"Tang Hao, you are indeed very strong, but it is far from enough!" Shi Yi's voice came clearly in the energy storm, with a hint of cold mockery.
Before the words were finished, the sword edge of the Shura Demon Sword suddenly raised, and the dark red sword energy burst out instantly, like a roaring blood dragon, tearing the shadow of Tang Hao's Haotian Hammer into countless pieces. Tang Hao's body flew backwards like a kite with broken strings, fell heavily to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, dyeing the land beneath him red.
At this moment, Tang Hao seemed to notice something, and his eyes were fixed on Shi Yi's right leg. Anger ignited in his eyes, as if he was about to burn Shi Yi to death: "It's you!"
Shi Yi smiled slightly, nodded, and said with a bit of joke in his tone: "It's me. That blue silver grass should be very important to you."
"Where did you bring A Yin?" Tang Hao's voice was low and hoarse, with an uncontrollable anger.
Shi Yi said lightly: "I have no grudges and no grudges with her, so I naturally brought a place suitable for the growth of blue silver grass. Just put it in the cave like that, I was afraid that she would wither. I would give you another chance - leave Tang San, the Haotian Sect will not retreat, I can return her to you, and even give you a way out of Haotian Sect."
As soon as Shi Yi finished speaking, Ning Fengzhi gave Gu Rong a hidden look. Gu Rong nodded slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes. On this sinking ship, no one wants to see others successfully escape.
When Tang Hao heard this, he looked struggling and fell into silence. His fists were clenched, his knuckles turned white due to force, and his inner contradictions and pain almost tore him apart. "It seems that this is a very difficult decision. However, my patience has been used up." Shi Yi sneered, and the Shura Demon Sword in his hand danced gently, and the sword edge drew a graceful arc in the air. His fingers gently brushed across the sword body, then suddenly swung the sword, and a blood-red sword energy rushed straight to Tang Hao. "Dad!" Tang San's eyes were so bloody that he wanted to rush forward, but was pulled tightly by Gu Rong. His eyes were full of pain and despair, but he could not break free from the shackles of the ancient rong.
Tang Hao looked at the huge blood-red sword energy heading straight for him, but a hint of relief appeared on his face. He said in his heart: "A Yin, for the sake of mistress, you will understand me."
Shi Yi was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly felt something and his brows frowned slightly.
The next second, countless Haotian hammers fell from the sky, like an indestructible barrier, blocking Tang Hao's face. The blood-red sword energy gradually disappeared under the continuous bombardment of the Haotian Hammer. "Haotian Sect, it seems you have made a decision." Shi Yi looked up at the sky, his tone with a hint of coldness.
"I will give you an inch today, and I will need one foot tomorrow. My Haotian Sect will never sit and wait for death!" Tang Xiao's heroic voice resounded throughout the battlefield, and his figure slowly fell from the air, followed by five elders of Haotian Sect, with a rainbow of momentum.
Shi Yi glanced at the person who came, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that you are ready to fight to the death. However, the young man did not come, only you old things came. It seems that you are not ready to destroy the clan and the race. Don't worry, my mental power had already recorded the breath of each of you Haotian Sect that day. Since you want to play, I will come to settle the house one by one after another."
Hearing this, Tang Xiao and the five elders behind him instantly became extremely ugly. Shi Yi was able to judge their visitor so accurately, which shows that his mental power was indeed strong enough to track every Haotian disciple who lived in seclusion. "Despicable boy!" The Seventh Elder gritted his teeth, his eyes full of anger and reluctance.
Shi Yi looked at Tang Xiao and others lightly, his tone was calm but with an unquestionable threat: "Take Tang Hao away, I won't stop you. If you insist on going against each other, the fate of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect and the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect will be your role model."
"Xiao Yi, what are you talking about to them? I will destroy them directly." Seeing that there were many people on the other side, Qian Renxuefei's voice was as cold as ice, with unquestionable majesty.
"What a big tone." Tang Xiao's eyes were too long and stared at Qian Renxue, his voice was low and full of oppression.
Qian Renxue snorted coldly, and the angel holy sword in her hand suddenly appeared, and the sword body was shining with a sacred golden light. A strange change began to occur around her, and the phantom of the six-winged angel martial soul slowly unfolded behind her, and the sacred aura swept across the entire battlefield like a tide. Immediately afterwards, powerful soul power burst out from her body, and soul rings emerged one by one.
Black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red - Nine soul rings appear one after another, each exuding a heart-wrenching power. However, when everyone in the Dou Empire thought this was Qian Renxue's limit that day, the tenth soul ring slowly emerged, filled with a sacred light, as if it was a gift from heaven.
"Ten...Ten soul rings?!" Tang Xiao's pupils suddenly contracted, and a huge wave was stirred in his heart. He stared at Qian Renxue with an unconcealed shock in his voice: "The legendary god... actually exists."
