Chapter 310 The Seventh Young Master of Wanbao Tower
One of the rabbit tribe elders even trembled as he held out the tribe's treasure.
"This, this is the Moonlight Spirit Essence. Please accept it, Master Huanye..."
Huan Ye glanced at it and suddenly chuckled: "I remember that you offered the elixir to Gao Huohuo three months ago?"
The rabbit elder's face turned pale in an instant: "Th-that was forced..."
"No problem."
Huan Ye gently helped him up, but at the moment when the other party breathed a sigh of relief, his five fingers suddenly stabbed into his chest!
"But the blood of traitors is best used as a sacrifice."
As the elder's body fell to the ground with a loud bang, all the demons in the hall knelt down in unison.
"I am willing to swear allegiance to Master Huanye until death!"
Gao Huohuo stared at the scene of Manman being dragged away on the screen, her knuckles were pinched until they turned white, and the Poxie in her hand made a buzzing sound.
"Manman is just a little girl, how can you treat her like this?"
Her voice was hoarse and her eyes were burning with rage.
Xue Ming chuckled softly upon hearing this, and his pale, slender fingers lightly stroked the picture in the air.
"Little girl? A demon needs to be at least two hundred years old to transform into a human form."
Xue Ming's voice pierced his ears like a venomous snake, "How touching! The Mandragora Flower Clan has pledged their allegiance to you until death. You should be happy."
Gao Huohuo was trembling all over, not because of fear, but because of anger that was suppressed to the extreme.
"Shut up!" Poxie burst out with a dazzling golden light, and Gao Huohuo shattered the illusion in the void with one sword.
"You beasts are not even worthy of mentioning her name!"
Xue Ming's smile grew more joyful: "You can't stand it? When you see what happens to your sect brothers and sisters, won't you..."
The scene changed and the human race's Wanbao Tower appeared.
In the magnificent meeting hall, the Seventh Young Master, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, with his hair tied up with a jade crown, holding an ivory folding fan in his hand, was smiling as he reviewed the secret letter on the desk.
His eyes were gentle and there was a smile on his lips as if he was just handling ordinary chamber of commerce affairs.
However, what he wrote were bloody secret orders——
"The Shadow Moon Sect refuses to submit. Effective immediately, their spiritual veins will be severed and their leader executed."
"The remnants of the Qingyun Sect are hiding in the North Mountain. Order the Blood-Robed Guards to immediately wipe them out and leave no one alive."
"The Tianxing Sect has been breached. The Sect Leader's head will be hung on the city gate as a warning to others."
Every time an order was given, a black-robed monk would bow and accept the order, then turn and leave.
The scene changed again, and flames shot up into the sky at the gate of the Shadow Moon Sect.
The sect protection formation trembled violently under the countless bombardments, the spiritual patterns broke into pieces, and it let out a wail as it could not bear the heavy burden.
Sixth Senior Sister Zhao Feiyue bit her tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood onto the formation plate.
The speed at which his hands formed seals was almost like a shadow, and he shouted sternly:
"The formation is up—!"
Spiritual power poured into the center of the formation crazily, and the formation that was on the verge of breaking was able to hold up another layer of light curtain.
However, her face was as pale as paper, and the blood from the corner of her lips stained her snow-white clothes red.
"Sixth Junior Sister!"
Second Senior Brother Mu Hanxing killed three enemy cultivators with one sword and rushed to her side like lightning.
The sword swept across, shattering another incoming bloody light, "Hold on!"
"I'm fine!" Zhao Feiyue wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes full of determination.
"The formation cannot be broken! The sect still has people taking in..."
In front of the mountain gate, the eldest senior brother Chu Lingchuan's left arm was broken at the shoulder, but he still held the sword in one hand and protected the seventh junior sister Lin Qingxue behind him.
The sword flashed like a rainbow, and every strike was fierce and life-threatening, tearing a gap in the enemy tide.
"Big Brother! Your injury..."
