If it were an ordinary monk who saw him looking at death like home, he might really take a high look and praise him as a tough guy.
At this moment, he was still secretly happy and looking forward to it.
I feel that my reverse operation is absolutely stable!
As long as you show enough backbone, you will most likely be appreciated by the opponent and survive by luck!
But he never expected that in the eyes of Su Jian, his pretense of strength would only appear extremely ridiculous and hypocritical.
Su Jian Not only did the chill in his eyes not decrease by half, but it became even colder, and the corner of his mouth even evoked a hint of faint, extreme sarcasm.
Hypocrisy, cowardice, opportunism, and all the ugliness.
"Since you are so courageous, then I will help you and let you be destroyed and live and die together with the destroyed Blood Sword Pavilion!"
Su Jian's tone was indifferent and without any waves, he pronounced his final death sentence.
The moment the voice fell, Su Jian slowly raised the ancient sword with one hand!
A roaring moment!
The extremely condensed, domineering and sharp terrifying Sword Intent instantly exploded from the sword body, locking the opponent's Tianling's key points firmly!
There are no superfluous moves, no procrastinating movements, just a sword thrust straight down, running towards the opponent's head with the Heavenly Spirit Cap, and striking with a decisive blow!
The elder's face suddenly turned pale, his heart was beating wildly, and he instantly sensed a fatal crisis!
My mind was completely confused and filled with incredible thoughts.
No! It shouldn't be like this!
Neither the soft one nor the hard one will work? No matter what you choose, you will always end up in a dead end?!
"Are you kidding me?!!"
His eyes were split open, he was filled with unwillingness and endless resentment, and he roared and screamed at the top of his lungs!
But it's too late!
Su Jian's sword drawing speed was extremely fast, and the sword light flashed past, like the Milky Way falling and thunder falling to the ground!
The extremely sharp sword light instantly penetrated his Tianling Cap and penetrated his body!
Poof!
A soft sound!
The elder's whole body suddenly stiffened, and all his roars and unwillingness came to an abrupt end.
The vitality in the body was completely drained by this sword, the soul was instantly shattered, the whole person completely lost all breath, and died on the spot!
After killing this elder, no one trapped in Sword World could escape.
For more than an hour, screams and the crisp sounds of broken weapons continued one after another, and figures fell to the ground one after another, and people kept falling.
The entire Sword World was completely reduced to Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood. The ground was soaked with a thick layer of blood and was sticky when stepped on. There were mutilated corpses scattered everywhere.
Bodies with severed arms and legs and torn apart by sword energy could be seen everywhere. Many corpses still had broken swords stuck in their bodies. Blood gurgled out from the wounds, dyeing the broken rocks red.
To put it cruelly, in a place like this, being able to keep a complete body after death is considered the luckiest ending.
After doing all this, Su Jian's condition was extremely bad. His body was covered with dense sword marks, and several places were cut open.
He was covered in sweat, his skin was covered with wounds from the battle, and his body was Divine Power crazy overdrawn.
Every time I took a breath, there was a tearing pain in my chest.
He first fought to the death with Blood Sword Pavilion Master, using all his strength to kill the opponent, and then killed a large number of the Blood Sword Pavilion's disciples and elders one after another.
None of these people are as good as Su Jian when fighting alone, but they are all God Emperor Realm Stage. Their numbers are overwhelming, and they are fearless and fearless in taking turns to besiege them. It is not easy to kill them all.
Even if it is as strong as Su Jian, it still squeezes its own essence and exhausts almost the last bit of strength in the body before eradicating the entire Blood Sword Pavilion.
The fierce sword force that filled the sky slowly gathered and dissipated, and the sharp sword light retracted into his body little by little.
Su Jian let out a heavy breath of turbid air with a faint smell of blood, his chest heaved violently, trying desperately to suppress the chaotic and churning breath.
He raised his hand and took out an elixir, and threw it into his mouth without thinking. The elixir's entrance instantly melted, and a warm medicinal power rolled down his throat and into his limbs.
He didn't find any safe and hidden cave, he just sat down on the spot, closed his eyes and quickly meditated and adjusted his breath, repairing the damaged body and depleted Divine Power.
Not long after, his mind suddenly moved, and he felt a strange feeling in his heart.
Su Jian opened his eyes and reached out to grab the jade pendant hanging around his waist. The jade pendant was cold and warm. It was an exclusive token for the direct disciples of Kunlun Holy Land. Each of his direct disciples had one piece in their hands and could transmit spiritual messages to each other.
"There is news from the personal jade pendant?"
Su Jian frowned slightly, his heart full of doubts.
Since going out for training, all the fellow disciples have gone their separate ways, busy dealing with matters at hand, and rarely communicate with each other.
