Chapter 197: The life and death of Zhao Yuyao!

"Soldiers against soldiers, and generals. Since the elders of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect attacked ordinary disciples of our sect regardless of their status, don't blame me for ruling you in my own way!"
Silent eyes flashed, and there was coldness in his eyes, which is why he regarded the mountain of wood as the last stop, because his road of revenge starts here!
He still clearly remembered the tragic image in the mountain forest, more than a dozen Ziyun sect disciples, in the end only three people were left, and all the others...no bones!
Even if it was the remaining three, only Gan He survived!
The Ziyun Sect is just a general sect, there are not many true disciples, but a small part of it has been lost in the sixth battlefield!
"If you don't kill you before the entrance of the Jiulong Pilgrimage Mountain Range, it doesn't mean that I will let you go!"
"The Wood Mountain Range represents vitality, but it is destined not to be prepared for your Ten Thousand Demon Sect. This is the beginning and end of my Ziyun Sect's revenge!"
"All the grudges between Qianlong Secret Realm and your sect will end here!"
The silent eyes were extremely indifferent, and the perceptual power that had been tyrannical to one hundred and fifty miles spread out, and soon discovered the disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect.
"Haha, I dare to betray my Ten Thousand Demon Sect, I just don't know how to write dead words!"
"Second Senior Sister is kind. In my opinion, killing all the nine disciples is the right thing to kill. Why don't you kill all the trash sects? They dare not fight against my Ten Thousand Demon Sect!"
"..."
In the forests of the Wood Mountain Range, three disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect were patrolling, driving and even beheading all the warriors who came in.
They talked aggressively and ruthlessly. This is a manifestation of being affected by the magic way. Such a warrior is destined to not achieve much.
But they feel very good about themselves. They think Ten Thousand Demon Sect is a new super sect. Apart from a few powers in the Great Chu Empire, who can resist them?
Zhao Yuyao?
died!
silence?
No way!
When their big brother comes, he will definitely teach him to be a man!
At this moment, a sword light flew in, and the three of them had no time to change their color. After feeling the greatest fear in the world, they... were pierced through their chests, and the powerful sword energy spread rapidly in their bodies.
Finally, it burst into pieces, leaving only blood on the scene, no bones left!
Eighty miles away, Silence had already blasted the other three Ten Thousand Demon Sect disciples with one palm.
"Kill all the nine disciples?" The silent brows suddenly frowned. Earlier, he heard the conversation of the Wan Mozong disciples, and learned that the disciples of the Nine Sects in the three counties of Lingnan, Lingbei, and Jiangtian seemed to be targeted by the Wan Mozong?
But it was a pity that it was a bunch of trash, he died before he had time to contribute.
After traveling thousands of miles, Silence once again saw the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, all of whom had the cultivation base of the Sixth Heavenly Sect, but they were all true heirs of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, and they definitely had the qualifications to compare to the eighth Heavenly individual.
However, whether they are the sixth heaven or the eighth heaven, it doesn't matter much to silence.
Silence didn't kill directly this time, but landed in front of them.
"silence?"
The expressions of the three Ten Thousand Demon Sect disciples changed drastically. They had always been arrogant, and they had no idea of ​​resisting at all. They fled directly, and the three of them quickly clapped their hands to the sky, seeming to be sending a message.
"Tide of Qi and Blood, Suppress!" Walked silently, golden blood surging, and the sound of "clap" surged like a sea wave, instantly smashing the bodies of the three Ten Thousand Demon Sect disciples and the clutches they had just shot. All suppressed.
"Three thousand thoughts, run through!"
The silent eyes suddenly widened, and the terrifying perceptual power surged out, and instantly broke through the perceptive power of the three Ten Thousand Demon Sect disciples, and penetrated into their eyebrows!
Three thousand thoughts are perceiving supernatural powers. Generally speaking, they can only lock people who have a good impression of him, and they need a long period of training, inadvertently attaching thoughts to the other's perceiving power.
This supernatural power can be said to be powerful or quite tasteless.
Because of the same situation, the other party will not give you any chance!
