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Chapter 480

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They had surrounded the Mystic Essence Sword Sect but did not kill them because they were waiting for Lu Ming to arrive.

Moreover, Xue Chao and Qiu Changkong hated and feared Lu Ming at the same time. They would not be at ease until they confirmed that Lu Ming was dead.

Rumble!

The Solar Legion and the Decimo Sword Sect's legions spread out and surrounded the Mystic Essence Sword Sect.

Xue Chao waved his hand and a jade table and a few jade chairs appeared.

The table and chairs floated in the air and Xue Chao sat on one of the chairs.

Qiu Changkong immediately took out a pot of wine and poured a cup for Xue Chao. He also poured a cup for himself and accompanied Xue Chao as they waited.

Lin Xueyi and the others had ugly expressions on their faces.

"They're trying to use psychological warfare to force those with weak wills to surrender. They're trying to humiliate us!"

Hua Chi said in a deep voice.

The other party had a Martial King expert and could easily crush them. However, they were not doing anything. In their opinion, they were trying to humiliate them.

"Sigh!"

Lin Xueyi sighed. Even if they knew, what could they do?

They were not as strong as the other party!

"Stay at your post and wait for any changes!"

Lin Xueyi ordered.

He sat cross-legged in front of the mountain gate and stared at Qiu Changkong and the others.

Then, Ling Potian, Hua Chi, and the other higher-ups also sat cross-legged in front of the mountain gate.

"Remember, if you want to live, surrender now. It'll be too late by the time I change my mind!"

Xue Chao drank his wine and his cold voice spread throughout the Mystic Essence Sword Sect.

In the Mystic Essence Sword Sect, many people had different expressions.

Some people were filled with righteous indignation and were ready to die.

Some people's eyes flickered and wandered.

Time passed slowly and the atmosphere in the Mystic Essence Sword Sect became more and more oppressive.

"I surrender. I choose to surrender!"

Suddenly, someone ran out from the foot of the mountain and shouted loudly.

A middle-aged man ran out frantically.

"It's a deacon of the White Tiger Institute. Damn it, he's been with the Duanmu family for too long. He's a traitor!"

A golden-robed elder roared.

"Hahaha, good. We won't kill him if he surrenders. Sect Leader Qiu, he'll be part of the Decimo Sword Sect from now on!"

Xue Chao laughed.

"Yes!"

Qiu Changkong nodded.

"I surrender too!"

"I want to surrender too!"

At this time, more people shouted and ran outside. There were more than ten people.

"Traitor, damn traitor!"

Someone roared.

The crowd could tell that these people were originally from the White Tiger Hall.

"It's good that they're gone!"

Lin Xue Yi said.

Then, everyone fell silent.

However, the atmosphere in the Mystic Essence Sword Sect became even more oppressive.

The first day passed just like that. Apart from the dozen or so people who had surrendered from the White Tiger Hall, no one else surrendered.

On the second day, the people's hearts became even more unstable.

Some people became more and more anxious. This was like waiting for death. Who could endure it?

Although Lin Xueyi and the others knew, there was nothing they could do.

The third day!

"I surrender!"

"I surrender!"

On the third day, someone finally shouted and rushed out of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect.

This time, it wasn't limited to the White Tiger Courtyard. People from the other courtyards also began to rush out of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect.

There were Bronze-ranked disciples, Silver-ranked disciples, and even elders.

"Alas!"

Lin Xueyi sighed, as if she had aged a lot in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, it was the fourth day.

On the fourth day, the number of people who surrendered suddenly increased greatly.

"I surrender!"



The people who were shouting to surrender were all over the place.

There were at least a few thousand people.

There were people from the Mystic Essence Sword Sect, Crimson Cloud Valley, and the imperial family.

"Damn it, traitor, damn traitor!"

Ling Potian flew into a rage. He wanted to rush out and kill those who surrendered.

However, the number of people who surrendered continued to increase.

On the fourth day, there were close to four thousand people who surrendered.

On the fifth day, there were fewer people who surrendered, but there were still about a thousand people who surrendered.

On the sixth day, Xue Chao suddenly slammed the table heavily.

"More than five days have passed, and Lu Ming still hasn't come. In my opinion, Lu Ming is already dead!"

Xue Chao said.

"Senior Brother, why don't we wait a few more days? What if Lu Ming isn't dead?"

Qiu Changkong said.

He was afraid of Lu Ming from the bottom of his heart.

"Junior Brother, what are you afraid of? Let's attack first and take them all down. It won't be too late to wait! "

Xue Chao said.

"Then, alright, let's do as Senior Brother said!"

Qiu Changkong nodded.

Shua!

Xue Chao stood up and took a step forward.

Bang!

At this moment, Lin Xueyi suddenly stood up, and a powerful aura erupted from her body. "Who will fight with me?"

"Me!"

Ling Potian roared.

"Me!"

"Me too!"

Shangguan Ming, Yan Quan, and the other two half-step Kings from the Mystic Essence Sword Sect and Crimson Cloud Valley, as well as some golden-robed elders, all responded. Their auras erupted and gathered together, stirring up the wind and clouds.

Roar!

With a low roar, a tall figure appeared beside Lin Xueyi and the others. It was the Golden Eye Blood Zombie.

"Haha, mere half-step Kings, and some ants who aren't even half-step Kings, want to fight with me? You're overestimating yourselves. You're courting death!"

Xue Chao sneered.

"A dog like you dares to attack the Mystic Essence Sword Sect? You're even more overestimating yourself. You're courting death!"

As Xue Chao's voice fell, another cold voice sounded.

Hearing this voice, Xue Chao and Qiu Changkong's bodies shook violently as they cried out involuntarily, "Lu Ming!"

As for Lin Xueyi, Hua Chi, and the others, their bodies also shook violently as they cried out, "Lu Ming, it's Lu Ming!

Everyone couldn't help but look toward the source of the voice.

In the distant sky, a bolt of lightning flashed and flew over.

Too fast, it was really too fast.

A moment ago, it was at least a few dozen li away, but in the next moment, it was right in front of them.

With a flash of lightning, a handsome figure appeared in the sky. If it wasn't Lu Ming, who else could it be?

"Good, I've made it!"

Lu Ming's gaze swept over, and he immediately felt relieved.

In these five days, he hadn't slept or rested as he madly rushed over. He had finally made it.

"Lu Ming, why did you come alone? The other side has a King. Hurry up and leave, and report this matter to the upper echelons of the Emperor Heaven Divine Palace!"

Lin Xueyi hurriedly cried out.

"That's right. Lu Ming, hurry up and leave. As Emperor Heaven Divine Guards, they actually abused their authority and mobilized the Blood Zhao Empire's army. This is against the rules of the Emperor Heaven Divine Palace. As long as you report this, I don't think they will dare to do anything to us."

Hua Chi also cried out.

The other side had a King, and Lu Ming wasn't their opponent at all. It was better to leave first and report the situation to the Emperor Heaven Divine Palace.

Lu Ming was an Eastern Sky Divine Guard, and his status wasn't something they could compare to. As long as he reported the situation, the upper echelons of the Emperor Heaven Divine Palace would definitely pay attention to it.

"It's fine!"

Lu Ming waved his hand slightly, and Lin Xueyi and the others quieted down.

Unknowingly, Lu Ming already had great prestige in the hearts of Lin Xueyi and the rest.

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