Soul Devouring Sword Master

The next moment, I saw several disciples of the Holy Sect, escorting some figures forward.

These people were brought up tied up with five flowers. Their faces were pale, their bodies were covered with bruises, and their auras were weak. It was obvious that their spiritual energy had been sealed.

When they saw these people, the faces of Yan Dan and others on the city wall suddenly changed. These people were obviously disciples of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, and some people in the city knew them.

"Kneel down!"

Several disciples of the Holy Sect shouted coldly, but these disciples of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect turned a deaf ear.

Immediately, one of the long-horse-faced young men's expression darkened, and with a bang, a burst of breath surged out, pressing on more than a dozen Ten Thousand Blood Sect disciples.

"Forehead..."

These people still wanted to resist, but their spiritual energy was sealed, and their injuries were serious. They couldn't resist at all. Although they were unwilling, they were still groaning and were forced to bend their knees until they knelt down.

Seeing this scene, everyone in Bingcheng's face darkened.

"Old Ghost Yan, these are all disciples of your Ten Thousand Blood Sect. Do you understand what I mean? Do you want to repeat what I said just now?"

Sima Changkong grinned, with a naked threat in his words.

This made everyone in the city look extremely ugly. They all clenched their fists and gritted their teeth, but they were helpless.

There was silence in the field.

Yan Dan had a sullen face, glanced at the Ten Thousand Blood Sect disciples, and then at the city wall under his feet, hesitating.

If he agrees to Sima Changkong's request, how can the safety of the disciples who go to battle be ensured? Moreover, the entire ice city will also be at risk. But if he does not agree, the fate of those disciples of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect can be imagined.

For a time, Yan Dan was in a dilemma.

"Do it!"

At this moment, Sima Changkong said quietly.

Phew!

As soon as he finished speaking, the light of the sword flashed, and the next moment, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect fell headfirst to the ground, with blood splattering on the spot.

Immediately, everyone in the ice city was shocked.

"Wait!"

Yan Dan waved quickly.

"continue!"

At this time, Sima Changkong said again.

Phew! Phew!

This time, two heads flew up directly, blood splattered.

"continue!"

Then, Sima Changkong said indifferently, without even raising his eyelids from beginning to end.

Seeing it, the sword light was about to fall again.

"Stop, I agree!"

At this time, Yan Dan shouted, clenching his fists together, even though he was unwilling to do so, he couldn't bear to watch the disciples of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect die in front of his eyes.

Everyone in the ice city was also very angry. Seeing their fellow disciples being brutally slaughtered, they were unable to do anything. It was so frustrating that they were dying. They wished they could rush out now and fight to the death with those holy disciples.

But their mission is to garrison the city and cannot make arbitrary decisions.

Phew!

However, as soon as Yan Dan finished speaking, the sword flashed down, and another head flew up, splattering blood three feet.

"you--"

Yan Dan pointed at Sima Changkong angrily.

"I'm sorry, the knife is not locked. Okay, let's continue talking."

Sima Changkong gave a sinister smile, which made Yan Dan's face become even more gloomy, but after all, the hostage was in the opponent's hands, so he had no choice but to suppress the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice,

"I don't have any objection to the fight between the younger disciples just now. However, your army must be kept fifty miles away! In case you take the opportunity to make a sneak attack."

Yan Dan said.

"Fifty miles away..."

Sima Changkong narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded for a moment, "Okay, sure, it's a fair contest, so naturally we won't get involved. If you're worried, we'll just back off."

"In addition, the rules need to be changed. The warriors to fight must have a cultivation level between the third, fifth and seventh levels of the Holy Spirit Realm, and must be under thirty years old."

Yan Dan added.

"no problem!"

Sima Changkong responded casually, he was confident that no matter what level of cultivation they had, their advantage was far superior to that of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect.

"Okay, let's start! As long as our side wins, you have to let people go."

Yan Dan said.

"Yes, but you have set the rules, and I will decide the order. First, it is a duel at the fifth level of the Holy Spirit Realm. Liang Kun, you come!"

Sima Changkong said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man with a flat head came out. This man was seven feet tall and powerful. He had his hands behind his back and his eyes were like daggers. He gave people a very powerful feeling, like a piece of fine steel that had been tempered over thousands of times.

"retreat!"

Sima Changkong gave the order, and immediately everyone flew back. After a while, they were already fifty miles away.

And that capable young man, Liang Kun, stepped forward and instantly crossed hundreds of feet, arriving a few miles away from the city gate, clasping his fists slightly, "Saint Sect Liang Kun, fifth level Holy Spirit Realm, two-star saint, Ten Thousand Blood Sect, who can give me advice! "

"I'll meet you!"

At this time, a voice sounded in the ice city, and immediately, a tall young man rushed up. The formation in front of the city gate trembled slightly, rippled, and a gap appeared. The man stepped on it and flew out of the ice city.

"The Ten Thousand Blood Sect, Chen Yang, is here to take your life!"

The tall young man took several steps and appeared a hundred feet away in front of Liang Kun, with a murderous look on his face.

Just now, among the few Ten Thousand Blood Sect disciples who were beheaded, there was one of his friends. At this moment, Chen Yang was filled with rage and murderous intent. He must kill the person in front of him to pay homage to his friend.

"Haha, I don't think so. I just don't know if you are that strong."

Liang Kun sneered.

"You'll know when you die!"