Super Sect Development System

Everyone clearly saw that at the moment when Li Qingyun swung his sword, a purple shadow appeared behind him!

And at the moment when this shadow appeared, the sword energy was enhanced several times!

Qiao Wu took action instantly, crushed a jade talisman, and led more than a dozen Hades to retreat fiercely.

"Escape!"

Zhao Shenyuan turned around suddenly and fled backwards without hesitation!

But at this time, under the sea of ​​flowers that was like a net of heaven and earth, where was there any way to escape?

"No!"

Endless sword energy was like a sky curtain, pressing down from all directions. Zhao Shenyuan, Sun Wenmao and others were in the center of all the sword energy. There was no way to escape, and they could only resist it!

Boom!

A huge sonic boom sounded, and the sword energy descended without explanation, suppressing it mercilessly.

"Attack together!!" Everyone let out a roar similar to that before dying.

At this moment, they and others sacrificed the puppet pills at the cost of their lives. Several huge bodies blocked them, and they quickly made hand gestures in their hands, and magic weapons and body protection skills came out together!

All this... was just to temporarily block the sword energy and survive!

Under the dazzling sword energy, everything here became transparent and shadowed. The huge peeping was like a black spot under the scorching sun. In front of the terrifying sword energy, everyone felt as if they were illuminated transparently and almost evaporated!

Buzz——

It seemed like a moment had passed, and it seemed like endless years had passed, and the dazzling sword light dissipated.

"Ah!!"

Wang Lang's shrill cry sounded.

Looking around, it was found that there were only six people left, Zhao Shenyuan, Sun Wenmao, Qi Chou, Wang Lang, Nian Kong, and Luo Tianyi, out of the large number of people.

The reinforcements from Haoran Academy, Wang Lang's fellow disciples, Tianyinlin's reinforcements, Sun Wenmao's fellow disciples, and the reinforcements from the Moro Religion, Qi Chou's fellow disciples... These twenty-odd people, more than twenty terrifying geniuses from the Holy Meteorite Continent, were all torn into pieces and evaporated under the terrifying sword energy just now...

At this time, Wang Lang's clothes were torn, his hair was disheveled, and he was looking at the empty space behind him and screaming miserably. He had long lost his previous gentle and arrogant attitude.

Sun Wenmao and Qi Chou saw that there was nothing behind them, and there was no trace of sadness in their eyes, but instead they were filled with deep fear...And the two of them were not much better than Wang Lang at this time, all of them were weak and looked seriously injured.

Zhao Shenyuan's condition at this time was the best among the crowd. Although his clothes were torn and his face was scarred, his spiritual power was still flowing freely.

Five of the other six peaks of Qixing Mountain behind him were dead, leaving only the peak of Tianquan Peak, covered in blood and with his eyes wide open in fear.

Luo Tianyi and Nian Kong looked at Li Qingyun in the sky step by step in fear, their lips trembling involuntarily...

They knew that all this destruction was caused by the sword of the young man above!

This man, who they just called a country bumpkin and looked down upon, killed more than 20 of them with one sword!

Wang Lang collapsed and screamed: "Li Qingyun! You actually killed my Haoran Academy disciples! Do you know how much trouble you have caused!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and he pointed at Li Qingyun above him hysterically: "You first agreed to form an alliance with my Haoran Academy, but now you are treacherous and kill my Haoran Academy people!"

"You, a treacherous person, will definitely be hunted down by my Haoran Academy for ten thousand years! Not only you, but also your sect will be destroyed by Haoran Academy!"

Jing——

In response to him, there was a crisp sword sound from above!

"No!!"

Wang Lang suddenly widened his eyes, then suddenly turned around and rushed towards the direction of Zhao Shenyuan, Sun Wenmao and others.

Zhao Shenyuan and others saw this and immediately dispersed backwards.

Wang Lang screamed upwards: "Why! Why do you want to kill me! Now that the fellow Daoist of the Underworld is right in front of you, you are fighting among yourself, aren't you afraid that they will laugh at you!!"

The sword energy in the sky suddenly stopped in mid-air, and Li Qingyun looked at Wang Lang quietly, his eyes extremely cold: "Say what you just said again?"

Wang Lang was stunned and murmured: "Why do you want to kill me?"

"Next sentence." Li Qingyun had no expression on his face, as if he would let Wang Lang go at any time, and seemed to be ready to kill him at any time.

Wang Lang mechanically repeated: "Now that the fellow Daoist of the Underworld is right in front of you, you are fighting among yourself, aren't you afraid that they will laugh at you..."

Li Qingyun raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, pointed at Qiao Wu and others who had already fled outside, and said to Wang Lang: "Then come and see, does the Lord of the Underworld, who you are trying to curry favor with, have any intention of saving you?"

Wang Lang raised his head blankly, looking at Qiao Wu and the dozen powerful Underworld behind Qiao Wu, and found that there was no sympathy or pity in their eyes, only endless strangeness.

"You..." Wang Lang opened his mouth, wanting to ask why Qiao Wu and the others didn't take him with them when they fled, but he felt that his words were ridiculous.

He turned around and looked at Li Qingyun, wanting to ask if this was why Li Qingyun wanted to kill him? But he felt that he might never understand the reason.

At this moment, countless emotions and countless thoughts flashed in the eyes of Wang Lang, the Holy Son of Haoran Academy. He seemed to understand a lot, and seemed to have aged hundreds of years in an instant...

In the end, he gritted his teeth, withdrew the sword from his waist, roared, and killed Li Qingyun above.

Li Qingyun swung his sword downward, and the terrifying sword energy swallowed him in the blink of an eye.

Sun Wenmao also understood at this time that he had been wrong all along. They thought that the friendly Nether Clan was actually not a good person. They thought that Li Qingyun, who came from a remote country and was not qualified to be in power and should shut up and was laughed at, was actually the most terrifying person here. people.

But it was already too late, and I saw Li Qingyun's figure slowly approaching in the sky. At this time, the figure wearing a green robe, slender, but with cold murderous intent, like a god of death, stood In front of him, Zhao Shenyuan and Qi Chou.

Sun Wenmao's throat rolled, he swallowed hard, and said to Li Qingyun: "Li... Brother Li, we... know we were wrong."

He admitted his mistake with difficulty and looked at Li Qingyun expectantly, but found that Li Qingyun was still walking towards them expressionlessly, as if he didn't care about his reluctant admission of his mistake, and still had a cold murderous intention.

Sun Wenmao said: "Brother Li... keep a line in your behavior. You have already killed Wang Lang. If you kill us again, I am afraid you will offend all the top forces in the Holy Meteor Continent. Please consider Brother Li for the sect behind you... "

Li Qingyun still did not stop. He slowly raised his sword and said softly: "If the disciples of all the top forces on the Holy Meteor Continent were like you, they bowed to the Nether Clan..."

"Then I, Li Qingyun, will kill all the top forces like you!"

Sun Wenmao's eyes widened!

In his desperate eyes, the Qingfeng Sword suddenly slashed down!