Now that the jade pendant is suddenly triggered, is it possible that something big happened to the sect?
He held the jade pendant in both hands, concentrated on it, and slowly poured the power of his soul into it.
A stream of vague thoughts and information flowed into my mind, which was exactly the message delivered by senior brother Mu Yan.
After reading the content of the message, Su Jian's pupils suddenly shrank, his face was filled with disbelief, and he was froze in place.
"Master sent an order for us all to return to our sect? It won't be long before we go to the front line against Strange Lifeform?!"
Su Jian felt huge waves in his heart. He didn't expect this to happen so quickly.
He has long heard of the horror of Strange Lifeform. Those things come with Strange Power and can corrode Heavenly Divine Realm's Great Dao Principle bit by bit.
If things continue like this, the entire Heavenly Divine Realm will be completely infected and devoured by Strange Power.
In the future, Kunlun Holy Land will inevitably become the core force against Strange Lifeform.
But he originally thought that Master would at least wait until they broke through to the Saint Emperor Realm before calling everyone to the front line.
The fighting on the front line was extremely dangerous. Before Saint Emperor Realm passed, it was almost a narrow escape.
But now, his cultivation level is only stuck at Late God Emperor Stage, and he has received the order to return to the clan and join the war.
Su Jian His five fingers were clenched tightly, his fists were crackling, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging out.
The news came unexpectedly, but he was only shocked, not timid at all.
Instead, a surging fighting spirit and cold killing intent crept up in his chest.
He knew very well what kind of devastating disaster Strange Lifeform would bring.
The sect's senior Divine Martial Saint Emperor fought so hard to seal a Saint Emperor level Strange Lifeform that he almost died completely.
If it weren't for the master's extraordinary tricks, saving Divine Martial Saint Emperor's remaining soul and spending a huge price to help him re-create his physical body, Divine Martial Saint Emperor would have been completely wiped out, without even a chance of reincarnation.
Even the top experts at Saint Emperor's level will end up in such a miserable ending. The monks whose cultivation level is lower than Saint Emperor will only end up in a worse situation when they meet Strange Lifeform.
So for Strange Lifeform and Su Jian, the idea is very simple: kill! Kill on sight, no mercy!
Going to the front line to participate in the war this time was exactly what he wanted.
Su Jian loosened his fist, put away the jade pendant, and suddenly rose into the air. A dazzling sword light erupted from his body, swishing across the sky, and disappeared at the end of the sky in the blink of an eye.
Only the tragic battlefield below was left in ruins and with blood flowing everywhere.
Blood Sword Pavilion The fighting and killing here has been going on for so long, and it has already alarmed countless forces within thousands of miles.
It's just that the overwhelming Sword Intent on the battlefield was too terrifying, and the pressure was so overwhelming that people's souls trembled. No one dared to get even half a step closer, and they all hid in the darkness and watched from afar.
After the smoke cleared and Su Jian left, those who were observing in the dark dared to cautiously poke their heads out and move closer to the Blood Sword Pavilion ruins.
Everyone walked very lightly and stepped into the ruins with fear. Looking at the scene in front of them, a biting cold air flowed down the soles of their feet and reached the sky. All the hairs on their bodies stood up.
"This... all the people here are dead?!"
"Isn't that corpse the great elder Blood Sword Pavilion? That was the master of Late God Emperor Stage, and his death was so miserable!"
"No one is left alive? What happened here is too exaggerated!"
More and more monks are gathering at the Blood Sword Pavilion ruins, and everywhere they look are the ruins of collapsed and broken temples.
There were dead bodies and dark red bloodstains everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong and pungent smell of blood. Inhaling it in the nasal cavity would make people's stomachs churn. The more everyone looked at it, the more horrified they became.
Blood Sword Pavilion, was really completely wiped out, leaving no one alive.
Everyone was wildly speculating in their minds as to what kind of ruthless character could be responsible for such a major act of annihilation.
Everyone knows how strong the foundation of the Blood Sword Pavilion is. The master of the hall himself is Peak God Emperor, and Saint Emperor is almost at the top.
In everyone's perception, no one can kill Blood Sword Pavilion Master unless the powerful Saint Emperor takes action himself.
The pavilion master died, all the senior elders died, and all the core disciples were also killed.
If Blood Sword Pavilion can be slaughtered cleanly, is it really a Saint Emperor who did it?
Other than that, they really couldn't figure out who else had such terrifying strength.
"It's unlikely to be Saint Emperor. What kind of identity does Saint Emperor have? Can he personally deal with a mere Blood Sword Pavilion?"
Someone raised questions on the spot.
