Chapter 69 Slaughter of the Clan

Some people fought desperately, but were chopped in half by the devil's axe.

The wailing, crying, and the sound of swords clashing intertwined into a hellish Shura field!

At the same time, Ye Wange stood in mid-air, like a demon god descending to the earth, commanding the demons to slaughter indiscriminately, his voice full of pleasure.

"From today onwards, there will be no more Ye Zhao! No more Xie Youran! No more Wanjian Sect!"

"This mountain! This sword! From now on, our surname is Ye!"

Ye Zhao stood in the center of the storm, looking at the mountain gate with corpses scattered all over the ground and blood flowing like a river. The disciples behind him kept falling down, and a feeling of grief and anger exploded in his chest.

She gripped her sword tightly, "You...actually led the demons into the sect..."

She flew up and faced the blood sea demon tide and Ye Wange sitting high in the air alone!

Above the Wanjian Sect, evil clouds were pressing down and blood was shining in the sky.

Hundreds of demon cultivators are rampant, and the holy land of swordsmanship that has stood for a thousand years has now become a hell on earth.

At this critical moment of life and death, when the world is about to collapse.

Suddenly, a green lightning flash appeared on the horizon.

Immediately afterwards, the void shook violently.

A ray of light purple divine light tore through the demonic cloud, swooped down from the sky, and landed on the top of the main peak with tremendous power.

In an instant, heaven and earth were silent, and all things ceased.

Everyone instinctively looked up at the sky!

I saw three figures coming from the air!

The leader, dressed in a dark green robe, exuded an unfathomable aura. With every step he took, the void trembled slightly, and the entire mountain region seemed to be responding to his aura.

A powerful person in the Spirit Transformation Realm!

On his right hand side was a young girl in green, with a cold and serene appearance, carrying a guqin on her back. Her aura was like the light of water, moon, and sky, seemingly gentle yet extremely cold. She was halfway to becoming a god!

The young man on the left had a handsome figure and flowing robes, with countless runes of spiritual light wandering around him, making the demon cultivator feel instinctively oppressed.

Also half a step towards becoming a god.

The three of them stood quietly in the air, as if gods from outer space had descended to the earth, suppressing all the demon cultivators present so that they could not move for a moment.

“That’s… a powerful god-transforming expert!!”

"...When will the Wanjian Sect be able to hire such a person!?"

Xie Youran sat up, covered in blood, and stared at the sky with shock. "How could these three people... suddenly appear? Are they here to..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the leader, Yu Canglan, bowed slightly, his eyes fell on Ye Zhao, and said in a gentle voice:

"We're late."

Luo Yinsheng also said: "Fortunately, we made it in time."

Song Shiyu smiled and raised his hand, and the talisman turned into a butterfly: "Can't kill it anymore? We will kill it for you."

Ye Zhao nodded slightly, "Thank you very much."

As soon as these words were spoken, Xie Youran and the other peak masters were completely shocked!

"These...these three people...are actually Ye Zhao's friends?!"

"Ye Zhao...his friends are actually great gods?! And two of them are halfway to becoming gods?!!"

"Isn't this Yu Canglan from the Divine Sky Realm? Wasn't he in seclusion? Why would he show up?!"

For a moment, the way everyone looked at Ye Zhao changed completely.

Ye Wange and the demon leader Zhu Yan's expressions changed drastically in an instant!

Ye Wange's voice trembled: "Why are these three crazy people here?! Haven't they already stopped caring about worldly affairs?!"

Zhu Yan frowned, and for the first time, a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

"Damn it... She actually invited someone of this level."

"Ye Wange, didn't you say... that there's no one left to hire from the Sword Sect?!"

Ye Wange's face turned pale. "I, I didn't know she had such a trump card!!"

Zhu Yan snorted coldly, and the demon army behind him began to waver. The low-level demon cultivators were trembling in fear and did not dare to move forward.

In this moment of silence...

Yu Canglan raised his hand slightly, and the void suddenly solidified.

