Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 220 Kill Everyone
One hundred and eight thousand swords vibrated in unison, exuding endless killing intent, and condensed into a huge sword.

A huge sword with a length of several thousand meters slashed over. This terrifying killing intent made people feel terrified.

Those who had the courage to come over to help punch, they all rushed over.

The three gods of the Dao Palace no longer keep it, and run the hundred and eight thousand swords with all their strength.

With a puff, the young master who was running in the front was cut into a cloud of blood mist, and disappeared in ashes.

Ah ah ah ah ah. . .

Screams continued to be heard, and the dozen young masters who rushed up could not escape the pursuit of the black divine sword.

The first figure was shattered, the second figure was shattered, and the third figure was shattered. . .

The dozens of cultivators who rushed over were all reduced to ashes, and no one could stop them.

No matter what secret technique they used, it was useless at the moment.

No matter what weapons they sacrificed, they were all shattered by the Bund, and they couldn't stop the black long sword formed by the fusing of the crow's feathers.

The disciple of the Shaking Light Holy Land did not accept his fate. Instead, he became even more crazy and struck out one after another with big flaming palms.

However, all of this is in vain, just like a mantis' arms being used as a car, people who give him face will naturally give him way, if they don't give him face, they will naturally be crushed, and his body will be crushed to pieces, leaving no bones left.

All the people were beheaded with a single sword, only the Ji family's disciple, although his body was cut in half, the upper half of his body was still able to live normally.

"You bastard, you actually lived to the end. Seeing your broken waist and limbs, life would be worse than death, right? Why don't you let me help you and set you free?"

Dao Palace God No. [-] said sarcastically.

"You can't survive, several of my strong Ji family are in this oasis, and they will come to kill you soon."

"We actually killed someone today, are we still afraid of being hunted down?" Daogong No. [-] sneered heavily.

"The bright moons in your house, Ji Haoyue, Ji Biyue, Ji Haiyue, are they here?"

"Do we need experts from my Ji family's fourth-level secret realm to kill you? Even if the disciples from the Tao Palace secret realm come, killing you will be as easy as crushing an ant!"

"Your words are a bit too much, why don't I help you and send you on your way!"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a golden golden crow's claw flew out and scratched his head.

what. . .

This child of the Ji family has been screaming his whole life. He can't believe that Daogong No. [-], who was talking just now, changed his face and killed him in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Zhang Wenchang had quietly arrived twenty miles away. The three Taoist gods deliberately left behind the aura of the Fire Crow clan after killing the people.

Then they used their secret technique and merged into the void almost instantly, disappeared into Yunduan Mountain, and returned to Zhang Wenchang's body.

Feeling the information they sent back, Zhang Wenchang felt very satisfied. The fly in the ointment is that there are no people from the Holy Land of Zifu.

Looking at the three fire crow masters going across the void, the scene was completely silent, no one dared to stand up, stop them, and question them.

After they left for a while, the scene immediately became an uproar.

Something big happened in Quzhou!

It was a gathering of young practitioners, but it was broken by three masters of the Fire Crow Clan. They slaughtered and uttered ridiculous words, and chopped up all the disciples of the Ji family and the Yaoguang Holy Land.

He also killed more than a dozen local young masters.

This can poke a hornet's nest.

This is explosive news.

Those young cultivators in Quzhou who survived were unable to calm down, and they had already stirred up a storm.

What happened today must have been shocking, causing waves like a storm. If you stay here, you will inevitably face endless doubts. Everyone disperses and spreads the news.

The Ji family and the Yaoguang Holy Land couldn't suppress this embarrassing incident even if they tried. There were so many people at the scene, and in full view of the crowd, the news had already been spread by the locals who escaped immediately.

The eight True Inheritance Disciples gathered here, but they were unexpectedly taken over by three masters of the Fire Crow Clan who came to the door.

This is stepping their faces on the ground and rubbing their faces fiercely, and they have to fight back.

Under Zhang Wenchang's feet, green lotuses bloomed, and he left here quickly.

The reason why he did not use the void mirror and teleported directly to a hundred thousand miles away was because he had sensed the mark on Ye Fan. He wanted to find Ye Fan and steal the origin of the ancient holy body under the pretext of saving Pang Bo.

Suddenly a warship flew over, and the multicolored light pierced the sky, rushing to the depths of Yunduan Mountain in the blink of an eye.

When Zhang Wenchang saw it, it was written with the handwriting and imprint of the Holy Land of Shaking Light, and it was hunting on the banner, looking mighty and domineering.

Soon Zhang Wenchang saw another warship passing by in the sky. It was the Ji family's warship.

Soon people appeared from all directions, constantly intercepting the practitioners who were about to leave.

"Stop!" A strong man from the Shaking Light Holy Land shouted.

Obviously Zhang Wenchang, who was extremely fast, caught their attention.

Zhang Wenchang changed his appearance several times, and he was no longer his original image. When he saw someone blocking the way, he immediately realized these guys. In order to pretend to investigate, he began to arrest and interrogate some irrelevant people.

This man from the Holy Land of Light is also very young, only in his 20s. He is already a master of the fourth level of the Dao Palace Secret Realm. He asked with a sullen face: "Don't leave yet, follow me back to the clouds." I’m going to the Broken Mountain Range, and I can’t leave until I ask some questions clearly.”

"Why? Is there anything you can't say here? Why should I go with you?" Zhang Wenchang asked as he walked forward.

"Don't talk nonsense. This is an order from the top of my Shaking Light Holy Land. You just need to follow me and don't ask for trouble."

It seemed that this disciple of Shaking Light Holy Land was in a very irritable mood. It was obvious that he was very dissatisfied with being mobilized here to perform the task and wanted to take the opportunity to vent his emotions.

"If you don't want to die, immediately turn around and get back to the Yunduan Mountains!"

The more the boy talked, the more angry he became, and in the end he had a hideous face.

"Okay, I'll go with you, you lead the way."

Zhang Wenchang nodded happily, and walked towards the young strong man in the Holy Land of Shaking Light.

He suddenly raised the bone stick and threw it out with a whoosh.

Just like a crystal white lightning, it instantly hit the young strong man.

This man was almost defenseless. His attention was all on Zhang Wenchang. Looking at Zhang Wenchang's cultivation in the third level of Dao Palace, he didn't take it seriously at all and did not put this big bone stick on his body.

Boom.

This bone stick, he sucked up his blood in an instant, and with a bang, his body was turned into fly ash, and all his clothes and weapons were shattered.

Zhang Wenchang took back the white bone stick and gently stroked the crystal white bone stick. He felt in his heart that the high-level weapon was so easy to use that it was like a fully automatic combat robot.

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