Chapter 676 Blood Debt Paid in Blood!

"Master Yun Zun!" Wang Changfeng suddenly roared, "I have something to say!"

Mingming's voice was like thunder and deafening, but Yun Yang continued to intersperse like a whirlwind, with no intention of stopping at all.

The strange attack and killing without fear of any attack, which is tangible and intangible, and the heavenly sword technique that is unique in the world; supplemented by the invincible and invincible sword of heaven; combined with the extremely fast speed; so that he is in this killing. In the middle, like a dragon entering the sea, a tiger roars deep into the mountains, no one can stop it, and killing people is like killing chickens.

This moment, this place is Yun Yang's absolute home field!

After ninety-nine consecutive slashes, the seven disciples of the Mai school were chopped to pieces as if they were being chopped by Ling Chi, and the voice floated out: "Wang Changfeng, what you want to say is that although this deity is killing people, his ears can still hear. I can see that your words will not delay the deity's actions, so don't worry!"

The gray shadow swirled, and rushed towards the other side. Wherever it passed, it was still full of blood, and the wave was higher than the wave.

Wang Changfeng felt ashamed for a moment.

The invincible golden hook that was invincible in his hands in the past and helped him kill countless enemies has fallen on Yun Zun countless times.

From the ecstasy at the first time, to the bewilderment afterwards, to the futile effort afterwards, to the final powerlessness and despair, all of them are proving one thing, that there is nothing I can do about that Yun Zun!

Now on this battlefield, it's like a group of people confronting a ghost; a group of people seem to have a large number of people, and they outnumber the few, but the fact is that you have the ability to reach the sky, but your attacks are completely useless against the enemy.

Seeing his disciples die tragically one by one, but there is nothing he can do about it, the sense of powerless decadence cannot be described in words.

A total of 130 people from the Mai faction came to this trip, all of them were the elite of the faction; the original intention was to snatch the Dragon Pi Mitu, but now, more than 40 people have died before reaching Tiantang City!

Moreover, the number of deaths continues to increase.

Yun Zun's sword was as bright as snow, shining vertically and horizontally, and every time it flashed, a bloody light flew up.

"Yun Zun! Yun Zun! Stop! I have something to say!" Ge Zuheng and Wang Changfeng had disheveled hair, pale faces, and shouted one after another, their voices full of pleading.

If we say that they still had the idea of ​​turning back and killing Yun Zun at the beginning, but after seeing this scene and the helplessness after trying it themselves, they have already lost their original intention.

Really can't kill it!

What's more, carefully observe Yun Zun's attack strength, the least is the least, and the opponent is already at the fifth level of Dao Realm. But looking at the entire Mai Sect, there are only a handful of people who have surpassed the fifth level of Dao Realm.

But even these people, including myself, facing this Yun Zun, no matter what power, power and secret method they use to fight, they are all like a cloud of smoke!

If you use too much force, you may hit your own person on the opposite side.

One side really wants to negotiate, even beg for mercy, but the other side doesn't even give a chance to beg for mercy!

Just blindly kill!

It is obvious that what the other party said from the beginning of the appearance of the action to kill everyone in the linen faction is not empty words, but is being put into action and is effective, and it is being realized step by step.

"All the sects fled separately, one by one!" Wang Changfeng yelled loudly, the old man's eyes were already full of tears.

With his eyesight and experience, he couldn't tell that facing such an enemy, even if the scattered escape strategy was successful, not many would be able to escape in the end.

In this battle, the linen faction has already lost its elite!

Unexpectedly, just when the Mai Yi faction's talents had just dispersed, fighting on their own, and escaping for their own lives, Yun Yang suddenly let out a long cry, and patches of dark mist suddenly appeared from the surrounding area of ​​the battlefield.

The dark mist rises in all directions, covering the sky and the earth, forming a complete encirclement in an instant.

For a moment, ghost voices chirped all over my ears, as if I was in Senluo Hell, Shura was inexhaustible.

A gloomy voice said in an indistinct voice: "Everyone has arrived at Senluo Hall, who can escape?"

A dozen or so shadowy figures appeared in the mist, all of them wearing high crowns. His eyes were cold and full of murderous intent.

The already cold hearts of Wang Changfeng and others added to the coldness.

Sen Luoting!

It turned out that the ten kings of Sen Luoting came at the same time!

Faced with such a situation, how can you break through?

Could it be that the sky wants to cut me off in sackcloth? !

After the Sen Luo Ten Kings appeared, they didn't start the killing. They just watched Yun Yang's continuous killing scene from a distance, but all the disciples in sackcloth who wanted to break out were all killed by the hot hands.

With these ten people standing outside to intercept, a bunch of sackclothed disciples can't get out!

"Yun Zun! What happened back then was that our Mai Sect violated the precepts of our ancestors; we deserved it! But that was the decision of the old man and other high-level officials, and had nothing to do with the disciples. They were only limited to the strict order of the teacher and had to do it!" Ge Zuheng, the head of the Mai Sect He yelled fiercely: "You let these disciples go, and the old man and others will give you their lives!"

"We will never resist, let us deal with it!"

"Master Yun Zun, please hold your hands high and let these innocent disciples go!"

Wang Changfeng's golden hook was already on his neck, and he shouted: "Yun Zun! Did you hear that! As long as you say a word, this old man will pay you with his life!"

Yun Yang's faint voice was without any emotion, and he said lightly: "The way of heaven is reincarnation, who will the heaven spare! On that day, you Mai sent dozens of high-level cultivators into the army and slaughtered my Yutang soldiers with tyrannical force. In the end, more than ten thousand people Or die directly or indirectly at your hands..."

"The iron bone is broken, and to a considerable extent, it is due to your intervention!"

"My brothers' eyes are looking at me!" Yun Yang said faintly, "Their heroic souls are not far away, they are still floating above Tiantang City."

"On my back, I can clearly feel their eyes. They are urging me to avenge them!"

A gray shadow flashed, and Yun Yang's gaze shot out from the dense fog like two bolts of lightning: "At this moment, today, with so many bloody debts, how can you just rely on the lives of you few people? Can you bear it? Can you pay for it?!"

"Even if your entire Mai Sect is completely destroyed, it's still not enough! It's not enough!"

Yun Yang said indifferently: "As I said just now, advanced practitioners are strictly forbidden to set foot in the continent to fight in other countries. This is the iron law of the Profound Sky Continent since ancient times. If you do get involved in it, you must get rid of the cause and effect. Think of me in the Yutang war. For many years, the sects outside the world have never participated in it. You did not hesitate to go against the precepts of your ancestors and participate in it, and become an enemy of my Yutang. If you can still keep the inheritance in the end, wouldn’t more people be lucky?"

"Sackie Pie!"

Yun Yang shouted loudly: "Today, it will be destroyed!"

Wang Changfeng and Ge Zuheng laughed miserably: "Hahahaha... Mai school, Mai school..."

The two looked at each other with tears in their eyes, and they were relatively speechless. The words had already been said so far, and they had already said their last words, and there was really no need to say any more.

Yun Zun's determination is as unshakable as a high mountain.

Today, the demise of the Mai School has become inevitable.