Everyone in the Sect Except Me Is a Spy
Chapter 633

A Savior Arrived at the Moment of Despair

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The aura of Grandmaster is extraordinary.

The horde of corpses at the forefront fell like wheat being harvested.

The Curly-Bearded Grandmaster vigorous Qi and Blood and energy, and his combat prowess is considerable.

The other three Grandmaster also unleashed their own killing moves, decimating the horde of corpses over a large area.

The intervention of four Grandmaster temporarily halted the advance of the zombie horde.

Seeing this.

Yang Lie's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he swung his double axes through the air, aiming at the strongest of the four Grandmaster, the Curly-Bearded Grandmaster.

Clang!

The fiery sword behind the Curly-Bearded Grandmaster was suddenly drawn, shattering one battle axe with a single strike, but the second battle axe became embedded in the Curly-Bearded Grandmaster's left arm.

"Ah!!"

He let out a painful howl, then violently pulled the axe, which was embedded in his flesh, out.

"I wondered who it was. Turns out it's that traitor who murdered his master for wealth and glory back then. How dare such a scoundrel show his face?"

The Curly-Bearded Grandmaster spat, his face full of mockery.

Upon hearing this, Yang Lie's forehead veins bulged. Years ago, he betrayed his sect for the benefits promised by the Carefree King, becoming the most despicable person in the entire Azure Heaven Realm.

Later.

He followed the Carefree King ever since, and even after advancing to the Grandmaster Realm, the events of that year were still something he didn't want to hear.

Now.

The Curly-Bearded Grandmaster brought up the old matter again, which directly angered him.

"Court death!"

Yang Lie summoned his twin axes, which flew back into his hands. He then suddenly slashed out, a blood-red axe blade cleaving through the air.

Its power and influence are fierce.

The Curly-Bearded Grandmaster's expression changed, and he gripped his sword to parry.

Flames erupted.

Boom!

As the sword met the axe head-on, a tremendous force trembled through it, causing the Curly-Bearded Grandmaster's internal organs to become dislocated.

"Puff!"

He coughed up a mouthful of blood.

It has already been severely damaged.

The power of a single axe strike is truly formidable.

"What? You can't hold on already? Ten Thousand Swords Valley is nothing special after all." Yang Lie said smugly.

The Curly-Bearded Grandmaster spat out a mouthful of blood and struggled to speak, "Don't be so arrogant... If... if the former leader of my Ten Thousand Swords Valley were here, I could kill you with a single sword strike!"

"What a pity... Li Xuanjun isn't here. I'll slaughter your Ten Thousand Swords Valley Grandmaster like a dog! Hahahaha..."

Yang Lie burst into laughter.

Immediately.

Yang Lie unleashed another axe strike, this time aiming to cleave his opponent in two.

Now.

The other Grandmaster were also fighting off the zombie horde. The white-haired zombie king was quite powerful and troublesome, leaving these Grandmaster no time to spare.

At this moment, it seemed that only death awaited the Curly-Bearded Grandmaster.

Just when he was in despair.

A sword's cry suddenly resounded through the void.

The Curly-Bearded Grandmaster's eyes widened as he saw the familiar figure traversing the void, and his eyes reddened. "Sect Leader!"

The visitor was none other than Li Xuanjun.

He still possessed that same otherworldly air, with white hair and beard, and the Divine Sword of Calamity Annihilation in his hand shimmered with a soft light.

"Li... Li Xuanjun?"

Yang Lie's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to grip the axe in his hand to strike first. However, he was horrified to find that there was a bloody gash on his neck.

Life is slipping away rapidly.

He hurriedly covered his neck, but it was too late. His life force was draining away too quickly, and a moment later, Yang Lie fell from the void.

They fell into a horde of zombies and were devoured by them.

"Sect Leader... you... how could you..."

Curly-Bearded Grandmaster didn't know whether to be happy or worried. He was happy that the sect leader had actually appeared, but he was worried because even if the sect leader appeared, the situation couldn't be salvaged.

The sect leader could kill Yang Lie.

But how can these countless zombies be wiped out? Not to mention the white-haired zombie king, which is several times more powerful than ordinary zombies.

"Speak less, and your life will fade more slowly."

Li Xuanjun went to the side of the Curly-Bearded Grandmaster and began to heal his wounds.

"Sect Leader... The Carefree King has caused such a calamity, and the situation is now beyond repair. You possess unparalleled talent; why not leave now, gather your strength, and return one day to avenge these millions of lives?"

"How can I be invincible? New generations will emerge, and I am already old..."

"Sect Leader, you will always be invincible in my heart, and the pillar of Ten Thousand Swords Valley!"

The Curly-Bearded Grandmaster was agitated, but Li Xuanjun smiled and said, "Let's not talk about that for now. Young friend Chen Ning is exceptionally capable and already has a plan. This calamity can be averted. You don't need to persuade me to leave."

"Chen Ning? Is that the guy who stormed into Ten Thousand Swords Valley that day?"

"That's right. Along my journey, I was instructed by my Chen Ning to plant various wondrous things."

As Li Xuanjun spoke, a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes.

He witnessed the wonder of the planted creature firsthand, and therefore admired Chen Ning even more.

"Li Xuanjun?"

The Old Man Ghost Cry naturally recognized this martial arts champion.

The once invincible Grandmaster Realm, even now defeated, remains as domineering as ever.

If we're talking about fighting one-on-one...

None of the Carefree King's subordinates present were his match.

But.

The Old Man Ghost Cry fear was not afraid at all; his most precious treasures were his greatest asset.

Li Xuanjun alone is not enough to stop them.

"There's still no news from the Prince; he must be in some trouble. Then let us trample this imperial city and exterminate its millions of inhabitants!"

The Old Man Ghost Cry out loudly, giving orders to all of the Carefree King's subordinates who were controlling the zombies.

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