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

Chapter 405: Kill, leave no one behind!
"Ah...Junior Sister, please spare your life! Please spare your life...I am also obsessed with my thoughts and I was confused for a moment! For the sake of being in the same sect for many years, please spare me, please spare me! Ah..."

Yu Qianyu begged for mercy at the top of her lungs.

Zhao Yueshu had tears in his eyes, but his attacks became more severe each time, and he cursed with hatred: "You attracted enemies and killed your fellow disciples - why didn't you think of your fellow disciples at that time? A selfish, vicious, and harmful person like you You deserve to be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts! Even if you have your muscles ripped out, your bones refined, your soul lit up, it’s not an exaggeration!”

"No... don't..." Maybe it was in great pain, or maybe she was really afraid that she would end up like this, so Yu Qianyu began to beg for death, "Give me a happy life! Please, give me a happy life... kill me Me! Kill me..."

Zhao Yueshu really wanted to tear off Yu Qianyu's flesh piece by piece, and destroy her soul bit by bit, causing her to suffer so much that she could not survive or die! Let her repent for her dead classmates day and night.

But looking at Yu Qianyu who was already dying after only being hit by him a few times, and thinking of the past, Zhao Yueshu still sent out a blaze of flames from his palm and burned her to ashes, which was considered a relief to her.

After Yu Qianyu died, her storage ring and the brass treasure box were immediately swept away by a thread of black light and fell into Qingyun's hands.

"Wow!" Qingyun opened the brass treasure box and took a look, and was immediately delighted, "There is something good!"

Qingyun looked over and over, and one storage ring after another slipped from her palm. The more she looked at it, the happier she became, and she would nod her head from time to time to show that she was really satisfied.

Seeing this, Zhao Yueshu wanted to open her mouth, but suddenly thought that the sect's treasure was taken away from her by Yu Qianyu... So at this moment, she really had no shame to say anything more.

But he was secretly worried: "I don't know what the relationship between this woman in black clothes and silver hair is and Weiwei Shinichi."

Lu Yan looked at the monks around her who were suppressed by the thread-like black light, and asked Shi Yao for instructions: "Zhenyi, how should we deal with these people?"

Shi Yao's right hand was continuously absorbing spiritual power from the Biluo Immortal Mansion on his palm, so he raised his left hand and took the bronze treasure box from Qingyun's hand, "Kill, leave no one behind!"

"Yes!"

Lu Yan agreed respectfully, and immediately raised the heavy sword in his hand to slash at the group of people who could not move.

The group of monks begged:
"Senior, spare your life!"

"Spare my life..."

"I didn't do anything to you just now..."

Qingyun clicked his tongue and said: "It's so noisy!"

Then Qingyun waved his sleeves, and the black light wrapped around the group of people suddenly turned into black arrows; regardless of whether they were monks of the Wuji Sect or whether they had made a move against Lu Yan and other Wanyan Sect disciples, they were all pierced by an arrow. Their bodies fell into pieces, causing them to die on the spot in an instant, and all of them turned into ashes that scattered everywhere.

Lu Yan's sword was thrown into the air without any embarrassment. She only looked back at Qingyun in shock, her eyes full of reverence, but also a hint of deep fear.

"This power is so strong!"

Qingyun ignored her and gathered all the storage rings or storage bags of the dead monks into his arms. He looked through them one by one and secretly sighed to Shi Yao: "Although these little monks don't have much wealth, It’s rich, but if you add it up one by one, it’s still a pretty good harvest!”

Shi Yao reached out and took it again, and then heard her say: "After collecting so many treasures, you can definitely advance to the next level this time!"

Shi Yao understood Qingyun's intention to urge her to advance as soon as possible, but she also knew that advancing was very difficult, so she only replied to her: "I hope so."

The captives in the star boat saw the murderous star in front of them easily slaughtering another group of monks, and all of them were so scared that their faces were as white as paper.

Shi Yao waved his hand and sent Lu Yan, Li Jiu, Zhao Yueshu, Lin Zhi and others into the first floor of Biluo Immortal Mansion. "Junior Sister Yueshu!"

"Uncle Lu!"

"Uncle Li!"

"City Lord Lin!"

Shen Zhihai, Feng Junan and other Wanyan Sect disciples who had been staying in the Biluo Immortal Mansion all stopped doing their exercises to heal their injuries, and all of them rushed forward to greet Lu Yan and others.

As soon as Zhao Yueshu saw Feng Junan and the others, he was filled with shame, "Zhenzun Xiawei, Junior Brother Feng, there is a traitor in the sect, I have failed your trust..."

Feng Junan reached out and patted her shoulder, "We can see everything outside in the fairy mansion, so we already know it, and it's not your fault!"

"Yes, Master Yueshu, I can't blame you for this!"

"It's hard to guard against evil intentions! Junior sister Yueshu, don't blame yourself too much..."

Zhao Yueshu sighed: "Fortunately Wei Jinyi arrived in time and snatched the treasure box back... otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!"

Lu Yan looked left and right in the crowd, but she couldn't find her master.

In fact, Lu Yan already vaguely understood something in her heart, but she still suppressed her heart trembling and asked persistently: "Where is my master?"

A disciple from Jianfeng rushed to Lu Yan and cried: "Senior Sister! Our master...is no longer here!"

Tears suddenly rolled down from Lu Yan's eyes, her lips trembled, but she could no longer speak.

Shen Zhihai stepped forward and sighed: "Your master released the semi-immortal sword intention that has been suppressed under the sword peak for tens of thousands of years."

No matter how much, Shen Zhihai needless to say.

With just this sentence, Lu Yan understood everything.

There was a dull pain in her heart, and her tears were hazy.

In a daze, Lu Yan seemed to have returned to the day of her baby-birth ceremony:

Her master Lu Huaixing brought her to the bottom of Jianfeng Peak. Looking at the swordsmanship flying around but being suppressed by some kind of force, he solemnly said to her: "Since you are the Nascent Soul Lord, it is time for you to say some words." It’s time to give it to you.”

"Every sword intention here is left behind by generations of disciples of our Jianfeng Peak. Those who can retain these sword intentions and have not dissipated for so many years are those who have cultivated above the god transformation stage."

Lu Huaixing pointed to the door behind the heavy sword intent and said: "And there is a semi-immortal sword intent hidden inside this door! The key to open this door is in my body, and in the future... maybe I will pass it on to you. Or if something happens to me outside, you must come find me, take out the key from my body, and bring it back to the sect."

"Master, don't say such depressing words! Okay, okay... my disciple knows!" After hearing the half-immortal's sword intention, Lu Yan could not hold back at that time, and hurriedly begged Lu Huaixing: "Master! Can you Open this door and let me admire the half-immortal sword spirit inside?"

"No!" Lu Huaixing scolded and regretted at the same time: "The descendants of Jianfeng have been admonished from generation to generation: If this door is opened, our entire Jianfeng will be pierced by the half-immortal sword intention! And open this door. If you don't have the cultivation level of Fusion or above, you will definitely be annihilated by the half-immortal sword intent in an instant. Therefore, you must remember that this door can never be opened easily unless it is absolutely necessary!"

"A cramp pulls out the bones, refines the soul and lights up the lamp" - Thanks Chi Yuwuwu for providing this classic cruel saying (I didn't think of it for a moment, haha)