Qian Renxue floated in the air, with six wings gently swelling, and a sacred light enveloped her body, like a god descending to the mortal world. Her eyes were cold and majestic, and her voice resounded on the battlefield like judgment: "I am not as kind as Xiao Yi. Today, if the Tiandou Empire does not surrender, it will only have one way to destroy."
Before he finished speaking, Qian Renxue's angel holy sword suddenly waved, and a dazzling golden sword energy cut through the sky and headed straight for the military formation of the Tiandou Empire. Wherever the sword energy passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, and a deep gully was plowed out of the ground.
"Get back!" Tang Xiao shouted loudly, and the Haotian Hammer swung suddenly, trying to resist the sword energy. However, how can mortals compete with the power of gods? The moment when the Haotian Hammer collided with the sword energy, Tang Xiao felt an unparalleled force sweeping across his body, and his whole body was shocked and flew backwards, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out of his mouth. "Sect Master!" Seeing this, several elders of Haotian Sect stepped forward to support Tang Xiao, their eyes full of horror and anger.
Qian Renxue looked at them coldly, with a hint of disdain in her tone: "The pearls of rice are shining?"
Shi Yi stood aside, looking at all this calmly. He did not take action because he knew that Qian Renxue's strength was enough to crush everything. His eyes swept across the people of the Tiandou Empire, and finally stopped on Tang Xiao, saying lightly: "Tang Xiao, this is the last chance. Submit, or destroy."
Tang Xiao clenched his fists, his eyes full of anger and reluctance. He knew that they had almost no chance of winning against the god-level Qian Renxue.
At this time, Ning Fengzhi's lips were slightly moved, as if he was sending a voice to someone. The next second, as the marshal of the Tiandou Empire, Ge Long, whose loud and firm voice resounded throughout the battlefield: "The Tiandou Empire, would rather die than surrender! Kill—!"
Ge Long's voice was like a thunder, instantly igniting the fighting spirit of the soldiers of the Tiandou Empire. The morale, which was originally slightly sluggish due to Qian Renxue's divine pressure, was completely aroused at this moment. The soldiers held the weapons in their hands tightly, and an unyielding flame ignited in their eyes, as if they wanted to vent all the depression and anger that had been over the years. The disciples of Haotian Sect were also infected by the atmosphere on the battlefield, and Ge Long's words aroused the humiliation and reluctance of being oppressed by the Spirit Hall for many years. However, without the instructions of the sect leader Tang Xiao, they could only suppress their passion in their hearts, stare at the front, waiting for the order. "It's stubborn." Qian Renxue snorted coldly, and raised the angel holy sword in his hand again. Above the sword, the sacred light quickly condensed, as if to purify the entire world. Her six wings swayed gently, and the golden light shone down, like a god descending, carrying unrivaled pressure.
"Since you insist on seeking death, I will fulfill your wishes!" Qian Renxue's voice was cold and majestic, as if he had judged the fate of the Tiandou Empire.
The angel holy sword in her hand suddenly swung down, and a dazzling golden sword energy cut through the sky and headed straight for the military formation of the Tiandou Empire. Wherever the sword energy passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, and a deep gully was plowed out of the ground, as if even the heaven and earth were trembling under the sword.
"Form formation! Defense!" Ge Long shouted, and the soldiers of the Tiandou Empire quickly assembled, and the soul masters released their soul skills one after another, trying to resist this destructive attack.
However, how can mortals compete with the power of gods? The moment the golden sword energy collided with the defensive formation of the Tiandou Empire, a deafening roar broke out. The air waves swept across the world, and countless soldiers were shocked to fly backwards, and their defensive formation collapsed instantly.
"Puff——" Ge Long spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth and staggered back, but he still held the spear in his hand tightly, looked at Qian Renxue with resolute eyes, and roared: "The Heavenly Fighting Empire, never surrender!"
"My teacher, so many years have passed, and you still like to play with people's hearts." Qian Renxue's voice was soft and cold, as if with a hint of ridicule. Her eyes fell on Ning Fengzhi, and a bitter light flashed in her golden pupils, "But in the face of absolute power, these tricks... are useless."
Ning Fengzhi's face turned pale in an instant when he heard this. Although Qian Renxue's voice was different from the past, the familiar tone still shocked him. His pupils contracted slightly, and he looked at Qian Renxue in disbelief, his voice trembling: "You... are you Qinghe?"
Qian Renxue did not answer, but just looked at him coldly, with a faint smile on his lips. The smile was a little sarcastic and a little cold, as if mocking Ning Fengzhi's innocence and ignorance.
