Don't take it, I switched to the ruthless way

Chapter 397

Kong Chi teleported thousands of miles continuously to avoid the terrifying golden sword intent.

The golden sword intention circled around and pierced several peaks one after another. Everything it passed was turned into powder by the terrifying power of the sword intention.

But because of this, the power of the golden sword intention was gradually weakened.

In the end, the golden sword intent directly pierced through the blue shield and defensive magic weapons that Kong Chi was blocking in front of him.

When his life was hanging by a thread, an ancient golden hairpin flew out of Kong Chi's body and collided with the golden sword intent.

Ding--

A crisp sound sounded, and the golden hairpin began to collapse inch by inch.

And the power of the golden sword intention was gradually weakened by Jin Chai's power.

In the end, the golden hairpin was useless, and the power of the golden sword was not as powerful as before, and it was impossible to do anything to Kong Chi anymore.

The power of the pure golden sword intention was greatly reduced, and it could no longer control other sword intentions.

As the number of killings increases, the sword intent that should have been pure seems to be gradually filled with blood. The sword light of different colors is replaced by layers of thick blood light, making it full of ferocity, full of evil, and murderous intent. heavier.

The sword intention that has been hidden under the sword peak for tens of thousands of years has a strong spirituality and is the last trump card of the Wanyan Sect. But now, once it drinks blood, it has been transformed into "evil spirits" - this is all No one expected it.

At this time, even the identity tokens of Wanyan Sect disciples were useless.

The sword intention began to attack all monks indiscriminately - whether they were intruders or disciples of Wanyan Sect.

"what……"

"Evil spirit! It's an evil spirit..."

"Run away..."

Everyone panicked.

Everyone is running frantically for their lives.

Everyone is desperately trying to resist the invasion of evil spirits.

But the evil spirits transformed from thousands of swords were as fast as ghosts. Under the sweep, corpses fell from the sky like raindrops.

The more killings there are, the stronger the evil spirits become and the more ferocious they are.

In the panic, someone began to speak indiscriminately:

"This is the evil spirit raised by Wanyan Sect..."

"The Wanyan Sect feeds evil spirits and behaves improperly and against the right path..."

"Today we finally revealed the true face of Wanyan Sect..."

Hearing this, Feng Junan, who was surrounded by a group of disciples, spat out a mouthful of blood. His hands were shaking slightly, and he was coughing and vomiting blood. He felt extremely aggrieved, but could not say a word to refute.

"Junior brother!"

"Junior brother!"

Sang Fei and Ye Cheng immediately caught Feng Junan's falling body.

Seeing Feng Junan like this, Sang Fei shed tears, while Ye Cheng gritted his teeth.

Feng Junan gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "One, that's nonsense!!!"

puff--

Before Feng Junan could finish his words, he spat out a mouthful of blood again. His trembling hands that he wanted to raise fell down weakly. His eyes were about to close. He was obviously very angry and still had his last breath left.

"metropolitan!!!"

The Wanyan Sect disciples who were trying their best to support the formation and desperately resist the invasion of evil spirits also had red eyes, and some even sobbed directly, with tears falling to the ground one after another.

"Woooo..."

When their fellow disciples were killed one by one by the intruders, their hearts were already filled with grief and anger. But when the swords that were supposed to save lives turned into evil spirits due to killing, and when they heard the intruders' shameless words of "righteousness", they finally couldn't help but feel aggrieved. cried bitterly.

how so!
Why does it become like this!

Some disciples cried bitterly and said, "We are not feeding evil spirits! Ugh..."

"That's right! We don't!" A disciple replied loudly.

"Everything they say is slander!"

"It's all to cover up the various crimes they have done to the Wanyan Sect!"

"So what if the sword's intention transforms into evil? It's all forced by these thieves..."

"These despicable and shameless people should be killed by these swords. Kill them cleanly! To repay the hatred in our hearts!"

"That's right! Kill! Kill them all!!!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"kill……"

I don’t know whether it was the evil spirits outside that gradually affected their minds, or whether they were intruded by complex emotions such as anger, sorrow and hatred. Some of the disciples of Wanyan Sect began to slowly change their temperament, wishing to break out of the formation and fight with those evil spirits. Kill the enemy together.

But how could Sang Fei and Ye Cheng allow them to leave the formation? Once you leave the formation, you will inevitably be attacked by those evil spirits indiscriminately, which will only increase casualties.

"Be still and concentrate, and all evil thoughts will disappear!" Shen Zhihai's voice reached the ears of every Wanyan Sect disciple through their cultivation, making their hearts shake and their minds clear.

Shen Zhihai finally got rid of the entanglement of the monks and the intrusion of the evil spirits, and finally brought hundreds of disciples such as Si Yunwei and Zuo Yiting to join everyone.

Shen Zhihai held a small bronze cauldron in one hand, and rays of light emitted from the cauldron attached to the disciples, immediately making all the evil spirits dare not come any closer.

Sang Fei and Ye Cheng were overjoyed, "True Lord!"

All the Wanyan Sect disciples also agreed in their hearts, "True Lord!"

Shen Zhihai nodded slightly, then looked up at the sky.

Seeing the increasingly evil sword intent, his brows furrowed and his heart felt heavy.

Thinking of Lu Huaixing who risked his life to release these sword intentions, and the disciples who were killed by intruders or sword intentions, Shen Zhihai closed his eyes in pain.

Who could have imagined that things would turn into what they are now.

After many days of killings, various monks had already gathered outside the Wanyan Sect.

Some monks heard the news and saw the evil spirits in Wanyan Sect soaring into the sky. They were shocked and asked: "Where do these evil spirits come from?"

"It was released by Wanyan Sect!" someone replied.

"What? Is Wanyan Sect really feeding evil spirits?"

"No, it's not like that..." Someone tried to explain the origin of the matter, but was drowned out by a louder and angrier voice:

"So it seems that the Wuji Sect has not wronged the Wanyan Sect!"

"Wanyan Sect dares to feed evil spirits. Is it true that it harbors the remnants of the demon clan?"

Someone asked hesitantly: "Is it true or false? Have you ever seen the remnants of the demon clan appear?"

"It seems not..."

Someone said even louder: "The remnants of the demon clan must have escaped long ago!"

"Looking at these evil spirits, it can be seen that Wanyan Sect is not innocent!"

"In this case, Wanyan Sect really deserves death..."

"Fellow Taoists, we'd better take action quickly and suppress these evil spirits together! If these evil spirits become the norm, our Lingzhou will be in big trouble!"

"it is good!"

The monks surrounding Wanyan Sect began to take action one after another.