Lin Qingxue's voice trembled, and the medicine bottle in her hand was already empty.
Most of the poison pills she made were sold to Wanbao Tower, and now they were used against them.
"I can't die!"
Chu Lingchuan kicked the sneak attacking enemy cultivator away, then pierced another cultivator's throat with his sword. "Protect yourself!"
Not far away, Third Senior Sister Ye Lingyu played the jade flute, and hundreds of monsters rushed out from the mountains and forests, fighting with the enemy cultivators.
Eighth Junior Brother Lou Chongxiao was covered in blood, and every time he chopped with the heavy sword in his hand, he brought down broken limbs and arms, just like a Shura.
"Third Senior Sister! Left!"
The tone of Ye Lingyu's flute suddenly changed, and three green-winged demon wolves pounced on the sneak attacking enemy cultivator and tore him into pieces in an instant.
Fourth senior brother Su Mo directly smashed out three self-destructive magic weapons, and the terrifying spiritual explosion blew dozens of enemy cultivators to pieces.
Fifth Senior Brother Baili Chen's sleeves fluttered, and countless talismans flew out like a flock of butterflies, turning into a rain of fire and thunderstorm in the air.
"Old Five! Use it sparingly!" Su Mo took out another blood-red sword, his face turning pale.
"Save your ass!" Baili Chen grinned and threw out another stack of talismans. "I'm going to bury these bastards with me today!"
In mid-air, Elder Hu Daji's hair and beard stood up, and he swung a giant mountain-splitting axe, causing the sky and the earth to change color.
Every slash carries the power to split mountains and seas, and any enemy cultivator who touches it will die.
Although Bai He is only in the Jindan stage, he shuttles through the battlefield like a ghost.
He specifically targets seriously injured enemies to finish off, and wherever the sword passes, a flower of blood will bloom.
"Elder Hu! Watch your back!"
Without even turning his head, Hu Daji swung his giant axe backwards, cutting the attacker in half.
"Damn it! Is this all the bastard from Wanbaolou can do?"
However, there are too many enemies.
The sect protection formation finally couldn't hold on and completely collapsed with a sharp cracking sound.
Zhao Feiyue spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered to his knees.
"Sixth Junior Sister!" Mu Hanxing's eyes were bloodshot, but she saw a bloody light going straight to her heart.
"clang!"
At the critical moment, Chu Lingchuan threw out his sword, deflecting the blood light, but he himself was pierced through the chest by three long swords at the same time!
“Big Brother——!”
Amidst Lin Qingxue's screams, the mountain gate collapsed.
In the firelight, the Shadow Moon disciples were covered in blood, but no one retreated.
The scene flashed again, revealing the final battle of the Blood Demon Sect.
Li Wen was covered in blood and his sword was broken, but he still stood in front of the mountain gate.
Behind him were the seriously injured and dying disciples, as well as the last few disciples of the Blood Demon Sect.
"Master, don't worry about us... Let's go!" One of the disciples said with difficulty, coughing up blood.
"Shut up!" Li Wen gritted his teeth, holding the broken sword across his chest. "You all know I'm the Sect Master, yet you still dare to disobey my orders?"
However, the monks from Wanbao Tower had surrounded them.
"Why bother?"
The leading monk sneered, "Your leader Gao can't save you now."
Li Wen did not answer, but turned back to look at his disciple, with a flash of determination in his eyes.
"boom!"
He detonated the last spiritual power in his body!
A blinding light exploded, engulfing dozens of enemies.
When the light faded, all that remained was a scorched earth and a few broken swords...
Watching these scenes, Gao Huohuo dug his nails deep into his palms, and blood dripped through his fingers.
"Wanbaolou, Seventh Young Master..." Her voice was hoarse, and the murderous intent in her eyes almost solidified.
"I will make you pay with blood!"
Xue Ming smiled happily: "Angry? Painful? But this is far from enough..."
Before he could finish his words, a sword beam filled with murderous intent had already gone straight for his throat!
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