The Hegemon Sword Sect of Chu Country was the number one sect in the Jianghu. It was located on a glacier, and although it wasn't at the peak, it was much higher than the Crimson Firmament Peak which was also located on the glacier. Baidu or search ""
The sect leader, Batian, was also the Great General of Chu Country. He controlled the entire Jianghu of Chu Country and controlled 70% of the world's military forces. In terms of authority, other than the Emperor, no one in Chu Country could compare to him.
At this moment, the Chu and Song Kingdoms were at war. Batian did not personally go to the battlefield. He remained on the glacier, under the pavilion.
Make tea.
The tea was like blood.
Blood was human blood.
A person's blood should have coagulated when it came in contact with heat, but the teapot was boiling scarlet, and a few tea leaves were faintly visible. The fact that the blood had not coagulated was the work of the tea leaves.
The blood tea was fragrant. The tea was freshly picked, and the blood was fresh blood.
Glancing at the six pale-faced people kneeling outside the pavilion, the middle-aged scholar in the pavilion nodded slightly. This action immediately made the other two people in the pavilion beam with joy.
Today's blood was released in front of the Sect Leader. It had only been a few breaths since it left the human body, so it was the freshest. The two of them felt the same way and decided that from now on, the Sect Leader's morning tea must be like this.
These two people were two of the ten Vice Sect Masters of the Hegemon Sword Sect. The old man was called Xue Jian, and the middle-aged man was called Wang Tianya. Xue Jian was in charge of the affairs of the Jianghu, while Wang Tianya was in charge of taking care of Batian.
"I'm done." Batian raised his cup of blood tea and took a sip. His brows unconsciously relaxed a little.
Xue Jian immediately bowed and softly replied, "A few months ago, we found out that the second disciple of Crimson Firmament Peak, Mo Yan, had faked his death and snuck into Chu to become a spy. We have found a total of 631 spies. Apart from the six here, the rest have been beheaded."
Batian finished the blood tea in a single gulp. He placed the teacup down as a smile appeared on his face. "Know yourself and know your enemy, only then will you be able to strategize. If these six hundred plus people aren't eliminated, they would definitely pose a great threat to Chu. This is the reason why I'm staying here and not going to the battlefield."
"Sect Leader is wise." Wang Tianya hurriedly flattered him, and then continued rather considerately, "I'll write this letter to report the details to the emperor."
Batian laughed bitterly and said, "It's time to submit a memorial. In just a short month, twelve golden tokens have been sent to urge me. Sigh …"
Wang Tianya smiled and said, "His Majesty will definitely understand Great General's painstaking efforts. Read the full text. "
Batian nodded, got up, and walked out of the pavilion. "Send the heads of these six to Lanzhuo City and hang them on the city walls."
A loud sound that had never appeared in the Hegemon Sword Sect exploded out.
Batian frowned and stopped in his tracks. He turned his head and looked at the two mountain gates that had been sent flying.
These two mountain gates had protected the Hegemon Sword Sect for hundreds of years and had never been destroyed.
Xue Jian and Wang Tianya's expressions changed greatly. The Sect Leader liked peace and quiet, but when he heard the noise, he became angry. Once he became angry, blood flowed like a river.
"Who is it?!" Xue Jian roared with a sinister expression.
Wang Tianya was even more resolute and shouted sternly, "The person who destroyed the mountain gate shall die with a myriad of swords piercing through his heart!"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless people in blood-red clothes rushed towards the mountain gate from all directions with long swords in their hands.
The cold light of the long sword flashed, and the iceberg was covered with a layer of silver, a deadly silver.
Everyone in Hegemon Sword Sect looked at the empty space outside the mountain gate, except for the six people kneeling outside the pavilion.
These six people were the disciples of Saber Soul Sect who had abandoned themselves and joined Hegemon Sword Sect to cultivate.
At this moment, the eyes of the six people were dim, and their bodies were trembling.
What made them despair was not that they were about to be executed. What made them tremble was not because they had lost too much blood.
They were not afraid of death. They had already proven this in the River West Corridor. They were even less afraid of blood loss because they had almost died once.
The six of them felt the same fear as Xie Tian. Xie Tian did not know where his fear came from, but they knew.
This was the reason why they were trembling in despair and even waiting for death numbly.