But for a warrior whose perception power is much inferior to him, he doesn't need to be so troublesome. You can directly penetrate the opponent's forehead with a strong force, which is also called the human body heaven!
However, although this can quickly control the other party, the pressure on itself is also huge.
"Where are the disciples of the Three County and Nine Schools?" asked silently.
"The Wood Mountain Range is six thousand miles deep." The moment the eyebrows of the three Ten Thousand Demon Sect disciples were penetrated, their eyes fell into a dull state, and they replied in unison.
...
In the depths of the wood mountain range, six thousand miles, a place where the roots of the woods are rich, a barefooted woman in a black dress is practicing cross-legged in mid-air. On her chest and heart, there is like a green three-leaf small The grass swayed slowly.
When silently killing the first Ten Thousand Demon Sect disciple, Mo Xin suddenly opened his eyes and said: "The silence is coming!"
The faces of the surrounding Ten Thousand Demon Sect disciples changed slightly, and someone said: "Impossible, we have set up several blockades, no one has reported the news yet?"
Mo Xin glanced at him, and was too lazy to explain, and said lightly: "He will come here with at least half a stick of incense. Those who don't want to die will go to the deepest part of the Wood Mountain Range. How many miles can go deep and whether you can survive is up to you. Your luck."
The faces of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect were gloomy. In the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, although the majesty of the Demon Heart was not as great as the Demon Heaven, it could also overwhelm the entire sect.
The reason why the disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect had questioned before was mainly because he was too afraid of silence. Before the Jiulong Pilgrimage Mountain Range, he killed nearly 500 people in a battle, which shocked them too much.
And the three of their Ten Thousand Demon Sect killed more than a dozen Ziyun Sect disciples. This hatred is difficult to resolve. Since the silence has come, it is definitely not here to drink tea with them!
"What about you?" a disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect who had captured the heavens, frowned slightly, and asked.
"I will stay to attract his attention and give you time to escape." Moxin blinked and smiled.
The other disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect watched their noses and noses, and didn't believe half a word of her words. The majesty of the Demon Heart is not all due to strength, most of which are killed by iron and blood!
Mo Tian is a big brother of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect. He is very decent. Like Lin Ran, he will not allow anyone to insult him, and he has a pretty good attitude towards the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect.
But the devil?
She is really a femme fatale, if you believe her, you will never know how to die.
"We can hijack them to threaten silence!" said another disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, who was in the world-shaking realm. He looked at Liu Yijian, Hong Jing and others who had been banned from all cultivation bases not far away, and his eyes flashed. Blood light.
He and the other person are not ordinary disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, but are personally passed on by the elder of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, so they are not afraid of Demon Heart and dare to refute her orders.
One of them was the young man who threw Zhao Yuyao into the poisonous mist!
"I advise you not to do this. The only person who can threaten silence is the little lady of the Ice Sky School, but unfortunately you killed him. If you threaten him with the nine disciples, you will only die faster and worse." Xindi smiled.
He Fang's expression was a little ugly, and he coldly snorted, "I have decided, who wants to follow me?"
The other Ten Thousand Demon Sect disciples thought for a while, and they all responded in unison. They knew that their strength was far from being silent, and it was difficult to get rid of the silence even if they went to the depths of the Wood Mountain Range.
It's better to follow He Fang and threaten silence with the disciples of the three counties and nine sects, and maybe they can find a way to survive.
"Haha, well, we have eighty-five people, so we can arrange that formation. Maybe we don't need to threaten, we can just..." He Fang's face was gloomy, and he whispered to the other Ten Thousand Demon Sect disciples.
"Don't count me, since you choose to help me stop the silence, I will choose your path. Don't worry, when I return to the sect, I will help you erect a monument of longevity and will not forget you."
Mo Xin smiled and walked to the depths of the Wood Mountain Range, and finally looked back. Her gaze passed He Fang and the others, and she looked farther into the endless ancient wood, her eyes gleaming slightly.
"Silence, I will give you all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect to kill, it will always let you down, right?"