Chapter 1,602

Dead!

Everyone's eyes widened and almost fell out of their eyes. They still couldn't believe that Qin Tian died like this.

With a plop, Qin Tian woke up only when his head fell to the ground.

Qin Tian is really dead!

"Big Brother!!"

The Xuantian Sect disciples who were fighting with Jian Sect and others in the direction of the altar were the first to wake up, and they all exclaimed involuntarily.

"How is that possible?"

"How could Senior Brother be defeated!"

"He is a disciple taught by the Holy Lord. How could a disciple of the Holy Lord die..."

"Isn't this true?"

A group of people collapsed and suffered unimaginable shocks deep in their hearts.

Saint Xuantian, invincible in ancient times!

This sentence is not just a slogan, it is a belief that goes deep into the bones of the disciples of Xuantian Sect. Tianxuanzi has always been an invincible existence.

In the ancient realm, no one except Yaoguang Sword Saint can suppress him.

In addition, Yaoguang has hardly made any move in the past hundred years. The entire ancient wilderness is the legend of Tian Xuanzi. Even the entire Eastern Wasteland and Kunlun, Tian Xuanzi is the strongest evildoer in the past thousand years.

In the ancient battlefield, Qin Tian is the symbol of Tian Xuanzi, symbolizing the existence of Tian Xuanzi.

He was a flag, but now the flag has fallen.

He fell into the hands of Yaoguang disciples, fell into the hands of Lin Yun, the beautician, and died in the most humiliating way.

Gu Ruochen, who was rescuing people above the altar, was so shocked when he saw this scene that he died... After a while, Gu Ruochen's heart was filled with blood, and he felt hearty and extremely happy.

Eighteen years ago, the golden generation of the Sword Sect was destroyed. Over the years, countless Sword Sect disciples have died at the hands of the Xuantian Sect.

For many years, Sword Sect disciples have been holding their breath.

I have really been holding this breath for many years, but I can only watch helplessly as the disciples of the Sword Sect are bullied by the Xuantian Sect.

Now I finally win!

Gu Ruochen knocked down his opponent with one sword, and shouted with all his strength: "The bright moon will last forever, and the Sword Sect will be immortal!"

"The bright moon will last forever, and the Sword Sect will be immortal!"

The next moment, both the rescued disciples and Mu Xueqin and others shouted involuntarily from deep in their hearts.

The sound stirred for nine days, echoing endlessly, and everyone watching from a distance was shocked.

The swordsman is up!

There seemed to be a bright moon rising above the altar amid the passionate and passionate voice.

The once famous No. 1 Sword Sect in the Eastern Wasteland seems to be really coming back.

The Xuantian formation collapsed without any attack, and many disciples of the Xuantian Sect were frightened and gathered around Zhang Yuan and Liu Xu.

"Senior Brother Liu, what...what should I do?"

"What now?"

A group of people panicked and looked at Liu Xu with trembling voices.

Liu Xu's lips turned white, his face looked extremely ugly, and he couldn't think of a way to deal with it.

thump!

When the group was in shock and confusion, Lin Yun reached out and dug out Qin Tian's golden dragon bones. Liu Xu's face changed drastically, and he quickly rushed over with his men, saying angrily: "Lin Yun, what are you doing!"

"Why ask when you know it?"

Lin Yun said calmly.

"You are presumptuous!"

Liu Xu was furious: "Hurry up and hand over the dragon bones. Killing my sect's senior brother is already a capital crime, and you dare to dig up my sect's dragon bones. You are going to provoke a bloody battle between the two sects!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Lin Yun laughed, his laughter full of sarcasm.

Whoosh!

The strong wind roared, and Lin Yun's eyes swept away a cold light, and said coldly: "Eighteen years ago, your Xuantian Sect killed the golden generation of my Sword Sect. Wasn't it a capital crime? Qin Tian can kill me, but I, Lin Yun, can't.

He died? Still want to get the dragon bones back? It’s ridiculous, you will all die today!!”

All must die!

Lin Yun's eyes seemed to be whistling by a cold wind, and in an instant, the Xuantian Sect disciples who were stared at by his eyes felt cold all over.

Everyone who heard the sound in the distance was also surprised.

Eyes fell on Lin Yun one after another. This guy is so crazy!

Just kill Qin Tian, ​​and the rest of the Xuantian Sect will not be spared?

"Hahaha, Lin Yun, are you crazy?" Hearing this, Liu Xu smiled instead of getting angry.

Lin Yun said coldly: "From the moment you caught the Sword Sect disciples and humiliated them in public, it was already destined that none of you could escape!"

Lin Yun has never forgotten the bloody debt eighteen years ago.

Lin Yun did not forget when the disciples of the Jiancai Sect were publicly humiliated on the altar and slapped one by one.

After Lin Yun finished speaking, he started to kill the Xuantian Sect disciples one by one with one sword.

Man is the sky, the sword is the sky, the sky is the sword, and the man and the sword are one!

The originally angry Xuantian Sect disciples were immediately dumbfounded. The moment the Sky Sword Intent fell, it seemed as if a whole layer of sky had completely fallen.

Lin Yun rushed into the crowd and danced with his sword.

Under the blessing of Tianqiong Sword Intent, Xiaoyao Nine Swords were almost invincible. At this moment, everyone finally saw the terror of Tianqiong Sword Intent.

Almost none of the Xuantian Sect disciples could block Lin Yun's sword.

Only then did everyone realize that it was not that Qin Tian was too weak, but that Lin Yun was really too strong.

On the ground that was already exploding, sword light kept blooming. Under the blessing of the two words "Heaven and Earth", these people were unable to form a formation.

He is like a flying immortal from the sky, coming with a sword. The immortal is dancing with the long sword, and he is free and happy.

The artistic conception is infinitely grand and vast.

Everyone in Xuantian Sect, including Liu Xu, was buried in front of this sword intent and was completely suppressed.

One's own power is like a dragon roaring in the sky, with unparalleled magnificence blooming.

How is this possible?

When Lin Wan and others saw this scene from a distance, they were all dumbfounded. This was a complete massacre.

The swords are like flowers, criss-crossing.

As the flowers bloom, the killing continues.

Screams came one after another, and each life was ruthlessly harvested by the Burial Flower. Liu Xu and Zhang Yuan's expressions changed greatly. They tried their best to hold Lin Yun back and not give him the chance to massacre everyone.

But Lin Yun never met the two of them, retreated as soon as they came into contact, and continued to massacre Xuantian Sect disciples.

"Damn it!"

The two of them looked ugly. Looking at the screaming Xuantian Sect disciples, they wished they could eat Lin Yun alive.

Not long after, all the Xuantian Sect disciples were killed and injured, leaving only Zhang Yuan and Liu Xu.

"You crazy person!!"

Liu Xu's eyes were blood red and he rushed towards Lin Yun desperately.

"Blood debts must be paid with blood!"

Lin Yun casually knocked him away with a sword, and severely injured him with just one word.

Before he could stand up again, Lin Yun flicked his wrist, and the golden dragon battle flag on the ground was like a spear. It was rolled up by the sword, turned into a stream of light and flew away. The next moment, it stabbed Liu Xu through the heart.

Crucified on the Longmen Altar.

brush!

Lin Yun glanced at Zhang Yuan, who was the only one left.

Zhang Yuan was trembling all over. He was in a pile of corpses flowing with blood, and his throat was dry.

Even though he comes from the Holy Land and has seen all kinds of big scenes, he has never seen anyone as ruthless as Lin Yun.

"I'm not from Xuantian Sect." Zhang Yuan took a breath and said quickly.
To be continued...