Vol 8 Chapter 1329: Sword demon wing

Under the three orders, the voice was fast. It seemed that there was no reason to think about the disciples present. The disciple’s mouth was cold and rising, as if the whole disciple’s life and death were like a mustard. He waved his hand gently and said:
Well, Time is up, it seems that you are not prepared to change, kill innocent!"
Many of the disciples behind him greedily licked their lips, and it was difficult to see the slightest pity from their faces, or the old-fashioned feelings of the past. 〔[(?[]
In their eyes, it seems that only utilitarian.
The sigh of sorrow: "It’s sad!"
"kill!"
"Kill! Brothers, kill them! The sword is our world!"
"Kill them, I will be the elders in the future, I am the law, I am everything! Kill!"
In an instant, the whole scene was thundering, and Yue Yueyu and Yunyan and Long Tingyan were all surrounded by groups and were at a loss.
They blinked in anger.
Even a thousand eyes and nine people were slightly frowning at this time. It is reasonable to say that these disciples can never be their opponents, but they cannot hold the huge number of 100,000.
"Damn, Zhang Yi, most of the elite of my swords, the strength is all over eight days, the domain is more than a thousand, and most of us are young disciples, not opponents!"
"How to do?"
"Try to keep it, the second child of the second with me!" Thousands of eyes bite his teeth, back to drink.
The two men glanced at each other and nodded at the same time: "Yes!"
"Juggernaut!"
The three became a little, and soon they will be able to protect themselves within a kilometer.
The three people are connected, and the central part of the road rises to the mysterious sword column. The sword column is like the Holy Spirit Hall, which is now in ruins.
"It is the Juggernaut!"
Along with the big array, Zhang Yi’s side was obviously under great resistance.
"Hey, the district is small, and I want to stop our army to go to the road?" Shen Tianyang sneered at the rear at this moment, and immediately he was arrogant, the robe roared in the wind, and he waved swords with sword volley, and stabbed the sword with all his strength. Holy array.
"Invisible sword! Give me broken!"
"Hey!"
The sword air immediately set off a thousand winds and sands, the land was directly blown up, and this is only the beginning, the sword gas suddenly split, and eventually turned into a million streams of light suddenly burst into the big array.
boom!
The torrential rain of the sword was so dense that it began to be able to maintain the position of the Juggernaut. At the end, it was almost ineffective, and all three eyes were broken into powder.
"Hey!" Three thousand eyes immediately spurted blood.
"Big brother! Second brother and third brother!" The other six worried.
"Damn!" Steady, thousands of old eyes are gloomy.
"Haha, nine old people who are not dead, have given you a way to live, you have to find yourself, then you can't blame us!"
"Give me a kill!" Shen Tianyang roared.
"kill!"
Zhang Jun’s army quickly broke through. They were like fierce wolves in the wilderness, and there were no beasts with the slightest emotion in their eyes.
"Ah! No!! No!"
The audience was full of silence.
A few people in the month gnawed their teeth: "This group of animals!"
They are all red eyes.
"Don't kill me, I give up, I admit defeat!"
"I also admit defeat, I also admit defeat, beg you, don't kill me!"
Under the mad slaughter and blood, under the fear of endless darkness and life and death, finally some disciples began to endure and plead for mercy.
"Stop!" Shen Tianyang waved his hand and stopped the army. He said, "Hey, it’s not so good, why should you lose your life for people and things that have nothing to do with you?"
"Give you the last three counts, give up the resistance, and live your life!"
"I!"
"I, I give up!"
This time, it is completely different. This time, countless disciples are shaken.
In a blink of an eye, thousands of disciples have stood up, and their eyes are hollow and they have abandoned their swords.
Shen Tianyang nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, yes, this is the time for the person who knows the time! Fang Qing's era is about to end."
puff!
Hey!
Suddenly, the vision of Scorpio.
Ten thousand meters high, light rain laser, I saw thousands of swords, at this time, such as a ruthless sword, cold pierced into the chest of thousands of disciples.
In an instant, the blood flows into the river, and the body is vertical and horizontal.
Suddenly, the audience was shocked: "This is, what is going on?"
Shen Tianyang’s old eyes were also a cold. He slammed his head and saw that in the sky, a boy wrapped in a black robe slowly fell.
In the hands of the boy, a cold blade flickered.
"Bad boy, it is you!" Shen Tianyang immediately burned in anger.
Numerous disciples saw Qin Shi at this time, all of them were horrified.
Watching the thousands of disciples die, the old eyes of the wind and sand immediately became red, and in any case they were all disciples of the sword.
"Kid, are you crazy? You know what you just did?"
Qin Shi turned back and looked at the wind and sand. It doesn't matter. "Some wall grasses, what is the use of my sword?"
"You...!" The wind and sand, and coughing a few times, he said: "In any case, it is your same door...!"
