Murong Chao looked at the three of them coldly: "Do you still remember? What kind of virtue did you have in Taichu? I forgot who took you away from Taichu and promoted you to your current position, right?"

"It's me, it's me, Murong Chao, who transferred you here and promoted you step by step to the position of one person above ten thousand people. If it weren't for me, you would never be able to make a fortune in your life in Taichu's teaching!"

Murong Chao raised his hand and pointed at Zhou Yuan, and said with a smile: "You offended the master of Gu Yun Hall. Who was punished to plead for you, and who asked you out of their hall? It was me..."

"You, Xue Yang? Because of your fierce fighting, I hurt my senior brother. Who helped you plead with the head teacher and spared you the pain of being punished? It's me, it's me Murong Chao..."

Murong Chao said coldly: "I saved you, I gave you the day to stand out. Now, are you, the group of ungrateful wolves going to betray me?"

Xue Yang, who has always followed Murong Chao's orders, could no longer hold back and said sternly: "Yes, we people have committed more or less committed crimes within the sect and were punished. It is indeed you who pleaded for us. We are very grateful! However, those holidays and those punishments are what we deserve. We have never resented to Taichu's heart, so that we can't surrender at the critical moment of Taichu's survival. We can't do it, we can't do it!"

Zhou Yuan raised his head and looked straight at Liu Mingxuan sitting in the main seat: "We will not surrender, because we are disciples of the Taichu Sect! Even if we don't like some of the people in power in Taichu, they may not like us. However, when foreign enemies come, we can hand over our backs to each other, and we will all fight side by side to kill the enemy in blood! We will not betray each other, nor will we surrender to the enemy who kills our Taichu Sect disciples!"

Liu Mingxuan smiled coldly at Murong Chao: "Is this what you mean by surrender? Are you really the leader of the First Hospital? I see that you have no prestige and control at all. The actions of these people make me doubt the sincerity of your surrender."

A gloomy death breath flashed in Murong Chao's eyes, and he said slowly: "Since that's the case... you don't have to live anymore."

Brush!

Two quick and urgent sword intents suddenly slashed out. Even if Zhou Yuan and others were wary of it, they would be difficult to resist!

puff!

In the blink of an eye, three more corpses were added on the ground.

No one expected that Murong Chao would actually start a murder without regard for his fellow disciples!

The remaining twelve people were all angry and their fellow disciples fought each other. This situation made their anger soar.

Murong Chao held the bloody sword in his hand and turned his head to look at the people behind him: "Now, do you still have any objections to my decision?"

Everyone was silent.

Murong Chao curled his lips and smiled. He was about to say something to Liu Mingxuan when the neat steps sounded behind him.

“We won’t surrender.”

"Never betray Taichu!"

"You are Taichu's sinner!"

"If Deputy Chief Qin was here, he would say that even if we died in battle, we would never surrender!" Lin Wei stared at Murong Chao and said word by word, "I finally understand why you are not as good as Deputy Chief Qin, because you do not have the soul of our Taichu Sect and the pride that our Taichu Sect disciples should have. You are not worthy of being a Taichu disciple!"

"You are a sinner, a sinner of Taichu!"

...

Murong Chao frowned slightly: "Everyone wants to die so much? They want to betray me? I, Murong Chao, really doesn't believe that there are so many people in the world who are not afraid of death..."

"We are afraid of death, but we would rather die in battle than surrender!"

"Okay, okay!" Murong Chao said three times, and he nodded gently: "Since you are not afraid of death, I will fulfill your wishes!"

brush!

The sword light rose everywhere! The sword energy with murderous intent seemed to surge in turbulent tide, and each of them turned into substance, slashing towards the disciples who opposed him in a tricky and cruel manner!

Witnessing the coldness of Murong Chao when he killed someone just now, these people naturally would not think that Murong Chao would show mercy to his subordinates and resisted one after another!

The true man Xiyue sighed in his heart, is this Murong Chao after his faith collapses? His methods are really cruel! Why did the Immortal King turn him into this way?

"Yingling Mountain..." Lin Wei was cut off half of his body. He lay on the ground, murmured in a low voice, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Yingling Mountain? When the Taichu Sect is about to perish, Yingling Mountain will naturally be razed to the ground." Murong Chao murmured.

Lin Wei glanced at him for the last time and smiled sarcastically: "Even if the body cannot enter Yingling Mountain, our soul will enter, you, haha..."

Murong Chao suddenly took action, and Lin Wei was beaten into a bloody mist!

The remaining disciples looked at Murong's fellow disciples who died tragically, roared in grief and anger, and really took the initiative to fight desperately!

Murong Chao had a very high cultivation level, and he was ruthless in his actions. He fell on the disciples like a mountain falling, and made blood marks on them! The resistance of his subordinates aroused Murong Chao's tyranny. His face became more and more crazy and heavier!

Bang bang bang bang!

Several disciples directly turned into blood mist under Murong Chao's violent bombardment!

"Go to die!"

Murong Chao's face was stained with the disciple's warm blood, and some blood splashed into his eyes, making his eyes full of blood. The more he killed, the heavier the blood in the hall, and an extremely strong and complicated hatred spread out from his heart, occupying his mind and limbs little by little!

