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- When the disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect heard the call, they returned to the cliff one after another, no matter whether they were strong or weak in martial arts.
After returning to the main altar, I knew what happened.
Some wanted to hunt down the Six Paths of Demon Sect, some wanted to deal with Shenwu Mansion, and some wanted to clean up the mess.
More than a hundred dead masters of the Tianhai Sword Sect were sent back to Haitianya, and sent to the training ground in front of the main hall of Haitianya's master.
The training field is a circular field with a diameter of 200 meters, and nearly a thousand disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect have gathered here.
All of them looked solemn, with anger in their solemnity, suppressing their anger faintly, staring at the red sandalwood coffins.
Ten rows across and twelve rows up, a total of 120 coffins, neatly arranged, constitute a strong impact.
In every red sandalwood coffin lies a master of the Tianhai Sword Sect, each master has a similar expression, depressed and angry, unwilling and helpless.
Thousands of disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect gritted their teeth, wishing to rush out immediately, to kill Mozong Liudao, and to kill Shenwu Mansion.
Anger and hatred build up in their hearts.
They remained silent, and the handsome middle-aged Zhao Qianjun standing at the front of the crowd was also silent.
His cold eyes swept over every coffin, every dead Tianhai Sword Sect disciple one by one, and scanned their faces, as if to see clearly the expressions of each of them, and the thoughts of each of them when they were dying.
His crown-like face was slightly distorted, and his eyes became colder and colder.
The atmosphere on the training ground seemed to freeze.
Zhao Qianjun's eyes suddenly became moist, and tears suddenly gushed out. The teardrops slid across his jade-like face and fell to the white jade floor.
A beautiful woman standing behind him gently took his hand, squeezed it hard, and signaled him to hold back.
Zhao Qianjun gritted his teeth, looked up to the sky, and wanted to pour tears back into his eyes, so as not to let the tears flow out again.
The beautiful woman looked at him with pity.
Zhao Qianjun lowered his head, pulled the corner of his mouth reluctantly at her, and his gaze once again fell on the dead masters of the Tianhai Sword Sect.
Then he glanced at the people around him.
Everyone looked at the dead fellow with a low voice.
There are fellow students who are familiar with him, and there are fellow students who have had awkward conflicts, and they are all geniuses with amazing aptitude.
Originally had a bright future, but now he is lying in a coffin and will be buried in the ground soon.
This made them feel an inexplicable sense of melancholy and heaviness, as if they would end up like this one day.
Zhao Qianjun's voice was dry, and he said slowly: "It is my incompetence that made all the disciples sacrifice heroically!"
His voice suddenly rose, and he shouted: "Although they are dead, the heroic spirits are still there, and they will definitely protect us in the sky, protect our Tianhai Sword Sect!"
His eyes glared, and his face was ferocious: "They are gone, but our Tianhai Sword Sect still has countless disciples. With us, the Tianhai Sword Sect will not be destroyed. Not only will we not be destroyed, but we will become stronger!"
Everyone's spirits lifted.
Zhao Qianjun said in a deep voice: "Our Tianhai Sword Sect will never let them die in vain, this revenge must be avenged!"
"Revenge!" Someone yelled along.
Then there was a continuous roar.
"Revenge!"
"Revenge!"
"Revenge - revenge!"
The roars came and went, and the low and depressing atmosphere turned into scorching and passionate blood. Everyone's blood was boiling, and they wished to rush down Haitianya, to the Six Paths of the Demon Sect and the Shenwu Mansion, to avenge their fellow sects.
Even if you die, you will not hesitate.
Zhao Qianjun looked at them with satisfaction, his eyes were bright, and his face like a crown of jade was filled with excitement and madness: "Of all the sects, I am the number one in the Tianhai Sword Sect, and no one can match it!"
"No one can match the number one in the world!"
"No one can match the number one in the world!"
Everyone shouted again.
Fakong stood on the opposite mountain peak, looked at the giant sword slowly gathering above Haitianya, shook his head and closed his eyes.
The giant sword above Haitianya slowly dispersed.
Fakong opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on Haitianya's martial arts training ground, his hands formed seals, and his mouth began to murmur.
Suddenly murmurs came from the ears of the people who were roaring, and they couldn't help but startled, but when they listened carefully, they seemed to be chanting sutras.
Everyone hurriedly turned their heads and looked around, trying to find the person who made the sound. Chanting sutras at this time interrupted their boiling blood, which was really disappointingThe pillar of the Tianhai Sword Sect.
Although they only have sixty years of lifespan.
For ordinary people, sixty years of longevity will cause them pain and despair, but for those who have died once, sixty years of longevity will make them cherish life more and thus achieve greater achievements.
And confirming that there is only sixty years of life, it will cause inexplicable changes in their state of mind, making them more determined and harder.
So it is easier to break through to the grand master.
Naturally, it is also the pillar of the Tianhai Sword Sect.
And only sixty years of longevity will make the disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect more sympathetic to them and be more friendly to them.
After all, they sacrificed for the Tianhai Sword Sect, and they only have sixty years of life.
In short, these one hundred and twenty people are very useful, they can have a huge influence, even if they speak their own words, they will obey them unconsciously.
As long as I pass my instructions to myself, pass them on in my sleep, and implant them in their hearts, they will obey them unconsciously, and neither I nor the people around me can clearly understand this.
This is the deepest secret, and I will never spread it to the outside world, nor will it be known to others.
Even Xu Qingluo and Fanning would not say it¡ª¡ª
Haitianya was beaming with joy, one hundred and twenty red sandalwood coffins had been removed, and people talked to them one after another in the huge training ground.
Everyone thus knew what had happened, and immediately scolded Zhu Ni and Lin Feiyang.
"Master, I think the most important thing is to get rid of Zhu Ni!"
"Yes, get rid of Juni!"
"This Juni's threat is too great!"
"How can I get rid of her?"
"Assassinate!"
"I'm afraid it will be difficult. She has Lin Feiyang by her side, and Lin Feiyang is an expert in assassination."
"Hmph, Lin Feiyang is only one person, how many people do we have?!"
"It makes sense, kill Juni at all costs!"
There are more than a hundred people whose martial arts have been abolished in the martial arts arena. They all lost their cultivation, but their remaining prestige is still there, standing at the forefront, beside Zhao Qianjun, the master.
?They hated Zhu Ni extremely, first they abolished their martial arts, and then seriously injured a hundred and twenty people.
With Zhu Ni and Lin Feiyang working together, they can even flatten the sea and sky cliffs.? - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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