As soon as Yang Qiusheng moved his sword, countless star forces gathered like rolling snowballs, and then chopped down. This sword still used the Genuine Essence as the core, but it was no longer just the shape of sword light, but the shape of a sword. It looked like a real sword, but it was many times stronger than the previous strike. Obviously, Ye Qingyu had made up his mind to exterminate Ye Qingyu. The Grand Dao was simple and when used by the Vision Domain Sword, even if it looked ordinary, it could be called a holy sword. Under the absolute power, there was nothing that could not be destroyed. The Holy Sword shrouded everyone, including the Chiefs and the core of each branch. If they were all killed here, they would not be able to recover for at least hundreds of years.
"Go!" Ye Qinglan suddenly opened her eyes, pushed Gu Mingxuan away, and spread the sword wings behind her. Facing death calmly, she confronted the sword. In order to fight for a chance for her disciples to escape, she fought with the sword under greater pressure. Her weak body seemed to be crushed by thousands of mountains. She couldn't bear the burden and twisted, and blood sprayed into the sky. Before that, under Xiansheng's aura, her soul seemed to have been smashed into pieces.
"Master!" Gu Mingxuan's eyes were red as he roared.
"Wanzhou, take your Junior Brother away! Don't come back if you don't hold the sword … "Ye Qinglan smiled sadly and was ready to die.
"Ow —"
"It's not easy for me to be your disciple again. I won't leave this time!" Shen Wanzhou suddenly roared like a wild beast. The ground suddenly cracked, and a transparent beam of light shot up. He stepped on the beam of light and rose into the air, passing Ye Qinglan. He held the Natal Sword tightly and slashed at the Sword of the Holy Saint.
"Sword Realm, One Cut Thousand Kills!"
Boom!
The beam of light followed Shen Wanzhou's slash and clashed head-on with the Sword of the Holy Saint. Then, there was a deafening explosion and the glaring light occupied everyone's vision. For a moment, it seemed that the pressure suddenly lightened, but then there was a scream. When everyone hurriedly opened their eyes, they saw Shen Wanzhou falling at a speed faster than when he had rushed up and smashed into the ground with a "bang". The Natal Sword then fell and pierced through his thigh. He stood there in a very ironic manner, but he did not even have the strength to dodge.
"Idiot!" Ye Qinglan spat out a mouthful of blood and thought blankly, "Is the Soul Sword Peak really going to die in my hands?"
"Junior Sister, let's help you!" Lu Wuzhang rushed up and helped Ye Qinglan to resist the Holy Sword. Then Lord Yangquan and Shangguan Qingyun also came up and temporarily stopped the Holy Sword from falling. Of course, the four bodies began to collapse under the huge pressure.
"Changming, my disciple, I know you are the calmest. Master knows that you are the calmest person. Take them away now.
"Wei Shu, Xiaolang …"
Hearing their respective masters calling out their names, the hearts of the disciples of the younger generation were in turmoil. They clearly knew that escaping at this moment to preserve the lineage of their lineage was the wisest choice. But how could they bear to abandon the people closest to them?
"It's time. Junior Brothers, please help me." Gu Changming suddenly murmured.
Wei Shu and Ye Xiaolang were both shocked and looked at Gu Changming. This senior brother, who had the reputation of Childe Sword in Jianghu, had never been seen by anyone. That was because he didn't need to do anything to influence people. If he didn't need to do anything, how could he influence people? There was a sword spell in the Heart Sword Peak called "Sword of Speech Spell". Every word of the swordsman who practiced this spell could become a sword move. It was said that the highest level of "Sword of Speech Spell" was "Echo Quietus". As long as the swordsman used coherent words to express his will, he could use it.
He displayed a terrifyingly powerful sword strike, but because there was no longer an echo, the price he had to pay was death. Now that Gu Changming said such a complete sentence, it was very clear what it meant.
He was going to use "Echo Quietus" at the price of his life.
"Senior Brother Changming!" The two shouted at the same time. But when they saw the situation of their master and the other three presidents, they couldn't say anything else.
"There's no time to hesitate! Open the way! "Gu Changming pulled out his sword and rushed to the direction of Yang Qiusheng.
"Me too!" Gu Mingxuan roared. He first used his soul sword to control the sharp objects around him to attack the force field under the Supreme Saint Sword. But he was quickly counterattacked and bounced back by an invisible barrier.
Ye Xiaolang and Wei Shu looked at each other, gritted their teeth, stamped their feet, and flew over. Ye Xiaolang shouted in a low voice. With a flick of his wrist, dozens of sword lights shot out. With another flick of his wrist, another dozens of sword lights shot out. After dozens of consecutive attacks, the Zhen Yuan in his Source Sea was almost completely exhausted. Countless sword lights hit the barrier one after another, making "peng peng" sounds. Wei Shu only had one sword left his hand. Like the scorching sun rising from the east, a strong light burst out from the sword, circled in the void, and suddenly crashed into the barrier.
The two exhausted all their strength and finally tore a crack, but it was not enough for one person to pass. Seeing that the Source Sea was exhausted and the crack was beginning to recover, they were very anxious.
"Sword Realm, One Cut Thousand Kills …"
Hearing a weak shout, the two turned back with joy. They saw Shen Wanzhou pull out his sword from his leg and rush over with a limp. After all, the Sword Realm was above the supreme skill, so he broke the barrier with one sword. Gu Changming smiled at them, then resolutely passed through the barrier and went straight to Yang Qiusheng.
