The 100,000 disciples of Qianyuan Sect showed expressions of horror.
One hundred thousand people were intimidated by ten thousand people.
Xiao Yi felt a little uneasy.
But he was the first one to propose the competition between sects.
He still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.
After all, Qianyuan Sect has 100,000 disciples, and even the one with the worst cultivation has reached the extraordinary realm.
There are also many people who are at the Qitian realm.
Even though there were tens of thousands of disciples in the Suoxian Sect, he believed that Qianyuan Sect would not be defeated because of their numerical advantage.
"Qianyuan Sect! Go!"
Xiao Yi waved his hand and issued the order from the sect leader.
Many disciples of Qianyuan Sect looked hesitant.
Although the sect master spoke, the previous shock and the unstoppable momentum of the disciples of the Suoxian Sect in front of him were still there.
They began to hesitate in their hearts.
"Go ahead! What are you waiting for? You have 100,000 people, and they only have 10,000!"
"Quick! To protect the reputation of Qianyuan Sect! Go!"
"Anyone who dares not to come forward will be killed without mercy!"
The elders of Qianyuan Sect were also constantly urging them.
The difference in performance between the two groups of disciples was immediately apparent.
“Swish, swish, swish!”
The flying sword breaks through the air.
Thousands of flying swords emerged from behind the disciples of Qianyuan Sect.
Flying neatly in the air.
Core disciple Nalan Yanran took the lead.
The Canglang Sword was suspended behind her, the sword body trembling slightly and making a hungry clanging sound.
"disease!"
Following her deep voice.
Led by the Canglang Sword, thousands of flying swords attacked the disciples of Qianyuan Sect.
"ah!"
"No!"
"Help!"
“…”
Screams continued to be heard from the disciples of Qianyuan Sect.
In just the first fight, Qianyuan Sect lost thousands of disciples!
"That is..."
Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.
Looking at the sword light flashing in front of him, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
He discovered that the flying swords and magic weapons used by these disciples of the Locking Immortal Sect were actually semi-immortal weapons.
Tens of thousands of semi-immortal weapons...
Xiao Yi's body trembled violently.
This was something he couldn't imagine.
He couldn't imagine what it meant to have tens of thousands of semi-immortal weapons.
He has several magical weapons.
He doesn't even look at semi-immortal weapons.
In the entire Qianyuan Sect, there are only dozens of semi-immortal artifacts, and most of them are in the hands of the elders.
Even if he wanted to give the semi-immortal weapon to his disciples, he was powerless.
He had nowhere to find so many semi-immortal weapons.
But in front of him, among the tens of thousands of disciples of the Locking Immortal Sect, the worst of them only had semi-immortal weapons. How could he not be shocked?
"kill!"
Baili Xuanba's eyes turned red and he jumped up.
He led many disciples of the Suoxian Sect, holding magic weapons, and rushed into the disciples of the Qianyuan Sect.
As the magic weapon was wielded, it continuously reaped the lives of Qianyuan Sect's disciples.
Blood and broken limbs were flying everywhere.
The disciple of Suoxianmen who followed behind Shi Lan was the most relaxed.
At that time, Lan froze thousands of people with his icy finger.
All they needed to do was to kill the thousands of Qianyuan Sect disciples who were unable to resist.
Those who know know that this is a battle between two sects.
Those who don’t know would think it was a one-sided massacre.
Even though Qianyuan Sect had 100,000 disciples, their morale was completely lost and their magic weapons were at a disadvantage. They had no power to fight back against nearly 10,000 disciples of Suoxian Sect.
With every passing moment, thousands of people died on the scene.
Most of the dead were disciples of the Qianyuan Sect, and there were very few casualties among the disciples of the Suoxian Sect.
But in a fight involving tens of thousands of people, magic spells and magical weapons are useless.
Some disciples of the Suoxian Sect were so bloodthirsty that they neglected to guard against the enemy and unfortunately died.
But their deaths did not make the disciples of Suoxianmen retreat. Instead, they fought even more bravely.
Even the twenty-nine elders from Qianyuan Sect showed expressions of pity.
