When Mao Tu saw that there were reinforcements, he was emboldened. He formed a seal with his fingers and a white banner flew out, fluttering in the wind.
The light on the banner scattered into the sea of clouds. Countless corpses climbed up from the ground and flew into the sky.
Mao Tu grabbed the white banner again and stared at Kunna with a murderous look.
He Hailan and the others spread out and formed a circle around Kunna.
More than half of the top experts of the four major sects were gathered here. Each of them had a deep understanding of the Heavenly Dao. There was some kind of law between each of them, forming an invisible field that completely covered Kunna.
Kunna frowned. There were six World King experts among them. In addition, each of the World Kings held a saint artifact in their hands. They gave her a feeling that they were very difficult to deal with.
Mao Tu shouted, "Everyone, kill this woman and Yang Qingxuan today. It will be a great merit!"
He Hailan nodded and said, "The hundred races have been restless for a long time. I didn't expect them to jump out one by one. I don't believe that there is no conspiracy behind this."
Kunna's eyes were cold. She said, "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not. Dead people don't need to believe."
He Hailan suddenly trembled. An aura of death spread from the bottom of her heart. She shouted, "Don't be so arrogant!"
The golden Sky Splitting Saber in her hand let out a bloodthirsty cry. Countless saber auras instantly turned into a barrier and covered her.
A graceful figure flashed past.
Bang! Bang!
There were two huge vibrations. The saber barrier was broken. The Sky Splitting Saber burst out with an extremely strong artifact aura as if it was under great pressure.
Mao Tu and the others were shocked. They shouted, "Go!"
Twenty to thirty people and the sky full of corpses all turned into flowing lights and flew over.
Below Kunna and the others, Ke Luo raised his head in horror. He was anxious.
He fought desperately and killed the surrounding martial artists.
He was suppressed by six Heaven Monarchs. From all directions, human experts would appear from time to time and join the battle.
Yang Qingxuan looked around and saw the dense crowd. He couldn't help but feel anxious. The entire sea of clouds had fallen into chaos. These hundreds of thousands of people were probably going to kill him under the orders of the Human Emperor.
The few people from Dao Shadow and the experts from Wu Family and Purple Mansion Juntian were all caught in a bitter battle and could not break free.
Above the firmament, above the entire Star Domain Boundary Energy, there was a misty spiritual light. Even his Eyes of Fire and Gold could not see through it.
This was the result of Yang Yunjing's sword strike. It had been combined with the demonic energy of the Demonic Bull King and Moon Soul, as well as the power of the Cloud Suppression Void Barrier. It had formed a thick energy barrier that enveloped the entire Star Palace.
Ke Luo was forced into a corner and said, "Yang Qingxuan, what other trump cards do you have? Hurry up and use them, I can't hold on much longer!"
Yang Qingxuan smiled bitterly. "I don't have any backup plans."
Ke Luo said, "Where's Xuan Tianji? Why don't I see him? "
Yang Qingxuan was also puzzled. Dao Ying's people had all appeared, so why hadn't the mastermind, Xuan Tianji, come yet?
At this moment, several figures rushed out from the sea of clouds. They were all pitch-black, and their speed was extremely fast.
"Yang Qingxuan, we're here to help you!"
The leaders shouted loudly. Their attacks were powerful, and they were unstoppable. Soon, a path was carved out.
Yang Qingxuan was overjoyed, and he said, "Lance! Lord Hall! "
The people who had rushed over were the elites of the Yaksha Tribe.
When Percy had stayed behind, Hall had directly returned to the tribe and brought a large group of elites with him.
However, they had been blocked outside the Cloud Suppression Void Barrier. Now that the formation had been broken, they charged in one after another and joined up with Lance and Hall.
Xiang Ling said coldly, "So the Yaksha Tribe is also involved. Kill them! All of them will be sentenced to death! "
Hall and the others' expressions changed drastically, and they immediately felt killing intent from all directions. Countless cultivators rushed over.
Above the sea of clouds, there were hundreds of thousands of elites, and they were all elites of the human race.
Even if you were a realm king, you would still be buried in the vast sea.
The Yaksha Tribe instantly fell into a dangerous situation.
However, those who had come were all elites of the tribe. Their attacks were ruthless, and they quickly reaped thousands of lives. All of them were bloodshot.
Xiang Ling and Ke Luo were locked in a fierce battle, and he roared furiously, "Yang Qingxuan, so many people have died for you. How heavy are your sins?!"
Yang Qingxuan sat cross-legged in the void, suppressing the throbbing of the Heaven and Earth Roll. He opened his eyes, and said coldly, "Could it be that I have not committed heavy sins if I sit here and be killed by you all?"
Xiang Ling shouted, "A person like you shouldn't have been born in this world in the first place! I don't know what you're shouldering, but what you're shouldering has caused countless people to lose their lives! "
Yang Qingxuan opened his eyes, and a hint of crimson flashed through his eyes. He gripped his halberd, and walked toward the battlefield. "If my mere existence will cause countless people to lose their lives, then what shouldn't have existed in the first place is not me, but rather these countless people!"
Yang Qingxuan's eyes shone with cold light, and said, "If they want me to die so that they can continue living, then — — they can go to hell!"
Yang Qingxuan's sword flashed, and the Ghost Lord appeared. Its eyes were burning with green flames, and it looked around greedily.
Yang Qingxuan said, "Absorb all the souls in the sea of clouds as you wish. Kill all those who stand against me as you wish!"
The Ghost Lord was ecstatic, as if it had sensed countless powerful souls. It laughed loudly, and disappeared in a flash.
Yang Qingxuan held his halberd, and walked toward the Yaksha Tribe, and said, "Just as I chose to sacrifice myself for righteousness, these people chose to stand on the side of the fake Human Emperor. Naturally, they chose the fate of death!"
"Everything is their own choice. They can't blame anyone else!"
Yang Qingxuan raised his halberd, and with a flash, two martial artists in front of Lance were cut in half at the waist. Blood splattered everywhere.
Yang Qingxuan's words were like a bell, and they reverberated in the ears of the martial artists in all directions. All of them kept quiet out of fear, and no one dared to step forward. With a whoosh, a vacuum was created.
Hundreds of thousands of people surrounded Yang Qingxuan, the Yaksha Tribe, and Ke Luo. Only six Heavenly Monarchs and dozens of Star Palace martial artists were engaged in a bitter battle.
The martial artists who were originally under the command of the Human Emperor were all deep in thought.
Yang Qingxuan turned his halberd, and pointed it at Xiang Ling, and said, "Since you are so stubborn, I will peel you apart layer by layer until the truth is revealed. Otherwise, I will die!"
The Yaksha Tribe martial artists looked at each other, nodded, and charged toward the six Heavenly Monarchs and the Star Palace martial artists.
The pressure on Ke Luo was greatly reduced. He laughed wildly, and he tore apart a Star Palace martial artist with his bare hands. Blood and flesh splattered everywhere.
"What a shocking situation. If I had known that things would turn out like this, I would have killed you at all costs during the Firmament Martial Arts Sparring Contest!"
A cold voice sounded above them. The void shook, and a man in a green robe walked out slowly. His face was gloomy and pale.
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