Man is mortal.

Some died peacefully, some died hastily, and some didn't have time to show their faces... The four deputy city lords all occupied it.

From great sorrow to great joy.

Then from great joy to great sorrow.

The mentality of the monks in Sword City changed so quickly that it only took a few breaths.

boom!

The demonic cloud swept across and arrived in an instant!

A shadowy figure of demonic flames also landed in the city. When I looked around with my big hand, the demonic sword whizzed out and returned to my hand!

It’s Gu Tian!

Not just him.

In the distant sky, Mo Chenyin, Leng Meizi, and Mei Yun Wei also rushed over closely.

"Adoptive father?"

Gu Han was stunned, "Why are you here?"

"I've met Uncle Gu!"

Seeing Gu Tian, ​​Yuan Zhengyang saluted quickly and meticulously.

Gu Tian felt a little uncomfortable.

He turned slightly sideways, turned his eyes, and landed on Gu Han, who was covered in injuries. There was uncontrollable murderous intent in his tone.

"Han'er, who hurt you!"

"..."

Gu Han fell silent.

It's not that I don't want to answer.

The four deputy city lords who just attacked him without a trace were left behind. Even... not even a name was left. He didn't know how to answer.

"well."

A sigh sounded.

I don’t know when Zhang Yuan showed up again.

"My lord."

He said faintly, "With all due respect, the young master may be brave, extremely powerful, and extremely lethal, but after all... he is weak and weak!"

Hear the words.

Gu Tianxia raised his head consciously.

Looking at the countless cultivators of Sword Town scattered everywhere in the darkness, a hint of violence flashed in his eyes.

So many people.

Beat my son?

"My lord."

Zhang Yuan shook his head and said at the right time, "Your Majesty, I am not provoking trouble, it's just that...it's too rude to bully the minority with the more."

Not loud.

But everyone heard it clearly.

Lao Sun and his gang

The sword cultivator looked strange, and a group of Sword City cultivators almost exploded with anger.

Bullying the few with more?

He almost cleared the battlefield with just two swords, and even killed the seven generals. Is this called bullying the few with more?

Gu Tian doesn't care what they think.

He only looked at what Zhang Yuan said.

"There are many of them?"

Looking at the sky full of monks from Zhenjian City, there was an evil spirit in his voice.

He felt.

There are many people on the other side, and my son's side... no matter whether he is a human or not, at least in terms of quantity, he cannot suffer!

boom!

Think of this.

The floating shadow of the golden seal between the eyebrows flashed past, and a shocking demonic power rose again, sweeping the sky and everything, turning into a mighty demonic cloud with a radius of tens of thousands of miles!

"roar!!"

The demonic roar rises again!

Countless demonic figures howled out from the demonic clouds, real demons, inner demons, evil demons...it was impossible to count how many there were. Among them, there were nine hundred and ninety-nine blood-colored demons differentiated by Gu Tian.

film!

All the demons came out and the sky shook!

But in the blink of an eye, it has dispersed in all directions, and as far as the eye can see, there are figures of all kinds of demons!

Strange abilities.

A nearly immortal demonic body.

Coupled with the crushing quantity.

The monks of Zhenjian City had no power to fight back at all. The pride and aloofness they had once turned into howls and panic.

"Deserve it!"

The Three Thousand Sword Cultivators were very happy to see it.

"This, this, this..."

Sensing the ferocity of those demons, the three thousand sword cultivators trembled in their hearts. The demons they had seen in their lives were not as many as the ones here!

"Don't be alarmed."

Old Sun Nianxu smiled lightly and said, "Young master's adoptive father also has a great background. It's just a small scene at the moment."

Everyone was stunned.

There are more demons here than there are monks in Sword City, is this just a small scene?

see him

The face is calm.

Although the Three Thousand Sword Cultivators felt that he was mysterious and unfathomable for no reason.

"Senior, he is a well-organized person!"

Lao Sun felt secretly happy.

But he said humbly, "Average, average, only about seventy-eight points of the young master's temper."

During the conversation.

The place was completely in chaos.

Strange abilities.

A nearly immortal demonic body.

Coupled with the crushing quantity.

The remaining monks from Sword Town were unable to fight back at all, and the battle situation showed a one-sided trend.

"Help...help me!"

"I, I don't want to die!"

"What is this, go away...ah!!"

"The sky is unfair. Why do I, Sword City, have to suffer such a disaster..."

"..."

For a time, the once aloof and reckless monks of Zhenjian City completely collapsed at this moment!

The scene was very cruel and bloody.

But the Three Thousand Sword Cultivators looked at all this indifferently, without any sympathy at all, but with a look of pleasure on their faces.

"Deserve it!"
To be continued...