As the last person fell, Murong Chao suddenly supported himself with his sword and gasped for breath.

He lowered his head slightly, but his spine was still straight. A huge hall was covered with corpses, and blood flowed into a small river and flowed all over the ground.

The light and shadow of the real person of Xiyue stood up from his seat, narrowed his eyes and looked at Murong Chao, who was covered in blood.

At this time, Murong Chao was extremely embarrassed, with scars on many sides of his body, which were not fatal, but also a little scared. He was almost a bloody man, and even his scattered hair was covered with sticky blood. The wet hair covered most of his face, making people unable to see his expression.

The real man Xiyue frowned. He really didn't like the bloody smell in the room. He moved slightly, flashed out of the hall, and then turned his head to look at Murong Chao: "Are you sure that others will not object to surrender?"

Murong Chao's body was hidden in the shadow of the room. The sun could not shine on him. The wind blew from outside. Murong Chao, who was standing in the corpse room all over the ground, was lonely.

He stood in a pool of blood and looked at all the dead, his eyes full of indifference: You? You can't recover the glory of Taichu! Since you are so arduous, then you will die! I'll come! I'm still alive, Taichu will have hope!

"Don't worry, no one will object anymore." Murong Chao's slightly hoarse voice was a little desolate: "Because... they are all dead..."

The real person of Xiyue looked at Murong Chao with some disdain, then moved the corner of his mouth and said in the tone of the superior: "That's good, you move faster, Taichu is a bit harder than we imagined. You can be considered Taichu's senior management, and you should know where their weaknesses are."

Murong Chao looked up at the real person of Xiyue and suddenly realized... there was something wrong with his eyes. The world was no longer the color, some were just black and white!

He did not answer immediately, and he stared at the black and white world in a daze.

Xiyue Zhenren didn't care about his reaction, and said while walking out: "Surrender quickly, and then you take people to Taichu and tell us their weaknesses. In this way, it will be easier for us to attack."

An hour later, Murong Chao opened the formation of the other courtyard with a bloody aura and walked step by step towards the Puguang Pavilion surrounded by the gate.

Murong Chao took a lot of steps, but it took him a while to get to the side of Xiyue Zhenren and others.

Puguang Pavilion only divided the staff of the mansion to the villa where Murong Chao was located, but dozens of chariots surrounded the villa, with a large formation.

The real man Xiyue stood on the largest warship, with the unique proud look of the disciples of the supreme sect, leaning against the railing beside him. Looking at Murong Chao who was flying onto the ship, he raised his hand and made a gesture. The warship turned from the air and headed straight for Taichu!

The warships were as fast as meteors, and in just half an hour, they approached the periphery of Taichu. Even though they were still dozens of miles apart, the rich bloody aura rushed towards them like a sea tide, causing Murong Chao's body to froze slightly.

Taking a chariot over the Taichu Sect, Murong Chao saw the current appearance of Taichu Sect incredibly.

The mountains were broken, dark clouds were pressing against the top, strong winds were raging, and blood flowed into a river! The entire Taichu was almost stained with blood, and the entire mountain road turned dark red. The bodies of countless disciples were scattered on the ground, with an angry expression on their faces...

All the living disciples of Taichu Sect were fighting fiercely, and their roaring and furious voices drifted with the strong wind.

At this time, life and death are no longer important. What the disciples of the Taichu Sect need to do is to kill every enemy who steps onto their own sect, protect every inch of land under their feet, use their blood on their bodies, and use their lives!

The passing scenery made Murong Chao's heart tugge, and his chest seemed to be pressed on something heavier than a mountain, making him breathing difficult and his eyes turned red.

The main ship of Puguang Pavilion is approaching, Murong Chao closed his eyes tightly and buried all the emotions he could not control in his heart. His hands were cold, and his blood seemed to be cold... He still couldn't understand why he had come to this point... Why did the last power of the omniscient Immortal King harm him like this! Could it be that the Immortal King was also hit by the inner demon?

...

When Murong Chao was taken to the main ship, there were fierce quarrels on it.

As soon as the real person Xiyue appeared on the main ship with Murong Chao, the people in Puguang Pavilion, who were blushing and thick-necked, were quiet for a moment.

The head of Puguang Pavilion, Fu Kong, still sat calmly on the main seat. Within the huge battleship, several old men sat in two rows, and others sat or stood, and the pressure of the strong was emitted from each of them.

With just one glance, Murong Chao knew that the people present had the worst cultivation level of the Immortal Infant Dao Fruit Realm.

When the real person of Xiyue introduced to everyone who came, all kinds of contemptuous eyes fell on Murong Chao without any concealment, just like looking at a clown.

"Xiyue is doing well." Fu Kong Zhenren nodded to Xiyue Zhenren.

The arrogant look on the face of the real person of Xiyue faded, and he was humble and gentle. He smiled and said, "The head of the sect is wrong."

"Look, the people in this villa are still cordyceps. They are weak before they can even kick their legs, hahaha..." An old man with gray hair glanced at Murong and laughed unrestrainedly.
Chapter completed!