Ling Xiao's Heavenly Dragon Golden Body had already reached the fifth level, although he had only just entered the fifth level.
However, his terrifying defense was definitely not something that the martial artists of the secular world could imagine.
His figure actually arrived in front of Ling Xiaotian before Fei Yu and Fei Liu's attack.
With just a casual slap, the powerful attack collapsed and did not cause any damage to him.
"If you want to destroy my Divine Sword Sect, you have to get through me, Ling Xiao!"
Ling Xiao's roar was like a dragon's roar. The terrifying vibration caused the arrows that were flying towards the Divine Sword Sect to explode in the air and fall to the ground.
"Ling Xiao!"
Wan Ben recognized Ling Xiao at a glance.
It was impossible for him not to recognize him. Back when Ling Xiao was still in the Martial Vein Realm, he had embarrassed him several times.
He would never forget this person even if he turned into ashes.
"That's right, it's me, the Supreme Elder of the Divine Sword Sect, Ling Xiao!"
Ling Xiao stood there, releasing the aura of a half-step Master. However, even so, it raised the morale of countless Divine Sword Sect disciples.
"That's the legendary Supreme Elder Ling Xiao?"
"Too powerful, as expected of a disciple of the Yuehua School."
"Yeah, he easily defeated the attacks of two 9th level Martial Vein Realm experts!"
"The Divine Sword Sect is saved!"
"Little bastard, you came back just in time! I think it's because the Yuehua School can't survive anymore, so he came back. Then I'll kill you as well and turn your Divine Sword Sect into ashes! "
Wan Ben was blinded by anger. He had forgotten that he could not afford to offend the Yuehua School.
"Wan Ben, oh Wan Ben! If you had obediently been the governor of the White Cloud Province, no one would have done anything to you. However, you should never have colluded with the disciples of the Sword King Sect to cause trouble for the Divine Sword Sect. "
At this point, Ling Xiao looked at the disciples of the Sword King Sect and said, "I'm Ling Xiao, an outer disciple of the Yuehua School. You must be inner disciples of the Sword King Sect. Your Sword King Sect and our Yuehua School mind our own business. If you leave quickly, you can still coexist peacefully."
"Hahaha, a mere Yuehua School's outer disciple dares to order our Sword King Sect's inner disciple around!"
A disciple of the Sword King Sect laughed out loud and said, "Ling Xiao, if you're willing to change the name of your Divine Sword Sect, kneel down and apologize to the Sword King Sect, and let everyone from your Divine Sword Sect enter the Sword King Sect as slaves, then we can consider letting you live …"
Every sect had slaves.
Once the losing side of a sect war was captured, most of them would become slaves and do some of the lowest and most miserable jobs.
"Is there really no room for negotiation?"
If possible, Ling Xiao really did not want to be enemies with the Sword King Sect.
It was not because he was afraid, but because he really found it troublesome.
However, the disciples of the Sword King Sect clearly did not know what Ling Xiao was thinking. Their disdainful whispers were filled with a strong sense of ridicule.
"If you don't do as we say, the Divine Sword Sect will be removed from the Sky Dragon Continent today!"
"That's right. What is the Divine Sword Sect? A mere unrated sect dares to call itself the Divine Sword Sect! Obediently do as we say, otherwise, the Divine Sword Sect will be turned into scorched earth in an instant! "
The disciples of the Sword King Sect were very arrogant.
They were also very proud.
This was probably the so-called birds of a feather flock together.
"Forget it. Since there's no room for negotiation, then none of you can go back alive today."
Ling Xiao sighed helplessly.
He did not want to kill anyone, but some people really deserved to be killed!
His tone was very calm, without the slightest bit of killing intent, but his eyes were filled with determination.
Suddenly, a large amount of True Essence spurted out from his body, like a tyrannical fierce beast, roaring as it circled around his body.
To deal with these people, there was really no need to use too strong moves. What he used was the Imperial Sword Technique Bronze Scroll.
However, the thing he controlled was not the thirty-six Big Dipper Flying Swords, but the scattered arrows on the ground.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
… …
He pointed forward with both hands and countless arrows whistled as they pounced towards Wan Ben's army.
The sound of air being torn apart continuously resounded in the air, like the wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves.
The most terrifying thing was that these arrows were fused with the Twelve Golden Lotus Arts' wind, thunder and rain, three kinds of power.
Wind's splitting effect.
Thunder's splitting effect.
Rain's corrosive effect.
"Imperial Sword Technique – Funeral!"
Ling Xiao roared as he rushed towards Wan Ben's army accompanied by arrows that blotted out the sky.
Today, he was no longer the ignorant person he used to be.
His strength was enough to rely on his own strength to destroy all the attacking martial artists!
Ling Xiao might not like to kill indiscriminately.
However, once he decided to kill some people, he would no longer hesitate.
Wan Ben and his followers were fine.
The experts of the Sword King Sect were fine.
Today, he could not let a single one of them go!
This was not only a good thing for the Divine Sword Sect, it was also a good thing for him.
Moreover, so what if he completely fell out with the Sword King Sect?
They had already killed their way to your door, could it be that you really agreed to be a slave that was inferior to pigs and dogs?
Although the arrows controlled by the Imperial Sword Technique were not as terrifying as the thirty-six Big Dipper Flying Swords, don't forget that he was now a Peak Transcendent Stage 1 Grandmaster.
His body contained an extremely powerful True Essence.
Those fellows on the other side, other than Martial Vein Stage 9 Martial Master and above, were basically unable to withstand his arrows.
Puchi puchi … …
Amidst the continuous sounds, the shields of Wan Ben's army were pierced, the armor on their bodies were pierced, and in an instant, thousands of people had already fallen to the ground, no longer breathing.
Ah ~ ~
With a miserable cry, in Wan Ben's army, Martial Vein Stage 9 Martial Master Fei Liu attempted to use his long sword to block the arrows.
However, at that moment, the terrifying chill on the arrows had an effect.
Fei Liu's body instantly froze, and then was shattered by another arrow.
"How can it be so powerful … …"
Wan Ben turned pale with fright.
He was still able to temporarily block the terrifying arrows, but a large number of the soldiers behind him died in an instant.
This was the foundation of his survival.
Without these soldiers, he, the Governor Bai Yun, would become a commander without an army. At that time, as long as Lin Ze attacked, he would have no way to deal with it.
Wan Ben's heart was bleeding.
His soul was trembling.
The Flying Fish roared angrily.
Fei Mu was dead, Fei Yun was dead, and now Fei Liu was also dead.
And they all died at the hands of Ling Xiao!
"Kill!"
"Kill him!"
"Attack Ling Xiao with all your strength!"
"Everyone from the Sword King Sect, I hope that you can quickly attack and use your divine skills to kill this vicious brat on the spot!"
"Kill your way into the Divine Sword Sect, leave no one alive!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Amidst the angry roars, more than a dozen Martial Vein Stage 9 Martial Masters surrounded Ling Xiao, and then charged over together.
Among them, the most furious was probably Fei Yu.
He held a long spear in his hand and took the lead, swearing to tear Ling Xiao into pieces!
The image of the whale behind him became increasingly solid!
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