Chapter 912
Sensing the gaze of the Sect Master of the Nine Xuan Sect sweeping over, the head of the Qingshan Sect’s face changed, and he secretly shouted badly.
Through the faint light, he saw that the eyes of the Sect Master of the Nine Xuan Sect were fierce, like an executioner, as if he was about to take some action.
Just as he was thinking like this, the Sect Master of the Nine Xuan Sect shouted: “Everyone obeyed the order, killed Song Guangming, he is a saint, and when he grows up in the future, it is absolutely terrible
!” ”
If I can’t suppress it, I will definitely raise tigers in the future!!”
Suddenly, more than 5,000 people behind him burst out and shouted: “Kill! Kill! Kill!”
In an instant, the entire corridor shouted to the sky.
“Bang~!!
” Song Guangming’s heart beat for a while, and before he could react, he immediately sensed a big fan-like hand pressed on his shoulder, only listening to the “click” of a bone dislocation sound, this shoulder was directly screwed off, and then a knife swung head-on, and the sharp knife light came straight to the eye.
“Guangming, go quickly!!” The
head of the Qingshan Sect was quick-eyed, shouted, and slammed back the knife with one palm, but Song Guangming’s arm was lost.
“Boom la la!!”
The arm flew out, and blood dripped down.
Song Guangming gasped and leaned against the wall, his face turned pale.
However, at this moment, a disciple of the Nine Xuan Sect had already rushed behind him, and a dagger slashed through the wall, leaving a series of cracks on the wall, and pierced his lower abdomen with a stab.
Some of the Qingshan Sect disciples wanted to come forward to help, but it was simply too late.
“Ah!!
” Song Guangming screamed, a mouthful of blood spit out, turned his head to look at the disciple of the Nine Xuan Sect with difficulty, and said, “I… I’m not a saint, really not…” Before
the last word was finished, the disciple pushed hard, only listening to a pop, one of his ribs was directly pierced by the dagger, and the sharp dagger pierced out from behind him, and a bloody arm passed through, and the hand grabbed his heart.
“Hmph, if we don’t kill you, when you grow up in the future, we will all have a hard time, so you must die!” The disciple withdrew his arm, placed the heart on the ground, and split it in half.
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“Plop !!” Song Guangming rolled his eyes and collapsed directly to the ground.
Before he died, he regretted it a lot.
He could never have imagined that he would end up like this if he assumed the identity of that saint.
It’s just a pity that it’s too late to say anything.
“Hahaha, this son is dead, we have no worries in the future!” the Sect Master of the Nine Xuan Sect laughed.
The head of the Qingshan Sect was livid and angry.
Song Guangming died, which was equivalent to the dashing of his hopes for the rise of the Qingshan Sect, which made him grit his teeth and roar, shouting: “You are looking for death!”
Snapped !!
a fierce slap on the face of the Sect Master of the Nine Xuan Sect, directly pumping him to the ground, vomiting blood.
Under the anger of the head of the Qingshan Sect, he was not a vegetarian, and after pumping the Sect Master of the Nine Xuan Sect to the ground, he directly drew a knife and cut it over, ready to avenge Song Guangming.
But he was powerless, the Sect Master of the Nine Xuan Sect waved his big hand, and five thousand centaurs rushed over with big knives, slashing at him with a brush.
These people were all the elite of the Nine Xuan Sect, and each of them was a strong person in the early Nirvana period, and soon took advantage of the numerical advantage to squeeze the head of the Qingshan Sect into a corner, and there were wounds all over his body, and blood was dripping with blood.
Although he was victorious, the Nine Xuanzong did not pay a price, killing more than a hundred and seriously wounded countless more.
During this period, more than a thousand disciples of the Qingshan Sect were all involved, but there were too many people from the Nine Xuan Sect, far more than the sum of their numbers, and the weapons in their hands were coated with poison, the Qingshan Sect was not an opponent at all, a dead person who looked at the face was killed, and the wound was injured.
As for the other sects, they all watched from the sidelines.
In the eyes of these people, if one dies, they have one less competitor.
So when Song Guangming was assassinated, they didn’t make a move, and they didn’t want to get involved.
“Get out of the way, let me come and kill him!” At
this time, the Sect Master of the Nine Xuan Sect took out a pill and swallowed it, quickly recovered to his peak moment, drew a sharp long sword, and walked towards the corner of the wall.
Those disciples hurriedly dodged and made way for a path.
The Sect Master of the Nine Xuan Sect walked up to the head of the Qingshan Sect and sneered, “Are you powerful again?”