The Thunderous Path's voice reverberated throughout the entire valley. Of the nine elders who had rushed over to help, only four were left.
And the cultivation of these four elders gradually regressed under the Thunderous Path. Not only did they lose the support of the Berserk Talisman, their cultivation was also rapidly decreasing.
In just a short ten seconds, the cultivation of these four elders had completely disappeared, and their life force was also rapidly decreasing.
The Immortal Qi in the bodies of the soldiers of the Four Sect Alliance had already been completely depleted.
The few Wu Huangs had only opened up a path for the Assassination Society's army, and the army was practically powerless against the encirclement of the Assassination Society.
There wasn't a single scream, nor was there any resistance.
It wasn't that this group of soldiers didn't want to resist, but that they didn't even have the strength to raise their hands.
Chu Haoyu, He Muyun, and Guo Zhuyue were all captured by this Wu Huang in the end.
At the moment of his death, a soldier still firmly bit onto the trouser leg of an Assassination Guild soldier, even though both of his arms had already been cut off by someone else.
Fresh blood dyed the entire valley red. Dark clouds floated across the sky, and gradually, tiny droplets of water fell from the sky, quickly forming a torrential downpour.
The heavy rain didn't wash away the blood, and the massacre of the Assassination Society continued.
Originally, there were only a hundred thousand soldiers of the Four Sect Alliance left, but under the encirclement of the Assassination Society, more than half of them were dead or injured.
Even in death, these soldiers were still glaring at their enemies furiously, not yielding in the slightest.
Guo Zhuyue's arm had been chopped off, and Chu Liuyun's saber was pressed against his neck.
Guo Zhuyue's eyes were wide open as he glared at Chu Liuyun angrily, and spat at him.
Xiao Yin leaned against a tree weakly, while a huge rhinoceros followed behind Number 19, slowly walking towards her.
There were no cries, no screams, no cheers.
Xiao Yin just looked at Number 19 calmly, not saying a word.
"It's time to end the Heaven Fiend Mountain Range," Number 19 said expressionlessly.
Hearing Number 19's words, Xiao Yin suddenly revealed a smile. Then, she burst into laughter. In the end, Xiao Yin held onto her stomach and laughed so hard that tears came out of her eyes. It was as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world.
Number 19 furrowed his brows. He had no idea why Xiao Yin was laughing. In his opinion, Xiao Yin looked like he had gone mad.
"Where are you?! If you don't come, everyone will die! " Everyone is going to die! "Xiao Yin looked at the sky and howled crazily. This was the last straw for the four sects.
"Hahaha! Even if the gods come, they won't be able to save you! "Chu Liuyun stood in the Assassination Society's army with an insufferably arrogant look.
"Nonsense!" Suddenly, the world changed greatly. A cold snort sounded from the end of the world.
Immediately after, a flat disc-shaped storm appeared from the end of the forest. With terrifying power, it flew towards the Assassination Guild's army.
In the center of the storm, a Blood Fiend Spiral Dart emitting black mist was spinning wildly.
Everywhere the storm passed, everything was cut into pieces.
Chu Liuyun didn't have time to react. He was in the middle of the army, and the storm seemed to have its own consciousness. As his pupils constricted, it cut his body in half.
Kacha! Kacha! Kacha! Kacha! Kacha! In a few short seconds, the storm passed through the Assassination Order's army, instantly creating a path of interweaving human limbs.
Until the storm disappeared, the Blood Spiration Dart also flew to the end and landed in the hands of a black-clothed youth.
Number 19 frowned and looked at the corpses. "Blood Spiration Dart …"
He didn't care about Chu Liuyun's death. At the very beginning, he could have saved him.
But he didn't.
In his eyes, Chu Liuyun's life and death had nothing to do with him. Or it should be said that in the eyes of the Assassination Society, Chu Liuyun was an ant. To them, once his value was used up, he could be casually trampled to death.
"Lin Yun …"
"Lord Lin Yun …"
"Lord has returned to save us …"
When the surviving soldiers saw the slowly approaching figures at the end of the forest, they unconsciously heaved a sigh of relief. It was as if they had seen the salvation of the gods.
"Gather!" At Number 19's command, he led the 18 Martial Monarchs to a spacious area. They stared at the few figures walking towards them.
Slowly, Lin Yun and the others appeared in front of them.
"Yang Zhaochan …" Number 19 was slightly surprised when he saw Yang Zhaochan. His gaze landed on Lin Yun. Then, his gaze flickered between Lin Yun and Yasuo before finally landing on Lin Yun. "You are Lin Yun?"
Lin Yun didn't answer him. He looked around and saw Xiao Yin lying on the ground, the corpses of the soldiers from the Four Sect Alliances, the two green bulls lying on the ground, and Guo Zhuyue and He Peijian on their last breaths.
He didn't say anything. He just put the Blood Fiend Spiral Dart in his pocket and tilted his head as he said to Yasuo and the others, "Go and get rid of these soldiers."
"Alright." Yasuo didn't hesitate at all. His gaze swept across the 18 Wu Huang soldiers with a trace of sorrow in his eyes. He knew that if Lin Yun decided to take action personally, the consequences would be unimaginable.
After hearing Lin Yun's words, Yasuo and the others left one after another and joined the battlefield.
"Do you plan to …" Before Number 19 could finish his sentence, Lin Yun made his move.
Lin Yun's figure flashed in the void. When he returned to his original spot, one of the 18 Wu Huang soldiers was already in his hands.
"What?" Everyone from the Assassination Society was shocked. Just a moment ago, Number 19 was still hesitating about who was the real body between Yasuo and Lin Yun.
The aura on Yasuo's body made him feel a little fearful. However, the aura that Lin Yun was suppressing at the moment made him feel fearful.
In just the blink of an eye, Lin Yun had actually taken one of the 18 Wu Huang soldiers away. This was simply too unbelievable.
The hand of this Wu Huang was emitting black smoke. After being grabbed by Lin Yun, he still wanted to retaliate.
However, Lin Yun was faster than him. With a twist of his left hand, the Martial Monarch's right arm, which was shrouded in black smoke, was completely twisted.
"Kacha!" A crisp sound echoed. Lin Yun's strength was terrifying. He had already opened the third stage of the Demon God Core Crystal. His strength was unimaginable. The Martial Emperor's right arm was directly shattered.
"You were the one who injured Xiao Yin?" Lin Yun asked in a low voice.
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