Pooh!

Pooh!

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In just an instant, the sword light scattered like water, and one-third of the densely packed disciples of the Illusion Sect burst into blood mist in an instant, and the blood water poured down like a waterfall of blood, which was spectacular.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, and he stepped out step by step. Under his control, the Nine Thousand Ancient Sword was like a killing machine. Wherever it passed, blood filled the sky and corpses were like mountains.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen was protected by more than nine thousand ancient swords outside, surrounded by forty-eight golden swords without beginning, and held purple swords in both hands. There was no monk from the Illusion Sect who could break through his defense. Become the dead soul under his sword.

It can be said that this is basically an unequal killing, a unilateral killing.

With more and more corpses, the disciples of the Illusion Sect finally started to fear, began to shrink back, and did not dare to rush forward.

Because, they feel that the young man in front of them is too powerful, and they feel that they are going to die if they go up, it is basically futile.

As a result, some disciples with low cultivation bases finally ran away like crazy, and the number increased.

It's a pity that these fleeing disciples of the Illusion Sect were caught up by the terrifying sword light and were completely strangled into a blood mist within a short time after they left.

"I am willing to leave the Illusion Sect. I swear that I will no longer be a disciple of the Illusion Sect and will have nothing to do with the Illusion Sect from now on."

Finally, a disciple of the Illusion Sect hastily swore an oath to disown his relationship with the Illusion Sect.

And after the Phantom Sect disciple finished taking the oath, he was surprised to find that the terrifying nine thousand ancient swords around him passed by his side, as if turning a blind eye to him.

"Thank you!"

This Illusion Sect disciple naturally knew that Zhuo Wen was letting him live, so he quickly thanked him and left the Illusion Sect immediately using the escape talisman.

With this disciple setting a precedent, the rest of the Illusion Sect disciples swore an oath to leave the Illusion Sect, and immediately fled away from the Illusion Sect.

Zhuowen did not prevent these disciples who left the Illusion Sect from leaving, but concentrated on strangling those monks who were still struggling.

However, within ten breaths, the densely packed disciples of the Illusion Sect, who died and fled, became extremely sparse.

The monks outside the Illusion Sect looked at the young man in white who was surrounded by countless sword lights, their pupils shrank involuntarily, and their hearts trembled with fear.

They finally knew why Zhuo Wen dared to come here and clamored to destroy the Illusion Sect. It turned out that this son was so terrifying.

At the same time, everyone also remembered that this child possessed such a treasure as the Essence of the Starry Sky.

With such strength, coupled with Tianyu Xingkong Essence, it is really terrifying.

Boom!

Suddenly, Zhuo Wen's tendency to rush forward suddenly stopped, and the more than 9,000 ancient swords that were originally surrounding Zhuo Wen stagnated in mid-air under the terrifying fist force.

Zhuo Wen took a few steps back, squinting at You Yewei in front of him.

I saw You Yewei staring murderously at Zhuo Wen in front of him, and the four elders who were retreating steadily, they all heaved a sigh of relief when they saw You Yewei make a move.

However, after seeing Zhuo Wen's terrifying strength, the four elders no longer dared to underestimate the white-clothed youth in front of them.

"I really didn't expect that I haven't seen you for more than ten years. Your strength has grown so fast, but do you think that with your strength, you can really destroy my Phantom Sect? Are you a bit foolish?"

You Yewei's eyes flickered, but he was also very surprised in his heart.

He could feel that Zhuo Wen's strength might not necessarily be weaker than him, and coupled with the Tianyu Xingkong Essence on this son, You Yewei was not sure whether he could win this son.

"Great Elder, you go to the Nether Palace and ask the ancestor to come out, this son will definitely be killed." You Yewei silently transmitted a voice transmission to the strongest of the four elders.

The Great Elder had long snow-white beards and looked kindly, but his eyes were full of fierceness, obviously he was not a kind person.

The Great Elder looked at Zhuo Wen who was not far away, nodded slightly, and left here without a sound.

"ah!"

It's just that the Great Elder didn't leave for long before he let out a scream.

You Yewei's face changed slightly, and he quickly looked towards the Great Elder, only to see that the Great Elder was pierced by a spear, struggling constantly, but he couldn't break free at all.

In front of the Great Elder, an old man in his sixties was holding a spear, his eyes were full of smiles.

This person was Zhang Zhicheng, and Zhuo Wen was fully prepared this time. He was willing to be a bait to attract You Yewei's attention, and then let Zhang Zhicheng and others seize the opportunity to attack and kill the senior monks of the Youhuan Sect.

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