Soul Devouring Sword Master

"What!"

At this time, Cang Xuan's face suddenly changed, and the hairs all over his body stood up. He felt like he was in extreme danger.

Turning around suddenly, he saw a sharp sword light flying towards him. In his pupils, the sword light enlarged sharply, and the speed was incredibly fast. It was almost in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, Cang Xuan's pupils shrank and he hurriedly stepped aside.

Phew!

"ah!!"

A shrill scream sounded, and one of Cang Xuan's arms flew up into the air, splattering blood three feet.

There was a sharp pain in his shoulder. Cang Xuan ignored it and fled as fast as he could. He finally escaped before the sect-protecting formation closed.

But others did not have such good luck. Many of them had closed the sect-protecting formation before they had time to escape.

"Kill, those who betray the sect will be killed without mercy!"

Jian Feiliu's voice was cold and murderous.

"Kill...kill..."

The disciples of the Sword Sect, with their morale greatly increased, started to kill the rebels.

Cang Xuan retreated, and the rebels immediately fell down and scattered, fleeing hastily, but the sect-protecting formation was closed, and they had no way to escape.

"Don't kill me, we are from the same sect..."

"I am forced to have no choice, don't kill me, spare my life..."

Those betrayers, seeing no way to escape, quickly begged for mercy.

"Hmph, it's too late to regret it now. I betrayed the sect and will be killed without mercy!"

"If we are the loser, you will never be merciful! To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself!"

"kill..."

Soon, all the traitors were killed and completely cleaned up.

Less than two-thirds of the Sword Sect disciples are left.

At the same time, Lu Ming and others from Huangji Palace also fought outside the Sword Sect and stayed near the sect-protecting formation, while Cang Xuan, with some of the remaining people, hurried over to join them.

"Trash, you can't even handle this!"

Seeing Cang Xuan coming over, Lu Ming scolded him coldly, and Long Yunfei on the side also showed disdain.

Hearing this, Cang Xuan's face was extremely ugly, and he felt depressed. In order to cooperate with Huangji Palace, he did not hesitate to betray Jianzong and even lost an arm. Lu Ming not only ignored him, but also scolded him, which really made Cang Xuan secretly He was very annoyed, but now that he was living under someone else's roof, he didn't dare to have an attack, so he could only endure it.

According to the agreement between him and Huangji Palace, as long as the Sword Sect is defeated, he will be the leader of the Sword Sect. He has completed the tasks assigned by the Huangji Palace and destroyed the formation base, but the situation has changed, and he did not expect it. Besides, I don’t know if Huangji Palace will keep its promise.

Thinking of this, Cang Xuan felt even more depressed, and even a little bit regretted betraying Jian Zong.

However, now that the matter has come to this point, it is useless to think too much. Since it has been done, it may as well be done. Cang Xuan is not the kind of indecisive person. Even if Huangji Palace fails to fulfill the agreement, Jian Zong must be eliminated. Otherwise, Jian Zong will Fei Liu will never let him go.

"Get down!"

Lu Ming waved his hand casually, Cang Xuan gritted his teeth slightly, clasped his fists, and led the others behind.

Lu Ming looked ahead and saw that the entire Sword Sect was surrounded by the sect-protecting formation.

Within the Sword Sect, giant swords of light stood and connected with each other, forming a huge light curtain that enveloped the Sword Sect.

"I want to see how strong the Sword Sect's sword array is."

Lu Ming smiled coldly and glanced at the leader of the Thunder Prison Sect and the white-haired old man beside him, "Two of you, please excuse me."

The leader of the Thunder Prison Sect and the white-haired old man looked at each other and stepped forward.

"Ancestor, are you sure?"

The leader of the Thunder Prison Sect asked.

"I don't know. You'll know once you try it."

The white-haired old man said.

"Thunder Prison Sect, you have actually taken refuge in Huangji Palace. Are you willing to become a vassal?"

Seeing the leader of the Thunder Prison Sect and the ancestor of the Thunder Prison Sect appear, Jian Feiliu was surprised and frowned.

Although the Sword Sect and the Thunder Prison Sect are also in a competitive relationship. They fight openly and secretly on weekdays, but they have not yet reached the point of a life and death battle. But at this moment, the leader and ancestor of the Thunder Prison Sect are about to attack the Sword Sect's sect-protecting formation. .

"The flow of swords, those who know the current affairs are heroes. Long Yunfei, who has shined in the battle of destiny, has joined the Holy Sect, and has a bright future. It is the general trend for Huangji Palace to unify the Canglan Region. We, Lei The Prison Sect’s move is definitely a wise choice. If you are wise, surrender immediately to avoid futile resistance.”

The leader of the Thunder Prison Sect said coldly that he was telling the truth. Long Yunfei joined the Holy Sect, and with the Holy Sect as the backstage, how could the forces in their domain dare to go against Huangji Palace.

Moreover, all the top arrogant members of his Thunder Prison Sect died in the battlefield of the Fall. The sect is not able to survive, and it will decline sooner or later. If he does not surrender to Huangji Palace now, he may not have a chance in the future.

"Humph, I, the Sword Sect, will never be willing to be someone else's dog or horse. This is the ancestral motto of my Sword Sect. There is only one Sword Sect in the entire Canglan Region!"

Jian Feiliu said in a deep voice.