Tie Qingcang laughed as he listened to the earth-shattering curses outside and the sounds of people gnashing their teeth as if they wanted to eat someone alive. "In my opinion, this is the best."
"Put aside the children's concerns, and all of you, change your way of thinking. This is the epitome of the entire martial world. The people outside used to use you as whetstones, but now, they are the whetstones of our children …"
"Do you understand what you should do later?"
"Yes, yes, you're right, big brother."
Everyone thought about it and found that what Yun Yang said was true. When they came here, no matter how gentle and polite you were, the other party would still kill you.
Because if they did not kill you, they could not advance!
This was really a single-choice question, a situation of certain death. In fact, there was no such thing as offending or not.
With this thought in mind, everyone was relieved, and their state of mind returned to peace.
Only Yun Yang's eyes were still gleaming leisurely. At this moment, he was thinking about another problem: the more than five hundred sects here. At the very least, there should be at least ten thousand people, right?
If all these people were really dead, how much karmic energy could they provide to him?
According to the ratio of one to one hundred of Bound of Universe and Tianxuan, would there be more than a million? Or more?
This was the question!
For three whole days, the Residence of Nine Supremes' arrogant and domineering behavior had infuriated all the sects in the area.
They were all eager to fight, eagerly looking forward to the arrival of the final battle. They swore to give the Residence of Nine Supremes the most painful lesson on the day of the battle!
Three days passed in a blink of an eye.
…
It was early in the morning on the day of the Battle of Nine Supremes, and the sky was still dark.
A loud shout rang out suddenly, "People of the Residence of Nine Supremes, come out and fight!"
Yun Yang turned around, wrapped in a saber light, and rushed out first.
Shi Wuchen and the others next to him shouted, "Let me do it!"
"The first formation should be mine."
"Boss, slow down! You don't need to do it …"
"Get out, get out! Get out quickly!"
"How can he be so fast …"
It was a pity that Yun Yang had already dashed out at the first instance. Only his voice echoed in everyone's ears, "Each of us will take turns. Once the nine of us have finished our shifts, we'll send the disciples out to fight in pairs. We'll end each battle as quickly as possible and end this battle as soon as possible. "
…
Outside the door.
A person was staring at the Residence of Nine Supremes' tents with a menacing look on his face. Ghostly Qi emanated from him, and his face was pale as a sheet. In the night, he looked no different from a malicious ghost.
There were more than 20 people behind him, and each of them had a similar appearance. None of them looked like humans. At first glance, it really looked like a group of ghosts had appeared, and the underworld had been emptied.
The challenger this time was the Wangui Sect. As soon as the battle began, they arrived.
"The Residence of Nine Supremes! Our Wangui Sect … "
Before the man's words echoed in the air, Yun Yang had already charged over with his saber. Without a second word, he swung his saber right at the man's head. "A battle is a battle. Why are you wasting your breath? I don't have so much free time!"
The saber light was as bright as snow, quickly forming a dazzling galaxy in the air. It fell with a loud boom, dazzling and extremely beautiful!
The saber light that appeared in the sky was hundreds of feet long, illuminating the entire place.
With a loud bang, the leader of the Wangui Sect was the first to bear the brunt of the attack. His counterattack with all his might was useless, and he and his sword were directly split into two halves by the brilliant saber light. The remaining force of the saber light swept out, and the saber power was still as sharp as before, cutting seven to eight people from the Wangui Sect into two halves!
In terms of saber technique alone, Yun Yang's saber did not have any style at all. It was just a simple straight slash, and it could hardly be called a saber technique. Whether it was a single saber, a long sword, a long saber, or a heavy sword, any weapon with a sharp edge could do it!
However, the power was astonishing and appalling, far beyond the imagination of the cultivators present.
As soon as the saber slashed out, cries of agony filled the air. Then, with another slash, Yun Yang had already wiped out all the enemies. With a clang, Yun Yang sheathed his saber and shouted, "Go, collect the spoils!"
All the people of the Wangui Sect had been turned into smoke under Yun Yang's two slashes!
The two slashes were like thunderbolts. All the people watching felt a chill run down their spines, from the soles of their feet to the back of their heads!
Was this the strength of the Residence of Nine Supremes?
Sun Mingxiu, Bai Yexing, Hu Xiaofan, and the other disciples rushed out.
At this moment, there was no one alive on the Wangui Sect's side. Corpses were everywhere, and all the ghosts had become real ghosts!
Sun Mingxiu and the others suppressed the discomfort in their hearts and searched through the corpses. They carefully collected all the cultivation resources, weapons, and especially the spatial rings. Only after putting them away did they turn around and head back.
When the disciples looked at Yun Yang again, it was as if they were looking at an immortal from heaven.
A sect that was qualified and strong enough to participate in the Celestial Luck Qualification Tournament had been completely wiped out by Yun Yang's two slashes, and they had not even finished reporting their names.
How could the gap in strength not be frightening?
Meng Qianshan, Duanmu Feng, and Lu Changman were slightly slower, so they did not collect the spoils. They were reduced to cleaning up the scene and moving the corpses aside, mocking themselves for being the typical example of a thankless effort.
Yun Yang, who had wiped out the enemies with two slashes, turned around with his hands clasped behind his back. His purple robe was still clean, without any wrinkles or bloodstains. Then, he walked slowly into the tent.
"Wait! The Thousand Swords Sect has come to challenge us! "
Yun Yang ignored them.
The power of Yun Yang's two slashes was beyond the imagination of all the sects present. The combined combat power of the Thousand Swords Sect was not higher than that of the Thousand Ghosts Sect, so it was unwise to challenge them so impatiently. It was no different from courting death.
However, as Yun Yang had said before, this was a battle of life and death. The saying that life and death must be decided was already deeply rooted in the hearts of everyone present, so the battle was inevitable. The power of Yun Yang's two slashes was shocking, and he pretended to be relaxed afterward. Who knew if he was not pretending to be calm to confuse the crowd? Perhaps Yun Yang had exhausted all his strength after those two slashes?
Even if he had not reached that stage, the higher-ups of the Thousand Swords Sect had already decided to take advantage of the subtle moment when Yun Yang's two slashes had exhausted most of his strength to launch a strong attack, fighting for a chance of survival in the midst of death.
Unfortunately, no matter how good their plan was, it was all in vain. Although Yun Yang ignored their challenge, Shi Wuchen had already responded with his sword, a disdainful sneer on his face.
He had basically replicated what Yun Yang had done earlier. Facing the Thousand Swords Sect, he had only used two slashes before the Thousand Swords Sect ceased to exist!
Two slashes, two swords, two sects destroyed!
In this qualification battle, the Residence of Nine Supremes could be said to be invincible!
…
Today, we've arrived at the Hengdian Film City. The filming of our online movie, Feng Ling Tian Chuan, has officially started. This is a short story that I wrote. Yes, it's the few drafts that I wrote when I started the Supreme and World Conquering Novels. Each draft has forty to fifty thousand words, and with some slight changes, it's become a short story. At that time, I wrote that it was useless and thought that it was useless, so I haven't released it for several years. But to be able to come this far, I have to say that my luck is not bad. Heh heh heh … I estimate that the filming will be completed before the Spring Festival, and then I'll announce the good news to everyone.
Many names of the Feng Family's disciples are used in it. The main character's team is called the Feng Family Army. There are also names like Mo Haikong, Jiao Xi, and so on.
Today is the fourth update to make up for yesterday. >
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