"Shen Xi! Shen Xi!"

Blood-red faces, angry, twisted, and screaming, crawled out of the kendo monument!

The harsh shouting made the people around him numb.

Countless blood fountains gushed out, endless blood mist filled the air, and billions of bloody faces suddenly condensed into a thousand-foot bloody giant sword in the air.

The blood of this sword is overwhelming, and the killing intent is surging!

Every face still screams sharply on the sword!

"Shen Xi, give me justice!"

A billion bloody faces shouted these six words endlessly, and the thousand-foot giant sword trembled, shaking off the majestic blood mist, dyeing the bodies of the one hundred thousand sword repairers and the five hundred thousand sect divine guards below red!

This place is at the edge of the heaven, far away from Shen Xi's Palace, but the countless eyes on the thousand-foot bloody giant sword have accurately locked the direction of the palace and unleashed all the murderous thoughts.

It wants to kill Shen Xi!

The release of this terrifying evil thought is like countless bloody swords, piercing into everyone's heart.

"We're done!" Ye Qingtian smiled with blazing eyes, "All the sect guards and students from the Ancestral Temple! You are the heroes of the times! I order you... to retreat!"

From the announcement of the imperial edict in Youfengya to the overthrow of the Kendo Monument, it was all done in half a quarter of an hour!

Although the conflict with the sword cultivator was fierce, it did not waste time, and it was all under Ye Qingtian's control.

He gave the order, and both the Ancestral Temple students and the Zongshen Guards took the time to recede like the tide, all with smiles on their faces.

"A billion resentments, unparalleled sword demon! Release your grievances to the fullest, and let the tens of millions of people in this world be stained with the blood of your sword!" You Fengya looked at the bloody giant sword and smiled coldly, "At least you can

It can kill tens of millions of people! Remember, all sins must be placed on Shen Xi’s head!”

They can all clearly feel how terrifying this bloody sword demon is under the leadership of the 'haunted spirit of hell', with its violent killing intent!

They achieved their goal and retreated with laughter!

After the sword monument fell, the faith in the hearts of the one hundred thousand sword cultivators also collapsed.

They stood in the bloody shadow in astonishment for a moment, looking at the bloody sword demon in the sky with blood-red and blank eyes.

"Senior, you have become a demon..."

Is a billion unwilling resentments too heavy in the end?

"Shen Xi, die! Shen Xi, die!"

The bloody giant sword is still extracting the last wronged souls from the kendo sacred monument.

Such ferocious thoughts will inevitably lead to a killing spree soon.

"Sword Master!" Nangong Xi's eyes were red and he said sadly: "Why can they just pretend to pass on the imperial edict and let the resentment of the ancestors focus on His Majesty?"

"These are just residual souls of resentment, not real souls. All that is left is hatred..." Sun Jian Sheng trembled, "But to be able to concentrate their hatred to such an extent, there must be something we don't know about!"

"What should I do?" Youyue asked in a cold voice.

"Stop it! Wait until His Majesty arrives!"

After Sword Master Sun finished speaking, he rose into the sky dressed in gray clothes.

Nangong Xi and other strong sword cultivators all came to his side and blocked the bloody sword demon with their flesh and blood bodies.

"We must not let it hurt the people..."

In this chaotic situation, the people are easily misled. No matter what the truth is, this sword demon shouts Shen Xi's name to slaughter the people. Once the casualties are too heavy, there will be no reason to explain. Is it a 'fake rumor'?

The imperial edict is not important. As long as Shen Xi is criticized, the Qingye faction will surely guide public opinion and support Ye Qingtian to ascend the throne and restore the Qingye Immortal Kingdom!

Qingye system, the veins are too wide!

On many levels, they control the discourse.

"Half an hour ago, tens of millions of demons surrounded Lingbao Heavenly Palace and major casinos in the heaven to cause trouble. They demanded refund of bets on the grounds that the immortal kingdom had hidden Yunxiao's strength to defraud money. They made a huge mess and forced the Jiuxiao Immortal Army to

After passing by, His Majesty is probably also dealing with matters over there..." Su Lianlian said in a deep voice.

