Seeing the Sect Leader of the Martial God Sect return, especially witnessing Nie Yuan destroy hundreds of airships with a single punch.
The Tian Luo Sect's Grand Elder looked as if he had eaten thousands of flies. His expression was extremely ugly.
He could not even wrap his head around it.
Facing Nie Yuan's piercing gaze, the Tian Luo Sect's Grand Elder nodded instinctively and said, "It's … it's me!"
"Then die!"
Nie Yuan was stunned. He did not expect the Grand Elder to be so honest. He did not want to torture him.
He extended his right hand and clenched his fist at the Tian Luo Sect's Grand Elder.
Puff!
In that instant, the Tian Luo Sect's Grand Elder's body turned into a mist of blood. Not even his bones were left …
Whoosh!
This scene scared the grade-two Wu Huang experts who were about to slaughter. They were so scared that they peed their pants.
They were terrified.
What kind of strength was this?
Before Nie Yuan's hand could touch the Tian Luo Sect's Grand Elder's body, the latter's body exploded.
It was as if he had been compressed by the air.
"S-Sage!"
Xuan Jizi of the Martial God Sect was overjoyed.
Then, his voice reverberated through the entire Martial God Sect's mountain like a great bell …
In that instant, the Martial God Sect was in high spirits. Even though they were bathed in blood, their eyes were filled with excitement.
A grade-one Mortal Sage was invincible.
"Sect Leader! Sect Leader! "
"Invincible! Invincible! "
The surviving three to four thousand disciples of the Martial God Sect were extremely excited. They had forgotten their pain and despair.
Now, all they could think about was glory. They were so excited that they had goosebumps.
They had won!
They had won!
The alliance of the seventeen sects of the Southern Region, tens of thousands of airships, and more than two hundred thousand martial artists could not do anything to the Martial God Sect.
Sect Leader Nie Yuan alone was enough.
Mortal Sage!
This was a legendary realm. He could crush the void and take the enemy's head from a thousand miles away. It was as easy as taking something out of his pocket.
At this moment, Nie Yuan stood in the air. In the eyes of the seventeen sects, he was like a demon.
He was about to start hunting them.
"Run …"
Some of the Rank-2 Wu Huang experts from the sects were so frightened that they wanted to escape on their arks.
Cultivation was not an easy thing, especially at their level of cultivation. No one wanted to die.
Second-class Wu Huang, the first person below the Sage, could go anywhere in the world and enjoy any good fortune?
But as long as he died, there would be nothing left.
However … they didn't realize this problem when they were hunting the Martial God Sect disciples. The Martial God Sect disciples didn't want to die either …
Perhaps this was the apathy of a powerhouse.
So now, the Martial God Sect's Sect Master was also indifferent. He wanted to hunt down these people who had slaughtered the Martial God Sect's disciples and use them as a sacrifice to his thousands of disciples …
Boom!
At that moment, a powerful killing intent burst forth from Nie Yuan's body, and at the same time, the aura of a Saint soared into the sky, causing the dark clouds to retreat.
As Nie Yuan stretched out his hand and made a hook with his palm, the hundreds of flying ships that had fled condensed into a giant hand made of spiritual energy out of thin air.
It blotted out the sky and the sun.
The hundreds of flying ships were instantly crushed into pieces by the giant hand, and the powerhouses on them died one after another. Blood dyed the sky red.
Feng Hao didn't intervene. He just stood quietly in the sky, and at the same time, secretly probed and discovered that among the people from Earth, other than the foreign powerhouses who were seriously injured, no one had died.
This was a great fortune amidst misfortune.
After all, these people would be the backbone of the defense of Earth in the future. Lin Zhou's trip was just a trial for them.
When a Sage attacked, someone would definitely die.
Just like now, if Nie Yuan wanted these people dead, then no one would be able to resist his power.
This time, hundreds of flying ships were destroyed, and thousands of powerhouses from the sects perished. The stream that flowed through the Martial God Sect had long been dyed red with blood.
A red stream of blood flowed toward the seventeen sects.
"Let me go, I'll kowtow to you, I'll be your godson …"
Some of the Rank-2 Wu Huang powerhouses were so scared that their hearts were about to split, and they wailed loudly. They didn't want to die, and were even willing to be Nie Yuan's godson.
However, Nie Yuan just sneered and said, "Did you give them a chance before this …"
Nie Yuan was referring to his disciples of the Martial God Sect.
Therefore, he acted decisively!
One by one, the Rank-2 Wu Huang powerhouses fell in front of Nie Yuan. Wherever he passed, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
At this moment, Nie Yuan was like a demon.
In fact, the mountain top of the Martial God Sect that he was on had already been burned to ashes, and the ice-cold corpses …
They were all disciples who had once called him Sect Leader.
These people came from thousands of miles away to join the Martial God Sect, entrusted their future lives to him, and dedicated everything they had to the revitalization of the Martial God Sect.
However, the powerhouses of the seventeen sects had joined forces, and it seemed like they wanted to annihilate the entire Martial God Sect.
The viciousness of his heart had long since caused Nie Yuan to become a mad devil.
His eyes were bloodshot, and at this moment, there was only killing!
He acted decisively, and left no one alive!
He was vicious and merciless, and did not leave an intact corpse!
Tears of blood flowed from his eyes, and he felt injustice for the Martial God Sect's disciples who had died. He hunted down these evildoers just to offer sacrifices to his disciples.
Out of the tens of thousands of flying boats, he destroyed eight to nine thousand of them. Nie Yuan was like an uninhabited land. This day was destined to be recorded in the annals of the Southern Territory of the Great Xia Dynasty.
He didn't care about praise or criticism, he only wanted to have a clear conscience! Even if the Great Xia Emperor held him accountable, he wouldn't regret his original intentions.
The powerhouses of the seventeen sects that Nie Yuan killed wailed like ghosts and howled like wolves, and cried for their parents. They expressed that they would no longer bully the weak, and that they would work like slaves for the Martial God Sect …
However, Nie Yuan never believed in the lies of evildoers. He felt that only the dead were the most trustworthy.
The disciples of the Martial God Sect shed tears.
They saw that the Sect Leader had already gone mad, and he seemed to be overdrawing his life force to avenge the deaths of his fellow disciples.
They wanted Nie Yuan to turn back, because after causing such a large massacre, there was absolutely no possibility of him surviving the tribulation in the future.
In other words, Nie Yuan's attack this time was to exchange a life for a life.
The surviving disciples of the Martial God Sect, including the elders, all knelt down. They knew that once the Sect Leader left, there would be no turning back.
Life was long … Sect Leader Nie Yuan was destined to walk forward alone.
Feng Hao was moved. He appeared by Nie Yuan's side, pressed down on Nie Yuan's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Enough, if this goes on, there will be no turning back …"
"Can I still turn back?"
The Martial God Sect's Nie Yuan quietly looked at Feng Hao, and then he turned his head, his gaze falling onto the powerhouses of the various sects that were fleeing in panic.
Feng Hao went silent.
To the powerhouses of the sects, they weren't first-grade mortal saints, and their actions wouldn't be rejected by the heavens and earth.
However, Nie Yuan was different. He was already a mortal saint that had fused with the Dao of the heavens and earth, and he borrowed the energy of the heavens and earth to hunt and kill hundreds of thousands of powerhouses.
He could be said to be the butcher of ten thousand.
He was destined to suffer the rejection of the heavens and earth, and this was a situation of certain death.
Although his motive was only to avenge the deaths of his own sect's disciples, but … the heavens and earth didn't understand.
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