Qin Shi took a deep breath, and the black scorpion was also a gap like a silk thread. The cold eyes that did not respond immediately looked at Shen Tianyang: "There are so many years old, but there are such despicable means, don't you feel shameful?"
Shen Tianyang was a glimpse first, then frowned: "What are you talking about?"
"What am I talking about?" Qin Shi snorted, and immediately his sleeves trembled, slamming the wind on the ground.
When the wind blew, I saw that the thousands of disciples who had just died in the tragic death were all opened.
When I saw the backs under the disciples of the disciples, many disciples were shocked by the audience. Even the sands themselves were old eyes.
I saw that on the backs of those disciples, 80% of the disciples were stabbed with tattoos, and the tattoo pattern was a huge magic wing.
"what is that?"
"Is the sword demon wing?" Fengsha and Lushan were gloomy at this time.
Maybe others don't know, but they are very clear about the two of them who have deep qualifications in Jianzong.
"Swords and Devils, the remnants of the swordsmanship, but they were destroyed by the swordsman ancestors thousands of years ago, how come?"
"It's a jail!" Lushan condensed, suddenly said: "If I guess it is correct, it should be the reason for the opening of the sword."
The wind and sand heard the first frown, and then gradually spread out, because what can be thought of, fear is only the possibility.
After the thousands of disciples' gowns were opened, Qin Shi did not disdain: "What else do you have to say now? Putting disciples in my army, causing turmoil, wanting to affect our morale, you can think of such shameless It’s coming."
Upon receiving the instructions from Fang Qing, Qin Shi leaned down and in the process he witnessed the massacre below.
Nowadays, he has a curse domain, and the ability to distinguish others' hearts is even more advanced.
Therefore, he can see the clues of these disciples at a glance.
Of course, there are also many true disciples who have been killed by Qin Shi. However, there is no way. Just after the turmoil, he must calm the people, and as he said, some wall grasses are used. ?
It is said that the wind and sand have become clear, and immediately the old eyes have a lot of eyes and squinted at Qin Shi: "This stinky boy!"
In the same way, countless disciples who have already grown grass have been secretly glad, and the direction of shaking has been slain in the cradle by Qin Shi.
Qin Shi pointed out that Shen Tianyang's old face was a bit gloomy. He did not expect Qin Shi to see this.
However, for a long time, he suddenly sneered: "Oh, kid, isn't it, I am a little kid, but do you think that you saved the sword?"
"Well?" Qin Shi fiercely frowned, from the look of Shen Tianyang's sly, actually made him feel uneasy.
"This is uneasy, what is going on?"
He was secret in the bottom of his heart, and suddenly he was black and scared.
"Hey!"
At this moment, a shudder, I saw that the thousands of disciples suddenly became poisoned by mites, there were thousands of mites biting from the body, the bodies were festering, the flesh and blood were dry, and then, from their already dark bodies, It was actually a thick black smoke.
Black smoke, Shen Tianyang's smile is more and more strange, the more cold: "haha, hahaha, stinky boy, you not only did not save the sword, but also completely pushed the sword into the land of no return! Haha, hahaha, you It is about to become a sinner of Jianzong."
Qin Shi black scorpion was big at this time.
"Hey!"
The black smoke did not condense in the air, and immediately saw a group of one group like a long eye, actually turned the target to the Jianzong disciple.
Seeing this scene, the old sand of the wind and sand shrinks into a little: "This, this is the soul of the sword?"
Lushan was also a few steps back. He shook and said: "I, I understand, I understand, just those disciples, not under the power of the sword and the demon, but because the sword is opened, the sword and the soul are overflowing. All of them were swallowed up by the soul of the swordsman!"
Immediately, he panicked and screamed: "All disciples are careful not to be eroded by the demon! Otherwise, the spirit is broken!"
"what?"
All the disciples were shocked.
However, Lushan’s words were still late, and the soul of the sword and the devil was so fast that it was not allowed to be discouraged by the disciples. Soon, nearly 100 disciples were swallowed up.
The disciples who were swallowed were immediately eaten by the gods, and the eyes became empty and dark, just like the ones who had just been a thousand disciples, such as a walking dead.
"damn it!"
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Seeing this scene, Fang Qing and Qi Qing in the sky are all distracted.
"Two, this time you still have the mood to care for others?" Lin Leng and Zhang Wei seized the gap, both of which burst into violent turmoil.
boom!
Qi Qing is better, the response is timely, but it is only a few steps back. Fang Qing is directly hit by a kilometer, and the body is like a cannonball in a sword-back ridge.
"Qinger!" Qi Qingjiao drink.
Fang Qing climbed up, she touched the blood stains in the corner of her mouth, looking at the disciples below with a sad look.
Immediately, her eyes could almost freeze the air, and the cold death slammed into Zhang.
"The soul of the sword is the robbery of my sword."
"Zhang Wei! Are you crazy?"