"This is an attack on the west! These people are really connected by the blood of demons!"

The Yongle Demon Emperor was killed, and Mozhou came to participate in the First Immortal War, so there must be unpredictable secret moves.

"The grudges of the ancestors have been exploited, and if they are not handled well, there will be thousands of dead bodies! Hold on!" Sun Jian Sheng said. The Shiwan Sword Cultivator held the sword soul, his hands trembled, and there were mixed feelings in his eyes as he looked at the face of the sword demon.

The twisted ancestors feel extremely sad.

boom!

At this moment, the bloody sword demon was completely formed, its screams became even more shrill, and its murderous thoughts became even more majestic!

After those 100,000 sword cultivators, the onlookers just now were so frightened that they rolled and crawled and fled with their families.

"Is it really true that Shen Xi angered the sword cultivator ancestor?"

They don't want to believe it.

But why are these billions of angry souls targeting her?

They saw with their own eyes that it was the students from the Imperial Ancestral Temple who led the order to overthrow the Kendo Monument, but there were more people who had not seen it with their own eyes. Whose words should they believe?

If this continues, ninety-nine percent of the cultivators in the heaven will only see the sword demon shouting Shen Xi's name and massacre them.

That is seeing is believing!

"Go away!!"

The eyes of countless ancestors were projected on this group of swordsmen, and the blood was shining in the sky.

"Ancestor, please calm down! The unethical digger of the monument is Ye Qingtian, not Shen Xi!" Sun Jiansheng choked.

Deep in the core of the sword demon, a burst of black mist surged, and the ghosts of hell sounded like ghosts.

"Those who protect Shen Xi will die!"

boom!

The huge sword of the bloody sword demon shook, and the blood mist filled the sky, heading towards the descendants of sword cultivators!

"Ancestor!!"

The Hundred Thousand Sword Cultivator was terrified and sad in his heart, but he still raised his sword and headed towards the bloody sword demon to stop him.

"Have the ancestors complained so much that they even killed their descendants..."

They are very sad inside.

But behind them is the world of heaven and earth. They have no choice but to shoulder the responsibility!

"My ancestors are on top, and the descendants have only one life left. I only hope that with my humble blood, I can awaken the ancestors' thoughts!"

"Sword cultivators should raise their swords to kill evildoers. Don't let others take advantage of you. Kill your loved ones and make mistakes forever!"

Sun Sword Saint's gray robe rolled, his eyes were red, and he rushed towards the bloody sword demon.

"Ancestor!"

Hundreds of thousands of sword cultivators flew across the sky, following the old man like moths to a flame, just for one possibility.

They believe in the sword!

The sword is the connection between them.

It is also the resonance of the thoughts of ancestors and descendants!

Sun Swordsman has been worshiping the sacred monument of swordsmanship since he was a child. It has been ninety-three years now and he has never left day and night.

They are all believers in swordsmanship!

Their bodies were just like star points in front of this thousand-foot-long sword demon, which could be destroyed with just one breath.

Of course, their eyes are fiery!

With these blazing eyes and pure sword souls, they pounced on the ferocious sword demon!

"Kill all these flies!" Inside the sword demon, the black mist was hideous.

The sword demon's blood sword vibrates, and the murderous intention is locked!

But at this moment, those billion faces became distorted.

They saw Jian Po, saw their descendants, and saw themselves the same as before!

"No! No! No!"

The sword demon trembled and suddenly turned the direction of the sword tip.

In an instant, it passed by the one hundred thousand sword cultivators without hurting a single descendant!

"The ancestors still have thoughts!" Sun Jiansheng was stunned for a moment, and tears filled his eyes.

"What's going on? Where are the ghosts from hell?" Ye Qingtian looked coldly at Master Li beside him.

They are still watching the show from a distance!

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, those billions of resentments do still have some obsessions. This sword demon will have nothing to do if he doesn't kill his descendants. He only needs to massacre the heavens and severely damage Shen Xi!" Li Shishi explained.
To be continued...