"kill!"

"Dugu Wei, even if you are the sword god of the world, you can never break through the encirclement of the four of us!"

Wang Yan had a stern look on his face, and he and the other three Heavenly Kings frantically restricted Dugu Wei's actions.

They did not try their best, but kept fighting. It is difficult to kill a strong man at the level of Heavenly Monarch. Even if they tried their best, they would most likely be replaced by the opponent.

So they were delaying, as long as they could delay Dugu Wei and wait for their men to kill all the disciples of Jianmen. Then they could rely on their numerical advantage to encircle and suppress Dugu Wei without having to fear the opponent's dying counterattack.

Dugu Wei had been through hundreds of battles, so he naturally knew the opponent's strategy. However, even though he knew it, he was helpless. He could not break through the encirclement and could only watch the disciples of Jianmen being slaughtered.

This was an unequal battle, with the enemy outnumbering Jianmen by several times.

Looking at the dwindling number of disciples, Dugu Wei's eyes were about to burst out, and the entire Jianmen was shrouded in an atmosphere of despair.

Just then, suddenly!

The heaven and earth began to shake suddenly, the void was constantly vibrating, and the source of the vibration was surprisingly from deep within Jianmen.

Immediately afterwards, an unimaginable powerful momentum burst out!

boom!

With a roar, heaven and earth lost their voice.

All the fighting stopped at this moment. Everyone felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on their hearts, and it seemed that they had to use all their strength to move.

Wang Yan and the other four Heavenly Lords instantly changed color, their faces extremely horrified: "This might... is the Heavenly Lord!"

Dugu Wei was ecstatic: "Grand Elder!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the people in Jianmen became excited.

"The Grand Elder has come out!"

"Great, we are saved!"

Everyone seemed to have forgotten the fight and stared intently at the depths of Jianmen.

I saw a hunchbacked old man with white hair and beard walking out slowly. He was thin and shaped like a stick, and his skin was full of wrinkles like old tree bark. He looked like an old man in his twilight years, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

But it was this old man whose appearance made everyone present dare not ignore him.

He obviously looked thin and weak, but in the eyes of everyone, that thin figure filled the entire world.

His pace was very slow, no different from that of an ordinary old man, but with every step he took, the distance under his feet seemed to shorten out of thin air, and a distance of nearly a hundred miles was covered in just two or three steps.

"Shrinking the earth into an inch! Could this be...Qingming Sword Master!"

"He's still alive!"

Wang Yan and others changed color.

The old man known as Qingming Sword Master stepped onto the battlefield, his cloudy old eyes swept over everyone, and he only said one sentence: "Either get out or die."

At this time, all eyes were focused on Wang Yan and the other four, waiting for their decision.

The moment Jian Xinghe and Lei Wanjun saw Qingming Sword Master, they both wanted to back off, because the other party's name was well-known. He was a top figure of the previous generation. When he was at his peak, he suppressed their master for his entire life.

A person's reputation is like the shadow of a tree.

How can I not be afraid?

However, they wanted to retreat, but how could Wang Yan and Duan Changsheng, who had already been controlled by the Sword Demon, allow them to do so?

Wang Yan said coldly: "Don't be fooled by him, I have heard that Qing Ming Jian Zun is a decisive person. Today we attacked Jianmen and killed countless Jianmen disciples, but he did not take revenge. Isn't this enough to prove the problem?

This old man has been dying for a long time, and now he is just hanging on to his life. I am afraid he can't even use half of his strength. Now victory is in sight. If we are driven away by his words, our reputation in Qingmu Territory will be ruined in the future."

Wang Yan's words moved Jian Xinghe and Lei Wanjun, who felt that what he said made sense.

Qing Ming Sword Master looked at the four people calmly and said calmly: "It is true that I will not live long, but I am more than capable of dealing with you villains."

As he spoke, he drew out the long sword in his hand. It was a very simple sword without any divine light flashing on the sword. However, it was such an ordinary sword that gave everyone great pressure.

"Hmph, you old immortal!" Wang Yan snorted coldly to break the pressure: "There are a million of us in the coalition. I really don't believe that you can kill all of us before your power is exhausted!

Get started! "

Following Wang Yan's order.

clang!

A crisp sword sound was heard.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and Qingming Sword Master gently extended his sword.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling sword light exploded, the sky and the earth instantly lost their color, and a sword energy spanning thirty thousand miles burst out.

There is nothing else in the world except this sword!

Everyone looked at this devastating sword in horror and struggled frantically, trying to use all their strength to resist.

But it was all in vain.

After one sword.

The dust has settled.

The four Heavenly Kings had expressions of fear frozen on their faces. A thin line of blood appeared on their necks, then gradually expanded until their heads fell to the ground.

The same was true for millions of people. Some were broken into two pieces, some had their bodies shattered to pieces. After one sword strike, all life was gone.

Everyone in Jianmen stared at the hunched old figure in shock.

Destroy millions of enemies with one sword!

This is the power of Tianzun!

It’s a pity that after this sword, the invincible figure of Qingming Sword Master collapsed.

He half-knelt on the ground, supporting his body with his sword.

"Tai Shang!"

Several high-ranking officials of Jianmen exclaimed and instantly flew to the side of Qingming Sword Master, wanting to help him up.

However, there was someone who was faster, and that was Meng Yan who had been following Qingming Sword Master.

"Are you all right?"

Qing Ming Jian Zun slowly stood up with the help of Meng Yan: "I am old and can't die yet. Besides, now is not the time to die. After all, the enemies have not been eliminated yet."

Dugu Wei and the others were shocked. They hadn't eliminated them all yet? Where were the enemies?

"As expected of you, you are the Sword Master. You can actually find us." A cold voice suddenly came from a distance.

Everyone in Jianmen changed color instantly.

In the void, hundreds of demonic shadows slowly appeared.

The leader was none other than the Sword Demon!

Following behind him were a group of demons, as well as the Taoist slave who had disappeared earlier, the old man with dead wood, and the monk Kongjie.

Dugu Wei and the others were as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and shouted, "Who are you? Are you the spy you planted in my Jianmen?"

The Sword Demon slowly took off the hat on his black robe, revealing a young and handsome face, and said lightly: "Brother, long time no see."

Seeing this face, Dugu Wei and the others were all stunned, and then their faces were full of disbelief: "Wei Jiantian! You traitor are still alive!"

Sword Demon Wei Jiantian smiled slightly: "Not only am I alive, but I'm even stronger."

"You actually fell into the devil's way!"

"Power has no distinction between good and evil. After so many years, you are still so pedantic. No wonder Jianmen has become increasingly decadent in your hands. If Master had chosen me, Jianmen would not be in this state."