Blood Sword Pavilion is considered the overlord in this area, but in the eyes of Saint Emperor, he is no different from an ant.
Even if Blood Sword Pavilion provokes a big force at the level of Saint Emperor, it would not be Saint Emperor's turn to take action himself. Sending his strong men over would be enough to settle the matter.
"That's when a certain top force went out in a big way to directly defeat Blood Sword Pavilion!"
"Good kill! Blood Sword Pavilion does countless evil things on weekdays, arresting people everywhere to sacrifice to the sword. This scum force should have been eliminated long ago!"
"Hahaha, die happily!"
"It's really an eye-opener. Blood Sword Pavilion, these evil people finally get their comeuppance!"
After a brief shock, waves of excited shouts erupted from the crowd, and many people raised their heads and laughed loudly.
Blood Sword Pavilion has been doing evil for a long time, plundering creatures everywhere to use as sacrificial swords, his hands are stained with the blood of innocent people, and he is full of evil.
Many people's relatives and friends have been kidnapped by the Blood Sword Pavilion. Once they step into the Blood Sword Pavilion, they never come back.
In the past, everyone dared to be angry but dared not speak out. Anyone who dared to go against the Blood Sword Pavilion would be caught and used as sacrificial sword material in the blink of an eye!
Now that Blood Sword Pavilion has been uprooted, it is really a happy thing for everyone!
In the gathering place of True Dragon.
Among the Heavenly Divine Realm, True Dragon Clan is a truly powerful and powerful clan. The entire territory spreads out boundlessly, and the scale of its influence is comparable to the entire Kingdom of God.
The ancestor of True Dragon in the clan is the genuine Peak Saint Emperor. His power is so terrifying that just thinking about it will make people tremble in their hearts.
At this moment, Qin Haoran has entered the realm of the True Dragon Clan.
In the courtyard of a large mansion that occupies an extremely large area, Qin Haoran is sitting cross-legged here practicing in retreat.
A faint purple mist kept rising from the pores all over his body. This aura was heavy and carried a domineering and intimidating pressure.
There are two completely different forces mixed in the pressure.
It has Dragon Clan's aloof dragon power that looks down upon all spirits, and Qilin Clan's peaceful and thick divine beast aura that suppresses all evils.
In mid-air, a Purple-Gold Divine Dragon shadow circled around his body, the dragon scales flashed sharply, and the dragon's whiskers swayed gently in the wind.
Next to it, an exquisite and small phantom of Qilin followed the dragon and circled back and forth, and the spiritual light of the divine beast spread outward in circles.
The two phantoms alternate between reality and reality, and are extremely powerful.
A strong sense of oppression spread out in all directions along the air, and even the surrounding stone floors trembled slightly from the pressure of this force.
The rules of heaven and earth in the True Dragon Clan territory are originally biased towards the Dragon Clan bloodline, and the energy of heaven and earth floating in the air is so rich that it is almost condensing into substance.
Qin Haoran was running his body's martial arts with all his strength, and a large amount of pure power from heaven and earth around him was like a tide, pouring crazily into his body along the meridians all over his body.
Every influx of energy is strengthening and strengthening the foundation of his cultivation.
Not only is his physical strength improving, but his thoughts on perceiving the rules of the heaven and earth have also become particularly clear and clear.
Qin Haoran secretly estimated that if he could quietly immerse himself in cultivation here for a period of time, he would have a chance to rush all the way to Peak God Emperor Stage.
"This is truly True Dragon Clan's territory. The conditions are unique and perfect for the cultivation of beings of the Dragon Clan bloodline!"
"For monks with the bloodline of the Dragon Clan, the superiority here is almost comparable to that of our Kunlun Holy Land, right?!"
Qin Haoran thought in his mind.
To others, the cultivation environment like True Dragon Clan can be regarded as a paradise.
But he was Kunlun Holy Land's direct disciple, and he had personally experienced the heaven-defying training conditions in the Holy Land. Comparing the two, he felt that True Dragon Clan's side was not as shocking as he imagined.
After he had been immersed in the state of cultivation for a long time, there was a sound of brisk and rapid footsteps outside the courtyard door.
A girl in a light yellow dress jumped in from outside. The corners of her skirt flew back and forth as she ran, and her black hair also swayed.
"Brother Haoran, brother Haoran! Today is the day when the celebration begins, why don't you go out?!"
Long Qingqing rushed into the mansion and saw Qin Haoran sitting cross-legged practicing. A crisp voice sounded in the courtyard.
Hearing the shouting, Qin Haoran concentrated. The purple mist, Purple-Gold Divine Dragon and Qilin shadows surrounding his body slowly converged and retracted into his body, and he immediately exited the cultivation state.