Endless regret and despair surged in Ning Fengzhi's heart. Countless pictures flashed through his mind - Xue Qinghe, the child who was studied under his disciples and taught carefully, is now standing opposite him and becoming a god-level powerhouse that he cannot reach. What made him even more painful was that if he guessed correctly, the destruction of the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect was inextricably linked to Qian Renxue in front of him.
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"If... if... if I had chosen to help her get to that position quickly, rather than hesitate for the benefit of the sect, wouldn't the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect end up like this?" Ning Fengzhi's heart was filled with self-blame and regret. His fists were clenched, his knuckles turned white with force, and his inner pain almost drowned him.
However, reality does not have if. The Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect has been destroyed, and he has long lost the opportunity to save everything.
Qian Renxue seemed to see through Ning Fengzhi's thoughts. Her voice was still calm, but with a hint of sarcasm: "Teacher, regret is useless. The choice of your sect leader is destined to decline from prosperity to decline. A group of sects composed of auxiliary soul masters have mastered wealth that they cannot control. In our eyes, you are like a piece of fat meat that can be eaten at any time."
Ning Fengzhi opened his mouth, but found that he was speechless. His eyes dimmed, as if he had grown ten years old in an instant. He knew that Qian Renxue was right. He wanted to carry forward the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect. What he was most proud of in his life was that after Haotian Sect closed its sect, it turned the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect into the first sect in the mainland. However, the result of the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect was also caused by him, and he personally pushed his sect to the edge of the cliff.
"Qinghe..." Ning Fengzhi's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of pleading, "If... if I helped you ascend the throne, would everything be different?"
"Maybe, if you had let me ascend to the throne long before your mother targeted you, my first choice would be to slowly erode the power of the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect, but things in the past could not be changed." Qian Renxue said lightly.
There was no slight pity in her tone, as if she was stating a simple fact. Ning Fengzhi's heart completely sank to the bottom.
"Since that's the case..." Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, "Then let us use our last power to get some dignity for the Seven Treasures Glazed Piece Sect!"
"Oh? Dignity? I think this is just a way to play with people's hearts." Qian Renxue looked at Ning Fengzhi playfully, with mocking in her beautiful eyes.
As soon as he finished speaking, the angel holy sword in Qian Renxue's hand suddenly burst out with strong soul power fluctuations. The golden sword energy was like a roaring dragon, instantly tearing the ground apart, leaving a bottomless gully. Her figure looked particularly dazzling on the battlefield, with six wings spreading, and the sacred light shining on every corner, like a god descending to the mortal world.
Everyone was shocked by Qian Renxue's sword, and the sound of fighting on the battlefield came to an abrupt end at this moment. Whether it was the soldiers of the Tiandou Empire or the soldiers of the Wuhun Empire, they couldn't help but stop their movements and looked up at the tall figure.
Qian Renxue's voice is grand and majestic, like the sound of nature, resounding throughout the battlefield: "Soldiers of the Heavenly Fight, all this should not be related to you. Think of your parents, wives, brothers, and friends, who are waiting for your return at home. I promise you in the name of the Angel God that as long as you put down your weapons and remove the people led by the Empire, no one will be implicated. The war is over."
Her voice seemed to have some magic power, hitting people's hearts. The soldiers of the Tiandou Empire looked at each other, and the weapons in their hands began to tremble slightly. Many of them were fighting to protect their homes, but now when they heard Qian Renxue’s promise, their inner defense began to shake.
Ning Fengzhi stood in a corner of the battlefield, his face as if dead. His warm eyes were full of despair at this moment. Qian Renxue's words not only disintegrated the morale of the Tiandou Empire, but also completely shattered his last hope. She didn't even give him the chance to fight desperately, and directly chose to destroy the fighting spirit of the Tiandou side in the cruelest way. "It's over... everything is over..." Ning Fengzhi murmured in a low voice, his voice full of powerlessness and sadness. He knew that Qian Renxue's words had completely collapsed the morale of the Tiandou Empire. Even if someone is willing to continue fighting, he can no longer gather enough morale.
At this moment, a young soldier suddenly threw down the spear in his hand and knelt down on the ground in his voice, shouted in a trembling voice: "I...I don't want to fight anymore! I still have my mother to take care of, I can't die here!"
His actions were like fuses, instantly igniting the hesitation in the hearts of other soldiers. Immediately afterwards, more and more soldiers put down their weapons and fell to their knees, begging for forgiveness. The entire Tiandou Empire's military formation began to disintegrate at a speed visible to the naked eye. "You...what are you doing!" Marshal Ge Long roared angrily, trying to stop the soldiers' surrender. However, his voice was drowned in the growing voice of surrender. Even some generals began to shake, their eyes flashing in Qian Renxue's direction.
Qian Renxue floated in the air, staring at all this coldly. There was no slight pity in her eyes, only cold majesty. She knew that there was no suspense in this war.
…(This chapter ends)