When they arrived at the Mystic Essence Sword Sect's mountain gate, they saw that outside the Mystic Essence Sword Sect, there was an army as far as the eye could see.
The army was divided into two groups.
One of them was clad in golden armor, and they were riding golden lions that looked like little golden suns.
There were at least a hundred thousand soldiers.
The Sun Legion was the Sun Legion of the Great Sun Palace.
On the other side of the Sun Legion was a legion wearing blue battle armor.
This legion was the most elite of the Ten Direction Sword Sect, and there were about a hundred thousand of them.
The two legions added up to two hundred thousand, and their aura was so powerful that it made many disciples of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect break out in cold sweat.
It was with these two elite legions that the Decimo Sword Sect broke through and unexpectedly arrived before the Mystic Essence Sword Sect.
Shua!
When Lin Xueyi and the others came out, a figure charged out from the Ten Direction Sword Sect's army and stood in the air with a powerful aura.
It was Qiu Wuyang, the sect master of the Ten Direction Sword Sect.
"Lin Xueyi, you're already at the end of the road. Surrender now, and perhaps we can spare your life!"
Qiu Wuyang stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Lin Xueyi with disdain.
Shua!
Lin Xueyi took a step forward and also floated in the air, facing Qiu Wuyang.
"Qiu Wuyang, you've only borrowed external power. It's not much."
Lin Xueyi said coldly.
"Haha, Lin Xueyi, you're too naive. The winner takes all. You still don't understand this principle. No wonder you lost!"
Qiu Wuyang laughed complacently.
Lin Xueyi didn't look at him, and instead looked at the Sun Legion. She cupped her fists and said, "Everyone from the Great Sun Palace, my Mystic Essence Sword Sect has never offended the Great Sun Palace. Why did you send an army to surround us?"
"Haha, never offended our Great Sun Palace? What a joke! "
Three figures flew out from the Sun Legion. Each of them wore golden battle armor and had a powerful aura.
These three were all half-step Kings.
The one in the middle was a burly man who was more than two meters tall. He was the one who had just spoken.
He looked at Lin Xueyi coldly and said, "Your Mystic Essence Sword Sect has a grudge with my Great Sun Palace for a long time. You just don't know about it."
The old grudge he was talking about was the matter between Lu Ming and Yang Liuji. Lin Xueyi naturally didn't know about it and was stunned.
The burly man sneered and continued, "Moreover, even if there were no old grudges, all of you should still be destroyed. Who asked you to offend the genius of the Di Tian Divine Guards?"
"Di Tian Divine Guard, it is indeed the Di Tian Divine Guard. Qiu Changkong, is it you?"
At this moment, Ling Potian flew up to the sky and stood beside Lin Xueyi.
"Haha, that's me!"
At that moment, a figure flew out from the army of the Decimo Sword Faction. It was Qiu Changkong.
Qiu Changkong's eyes were cold as he laughed, "Lin Xueyi, Ling Potian, the Burning Sun Empire should be unified. You are so stubborn, you are digging your own graves!"
"Qiu Changkong, as the Empyrean Divine Guard, you actually used your personal authority to mobilize the armies of other empires and start a war. You have violated the rules of the Empyrean Divine Palace. If this matter is investigated, you will not be able to escape punishment!"
Lin Xue Yi said.
"Investigate? Haha, what a joke. With just the two of you? Even if you report me to the Empyrean Divine Palace, who would listen to you? Who would investigate a genius like me, the Empyrean Divine Guard, just because of ants from a small empire? What a joke. "
Qiu Changkong laughed without any fear.
"Damn it!"
Lin Xueyi, Ling Potian, and the others gritted their teeth as their anger soared.
However, they felt helpless in their hearts.
They understood that Qiu Changkong was right. They were just a few Half-Step Kings from small empires. In the eyes of the Empyrean Divine Palace, they had no weight at all. Even if they reported, no one would care about them.
"Qiu Changkong, don't be arrogant. Lu Ming is an Eastern Sky Divine Guard. If he knows about this matter, he will definitely not let this matter rest."
Hua Chi shouted from the mountain peak of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect.
"Lu Ming, hehe, I advise you not to expect anything from Lu Ming. He is probably already dead."
Qiu Changkong sneered.
"Impossible? Qiu Changkong, you are bullshitting. How could anything happen to Lu Ming? You are still alive, so how could Lu Ming die? "
Hua Chi shouted.
"Hua Chi!"
Qiu Changkong roared as a cold killing intent burst out from his body. His body emitted a mountain-like aura that was extremely terrifying.
"Half-Step King, you … you have reached the Half-Step King Realm?"
Lin Xueyi shouted in disbelief.
At this moment, the aura that Qiu Changkong emitted was indeed the aura of a Half-Step King.
It seemed like Qiu Changkong's cultivation had also improved greatly during this period of time. His cultivation had reached the peak of Martial Ancestor Realm and he had comprehended a trace of thunder intent. He was indeed in the Half-Step King Realm.
Ling Potian, Hua Chi, Shangguan Ming, Yan Quan, and the others' faces turned ugly.
In such a short period of time, Qiu Changkong's cultivation had already reached the Half-Step King Realm. It was terrifying.
Qiu Changkong sneered, looking at Lin Xueyi and the others as if he was looking at ants. In the end, he looked at Hua Chi and shouted coldly, "Hua Chi, how dare you! I'm a Di Tian Divine Guard. You're just a prince of a fallen empire, how dare you scold me? You're simply courting death. Now, I'll give you a chance. Kneel down and kowtow to me in front of everyone.
I will spare your life. "" A warrior prefers death to humiliation. Qiu Changkong, kill me if you dare. You want me to kneel down and apologize? Impossible! "
Hua Chi shouted coldly, not giving Qiu Changkong any face.
"You are courting death!"
Qiu Changkong's gaze turned cold as his palm slashed out like a sword.
Shoo!
A lightning sword instantly crossed the void and slashed towards Hua Chi.
It was fast, indescribably fast. Lin Xueyi, Ling Potian, and the others wanted to help but it was too late.
"Eighth Prince, be careful!"
Beside Hua Chi, an aged figure suddenly rushed out. His body emitted a vast aura as he slashed out a saber light.
However, the blade light was shattered like tofu by Qiu Changkong's sword light.
Poof!
Blood spurted out as the old figure was split into two by Qiu Changkong's sword light.
"Imperial Grandfather!"
Hua Chi let out an earth-shattering roar.
The person who stood in front of Hua Chi was the last Imperial Uncle of the Imperial Family. He was the last Martial Ancestor Realm Ninth Realm expert and he had died just like that.
The Imperial Uncle had been standing beside Hua Chi and that was why he was able to save Hua Chi's life in time.
"Ah, Qiu Changkong, I will fight you to the death!"
Hua Chi's eyes were red as he stared at Qiu Changkong.
"You? You're just an ant. You want to fight to the death with me? Die!"
Qiu Changkong shouted coldly as he slashed out another blade light.
Clang!
This time, Lin Xueyi was prepared. Her aura surged as she slashed out a blade light towards Qiu Changkong's blade light.
Boom!
There was an earth-shattering explosion and a figure was forced to retreat.
It was Lin Xueyi. At that moment, her body was trembling. The crowd saw a deep wound on Lin Xueyi's chest that was bleeding profusely.
Hiss …
The sound of people sucking in cold air could be heard.
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