"Changming, you have never been absent from my lessons. Do you really want to see me as your enemy?" Yang Qiusheng squinted his eyes.
Gu Changming said, "Kindness is kindness, and resentment is resentment. Isn't the person holding the butcher's knife Uncle?"
Yang Qiusheng said, "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not. Everything I've done is for the sake of the Sword Court's inheritance! As you can see, there are too many shortcomings in the Court Of Sword, and we must use strong methods to get rid of them. Therefore, I must reach the top and make the sword the master. Otherwise, this Confucian orthodoxy will always be selfish. In less than fifty years, there will be a crisis of destruction! "
Gu Changming did not stop. He was only ten feet away from Yang Qiusheng. "I believe that for the survival of the Court Of Sword, I can give everything. Master and the three First Seats are the same. No matter how embarrassing the current situation is, I believe that as long as we work together, any problem can be solved. "
Yang Qiusheng said, "I can only say that you are too naive! Changming, your cultivation is too pure, so you see the world so clearly. Let me tell you, Junior Brother Shanhai is possessed by the devil. This is not the biggest hidden danger, but do you know why he is possessed by the devil? " He did not wait for Gu Changming to speak and continued, "I will tell you the truth. He exposed Junior Brother Xiaojian's Real Life Divine Palace to Su Jin, which led to Junior Brother Xiaojian's death. He thought he could be calm, but obviously he can't. "
Gu Changming was shocked, and his footsteps also stopped.
Yang Qiusheng continued indifferently, "Now you know that the world isn't just black and white. The Sword Court has already started to rot from its roots, and if it isn't eliminated in time, believe me, it will definitely encounter the danger of destruction in less than 50 years."
Gu Changming took a deep breath. His body gradually blurred and disappeared in the air.
Yang Qiusheng became vigilant, "Changming, don't make a mistake!"
"Senior Uncle, perhaps you are right, but we do not need outsiders to interfere.
Because no matter how rotten the Court Of Sword is, it is still our Court Of Sword! "
The most important thing about "Echo Extinction" was that one's will was clear.
Gu Changming's will was clear and there were ripples in the air. A sword came out from nowhere, piercing through all the barriers like a hot knife through butter. Even the Vision Domain Domain could not stop it. When the sword came out, it had already entered Yang Qiusheng's heart. There was no gap between the front and the back, as if it was naturally there.
Yang Qiusheng revealed a faint bitter smile, "Changming, out of all these people, Senior Uncle doesn't want to kill you the most because you are the disciple that matches Senior Uncle's expectations, the one that can truly protect the Court Of Sword. But in the end, you are still standing against Senior Uncle. " A shadow appeared in the air, but it was already a corpse. The sword that should have pierced through his heart was now stuck in the corpse of the shadow.
"Death warrior!" Gu Changming laughed miserably as he suffered the counterattack of the Qi Domain. He was sent flying backwards, rolling like a broken scarecrow when he landed. But before that, a black line of blood had already appeared on his forehead.
"Changming!" Shangguan Qingyun let out a mournful cry. He had not thought that it would be so painful for a white-haired person to send off a black-haired person. It was even more unbearable than the end of Confucian orthodoxy.
"Changming is already dead. What value do you all have in living!" Yang Qiusheng's mood instantly became extremely bad. With a thought, the Holy Sword suddenly pressed down. The four Divine Domains all vomited blood and crashed to the ground. The Holy Sword continued to press down. Without the resistance of the four Divine Domains, True Lord Xiansheng's Dao covered the entire area. It was too late to escape.
The survivors could only watch as death came?
No, there was one person who was exceptionally tenacious. In this situation, he had taken an important person hostage.
"Father, please wait."
Hearing Wang Langtai's voice, Yang Qiusheng was a little surprised. Then he saw a sword on Wang Langtai's neck, and the person holding the sword was Shen Wanzhou.
"Quickly withdraw your magical power, or I will take his life!" Shen Wanzhou said hoarsely through gritted teeth.
The Holy Sword stopped again, but it did not dissipate.
"Is this really okay?" Wang Langtai laughed sinisterly. "If you kill me, the great beauty Lu that you love so much will not even have a corpse left."
Shen Wanzhou's lips moved. "You, you let her go, or I will kill you …"
Wang Langtai's lips revealed a bone-piercing sneer. "I will not let her go. At worst, we will fight to the death. Let me see how much you truly love the great beauty Lu."
Shen Wanzhou's face was pale. After hesitating for a long time, he turned around and showed an ugly smile to the crowd. "I am sorry …" The sword fell to the ground with a clang.
"Shen Wanzhou, you …" The crowd was shocked and angry. They had finally found a chance to live, but it was ruined just like that.
"Hahaha, you lowly thing, lowly dog … For a woman, you can even ruin Confucian orthodoxy. A dog is a dog. You really make Soul Sword Peak proud …" Wang Langtai retreated to the back, laughing and cursing at the same time, as if he was trying to hide something.
Yang Qiusheng no longer hesitated and continued to slash with the Holy Sword.
"There will be no more miracles …" Wang Langtai murmured and turned around to leave.
However, at this moment, a sword light suddenly lit up the dark night sky. It was brighter than the stars in the sky. When people noticed it, the sword light had already landed in the field.
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