Chapter 1636: Broken one after another
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Shura God Emperor
- Tian Teng
- 647 characters
- 2021-02-01 04:49:26
All the elders' complexions suddenly changed, Yuan Shoubai waved his hand: "Go to the Jade House!"
Everyone moved to the jade slip room. This place was supposed to be the place where the gods were enshrined. All the jade slips were neatly arranged here, and there were several disciples inside.
"Elder!" When the disciples saw Yuan Shoubai and them coming, their faces were pale and they lowered their heads.
"What's the situation!?" Hao Liang asked quickly.
"Just now... another five jade slips were broken." A disciple said hesitantly.
Yuan Shoubai and other elders swept their eyes, staring at the broken jade slip, shocked and angry.
What was shocking was why so many people died when the Sword Enlightenment Conference was only halfway through.
Angrily, before the start of the conference, they clearly urged all the disciples not to be reckless or aggressive, otherwise, how could they cause murder now?
"This was definitely killed because of a scramble!" The Third Elder gritted his teeth.
Yes, there is only one reason to make them feel at ease, and that is that the disciples of Xuanjian Pavilion were definitely killed. Otherwise, if they had the amulet of Yuqi Talisman, it would be almost impossible to be on the mountain of Jianbei if it were not for dispute Killed by his sword intent, so only this reason can convince them.
"Damn it! Who the is it? Doesn't even Xuanjian Pavilion look at me?" The Fourth Elder was shaking all over.
More than a dozen disciples have died. If you compare it to the previous ones, it can be said to be abnormal.
And if it's relatively uncontrollable, that's normal.
Because they knew that the Xuanjian Pavilion disciple was dead, and the disciples of other sects would definitely not be any better.
They did not have the imperial qi charms, they had to resist sword qi and sword beasts, and they had to prevent being besieged by the disciples of Xuanjian Pavilion.
But people are selfish animals. From Xuanjian Pavilion's point of view, other people can die, but their disciples cannot!
Of course, having said that, the disciple of Xuanjian Pavilion died, this is an indisputable fact, even after the fact, they can't accountable the sword repair disciples of other sects at all.
why? Just because life and death cannot be controlled!
This sentence was said by Xuanjian Pavilion to everyone at the time. Although it was said to disciples of other sects, as long as it was said, it means that even if Xuanjian Pavilion's disciple died, it was Can't be held accountable, even normal?
If they think it is abnormal, they will be questioned. When the time comes, they will gather in groups and attack them. Isn't they exposed to all their selfishness and favoritism?
That's right, Xuanjian Pavilion can ignore these, and don't even hold accountable who killed their disciples.
However, don't forget that if Xuanjian Pavilion did this, it would be an enemy of all other sword repair disciples, and Xuanjian Pavilion would become a target of public criticism.
They have a strong background, the mountain gate founded by the descendants of the sword saint, of course they are not afraid of second- and third-rate forces, but what if the other party unites?
They really want to fight against many forces. Wouldn't Xuanjian Pavilion kill the enemy by killing one thousand and hurting himself by eight hundred?
You know, in those second and third sects, unless they are special attribute sects, there are almost all sword repairs!
Just as they were surprised and uncertain, a clear voice suddenly sounded--
"Patter!"
"Patter!"
A broken sound resounded beside their ears, as if a sharp sword pierced the heart.
Everyone's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, what did they see?
Hundreds of life jade slips, some of them burst out suddenly in their eyes.
One, two...ten, twenty...twenty-seven.
In just a few seconds, all the twenty-seven disciples of Xuanjian Pavilion were dead!
But this is not enough. In their eyes, these space jade slips are shattering at the rate of one death every minute...