The shattered curtain of light turned into fragments of energy. Under the night sky, it was extremely conspicuous. It was like snowflakes falling down in torrents, falling into the Autumn Family courtyard and then fusing into the air.
Seeing this, the Qiu Family Head, who had just heaved a sigh of relief, was stunned. The disciples and elders of the Qiu Family turned pale.
One of their greatest trump cards had been destroyed by a single blow from the Sky Devouring Roc Ancestor.
"The Qiu Family is finished …"
Seeing this, the Fang Family Head couldn't help but sigh. He was glad that he hadn't acted rashly and joined forces with the Qiu Family Head.
This level of strength was not something that the Fang and Qiu Families could deal with.
Although he was about to die.
However, his actions had saved the Fang Clan.
And the Qiu Family …
Obviously, they weren't going to be so lucky.
Thinking of this, sure enough, in the next moment, a voice drifted out of the carriage.
"Leave no one alive."
The calm voice wasn't loud, but it reverberated clearly over the rolling river. It sent chills down everyone's spine and made their hearts tremble.
Exterminating a family was such a serious topic, but in Lin Tian's mouth, it was as if it wasn't important at all.
Hearing his words, Xiao Hei's eyes flashed coldly in the sky, and a terrifying aura exploded.
"Kill!"
As it spoke, countless golden shadows appeared behind it. They were all golden swords. Then, like a torrential downpour, they rained down on the Qiu Family.
Seeing this, the Qiu Family Head's expression changed drastically. He waved his hand and hurriedly raised his Saint Sword to meet the attack.
This rain of swords might not be able to kill him.
But to the Qiu Family, it was a disastrous blow.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Swoosh! Swoosh! Golden swords fell one after another into the Qiu Family.
Anyone below the Sage Plane would be instantly shattered if they were hit by the swords, not to mention directly hit by them.
As for the weaker ones, before the golden swords could even land, the sword aura produced by the golden swords had already killed them.
Even a Sage Plane expert could only dodge.
If one were to come into contact with these golden swords, only death would await them.
The speed at which these golden swords fell was too fast, enveloping the entire Qiu Family. They were extremely dense and terrifying, making it impossible for anyone to dodge.
In the blink of an eye, almost all of the Qiu Family's disciples and Elders were dead. Only a few of them were lucky enough to survive.
Even their Patriarch, who had broken through to the Saint Realm, was wounded by the rain of swords.
And this was only the first wave of sword rain.
The second wave arrived right after the first wave, not giving the Qiu Family any chance to catch their breath.
This scene caused everyone from the Qiu Family to fall into despair.
When the elders and disciples of the Fang family saw this scene, they all sucked in a breath of cold air. Their hearts couldn't help but tremble.
Then, they looked at the Master of the Fang Family, who was also stunned and seemed to be frozen in place.
In the beginning, they thought that their Patriarch was too cowardly. It was clearly not a losing battle, but he still wanted to throw his life away.
They couldn't understand their Patriarch's actions.
But now that they looked at it again, they rejoiced. Fortunately, they didn't listen to the Qiu Clan's Patriarch and attack together.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to predict the fate of everyone in the Fang Family.
Perhaps, they would be destroyed in an instant, just like the Qiu Family.
Just as everyone in the Fang Family was lamenting, the last person below the Saint Realm of the Qiu Family fell under the rain of swords.
Under the cold and merciless golden rain of swords, not a single person was able to escape. Even the space was sealed, and the rain of swords pierced through it. It was impossible to escape.
"I'll fight it out with you!"
When the Qiu Clan's Patriarch saw this scene, his eyes turned red. Among those who died, there were his family members, his wives, and even his children.
But now, all of them were dead. Not a single one was left. This caused the Qiu Clan's Patriarch to break down.
In life, other than success and fame, what a man wanted in life was to have children and grandchildren.
But now, all of his children and grandchildren were gone.
Perhaps there were one or two outside, but the Qiu Clan's Patriarch was in complete despair.
His eyes turned red as he stared at Xiao Hei. Ignoring his injuries, he held the Saint Sword in his hand and charged forward against the rain of swords.
At that moment, his aura was rising, and there was an unknown fire in his eyes.
This was a secret technique, a secret technique that forcibly increased one's strength. Moreover, the price to pay was his life.
Xiao Hei could clearly feel that the Qiu Clan's Patriarch's vitality was fading at an indescribable speed.
This secret technique, which relied on burning one's vitality to temporarily increase one's strength, was almost irreversible.
It could be said that he was paying with his life.
It was all for the sake of a battle.
However, although this secret technique caused great damage to one's body, its effects were obvious.
With the help of the secret technique, the Qiu Clan's Patriarch, who was around the seventh level of the Saint Realm, was infinitely close to the level of a Divine Ancestor.
His aura was not much weaker than that of Chang Qingshan's Patriarch.
After all, the Qiu Clan's Patriarch cultivated the Way of the Sword, which specialized in killing. In a battle, he was more dangerous than Chang Qingshan's Patriarch.
However, in Xiao Hei's eyes, the current Qiu Clan's Patriarch was still somewhat weak.
Not to mention that he had not reached the level of a Divine Ancestor after burning his vitality, so what if he had reached the level of a Divine Ancestor?
Chang Qingshan's Patriarch was not at the level of a Divine Ancestor, but he was still killed by the Qiu Clan's Patriarch.
In the face of the Qiu Clan's Patriarch, who was attacking with a sword, Xiao Hei's eyes flashed with a trace of disdain. He did not have the slightest intention of dodging. Instead, he raised his claws and met the Qiu Clan's Patriarch head-on.
For ordinary human cultivators, weapons were very important. A suitable weapon could increase one's strength by more than half.
However, for the Monster Clan, who did not even choose to transform, like Xiao Hei, their bodies were the best weapons.
Regardless of whether it was the hard feathers or the sharp claws, they were not inferior to an ordinary Holy Weapon.
Therefore, in the face of the Qiu Clan's Patriarch's sword, Xiao Hei did not have the slightest intention of dodging.
In the eyes of the Qiu Clan's Patriarch, this scene became a humiliation. Xiao Hei did not even give the Qiu Clan's Patriarch the slightest bit of respect. Xiao Hei simply swung his claws at him. Was he not taking him seriously at all?
A trace of anger flashed in the Qiu Clan's Patriarch's eyes. He could not help but roar in anger. The light that erupted from the Holy Sword became even brighter.
The power that erupted from the Holy Sword was naturally raised to a higher level.
"Even if I can't kill you, I will make you remember this forever. Kill!" The Qiu Clan's Patriarch roared. The Holy Sword rushed up, and the golden sword rain that filled the sky was shattered. In the blink of an eye, the Holy Sword arrived in front of Xiao Hei.
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