Volume 2, Chapter 353: All the geniuses here bow their heads.
The sword spirit Hanba entered the crowd and absolutely suppressed Tianjiao, who was easily knocked away.
Wherever Ye Tingmu's heavy sword passed, people and horses fell to the ground.
Thirty thousand people, like a pile of sand, will fall apart at the touch of a finger.
He was like a gust of wind, and wherever his sword passed, everything was turned into dust.
The wind sweeps away the remaining clouds, just like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves.
The sword rises, the sword falls.
The wind howled and the thunder raged.
Thousands of thunders shot out.
Ye Tingmu, who was attacking with all his strength, was like a god of death. Everyone he passed by would be killed.
But even so, he still didn't use his full strength.
Whether it was his Thirteen Swords of Heaven and Earth, the Four Symbols Technique, or the Ten Forbidden Techniques, the more people there were, the more ferocious he became.
He killed a hundred people in one step and left no trace in a thousand miles.
From the beginning to the end of the battle, the people from the ten major sects were generally confused.
Before they could even turn the tide, the front line collapsed and they were massacred, completely massacred.
At this moment, their past pride was trampled under Ye Tingmu's feet, and the talent they had relied on from beginning to end became meaningless at this moment.
They were like ants, allowing Ye Tingmu to slaughter them.
The ten major sects went crazy, and the hundreds of thousands of onlookers were stunned.
"It's a world soldier, that's a soldier spirit, my god, he must have obtained the inheritance."
"Zang is too scary, he is not a human..."
"It's totally not enough for him to kill. Even an Immortal King can't be that strong."
"His sword moves all come from ancient times, or perhaps even from the prehistoric times. We can't defeat him..."
"It's over. The ten great sects are doomed today, and so is Heaven..."
The battle continued, Ye Tingmu chased and hacked at a group of people, but he was cautious in his attacks and did not use his full strength in his sword moves.
Otherwise, there would have been a river of blood by now.
In his eyes, these people are more valuable alive than dead.
Moreover, I drew my sword today to seek wealth. Killing is not good and meaningless.
It's not impossible to kill all these people, but it won't make much sense to him.
He is not a bloodthirsty person, and of course he is not a good person either.
On the ground, people from the ten major immortal sects were crying for their parents, and their wails were deafening.
On the sky, people were still being blasted into the ground by him and Hanba from time to time.
The scene was in ruins, and the other spectators stepped back again.
Du Tian, Baili Jianhan, Baili Qianqiu and others were all excited, their blood boiling, and they shouted loudly.
"Sword Master is awesome."
“Domineering…”
“So handsome.”
"Whoever stands in my way at Broken Sword Mountain will be killed with one sword..."
At this time, Ye Tingmu saw that the opponent had no intention of fighting anymore, so he stopped drawing his sword.
Then Lingkong continued to guard in front of the door, while the shadow of Hanba beside him stayed there quietly.
The murderous aura on his body was even stronger than before.
There was silence between heaven and earth, except for the screams and wails that continued.
He swung his sword, causing another gust of wind, and then he said in a clear voice: "Those who surrender can live, those who resist will be killed. You choose to live or die."
His tone was deep, cold, and full of an unquestionable attitude.
At this moment, no one wanted to fight with him again. Even Chongming couldn't help but shrink his head.
They are no longer on the same level as Ye Tingmu.
Not to mention whether he could defeat Ye Tingmu, he couldn't even defeat the sword spirit beside him.
Ying Changge still didn't speak, but there was a hint of a smile on his face.
Such a genius, such a person, is worthy of her following.
The people from the ten major sects and heaven were not attacking, but they were still not running away at this time.
The door is right there. If they want to leave, they have to go through it. Where else can they run to?
They had to admit that they were defeated, and they also had to admit that they didn't want to die.
He who knows the times is a hero.
A scholar from Tianshu Academy was the first to throw away the sword in his hand.
Reluctantly, he said, "I... surrender."
With someone taking the lead, the others also let go of their psychological burdens, put away their magic weapons, or threw away their blades, and chose to surrender.
Even though I'm unwilling and reluctant, what can I do? It's better than death.
When you are alive, everything is possible; when you die, there is nothing.
Since Ye Tingmu did not kill them all and was willing to let them surrender, it proved that they still had a chance to survive.
At least Ye Tingmu was right in not wanting to take their lives.
"I surrendered too."
"I won't fight anymore..."
"Cichen Palace descended."
"Heaven is coming too!"
“.......”
Xia Lingkong lay on the ground, looking at the battlefield in the sky and Zang's back with a look of despair.
At this moment, he also gave up struggling.
Ye Tingmu's mouth corners slightly raised, the effect was achieved.
Very good. He didn't say anything, but summoned some things from the storage ring, and then controlled them with his mind to construct 10 roads in front of the gate to heaven.
He said to the people from the ten major immortal sects.
"Now that you've landed, all of you should wait for me over there. I'll chat with you guys later."
No one dared to disobey. Even though they didn't know what Ye Tingmu wanted to do at the moment, they didn't dare to ask.
They quickly moved towards the corner, each with a numb look on their face.
Extremely embarrassed.
The defeated are always humble and have no right to choose.
Wait until the people from the ten major immortal sects and the heavenly palace walked aside.
Ye Tingmu pointed the tip of his sword at the people who were just watching the fun and not thinking how big a deal it was.
He asked, "What about you? Will you give me money or fight to the death?"
Facing his question, the group of people were surprisingly quiet, and they all felt uneasy in their hearts.
At this moment, they all turned their eyes to Chongming and Ying Changle at the same time.
As if waiting for their reaction.
Because from their perspective, if anyone can compete with Zang, it is only these two, no one else.
Moreover, they felt that as the leaders of the demon and monster tribes, they would never succumb to Zang.
As long as these two dare to fight, they will dare to fight too. If these two do not dare, then they can only appoint them.
So at this moment, they were waiting for the two to express their opinions.
Chongming felt a little dazed when he felt so many eyes were looking at him.
I thought to myself, why are you looking at me? I'm trying to rob you.
And he himself is also feeling weak.
He looked at Ying Changle.
"Brother Ying, what should I do?"
The three of them had some friendship among themselves, after all, they had eaten leaves together and been poisoned together.
Although it was not a matter of life and death, the fact that they fell out was still a bit of a psychological burden for him given his discerning personality.
In response to the question, Ying Changle looked at him, and then sighed meaningfully.
Silent.
Chongming was a little confused.
Then, Ying Changle slowly flew towards Ye Tingmu under the gaze of countless people.
Ye Tingmu also looked at Ying Changle curiously. If they had to find someone who would not compete with them, it could only be Ying Changle. After all, she was Jinghong's sister in theory, so they had to give her some face.
It was at this time that Ying Changle came to Ye Tingmu.
Then stand still.
The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere became tense at this moment. Everyone held their breath.
They are looking forward to seeing whether the two top geniuses will fight over this matter.
They are also looking forward to seeing who will win or lose.
At this moment, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ying Changle took off the storage bag from his waist and handed it over.
He said three words lightly, "I surrender."
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