Chapter 252: The Ruthless Blackheaven Sect
Sect Masters facial expression changed dramatically. The strength of this man was truly shocking.
However, he was the strongest person in the sect right now, so he had no choice but to pull out his sword and stab at this man.
Bang!
As his palm landed, the mountain gate of Saint Martial Mountain instantly collapsed, and the entire Saint Martial Mountain was razed to the ground.
Great Luo Golden Immortal! A disciple exclaimed.
Sect Masters face instantly turned blood red. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying.
He didnt have the strength to fight back when facing with this mans casual attack.
Who are you? Why did you disturb our Saint Martial Mountain?!
Old Sect Master asked with an ugly expression.
Those people stopped after striking out with their palms. A dozen of them stood on the Void and looked down at all the disciples of the Saint Martial Mountain.
From today onwards, there will be no more Saint Martial Mountain. There will only be the Blackheaven Sect! Do you understand?
Hearing this, all the disciples of Saint Martial Mountain turned pale. This man was going to destroy us. This request was even more excessive than destroying a sect. He wanted all of them to become disciples or servants of Blackheaven Sect.
Dont think about it!
Old Sect Masters eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He glared at the dozen or so people, and his eyes turned red.
Dont think about it? The man sneered, and looked down at everyone in a mocking manner.
Another man walked out and looked at Old Sect Master with disdain. He said, Ill give you tens of thousands of chances. I have a lot of time. Ill play a game with you. Let me ask you something. If you dont agree, Ill kill one of your disciples. How about it?
You rejected me just now!
Puchi!
As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face, and the sound of a sword cutting into flesh could be heard. A disciple was killed. In order to increase the pain of this disciple, this person didnt use any immortal energy, but purely used the power of a mortal.
Do you agree to be a disciple of my Blackheaven Sect?
This person asked, and the smile on his face looked extremely ferocious!
I
Before Old Sect Master could finish his words, the man already slashed with his sword. The other disciple fell into a pool of blood.
You devil!
Old Sect Master gritted his teeth so hard that blood was flowing out. He glared at this man. If looks could kill, this man would die many times over.
Puchi!
The man killed the third disciple.
This isnt what I want to hear!
That person continued to ask, How about becoming a disciple of the Blackheaven Sect?
Pfft!
After saying that, the man thrust out his sword without waiting for Old Sect Master to speak.
And then, he said to the person beside him, Hahaha, its quite fun! All of you, give it a try!
Why dont we give up on these people? After all, they are all trash. Even if they are accepted into the sect, the Sect Master wont like them. Rather than wasting resources, we might as well kill them and have a taste of them!
When the others heard this, they immediately revealed expressions of interest.
You devils, even if I become a ghost, I wont let you off!
Before Old Sect Master could finish his words, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his aura instantly weakened.
Sect Master!
You executioners, our Senior Brother, have already become Senior Zhangs disciple. He will find you sooner or later!
Kill us if you have the guts. Our Senior Brother will avenge us!
Damn you, kill me!
The disciples of Saint Martial Mountain were agitated. They glared at the dozen or so people, but none of them showed any signs of fear.
When they saw this scene, they thought after killing so many people, these people should show some signs of fear. They looked at each other. The people of this sect really had backbone.
On the contrary, they started to admire this scene.
It didnt matter if the talent of a sect was poor or not, the lack of resources wasnt the most important thing. The most important thing was morale, cohesiveness, these things were much more important than any other elements.
However, while they admired it, they also felt pity in their hearts.
Such a sect, they simply had no possibility of subduing it. Now, it seemed they could only kill everyone in this sect!
It had to be said that it was really a pity!
Such a good sect couldnt be used by them.
As for their Senior Brother among these people, they didnt care at all.
This Old Sect Masters strength was only at the Half-step Great Luo, so how strong could their Senior Brother be?
Kill!
The man said in a flat tone, his tone full of regret.
I just said I would kill them all. You must play with them. Such a group of trash, what are you keeping them for?
There were naturally some among them who didnt care about a tough bone. In his opinion, such a person was the last bit of stubbornness. There was no use at all. In the end, he wouldnt be able to escape the fate of being killed.
As the man spoke, he raised both his hands. Endless and dense Spiritual Energy gathered towards him, turning into a sword that emitted a sharp aura.
However, in an instant, the Saint Martial Mountain was covered by billions of combat swords, floating above his head.
Die!
As the man spoke, he made his move. Both of his hands pressed down on the ground. Billions of swords poured down like a heavy rain.
When the people of Saint Martial Mountain saw this scene, they simply closed their eyes.
Senior Brother, avenge us, kill this bunch of trash!
Senior Brother, kill this group of devils, they dont deserve to live in this world!
Hearing the loud roars of the Saint Martial Mountain disciples, these people were disdainful. They pressed down with greater force, and the aura of Sword Dao burst out.
Your Senior Brother, do you think he will dare to come? The man said in a mocking tone.
Puff!
Before the sword fell, the faces of everyone in Saint Martial Mountain changed dramatically. They spurted out blood instantly and were seriously injured. Some of them were even crushed to death by the sword energy.
These people were too powerful.
The gap between them was like a heavenly chasm that couldnt be crossed.
Old Sect Master also closed his eyes, but the corners of his mouth revealed a gratified smile.
Fortunately, Shengwu wasnt here!
Only if Shengwu wasnt here, then the Saint Martial Mountain would never be destroyed!
He believed with Senior Zhang, Martial Saint would break the restrictions of this world and pursue the path of invincibility.
At that time, the revenge of the Saint Martial Mountain would no longer be so important.
Who!?
At this moment, a stern shout suddenly sounded.
Youre asking me who I am? This is Saint Martial Mountain, my home. You damn bastards came to my home to cause trouble. If you ask me who I am, you will be courting death!
A man came through the Void and waved his hand gently. The hundreds of millions of swords that were formed from Spiritual Energy on the Saint Martial Mountain instantly vanished.
The man who came was Guan Shengwu. When he saw the scene of Saint Martial Mountain, he couldnt help but attack. He stretched out a big hand and grabbed at the dozen of bastards, trying to squeeze them to death.
Humph!
The dozen of men harrumphed coldly and looked at each other. One of them stepped out from the crowd and swung his golden fist at them.
The other party was so arrogant that he was deluding himself to deal with them alone. They didnt want to take advantage of him!
Brat, who are you? How dare you meddle in the business of my Blackheaven Sect? Today is the day of your death!
The golden fist pierced through the Void, and a sonic boom sounded in the air.
When the people of Saint Martial Mountain saw this, their expressions changed.
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