A gust of cold wind appeared in Hegemon Sword Sect on the glacier. Cold wind was common, but it was not common for it to kill people.
When the three Hegemon Sword Sect disciples rushed out of the mountain gate, they returned to the mountain gate in just two short breaths.
The difference was that when they went out, they were standing up, but when they returned, they were lying down.
The people who were rushing out stopped in their tracks. At this moment, Batian frowned a little, and the fear in Xue Jian's heart increased by several times. He immediately shouted like an owl, "Out with the Hegemon Token!"
Once the Hegemon Token appeared, the Hegemon Sword Sect disciples charged forward, killing gods and buddhas alike!
Just a second frown from Batian was enough to make such a domineering Hegemon Token appear!
This was Batian.
As hundreds of people rushed towards the mountain gate, a slightly weak foot appeared above the two-foot tall threshold of the Hegemon Sword Sect.
The threshold was very high, so the foot shrank back. In the next moment, the threshold turned into countless sword-like fragments that shot into the mountain gate.
"Hmph!"
Xue Jian's expression was extremely ugly. He snorted heavily and spread his hands like wings. Two blood swords suddenly appeared, and he instantly slashed out eighteen blood sword qi to block the fragments.
"Peak of Xiantian Realm Level Five, Xue Jian's cultivation has improved again!" At this moment, Batian's expression became a little better. He turned to leave, but he had just taken one step when he stopped and frowned again.
"Ah!"
"My eyes!"
Nine miserable cries rang out in the Hegemon Sword Sect. This situation had exceeded Batian's expectations, so he stopped for the second time and frowned for the third time.
Xue Jian's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He had never expected that nine of the countless fragments would be controlled by someone. That person could easily dodge the eighteen sword qi and injure nine people.
This was a humiliation!
His eyes burned with anger, and sparks would fly from time to time. At this moment, the foot that had broken the threshold appeared again!
This time, there was no threshold to stop it. The foot easily landed in the mountain gate of the Hegemon Sword Sect.
"Die!"
Xue Jian did not even look at the person who had come and stabbed out with his blood sword.
The owner of the foot that had stepped into this place had already brought humiliation to the Hegemon Sword Sect that they had not suffered for hundreds of years. Only hot blood could wash away this humiliation!
The blood sword tore through the air. Before the body of the sword arrived, and before the sword qi arrived, what came at Xie Tian was the sound of thousands of ghosts wailing.
Xie Tian did not care, and he did not even look at the blood sword. When he entered the mountain gate, the first thing he saw was the six people kneeling outside the pavilion.
Their faces were pale, and their bodies were cold. The ground was dark red, and there was no blood left.
These words caused Xie Tian's right shoulder to tremble. With a burst of anger, he punched out with his right fist!
When the fist came out, there was a thunderous explosion!
At this moment, Batian's pupils constricted, and he quickly said a word!
"Dodge!"
Xue Jian's movements paused, and he unwillingly put away his sword to protect himself. He switched from 100% offense to 60% defense. At the same time, his sword steps flashed, and he quickly retreated.
No matter how confident he was that he could kill the enemy with one strike, he did not dare to go against any of Batian's words.
But in the next moment, his unwillingness turned into fear and shock!
Boom!
Crack!
The world in front of him seemed to crack.
Then, a delicate fist appeared behind the heavens and earth.
The fist paused where he had been just now.
This pause caused the power that had been lost in the world to suddenly explode in all directions!
A whirlwind rose above the fist, and boundless cold air poured down!
Below the fist, the ground exploded, and dust flew everywhere!
In front of the fist, there was a transparent Void Fist that was aimed at Xue Jian!
Behind the fist, even the person who had punched out couldn't bear the force of the fist, and he was sent flying!
"It seems to only have the strength of Level One of the Xiantian Realm, but it can injure a Level Six of the Xiantian Realm. The power of this fist is amazing!"
Batian's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but praise. Then, he flashed to Xue Jian's side, and pointed his right index finger forward.
At this moment, a pair of crimson eyes flashed, and Xie Tian landed on the ground!
Lightning struck the ground!
The mountain gate of the Hegemon Sword Sect was on the verge of collapse!
Even the glacier that housed two super sects in the secular world and a holy land for cultivation was trembling slightly.
This tremble caused the direction that Batian pointed out to move up by half an inch.
Batian's expression changed slightly.
"Pocang!"
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