"A sword comes to the west, and all flowers wither!"

This is the "Burning Flower Sword Technique", this sword technique created by Ling Tian.

Dugu Nine Swords's breaking move can see through the weaknesses of the local area at a glance. The weirdness of the evil-proof sword technique is found, and it is the shortest distance to swing the sword. Finally, it turns into the extreme sword speed, which is the limit of the sword technique.

"Zheng......"

The purple air filled the sky, turning into a rotating tornado.

This tornado reveals endless flowers, and the flowers are filled with a faint sharp aura.

"Tear...Tear..."

The tornado was spinning, but endless cracks appeared on the ground, like a sword light portrayed.

Ling Tian stood in the tornado, his whole body was filled with purple air, his hair had turned purple, and his eyes had turned into amethyst.

A smile of evil intention instantly attracted endless murderous aura.

"A sword comes to the west, and all flowers wither!"

The words are colder, the sword is even colder.

In an instant, the purple tornado turned into a sea of ​​flowers, and the sea of ​​flowers stormed directly into the distance.

"Zheng......"

This is the place of Songshan Sect, and the people gathered here are the people of Songshan.

"Zheng......"

The petals slowly floated, but they turned into endless phantoms and dissipated.

Ling Tian also dissipated with the sword light, as if he was integrated into the sword light.

"No...what is this!"

"This is sword energy, this is sword energy. A peerless master, this person is a peerless master!"

"No...don't die, don't die!"

"Puchi..."

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Fear, roar, bloody.....

Countless emotions were intertwined, but a purple light slowly dissipated and Ling Tian’s face appeared.

Ling Tian stood there, the Yellow Spring Sword with purple air in his amethyst-like eyes. The Yellow Spring Sword slowly slid down a trace of blood, and the blood bead dripped, but it was pierced by the ground.

Ling Tian turned his head, but looked at these people from Songshan.

These people remained motionless, as if they could not see any scars on their bodies.

"Puchi...Puchi..."

"Tear.........."

"Bang............."

.................

Dozens of people, a trace of blood appeared in their throats.

The blood mark left blood and slowly fell to the ground.

These people have turned into death and have withered, withered like flowers.

He killed dozens of people with one sword, some of whom were even the best masters in the world.

All the people in Songshan were destroyed, and none of them survived. No... there should be two more survived, these two were Fei Bin and Zuo Lengchan.

Ling Tian walked slowly, stepping on the blood-red ground. The ground was already filled with blood, and the blood was flowing slowly.

Zuo Lengchan's eyes were filled with despair: "What kind of sword technique is this!"

Zuo Lengchan was already desperate, and the so-called imperial map hegemony could not resist Ling Tian's sword.

This sword is terrifying, not only killing life, but also the belief in killing people. Looking at this sword, who dares to call himself a sword practitioner?

Ling Tian smiled coldly and stared at Zuo Lengchan with purple eyes: "Hehe......... Now there are only two left in Songshan Sect. These two will make you worse than death!"

Ling Tian said, then walked towards Xiang Wentian in the distance.

Xiang Wentian retreated repeatedly, not knowing what to do.

Ling Tian stepped forward: "Today, the whole righteous path gathers together, just to save the Lord from searching one by one. Today, in the world, all sects, all those who practice martial arts must surrender to the Lord's command and the sects founded by the Lord. Any resistance is only a dead end. Those who follow suit will prosper, and those who rebel will perish!"

Ling Tian said, already standing in front of Xiang Wentian.

"Bang............."

Endless majesty appeared in Amethyst's pupils. This majesty roared, and Xiang Wentian had already kneeled on both knees.

Xiang Wentian was frightened and wanted to get up, so he would rather die while standing than live on his knees.

However, Ling Tian smiled coldly: "Haha...... I know why I am not afraid or do not take these righteous people seriously. Their strength and transcend this era, will surrender to my deity's command. One person rebelled, one person died. One thousand people refused, one thousand people died. Ten thousand people died, and ten thousand people died. If the entire martial arts world is dissatisfied, the entire martial arts world will be massacred."

After a word fell, countless people were silent.

Perhaps Ling Tian would be ridiculed and disdained by these people when he said these words just now. However, Ling Tian’s sword to kill the Songshan Sect instantly had this qualification. Ling Tian also had this ability.

Ling Tian turned around, but the Huangquan Sword turned into a stream of light.

"Puchi..."

The tiny scar pierced Xiang Wentian's throat.

Ling Tian walked straight to the distance, and this was the Wudang Shaolin.

At this moment, Fang Zheng and Chongxu resisted Feng Qingyang. Ling Tian came, but the two stared at Ling Tian with fear.

Ling Tian looked at the Shaolin lineage: "No more, no less... there are twenty-eight people in total. In this way, there are only these twenty-eight people left in the entire Shaolin!"

After a word fell, Fang Zheng was stunned, but he remembered that the entire Songshan Mountain was gone just now. Ling Tian just told him that the entire Songshan Mountain was gone. Is it not only the Songshan School, but also the Shaolin School!

Fang Zheng was stunned, but calmed down and questioned: "Dare you ask the donor Ling Tian, ​​what does this mean?"

Fangzheng hopes that Ling Tian will say that Shaolin is intact.

Ling Tian likes it to be crazy the most, and he just smiles: "Of course it is destroyed, and I think the entire Songshan Mountain has turned into nothingness."

It seems like a joke, but it is a faint disdain.

Fang Zheng was stunned and then filled with murderous intent: "Donor Ling Tian... Shaolin only has a group of monks, why did he cause such a disaster!"

Fang Zheng was furious, but Ling Tian shook his head and stared at Feng Qingyang with his back on his back: "Uncle Feng... Is Uncle Feng not a little confused about this battle between the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect? Why did this battle between the sword energy occur? Does Uncle Feng know the reason?"

Feng Qingyang was stunned, but said in surprise: "Is there any reason for the battle between sword energy?"

Feng Qingyang was strange and even felt that the whole of Huashan was plotted.

Ling Tian chuckled and stared at the Shaolin abbot: "Haha... I think Master Fang Zheng knows that he revealed the "Sunflower Book" to the seniors of Huashan Yue Su and Cai Zifeng! The two were idiots, and they actually attracted a dispute over sword energy for a martial arts. In the end, the huge Huashan Sect turned into a dispute over sword energy. If Shaolin had not secretly promoted it, the Huashan Sect would still be safely in front of the Five Mountains Leader!"

After a word fell, Fang Zheng was stunned and then fell silent.
Chapter completed!