They immediately rushed to the exit, wanting to rush out of the tomb. However, even though they scrambled to leave, they were still too slow. They were directly swept by the surrounding light beams. Some were directly cut in half, some were cut in their hands, and some were cut in their feet.
As the second, third, and fourth light beams swept across, almost everyone who entered the tomb was cut into pieces. Only two or three were lucky enough to escape the tomb.
However, the two or three disciples who escaped were still in a difficult situation. They were either missing an arm or a leg. One of them had his Dantian directly pierced. If Wei Zhongxiong, an eighth-level Martial Grandmaster, had not used his cultivation to help heal him, he would have died here.
"Wu wu …"
"Pavilion Master, we're so miserable, wu wu …"
The three disciples of the Sword Pavilion who were lucky enough to escape looked back at the miserable situation in the tomb and could not help but wail. Tears streamed down their faces. The tomb was now piled up with minced meat. The thick blood mist almost dyed the entire tomb red. The broken Immortal Swords were scattered on the ground, stained with their companions' blood.
There were more than a dozen disciples of the Sword Pavilion who had entered just now. In the blink of an eye, eighty percent of them had died. It was as tragic as Asura hell.
It was not easy to save half of their lives. Thinking of the ferocity just now, they still had lingering fear and cried. They were both terrified and in awe of the ancient tomb.
After sobbing for a while, their emotions gradually stabilized. Their eyes were red and they said fiercely, "We must have been fooled. We fell into the evil man's trap. Pavilion Master, we must not let that evil man go. We have to avenge our dead brothers."
Wei Zhongxiong looked at more than a dozen outstanding elites of the Sword Pavilion who had fallen here. His face was also pained and the corners of his mouth twitched. These disciples of the Sword Pavilion were all cultivated by him with great difficulty. Now, they were all dead. His heart felt like it was bleeding. It was equivalent to more than ten years of hard work being wasted.
His expression was incomparably gloomy. His eyes were filled with hatred, and his body was filled with killing intent.
"Jian Shisan, I am absolutely irreconcilable with you. You can't live under the same sky as me."
Wei Zhongxiong was filled with grief and indignation. He looked up to the sky and roared again and again. The sound waves shook the entire tomb and shook off the dust. It could be seen how exuberant his anger was.
If it wasn't for Sword 13 transmitting false information to attract him in, how could they have possibly fallen to such a miserable scene?
Come to think of it, the Poison Sect's Sword Pavilion Elder and Xiao Yang hadn't touched the immortal swords in the tomb. Instead, they had turned around and left. Didn't this mean that there was something wrong with this tomb?
Otherwise, how could a person who loved swords let go of these immortal swords so easily?
"It's all because of that son of a bitch, Sword 13."
Wei Zhongxiong said angrily.
He believed that Jian Shisan had deceived him.
Actually, he'd wronged Sword 13 because Sword 13 didn't know the secrets of this tomb chamber at all, and Sword 13 had only sent out everything he knew.
Wei Zhongxiong, on the other hand, didn't think too much about it. He allowed his disciple to act recklessly, which resulted in such a tragedy. If one were to say who was the culprit, it would definitely be Wei Zhongxiong.
The death of more than ten elite sword cultivators from the Sky Sect and Sword Sect was definitely related to him.
As a leader, he naturally had to have the ability to distinguish right from wrong and think for his subordinates. However, he hadn't done so. He could only blame himself for being too confident.
"Pavilion Master, what should we do now?"
One of the Sky Sect's Sword Pavilion disciples asked fearfully. His face was pale and his body was trembling.
This ancient tomb was so dangerous. The slightest carelessness could lead to death. They wouldn't even have a chance to resist. No wonder they were so afraid.
Fortunately, not all of the Sky Sect's Sword Pavilion disciples had entered the tomb chamber. Among the people who had followed, only a dozen or so disciples had entered the tomb chamber. The remaining Sword Pavilion disciples were safe and sound. They hadn't been harmed, but their fear wasn't any less than the three crippled disciples.
They had witnessed the destruction of their companions with their own eyes. Now, they stood in place, not daring to move.
Wei Zhongxiong frowned tightly. His eyes were still filled with hatred. It was hatred for Sword 13.
But he also knew that he should put down his hatred and find a way out.
"Come, I'll take you out."
Wei Zhongxiong said with a face full of resentment.
This ancient tomb was full of traps and was extremely dangerous. Even he didn't dare to barge in recklessly. He could only leave the ancient tomb first. As for the Sword Pavilion Elder, Xiao Yang, Sword 13, and the others, he could only let them go for the time being. When they came out, he would settle the score with them.
They had already grasped the way in. As for the way out, Wei Zhongxiong thought that it should be similar to the way in. So, they went out the same way.
However, when he stepped on a green brick, he immediately triggered the mechanism of the ancient tomb passage.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
A sharp whistling sound pierced through the air. It was an incomparably sharp arrow whistling through the air.
"Be careful, retreat."
Wei Zhongxiong immediately sensed the danger and hurriedly shouted to remind them.
At the same time, he also unleashed his cultivation to block the first wave of arrow attacks. However, the second and third waves of arrows soon followed, which made it difficult for him to block.
When the remaining disciples of the Sword Pavilion sensed that something was wrong, they had already retreated to the back. Only the three injured disciples of the Sword Pavilion slowed down.
It was also because of their slow speed that when the fourth wave of arrows came, Wei Zhongxiong couldn't block them all. The arrows that missed hit them directly.
Puff, puff, puff.
The sound of arrows piercing into the bodies was heard. The three of them were pierced through the chest and died on the spot.
Ahhhhh.
Wei Zhongxiong, who had retreated, was furious when he saw this scene. He howled and roared on the spot.
Because of his continuous mistakes, two-thirds of the disciples he brought with him had died. The remaining disciples were all scared out of their wits. Their faces were pale and filled with fear. They didn't dare to move.
This wasn't the most important thing. The most important thing was that they couldn't even find a way out. They could only be trapped in the ancient tomb. This undoubtedly made them feel desperate.
"What should we do? What should we do, Pavilion Master?"
The disciples of the Sword Pavilion were at a loss. They didn't know what to do.
Panic spread among them. They were on the verge of collapse.
If they couldn't get out, they could only die in the ancient tomb. How could they die in the ancient tomb when they hadn't enjoyed a good life enough?
"Stop arguing. What are you shouting for? Look at you. Do you still have the demeanor of a disciple of the Sword Pavilion? "
Wei Zhongxiong was already annoyed. Now that he heard their chatter, he was even more annoyed.
After a loud shout, the situation calmed down.
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