"Master! Otherwise, let's admit defeat!"
An elder flew forward and made a request to Xiao Yi.
He really couldn't bear to see the disciples of Qianyuan Sect die like this.
People have seven emotions and six desires. It is true that they have the pride of Qianyuan Sect, but the friendship they have accumulated with the disciples of Qianyuan Sect over the years makes them unwilling to watch their disciples die like this.
This is a meaningless fight.
If the fighting continues, even if the tens of thousands of people from the Locking Immortal Sect are exhausted, there will definitely be only a few left of the one hundred thousand disciples of the Qianyuan Sect.
So is Qianyuan Sect still Qianyuan Sect?
"That's right! Master, please stop fighting!"
The other elders, with anxious looks on their faces, made requests to Xiao Yi one after another.
Xiao Yi's face was gloomy.
He has never been defeated in his life.
Whether he is fighting with other cultivators, or Qianyuan Sect is at war with other sects.
Since the day he took charge of Qianyuan Sect, he has never been defeated.
But today!
The Qianyuan Sect was crushed.
Countless disciples of Qianyuan Sect died in front of him.
His heart is cold.
The pride in his heart will never allow him to fail!
"Are you pigs? Fight back! Use your best spells! Use your most powerful magic weapons! You are disciples of Qianyuan Sect, the number one sect in the world! Do you want to be trampled on by Suoxian Sect?"
He ignored the requests of many elders and shouted at the disciples of Qianyuan Sect who were being slaughtered in front of him.
The disciples of Qianyuan Sect listened to Xiao Yi's words, and the pent-up frustration in their hearts was released at this moment.
"amnesty!"
"disease!"
"Destroy!"
“…”
Spells are released and magic weapons are used.
The disciples of Qianyuan Sect launched their counterattack.
Nearly ten thousand disciples of the Locking Immortal Sect were caught off guard and broke through a gap in an instant.
The two sides fought again.
On the side of Locking Immortals Gate, Qin Lang watched indifferently.
Wu Changfeng felt a little distressed.
He walked to Qin Lang's side and asked angrily:
"Uncle Junior Master, is there any other solution? If we continue to fight like this, we will lose a lot of our disciples."
The reduction in the number of members in the Suoxian Sect really made him feel uncomfortable.
But he had no choice. This fight was not something that a mere elder like him could stop.
Jiang Lianshang looked at Wu Changfeng and said in a deep voice:
"Elder Wu, this is inevitable. The path to becoming an immortal is difficult and arduous. Where there is a fight there will be casualties. Let's just treat this as a training for them."
Her words made Wu Changfeng lower his head.
Qin Lang turned around, glanced at the two elders, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"Don't worry, as many people as the Immortal Locking Sect sent out to fight today will come back, so there's no need to worry."
His words made Wu Changfeng's eyes widen immediately.
This reminded him of the bloody calamity that occurred when Qin Lang’s cultivation breakthrough occurred that day.
Could it be that... Junior Master Qin Lang is going to use the secret resurrection technique he used that day again?
Thinking of this, the worries in his heart disappeared completely.
Jiang Lianshang was puzzled, as she had never witnessed that scene before.
Clearly many disciples of the Suoxian Sect had died, how could they ensure that not a single one was lost?
She was just about to ask.
But Qin Lang spoke again.
"Suoxianmen! Kill all the enemies! Today, Qianyuan Sect will be destroyed, but Suoxianmen will survive! Those who went out to fight, I will make sure you return safely!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
The "reincarnation" on the day of the bloody catastrophe is still vivid in my mind.
The disciples of Suoxianmen are even more passionate.
Without the worry of death, they become fearless!
The resistance that the disciples of Qianyuan Sect had just formed was crushed in an instant.
One hundred thousand people, nothing more than a mere sham!
The disciples of Suoxian Sect have already driven the disciples of Qianyuan Sect to the mountain gate of Qianyuan Sect.
Retreat! Then the Qianyuan clan will be defeated!
Go in! Then he will be killed by the disciples of Suoxianmen!
This choice was given to Xiao Yi.