"Now that you're here, let me... clean up this mess."

His tone was gentle, but it sounded like a divine judgment.

A bloody rain is about to come, and the sky and the earth are eclipsed.

Yu Canglan, Luo Yinsheng and Song Shiyu, three top powerhouses, stood side by side, with Ye Zhao standing among them in a white robe. The auras of the four men converged, as if four world-suppressing divine swords were lying across the sky!

The demon army below, which had been unstoppable, now stopped under this overwhelming pressure. Low-level demon cultivators even knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe.

Zhu Yan roared angrily:

"Full army to meet the enemy!!"

With a wave of his hand, the demon battle formation was activated instantly. Black clouds rolled in like a tide, and countless demon cultivators rose into the sky like locusts, attacking the four people!

But before he could get close, a loud thunder suddenly exploded!

"boom!!!"

It’s Yu Canglan!

He took a step forward, and when he raised his palm, he displayed a magical power, the Thousand Thunders Attracting Stars Diagram!

In an instant, thousands of thunders fell from the sky, like a punishment from heaven, and hit the core of the demon army!

Countless demon cultivators didn't even have time to react before they were struck to pieces by lightning, and their wails echoed through the sky!

“Ahhh…!!”

"It's a powerful spirit! We can't stop it! Run away...!!"

On the other side, Luo Yinsheng stood up and played the zither, plucking the strings lightly with her bare fingers. Suddenly, an extremely clear and cold zither sound rang out between heaven and earth!

"Zheng!"

The sound waves turned into blades and flew all over the sky. Wherever they passed, those in the demon clan below the Nascent Soul stage would bleed all over their bodies, their souls would be shattered, and they would fall to the ground without even making a sound!

“She…she’s a sound cultivator?! A sound cultivator halfway to becoming a god?!”

The demon generals screamed in fear, but had no time to react. Another song started, and the sound of the piano was like a tide, creating a chaotic scene in the demon army where people accidentally killed each other. Countless demon cultivators killed each other in the chaos, and blood flowed like a river!

Song Shiyu stepped onto the clouds and rose up. Runes flew out from his sleeves like stars, densely filling the void!

"All things are sealed to the sky, all spirits return to their origin, rise!"

With a low shout, thousands of talismans turned into array patterns, forcibly suppressing the demonic energy and imprisoning the demon general!

"boom!"

The earth shook and the mountains trembled. The five demon generals were trapped in the formation and unable to move. Song Shiyu flipped his sleeve again, and a thunder talisman exploded out, and the five were directly blown to pieces!

The demons suffered heavy casualties in an instant, and the entire battle situation was reversed!

At this moment, Ye Zhao also picked up his sword and stepped into the demon army formation.

Her sword shines like frost, and every time it comes out of its sheath, a demon cultivator falls!

"Mysterious Frost Thirteen Styles!"

As her last sword move cut through the sky, a sword light that swept across thousands of troops was like a galaxy falling from the sky, cutting off the entire hundred-foot-long demon army front!

The devil's blood splattered and broken limbs and arms were scattered all over the mountains.

Ye Zhao's white clothes were stained with blood, but he still stood firmly in the vast battlefield, as if the god of death had returned!

The demon leader Zhu Yan was finally completely panicked at this moment!

He roared, "Ye Wange!"

Ye Wange's face was pale. She was seriously injured by Ye Zhao first, and then the aftermath caused her blood and energy to surge. She was unable to stabilize the blood formation at all.

"I...I don't know...I..."

Before she finished speaking, Ye Zhao had already rushed to her, with his sword at her throat.

"Today, no one of you can leave."

Ye Wange screamed and wanted to activate the blood formation to escape, but Yu Canglan had already taken action. A divine thunder broke through the air and directly split the blood formation from the root!

Ye Wange, who lost the support of the blood formation, vomited blood and fell to the ground!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhu Yan roared and called back the remaining demon troops, trying to tear through the void and escape.