Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

Swish!

After Xiao Ye's words fell, the remaining high-ranking Taoist gods of the three major groups present all felt their hearts throbbing.

With their eyesight, how could they not see the flaws of Xiao Ye's huge loss and insufficient defense?

If they were ruthless and attacked in groups, they would naturally kill Xiao Ye.

But in the end, I am afraid that they will also perish, and there are not many left.

Who is willing to bear such a result?

After all, in the decisive battle, it is possible to survive fighting with other high-level Taoist gods, but against Xiao Ye, once struck by the Zun Dao, there will be ten deaths and no life.

Although the words at this moment are harsh, they have softened a bit, and obviously they don't want to continue fighting with them like this.

"Xiao Ye, it's hard on you. In this decisive battle in the Bauhinia God Ruins, I will not target you again. I will only fight against Taishen and Yishen's disciples!"

In the end, a living being surrounded by Buddha's light heard the deep meaning of Xiao Ye's words, and spoke in secret hatred.

Four thousand Bodhidharma disciples all attacked Xiao Ye, but now there are only 2,600 Bodhidharma disciples around him, which can be described as a heavy loss.

The next moment, under the leadership of this Bodhidharma disciple, all the Bodhidharma disciples soared into the sky and flew into the distance.

"Let's go too!"

Following the withdrawal of Bodhidharma's disciples, many Taishen's disciples also looked at Xiao Ye in fear, and quickly moved away.

Even the most unwilling Yishen disciples had no choice but to stop fighting at this moment.

"I still overestimate myself..."

Holding the revered saber, Xiao Ye stood on the spot, watching the high-ranking Taoist gods of the three major races retreat one after another, but did not start chasing them. A wry smile appeared on his pale face.

If he could choose, he would naturally not mind slaughtering all the high-level Taoist gods of these three groups.

In this way, more disciples of the ancient gods will be able to survive.

"Junior Brother Xiao Ye, it's okay."

"You have slaughtered so many strong men, which is enough to deter this stack. After they fight each other, many will also fall."

At this moment, the four disciples of the ancient gods, Li Chen, Chun Mieyang, Mo Sha, and Tian Yan, came out of nowhere, and they all smiled at Xiao Ye.

The retreat of the high-level Taoist gods of these three groups does not mean that the decisive battle is over, and they will definitely face each other and fight each other next.

"You're fine."

Xiao Ye took a look at the four disciples of the ancient gods, and found that although they were all wounded, they were all fine, so he immediately felt relieved.

"Junior brother Xiao Ye, this bone knife is probably the reward given by the master for your performance in the first stage."

At this moment, Li Chen looked at the bone knife in Xiao Ye's hand with a look of amazement on his face, and the eyes of Chun Mieyang beside him were also shining.

Xiao Ye did have great achievements in the first stage, but being able to bestow such an artifact also shows that Che Yuanhou attaches great importance to the other party.

Xiao Ye smiled slightly, did not comment, then moved his body and rushed towards a certain direction.

"Hey, now there's a good show to watch."

Li Chen and Chun Mieyang were taken aback for a moment, and then they all showed strange smiles, and hurriedly followed.

In the direction Xiao Ye was walking, there were about a thousand disciples of the ancient gods gathered together, looking towards this direction.

Seeing Xiao Ye's figure coming across the sky, the disciples of these ancient gods all shuddered.

"Xiao Ye, are you going to liquidate afterwards?"

Especially among the disciples in charge of the pavilion, they were all as pale as paper.

"Xiao Ye, what are you doing!"

"We are all part of the ancient god group, if you raise your sword at me, my master will never let you go!"

Seeing Xiao Ye's figure appearing, Fang Jian, who was nearly a hundred feet tall and covered in blue scales, shouted loudly as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

However, Xiao Ye ignored Fang Jian, his deep eyes swept across the audience, and said majesticly, "The alternate era is coming. As disciples of the ancient gods, we should unite and tide over the difficulties together."

"Whoever is willing to fight side by side with Xiao now,

Whether it is an ordinary disciple or a disciple in charge of the pavilion, they can come here, and Xiao will do his best to protect him. "

"what!"

As soon as these words came out, all of the disciples of the ancient gods in front of them frowned.

Before the war, Xiao Ye also said these words, but the response he received was silence, but now he is still willing to protect them?

"Junior Brother Xiao Ye, I am willing to follow you!"

"Junior brother Xiao Ye, all junior brothers and I are on assignment!"

...

At that moment, each of the disciples of the ancient gods responded enthusiastically, stepping towards Xiao Ye's direction.

They are also very dissatisfied with each other's practice of waiting for the disciple in charge of the pavilion. Why would they hesitate at this moment?

"Junior Brother Xiao Ye, how many offenses you have had before..."

After hesitating for a moment, even several disciples in charge of the pavilion walked towards Xiao Ye Tackong, earnestly saluting and apologizing, with shame on their faces.

To be expelled from the residence of the ancient god's disciples is indeed a humiliation for the upper Taoist god.

At the cabinet meeting, they also agreed with Fang Jian.

At this time, Xiao Ye was still willing to accept and protect them. This kind of mind completely convinced them.

If it were them, they would definitely not be able to do it.

In just a hundred breaths or so, many disciples of the ancient gods all left, and even the disciples in charge of the other three pavilions, under the seat of the ancient god Archie, walked over silently and made a choice.

Soon, there was only Fang Jian left in the field, standing alone in the same place, with a stiff expression and red eyes, like a wild beast about to run away.

With Xiao Ye's words, his prestige was disintegrated, and he was left in a helpless situation. This is absolutely fatal in the Bauhinia God Market!

"Brother Fang Jian."

"You once thought that Xiao had made too many enemies, and you were extremely repulsed by Xiao. Presumably you also don't want to be with me."

"Next, do it yourself!"

Xiao Ye then looked at Fang Jian, smiled coldly, turned and left.

He has never forgotten that he is a member of the ancient god group, and he cares about the comfort of the ancient god's disciples. Otherwise, he would have sacrificed his sword in the face of unfair expulsion at the cabinet meeting.

But this does not mean that he can accept Fang Jian.

The opponent has targeted him time and time again. If he hadn't had a hole card, he might have fallen by now.

For such a person, he has no mercy at all.

"If you commit evil yourself, you cannot live!"

Li Chen gave Fang Jian a cold look, and followed Xiao Ye with Chun Mieyang and others.

"Ugh!"

Seeing this scene, many disciples of the ancient gods shook their heads with emotion, and left with different expressions.

"Xiao! Ye!"

Looking at Xiao Ye's back going away, Fang Jian's complexion was pale and his steps were staggering.

At this moment, he could clearly sense that a trace of killing intent was coming from all directions, coming from many disciples of Taishen, Yishen and Bodhidharma.

These three groups were severely injured by Xiao Ye's killing, and they were all suffocating with anger and had nowhere to vent their anger. Seeing Fang Jian being isolated at this moment, how could they hold back?

(Second update arrives!)

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