Invincible Sword Realm

Sword Sect.

Under the four strongholds, the Sword Sect had little resistance, and all but the main peaks had been defeated.

At this time, Sword Sect, has really hurt its energy, even if it can escape this crisis, without hundreds of years, it is impossible to restore its energy at all.

Su Qingzheng and the people of Jianzong stood at the door of Taiqing Palace, beside her to the right, were Xiaoyu and Yao Yao, and Lin Waner. Behind a few, were the Sword Sect disciples, only thousands, mostly with injuries.

“The Patron Front will soon lose its support, Lord. Yes, or shall we surrender?” At this point, a sword elder suddenly said.

Hearing the elder, many Sword Sect disciples suddenly looked at each other angrily, but more remained silent.

Su Qingshi turned to look at the elder, who dared not look at Su Qingshi, slightly bowing his head. Su Qingzheng swept the rest of the Sword Sect disciples. Half a million, she said: “Although you are all Sword Sect disciples, you have the right to choose to leave. Even if you want to leave, I will not stop you. However, if the Sword Sect is not extinguished today, from now on, you will not be Sword Sect disciples, nor shall you carry out the sword skills and skills acquired in Sword Sect, otherwise, the Horn of Heaven, fix it! ”

Silence in the field.

A long time later, the elder of the Sword Sect, who spoke earlier, stood up and sighed. “Poetry, you are the one I grew up looking at. I don't want to see you wrong or wrong, nor can I let you bring Sword Sect to the end. Honestly, Yuanmen has been approached by people. As long as I surrender, they will not destroy my sword sect. So, Green Poetry, hand over the throne of the sword sect! ”

“Han Yu, how dare you join forces!” A sword elder drank furiously.

A small number of Sword Sect disciples are also indignant.

“Elder Yu Heng, Elder Qingyu, Elder Iron Sword, the three strongest honorable people of my sword sect, the strongest ones have been killed and injured once, the rest of the honorable ones are less than 50, and the Yuanmen and the Hundred Flowers Palace and other honorable ones gathered in at least a few hundred, Qinghe, how do you say we resist them?” Han Yu Dao.

“Do you really think Yuanmen and Hundred Flowers will let us go?” Qinghe furious: “Even if Yuanmen promised to let us go, what about the ghost sect and the Hundred Flowers Palace? Do you think they'll let us go? ”

“All they want is the lives of those involved in Yang Ye!” Han Yu whispered.

“Outrageous! ”

Green River pulled out the long sword, pointing straight at Han Yue, said: “Han Yue, are you going to hand over the Patriarch? Aren't you afraid the old lord will blow you apart? ”

“He can't come back!” The lower Han Channel.

Qinghe was not able to reveal his anger, and was about to do it. At this time, Su Qingshi stroked his stomach, which had risen high, and swept the rest of the Sword Sect disciples. "How many people thought the same as Han Changlong? ”

After a moment of silence, some Sword Sect disciples stood beside Han Heidi. Gradually, more and more Sword Sect disciples stood on Han Heidi's side. Less than a moment later, there were less than 1,000 people left on Su Qingshi's side. Of these, fifty were honored and thirty-five stood behind Han Heu.

“You don't want to leave, you want to force the palace, right?” Su Qing poetry whispered.

“Stand down, my lord!” The more Han gave Su Qing poetry a slight gift, he didn't dare to do anything, or wanted to leave a little room for himself. Otherwise, he would have forcibly withdrawn Su Qing poetry.

“Stand down, my lord! ”

The disciples of the Sword Sect behind Han's heel gave a slight gift to Su Qing poetry.

“Sister!” Yao's face was frightened. He held Su Qingpo's hand tightly. "Don't worry, brother, he will come back. When he comes back, he will surely kill these villains who bully you! ”

Su Qingshi smiled slightly and rubbed Yao's little head.

After hearing Xiaoyao's words, the disciples of the Sword Sect behind Han's heel changed their face. Naturally, they are not strangers to Yang Ye. Although the other party is only a realm of spirituality, the more Han is present, the more he dares not say that he is confident to defeat Yang Ye! The most important thing is that behind Yang Ye, there are emperors who are strong enough to rely on the mountain!

Waiting for someone to kill his wife and sister. Will he let go of waiting for someone else?

With this in mind, many Sword Sect disciples have shown hesitation.

When he saw this scene, Han's face changed slightly. “Yang Ye can't come back. ”

“Bullshit!” Yao stared furiously at Han.

Han laughed more and more coldly, “The Lord has summoned 20 dignitaries of the Dinghan Empire to fight him, 20 dignitaries of the Nine Pints, even if Yang Ye is possessed by his grandmaster, he will surely die. When the Lord master of the Gongkun Tu, the Lord's army will arrive in the southern realm in an instant. By then, let alone my little sword sect, even the Empire of the Great Qin and the Empire of the Xuan Beast will be destroyed. So at this moment, if I want to live, I must surrender to the Lord! ”

Hearing Han Hue's words, the disciples of the Sword Sect behind him exhaled heavily.

Su Qing poetry and dawn rain and evening slightly changed their faces, and the cold flashed in their eyes.

