"Bang!"
Ling Yun stopped in the square and threw Kunlun Wei, who was already disabled, to the ground.
The entire Myriad Buddhas Sect had turned into a living hell. Corpses were strewn all over the square, and blood flowed like a river. Shrill screams rose and fell incessantly, vividly displaying the fear and despair of those who were seriously injured and dying.
Although it was a massacre, Ling Yun did not kill them all. Except for a few people at the peak of Foundation Establishment Realm, nearly a hundred Myriad Buddhas Sect disciples at the Late-stage of Qi Refining Realm, and those who wanted to escape during the chaos, most of the others who were below the Middle-stage of Qi Refining Realm survived.
Of course, these Myriad Buddhas Sect disciples who were lucky enough to survive only survived. Their True Qi was sucked away by Ling Yun, and their cultivation was ruined. From now on, it was impossible for them to cultivate again.
Ling Yun certainly had his own reasons for doing so. He wanted to shock the entire Nanyang Individual Cultivators Alliance. He wanted those who were lucky enough to survive to remember this night and this battle forever. He also wanted the other members of the Nanyang Individual Cultivators Alliance to see and hear with their own eyes what would happen to those who dared to covet Huaxia or even oppose Huaxia!
On the huge square of the Myriad Buddhas Sect, only three people were left standing.
Ling Yun, Kunting, the Sect Master of the Myriad Buddhas Sect, and Kunzhan Le, the Light Protector, were not far away from him.
Kun Ting and Kun Zhanle were already exhausted. They had tried their best just now, but they still couldn't resist Ling Yun, who was getting stronger and stronger. They could only watch the disciples of the Myriad Buddhas Sect fall down one by one like chopped leeks. They were powerless to do anything!
Even the two Enlightening Realm monks working together could not break Ling Yun's defense, let alone keep up with Ling Yun's speed. They could only let Ling Yun reap the lives of the Myriad Buddhas Sect disciples. The grief, humiliation, and fear from the depths of their souls had completely defeated them!
Kunting's face was pale, and his whole body was trembling. His eyes were blank, and he looked around. There was only one thought left in his mind: the Myriad Buddhas Sect was completely finished!
Kunzhan Le's eyes were filled with tears of blood, and he looked terrible. He had long disregarded life and death. He looked at Ling Yun with grief and indignation, spread out his hands, and muttered to himself, "Is it necessary? Is it necessary? Benefactor, aren't you afraid of the wrath of heaven for slaughtering my Myriad Buddhas Sect? "
Ling Yun stood proudly. His eyes were clear, and there was not the slightest ripple in his heart. Even though he did not understand what Kun Zhan Le was saying, he could roughly guess it just by looking at the other party's expression.
After pondering for a while, Ling Yun raised his hand and summoned the half-dead Kun Pucha over. He said calmly, "Translate for us."
"I don't want this vile creature to translate!"
Kun Zhan Lat saw that Ling Yun had actually pulled the Kun Pounder over again and immediately understood his intentions. He was so angry that his whole body trembled. He immediately raised his hand and pulled the Kun Pounder in front of him. Then, he turned his palm and slammed it down!
Puff!
Kun's brain burst open and his corpse fell to the ground.
Shua!
After Kun Zhan Le had personally killed Kun Pocha, who had brought disaster upon the Myriad Buddhas Sect, he raised his hand and summoned Kun Lun Wei, who was on the verge of death.
First, he channeled pure Buddhist power into his body. Then, he said sternly, "Kunlun Wei, translate!"
Ling Yun didn't stop Kun Zhan Le at all. Since the other party still wanted to say something to him, then let him say it.
"Master, I … I know I was wrong. I regret not listening to your advice back then and insisting on joining the Nanyang Itinerant Cultivators Alliance. I didn't expect that I would bring such a huge disaster upon the Myriad Buddhas Sect …"
With the help of Kun Zhan Le, Kun Lun Wei temporarily recovered some strength. He first spat out a large mouthful of blood before crying bitterly and speaking.
"Lun Wei, things have already come to this point. What's the point of telling me all this now?"
Kun Zhan Le interrupted Kun Lun Wei coldly and said straightforwardly, "I think you have already understood what he meant. He is here to destroy the Myriad Buddhas Sect. He has already killed all the people in our sect who are above the middle stage of the Qi Cultivation Realm. I think the Sect Leader and I will definitely die in a while. However, before I die, I still have some things to clarify with him."
"From now on, no matter what the two of us say, you have to translate for us word by word. You must never try to sow discord like Pounder did. Do you remember?"
Kun Lun Wei struggled to nod his head. "I will remember."
"Alright!"
