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Chapter 1845

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Even Ye Qinghan felt the pain of losing so many masters at once, not to mention the smaller sects.

"Let's open up the mountain and rescue them first. I will pay the settlement fee for those who have died. Each life is worth 500,000 strands of faith. The Insane Sect will treat the seriously injured and compensate according to their injuries," Ye Qinghan said in a deep voice.

Many elders of the small sects were instantly filled with gratitude. After all, the majority of those who had died were from the small sects. Sector lords were the cornerstones of their sects. If they wanted to nurture a sector lord, they would have to spend a large amount of money.

With Ye Qinghan's words, thousands of people rushed up and began to dig up the mountain.

At this moment, Shang Lan's clan, Yang Tian Valley, and more than a dozen other powerful sects surrounded them. Their auras soared into the sky. Each of them sent out more than a dozen Lower Level powerhouses, which meant that there were more than a hundred Lower Level powerhouses. To deal with the Kuang Sect, they could definitely suppress them with numbers. Unfortunately, the Kuang Sect had more than one middle level master!

Lin Wutian had advanced to the middle level, and the mutated octopus was at the peak of the middle level. With the two of them working together, they could destroy so many masters!

Ye Qinghan tapped the Ruyi Bell with his fingertips. He smiled evilly as he looked at the group of masters and the young Sector Lords. He said in a low voice, "Kill them all!"

Chi Shuihen, Zhang Xiaoshen, and the others were shocked. If they killed so many masters at once, they would definitely suffer bloody revenge.

"Sect Leader Ye, you can't do that! There are at least three thousand of them and a hundred lower level masters. If you kill them all, the sects will go crazy … "Chi Shuihen quickly reminded.

Humph!

Ye Qinghan snorted. "So what if they go crazy? What can they do to me? "

Zhang Xiaoshen and the others knew how strong the Crazy Zong was. Lin Wutian was a mid-level elite, and he was the only mid-level elite in the Hidden Lands. He was invincible, and he had the help of the xenogeneic octopus. He didn't need anyone else to help him, and he could beat them all on his own.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoshen, Chi Shuihen, and the others were worried for this group of people!

Unfortunately, that group of people did not know what was good for them and surrounded the people of the Kuang Sect.

"Brat, hand over the Gold Devouring Toad and the divine weapon you just obtained from the mountain, and we'll spare your life!" A great expert from the Shang Lan family said coldly.

Another expert said in a domineering tone, "Hand over all the resources you've obtained over the past few days, and we'll spare your life."

Hahaha …

Everyone from the Kuang Sect laughed as if they were looking at wealth in front of them. With so many experts, if they could kill them all, there would be a lot of resources and wealth in their storage rings!

"What an idiot! How dare you spout nonsense when you don't understand the situation? "The divine bird mocked in disdain.

Ye Qinghan licked his lips and revealed a sinister smile that sent chills down everyone's spine.

"Kill! I support you. "Scholar Shi Xue smiled evilly.

"Alright, I'll leave the sector lords to you. The resources in their hands, you can take however many you kill." Ye Qinghan squinted his eyes and said.

"No problem! My Demon Dragon Sect isn't afraid of them! "Scholar Shi Xue was indeed the master of the Bloodthirsty Force. She agreed without hesitation.

Ye Qinghan looked at Lin Wutian and asked in a low voice, "Can you deal with them alone?"

Lin Wutian waved his hand and the divine weapon he got from the mountain appeared in his hand. It emitted an earth-shaking pressure as if it could shatter the world when it was unsheathed.

"Don't worry. I only need one sword. It's enough! I don't need the little slave beast's help, "Lin Wutian said aggressively.

Ye Qinghan smiled, his eyes raking through the warriors. He stretched his voice and said, "Then … Let's start!"

Hum …

The divine sword was unsheathed. Sword Qi shot up to the sky. Green lotuses bloomed, which could take people's lives from one thousand meters away.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Swoosh!

"Ahhh!"

Lin Wutian was like a wolf in a flock of sheep. His aura shot up to the sky as he entered the group of Lower Realm warriors. He killed one with each step. Blood flowed like a river. His sword Qi carried a destructive will. No one could resist his sword!

Boom!

Bang!

Some warriors managed to block it in time, but they were even more desperate. The pseudo-sacred weapons in their hands could not block the sword. They were split open or pierced through!

Screams of pain could be heard. Many people began to scream in fear as they tried to escape. Some of them wanted to break through Lin Wutian's defense and kill the Crazy Sect.

Ye Qinghan's foot slightly staggered, and power rose from the ground and gathered at his waist. It traveled through his limbs and bones, and finally gathered at the center of his right fist. Flames burned in his eyes, and the flames of a true dragon flickered in his eyes. When he saw an expert charging at him, he stomped his foot, causing the ground to crack.

Boom!

Hum!

Ye Qinghan's iron fist rushed out like a whirlpool with dragon-shaped flames. The terrifying temperature burned the opponent's pseudo-sacred weapon into nothingness.

Boom!

Ah!

The warrior watched as the pseudo-sacred weapon in his hand turned into molten iron and fell to the ground. His right arm disappeared from the impact. The piercing pain shrouded his soul. He could not help but howl to the sky.

Bang!

Whoosh!

A punch pierced through the chest of a lower realm warrior. His body was torn apart and blood dyed the mountains and rivers red.

Ye Qinghan retracted his fist as if he had never attacked. His face was expressionless. The lower realm warriors were drenched in cold sweat. One punch to kill a lower realm warrior. This was the power of a middle realm warrior!

Dead silence!

The lower realm warriors of the smaller sects were all stunned. They looked at Ye Qinghan in horror.

Lin Wutian was able to sweep through the lower realm because of his realm and the support of his sacred weapon. This was equivalent to a professional player bullying an amateur player. However, Ye Qinghan was a ninth level sector lord and he was able to sweep through the lower realm. This was equivalent to an amateur player beating a professional player. No one could accept this.

Scholar Shi Xue was shocked by Ye Qinghan. Her Dao heart was almost shattered. She even forgot to attack.

"If you still don't make a move, all the sector lord level cultivators will escape." Ye Qinghan lightly reminded.

Scholar Shi Xue woke up. She realized that the sector lord warriors had abandoned the elders of the various sects and families. They had all escaped. She immediately pulled out her sword and chased after them.

It was easy for a lower realm warrior to kill a sector lord. It was even easier than a middle realm warrior killing a lower realm warrior!

Xiu xiu xiu!

Scholar Shi Xue began to devour lives. She was like a human meat grinder. She swept across a thousand meters.

The Crazy Sect people did not pay much attention to the battle. Instead, they ordered the smaller sects to dig out the mountain and save the injured.

The smell of blood filled the air. Screams filled the air.

Lin Wutian was like the sun in the sky. He killed more than a hundred lower realms without any resistance. He basically killed one person with one sword. Their eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness when they died.

"I thought middle realm warriors were not allowed to appear …"

Many people died with their eyes wide open. They screamed in despair.

"Crazy Sect, you dare to challenge the rules. You will die a horrible death!"

The remaining people had no hope of escaping. They could only curse in despair.

Yin!

Puchi — — —

Lin Wutian was emotionless. His sword swung in all directions. The Green Lotus Sword Song swept across with destructive sword qi, reaping the lives of the people. Every corpse was perfectly preserved. Only the throat or heart had a thin sword wound. Fresh blood gradually flowed out.

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