“Boom!”

At this time, there was an alarming noise coming from outside the Patronage, and the entire Sword Lord's Peak trembled violently. Everyone looked and saw that the Ten Thousand Spirits were attacking the Patriarchal Array in a frantic manner, and that the already precarious Patriarchal Array had spread numerous cracks under the bombardment of the Ten Thousand Spirits Patriarchal Array.

“That's the Phantom Corps, that's the Phantom Corps!” At this time, Han's eyes became more excited. Then he turned to Su Qing poetry. There was a fierce light in his eyes. "Lord, please step back, otherwise don't blame my husband for not talking about affection!” If Su Qingshi surrenders at this time and opens the Patron Battalion, he will surely be appreciated by the Yuan Gate, but if the other party comes in forcefully, he will have little credit. So he's impatient!

“Stand down, my lord! ”

Numerous Sword Sect disciples said, these Sword Sect disciples have no color of guilt in their eyes, no color of fear, some only the color of ferocity.

Dawn Rain and Evening pressed her hand against the handle of the knife, and her inner qi began to pour.

Some of the Sword Sect disciples behind Su Qing poetry hesitated and finally walked behind Han Gang. Less than a moment later, Su Qing poetry left less than 600 Sword Sect disciples behind.

Seeing this scene, the more happy Han is. Now, Su Qingpo can say that the great power has gone, in the absence of the ability to rebel!

Su Qing poetry flashed a sorrow in his eyes. Are these the disciples of Sword Sect? To survive, would you rather surrender, Sword Sect disciple? If those Sword disciples knew about the scene at the height of the Sword Sect, would they climb out of the coffin in anger? That's pathetic!

“Green poetry, in terms of past affections, you withdraw from your position and do not resist, I will not embarrass you, only give you to Yuanmen, is life or death, look at your own creation. If you are obsessed, you must take my Sword Sect disciple to the end, then don't blame me for my hard work.” The more thin the Patronage Array, the less patience Han has had.

Su Qingshi slowly pulled out his long sword and pointed directly at Han Heer. “As long as the disciple of the sword sect died in battle and the disciple of the sword sect did not surrender, I declare that all of you will no longer be disciples of the sword sect from now on. If the Sword Sect were alive today, He would surely take back all that you have received in the Sword Sect on that day. ”

“You're the one who wants to die! ”

Han turned to his face and said, “Do it! ”

An elder behind Han Hehe just drew his sword, a cold light flashed, a knife momentarily passed from the elder's neck, the elder's head flew out and died instantly!

Everyone watched the rain and evening with horror.

Han is also horrified. He didn't expect this woman who usually doesn't like speech to have such horrible powers. The elder is a strong man in honor of the realm, can't even resist her knife?

“Who the hell are you!” The more Han drank, the more he asked.

Dawn Rain and Eve did not speak, just pressed the knife handle with her hand.

At this time, Su Qing poetry said: “You are the one who truly takes Sword Sect to its demise. Let's not say whether my husband is dead or not. Even if he dies, you throw the sword sect to Yuanmen. Even if the Sword sect disciple is not killed by the Hundred Flowers Palace and the Haunted Sect, it will not be good. Ask yourselves, do you think Hundred Flowers Palace and the Haunted Sect will treat you well? Besides, if my husband is all right and you give me to Yuanmen, I promise you, don't say you, even if it's anyone who has anything to do with you, he'll kill you. ”

Su Qing poetry was very clear. Yang Ye had no fondness for the sword sect. The reason why she had let go of the sword sect before was entirely because she was the owner of the sword sect. In this case, Yang Ye would not attack the sword sect in any way. However, if the Sword Sect's people handed her over to Xiaoyao and Xiaoyu Yu and Xiaoyu in order to live, she could be sure that, with the character of Yang Ye, all Sword Sect disciples would definitely kill all of them!

That's not what she wanted to see!

When he heard Su Qing poetry, not only the disciples of the Sword Sect behind Han Hei, but Han Hei himself changed his face. Even Yang Yip is a madman, but even he is afraid to destroy the tomb of Master Hundred Flowers Palace. What is he afraid to do?

“Boom!”

At this point, the Great Patriarchal Array in the sky suddenly trembled violently, and countless cracks appeared over the Great Patriarchal Array.

The disciple of Sword Sect below and others trembled in their hearts, because this sword sect is about to break! Once the battle is broken, they will know what happens!

Han's face had no shame. "All the disciples of the Sword Sect were told that Yang Ye had died, and the Lord of the Day would come to the South. If you want to die, you can take the sword in your hand and take Su Qingshi down. Yuanmen and others have promised me that they will kill only those associated with Yang Ye. All, in order to live, bring out your swords! ”

“Wow!”

Numerous Sword Sect disciples took out their swords, pointing directly at Su Qingpoetry and others.

“Kill!”

Han Gao shrugged, his figure moved, and he and several elders of Sword Sect rushed towards Su Qingpo and others.

At this point, a giant figure appeared above the Sword Sect.

“Ho!”

A dragon bark sounded over the entire sword sect. Under this pressure, countless Sword sect disciples trembled, almost kneeling directly!