Soul Devouring Sword Master

Waves of breaking wind sounded, and from all directions, figures in golden robes came rushing towards them. Some were riding griffons, while others were flying in the air, with fierce momentum and murderous intent.

Among these people, there are also some people wearing blue robes with thunder and lightning patterns on them, who are masters of the Thunder Prison Sect.

The leader was Lu Ming, who was wearing a golden battle robe and had a strong aura. Next to him was Long Yunfei, who was carrying a sword on his back and was high-spirited.

Behind the two of them stood the leader of the Thunder Prison Sect and a white-haired old man. Behind them were the elders, deacons and others of Huangji Palace.

A large group of people, no less than a thousand people at a glance, quickly approached Jian Zong.

"Haha, Jian Feiliu, Jian Zong, is about to be finished. If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, I can plead for you and give you a good time!"

Cang Xuan laughed proudly.

Below, the disciples of the Sword Sect were in complete chaos. They were unable to resist internal and external troubles. Not to mention that the strength of the Huangji Palace was far superior to that of their Sword Sect, and the sect-protecting formation had been destroyed. Could it be that their Sword Sect's Zong, is it really going to be breached today?

"Listen, all the disciples of the Sword Sect, immediately put down their weapons and surrender, and join us in the Huangji Palace. Those who surrender will not be killed. Otherwise, when we enter the Sword Sect, we will all be killed without mercy!"

Lu Ming shouted, and his voice spread like a wave.

For a moment, the Jianzong disciples were shocked, and some of them showed signs of hesitation and struggle.

Seeing this, the smile on Cang Xuan's face grew thicker, and he said with a ferocious smile, "Jian Feiliu, the overall situation has been decided, surrender as soon as possible!"

"Hmph, my sword sect has been passed down for hundreds of years and has a profound foundation. Do you think you can defeat it with just your little tricks? Frog in the well, let me see it clearly!"

Jian Feiliu gave a cold shout. At the same time, he turned his hand over and saw a token in his hand. It was the Sword Sect's master token, with a sword-shaped pattern engraved on it.

The next moment, the spiritual energy was injected, and the token suddenly glowed brightly.

Buzz! Buzz...

Immediately afterwards, rays of light radiated from the token. These rays of light dispersed rapidly, like meteors, condensing into a huge sword of light in mid-air, and then fell to the ground.

"Grand formation, get up!"

As Jian Feiliu let out a loud shout, suddenly, bright sword lights shot up from many places in Jian Zong and quickly connected to form a light arc formation, surrounding Jian Zong.

Those damaged formation bases were replaced by giant swords of light, which erupted with frightening energy to maintain the movement of the formation.

"Oops, get out!"

Immediately, Cang Xuan's expression changed drastically and he yelled hastily.

He never expected that Jian Feiliu would actually possess such a skill. As expected, this old guy never trusted him and never told him about it.

In fact, this is the secret of the Sword Sect and the previous sect masters. No one except the sect master has the authority to know, not even the eldest son.

bump!

With a step of his feet, Cang Xuan hurriedly flew outwards. Once the formation was completely closed, he would die without a burial place. He was definitely no match for Jian Feiliu.

Uh-huh! Whoa...

At the same time, some rebellious Sword Sect disciples also hurriedly fled away.

"Kill, clean out the traitors! Leave no one behind!"

Jian Feiliu shouted violently, with murderous intent like a tide, and took the lead in killing Cang Xuan.

For a time, the morale of the Sword Sect was greatly boosted. From top to bottom, the elders and disciples pursued him one after another.

"Run away, run away!"

Cang Xuan's face turned ugly and he ran away in a hurry.

Uh-huh!

The next moment, a figure suddenly appeared behind him, it was Jian Feiliu.

laugh! !

A harsh qi explosion sounded, and a shocking sword qi tore through the air and slashed towards Cang Xuan.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Cang Xuan gritted his teeth, exploded with all his strength, turned around and struck out with his sword.

Bang!

There was a roar, and the space trembled violently. The next moment, Cang Xuan's body shook, vomiting blood and flew back.

"kill!"

Jian Feiliu took advantage of the situation to pursue him. In an instant, he was close to Cang Xuan and slashed out with his sword again.

Cang Xuan's expression changed, and he had no choice but to resist desperately.

Bang!

There was an explosion, and Cang Xuan spurted blood again and flew back, his face pale.

"Sect Master, I was wrong. Since I have done a lot for the Sword Sect, please spare my life and save my life!"

Cang Xuan shouted hurriedly. At the same time, he suddenly retracted his sleeve with one hand.

"Traitors, shoot without mercy!"

Jian Feiliu's eyes were cold and he came to kill him very quickly.

call out!

At this moment, Cang Xuan suddenly waved his sleeve, and a black bead flew out, and suddenly exploded in mid-air.

Bang!

Suddenly, the shock wave of the explosion spread, setting off waves of thick fog, and the space trembled.

Caught off guard, Jian Feiliu had to resist with his energy and retreated backwards. But soon, he calmed down, took out a light box, looked in a direction, opened the light box, and a sword light suddenly burst out. .

"Haha, Jian Feiliu, if you want to kill me, you are not qualified enough. Just wait. Even with the sect-protecting formation, you won't be able to hold on for long. Sooner or later, you will die by my hands!"

Cang Xuan laughed proudly and was about to escape from the Sword Sect.