Kun Zhan Le raised his head and stared at Ling Yun for a while. Suddenly, he asked, "Almsgiver, even though I, Kun Zhan Le, have poor eyesight, I am still the Radiant Protector of the Myriad Buddhas Sect. I know that you are not showing your true appearance now. I wonder if you can show me your true appearance?"
This request wasn't too much. Anyway, Ling Yun had already beaten the other party to the point where they didn't even have the will to resist. He smiled indifferently and instantly restored his true appearance.
"I will let you die knowing. I am the head of the Ling Family in Huaxia, Ling Yun."
"Wh … at?"
"So you … you are Ling Yun from the Ling Family? It really is you! "
Ling Yun didn't expect that revealing his true appearance and announcing his name would cause such a huge reaction from the other three. Even Kun Ting, who had long given up hope, turned his head upon hearing his voice.
"Uh …"
Ling Yun couldn't help but touch his head. "Why, am I so famous in Nanyang?"
Kun Zhan Le smiled bitterly and shook his head with a sigh. "Hehe, Ling Yun, you rose to prominence in Huaxia half a year ago. You have been through hundreds of battles without a single defeat. You are known as the Killing God. Also, because you have the Devil's Blade, the Devil's Blade, you are regarded as the Devil Lord of the Huaxia Cultivation World!
"Other than that, I heard that you are also recognized by the Huaxia Buddhist Sect and the Daoist Sect as the person destined to deal with tribulations. Am I wrong?"
"That's right."
Ling Yun nodded indifferently, but his heart was in awe. Even though the things that Kun Zhan Le said had already spread in the Huaxia Cultivation World, they were still top secrets. He didn't expect the Radiant Protector of the Myriad Buddhas Sect to know so much about them. It was obvious that the Nanyang Itinerant Cultivators Alliance had put in a lot of effort to deal with Huaxia.
Kun Zhan Le smiled bitterly. "If that's the case, the Myriad Buddhas Sect's defeat tonight isn't an injustice."
"Perhaps."
Ling Yun only smiled when he heard that.
The fact that Kun Zhan Le could say this showed that he understood Ling Yun's style of doing things very well.
"So, you slaughtered all the disciples of the Myriad Buddhas Sect above the late stage of Qi Cultivation in order to prevent us from taking revenge on Huaxia in the future?"
Kun Zhan Le stared at Ling Yun and asked.
"That's right!"
Ling Yun admitted frankly. "Killing one is killing, and killing a large group is also killing. I don't like to leave behind future troubles for myself."
"Then …"
Kun Zhan Le suddenly looked back at Kun Ting, then turned back and said, "Sect Master Kun Ting and I will definitely die?"
"That won't be necessary."
Ling Yun shook his head. "As long as you promise to withdraw from the Nanyang Itinerant Cultivators Alliance, destroy your own cultivation, and hand over your Dharma treasures, I will let you two go and leave."
After hearing that, Kun Zhan Le and Kun Ting looked at each other again and smiled bitterly.
According to their understanding of Ling Yun, this was completely Ling Yun's style. The rumors were true!
Kun Ting suddenly took a step forward and shouted sternly, "What if we don't agree?!"
Ling Yun smiled coldly and patiently advised the other party, "Then you can die. Anyway, other than losing two more lives, the ending will be the same for me."
"Uh, maybe it will be more beneficial for me …"
After a pause, Ling Yun added another sentence.
"Hmph! The Myriad Buddhas Sect has already fallen to such a state. As the Sect Master of the Myriad Buddhas Sect, what face do I have to live in this world? "
"Even if I die, I, Kun Ting, will fight to the death with you!"
"Boom!"
After saying that, Kun Ting's eyes were resolute. He no longer cared about anything else and directly attacked Ling Yun!
He was deliberately seeking death.
"Then I will send you on your way!"
Ling Yun's eyes were cold as he calmly swung his sword. He had now reached the peak of Qi Cultivation Stage Eight. With only nine slashes, he killed Kun Ting on the spot. At the same time, he absorbed all of Kun Ting's pure Buddha power and turned it into his own.
This battle came and ended quickly. From the beginning to the end, Kun Zhan Le turned a blind eye to it. He neither stopped Kun Ting nor helped him. It was as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.
After Kun Ting died, Kun Zhan Le took out the treasure mirror and sent it directly to Ling Yun. Then, he took the initiative to disperse his cultivation.
"Almsgiver Ling Yun, I, Kun Zhan Le, agree to all your conditions. From now on, the Myriad Buddhas Sect has nothing to do with the Nanyang Itinerant Cultivators Alliance. I can also guarantee that in the next hundred years, the disciples of the Myriad Buddhas Sect will not step into Huaxia!"
"I wonder if Almsgiver Ling Yun is satisfied with this answer?"
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