spirits. They laughed and cursed as they walked toward Light Summit.
As time passed, the powerhouses of the various sects and the heroes of the martial arts world finally ascended to the place where countless people in the martial arts world feared-Ming Cult's headquarters, Light Summit.
At the same time!
At the foot of Mount Kunlun, in a forest.
Boom!
A terrifying aura soared into the sky, and an unparalleled pressure swept in all directions.
"Roar ~"
It was as if there was an ancient elephant roaring at the sky, and an ancient aura assaulted his face.
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