Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

They were envious, but they didn't know that these weapons were not purchased by Tu Shen Pavilion, but were refined by Su Han himself.

The value of three billion gold coins is true, but the cost is only about 100 million gold coins. Needless to say, the huge profits of the weapon refiner industry are huge.

It was precisely with these weapons that the 2,700 disciples of the Tushen Pavilion were able to move in and out of the crowd and slaughter 15,000 people!

It is true that they have opened ten dragon veins, but at the highest level they can only engage in dragon blood realm. Among these 100,000 troops, there are many dragon blood realms, and there are hundreds of dragon spirit realms among them.

If it weren't for weapon suppression, the disciples of the Tushen Pavilion would never be able to do this.

On the other hand, the 100,000 Alliance troops only hold low-grade weapons with no level at all. Even in the Dragon Blood Realm, the highest ones are only high-grade weapons. Only a few people can hold silver-grade weapons. However, A drop in the bucket.

"Nima, is this the God-Slaying Pavilion?"

"These disciples are all in the Dragon Vein Realm, but in their hands, the Dragon Blood Realm seems like ants!"

"The master of the Tushen Pavilion is able to cross the rank to kill people, which is terrifying and shocking. I didn't expect that this disciple of the Tushen Pavilion can also cross the rank!"

"Didn't these disciples only join the God-Slaying Pavilion for two months? How come they are so strong? Using the Dragon Vein Realm to kill the Dragon Blood Realm, even those geniuses would need a year to do it, right?"

"It is said that there are five major divine guards in the Tushen Pavilion. They are the main core of the Tushen Pavilion. I don't know how terrifying the members of these five divine guards will be if they take action."

The casual cultivators were vaguely excited. Originally, they thought that only Su Han, the master of the Tushen Pavilion, was strong. But now it seems that everyone in the Tushen Pavilion is extremely powerful.

Genius training base!

At this moment, an idea suddenly emerged from everyone's mind.

They feel that Tushen Pavilion is really a training base for geniuses.

It’s not that you are a genius yourself, and you will be cultivated when you enter the Tushen Pavilion. It’s that your talent is ordinary, but you will be cultivated into a genius when you enter the Tushen Pavilion!

Before these two thousand seven hundred people joined the Tushen Pavilion, no ninth-rate sect was willing to accept them as disciples.

And now, I am afraid that if you pick just one person at random, you can be called a 'genius' among the nine sects, right?

"That Su Baliu is really a god-like figure!"

Many casual cultivators raised their eyes to look at the white-clothed figure standing on the city wall. The figure was upright and graceful, as if standing there alone was enough to shock the world.

"The First Legion of Zhenwu Sect, attack!"

The 30,000 people from the Zhenwu Sect holding long swords had already rushed up at this moment. They did not show any fear, because they did not take the 100,000 alliance army into their eyes at all, and they did not feel bad about being slaughtered.

Each of these 30,000 people has a cultivation level of Dragon Blood Realm. Although not all of the weapons in their hands are silver-level, at least half are, and the others are also high-grade weapons.

Their attacks were very regular. When their figures flickered, thirty thousand swords fell from the air and fell towards the disciples of Tushen Pavilion.

"withdraw!"

Lian Yuze suddenly shouted.

The two thousand seven hundred people nodded at the same time and quickly retreated.

"Boom boom boom!"

They retreated, and the people of the Zhenwu Sect's first legion lost their target. All their long swords fell on the ground, creating shocking cracks.

"Why, don't you dare to fight anymore?"

A man about thirty years old walked out of the crowd. This man was the leader of the Zhenwu Sect's first legion, Wu Hui!

"If you don't dare to fight, surrender immediately, and we will leave a whole body for you!"

"I've seen arrogant people, but I've never seen you so arrogant."

A cold snort came from the sect's station, and as those words fell, a figure suddenly shot out from the sect's station.

"It's him! Liu Yun, the leader of the Purple Night Divine Guards of Tushen Pavilion!"

"Commander Liuyun has come out, is it possible that the Ziye Divine Guard is going to fight?"

"I'm really excited. I don't know how powerful the Ziye Divine Guard is."

The person who appeared was none other than Liu Yun!

Liuyun was dressed in silver robes and had long hair shawl. With his appearance, the Ziye Divine Guard finally walked out of the sect's station amid the expectant eyes of the casual cultivators.

The clothes of the Purple Night Divine Guard are all dark purple, which is somewhat consistent with the name "Purple Night Divine Guard".

There were about a hundred people standing there, posing no threat at all.

Compared with the first legion of Zhenwu Sect, the one hundred people of Ziye Divine Guard are really too few.

On average, it takes one person to fight three hundred people to defeat the opponent.

Obviously, this is extremely difficult.

"Dragon Vein Realm? Dragon Blood Realm? Is this the Purple Night Divine Guard of the God-Slaying Pavilion?"

"Isn't this cultivation level too low? With this kind of cultivation level, can he be considered a Ziye Divine Guard? Is he above these ordinary disciples?"

"To be able to become the Purple Night Divine Guard, they must be as powerful as they are. I'll wait and see."

The casual cultivators had some hope. They thought that the Ziye Divine Guard's cultivation level would be much better than those of the ordinary disciples, but they did not expect that the highest level would only be at the Dragon Blood Realm.

"Is this the bullshit Ziye Divine Guard from Tushen Pavilion?"

Wu Hui, the leader of the First Legion of the Zhenwu Sect, also laughed disdainfully, "With your little cultivation, you also want to compete with the First Legion of the Zhenwu Sect? It's really a fantasy!"

"Ignorant idiot."

Liuyun said lightly, then waved his hand and said, "Let them see the strength of Ziye Divine Guard."

"yes."

The hundred people nodded calmly and rushed out in an instant.

"boom!!"

The first person to take action made everyone freeze in place.

The ground was suddenly torn apart, and a large number of ground nails emerged from the ground. The people of the Zhenwu Sect's first legion were unable to react in time and were pierced through!

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

Pillars of blood erupted from these people's bodies. If they were hit, they would pierce directly through their bodies and die on the spot!

"Isn't this the blow that Su Baliu used before? At that time, he killed more than 10,000 people!" Someone said in horror.

They could see clearly that nearly a thousand Zhenwu Sect disciples died with just this one blow.

And right after this person, another person took action.

But as his palms danced, a strong wind blew up, and the dust on the ground was swept up. Visible to the naked eye, wind blades formed and cut towards the Zhenwu Sect disciples.

"What is this?!"

Wu Hui's face was a bit ugly. There was also a wind blade in front of him. He slashed it with his sword and immediately split the wind blade into two halves.

But there were too many wind blades. He could avoid being injured, but others could not react in time. Some were even cut by more than a dozen wind blades. Almost in the blink of an eye, only one was left. skeleton.

End of this chapter