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Chapter 1139 The Blood of Sinners Washes Away the Filth in Tushan Courtyard

Under the will of the Lord of Heaven, the entire Tushan Central Courtyard cultivation world began to be shrouded in a faint scarlet color.

More than 90,000 sword cultivators of the Great Sun Long Sword were dispatched, and they often chose to come to the caves of certain cultivators in the dark, knock on the doors rigorously and politely, and say that they had something to tell them.

As for why there are only more than 90,000 sword cultivators among the 100,000 sword cultivators of Great Sun Long Sword?
Because the internal purge had been completed, in the voluntary and fair sword fight, the death row sword cultivators faced off against the sword cultivators who challenged them in a life-and-death battle. Killing one person could give them several hours of rest to recover their magic power and consciousness.

Then, another sword cultivator will challenge the death row sword cultivator.

If no one dares to challenge again, many people will surround and kill the executioner sword cultivator and execute the Tushan Law on him.

——This situation almost never happens. In an emerging and upward group of sword cultivators, such a fearful sword cultivator cannot climb to a high position and cannot be promoted to the Nascent Soul stage.

This cycle repeats itself until the death row swordsman dies.

In the desert, in the sea, in the mountains, in the formations that prohibited both inside and outside, the sword cultivators of the Great Sun Long Sword City fought life-and-death sword battles again and again. The blood of high-level sword cultivators continued to flow, the spiritual light of their natal flying swords dimmed and fell to the ground, and one more life was lost in the world.

Until the end, all the sentenced sword practitioners died, and the sword intent soared into the sky.

Many sword cultivators achieved breakthroughs in their sword intent during this process, and their comprehension of swordsmanship increased a lot. A bloody battle was comparable to dozens or even hundreds of years of hard training, which made people obsessed.

Countless sword cultivators finished their mission with a lingering desire, and dispersed in all directions with an even stronger desire to carry out the will of Tushan Tianjun.

"Master Skull Spirit, on September 18th, 209 years ago, when you were the city lord of the Yellow Sand Fairy City in the Western Desert, you secretly killed millions of mortals, low- and mid-level cultivators, and demon cultivators, as well as nineteen Golden Core cultivators. You slaughtered a large area and refined them into the Eighteen Demon Fire Skeleton Magic Treasures, and then disguised them as a black sand storm disaster. Is this true?"

Mu Tianxue smiled as she looked at a short, fat, and extremely kind old man who was in the early Nascent Soul stage, who walked out of the cave formation.

The aura on her body was floating, sealing her cultivation level to the peak of the Golden Core, and it would not be unsealed unless she was attacked by someone other than the one she was fighting with.

Even if I die in battle.

This is a secret technique developed by many Nascent Soul sword practitioners of the Great Sun Sword Sect during the past three hundred years. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator at the peak of his powers cannot violate the seal he has set.

There's no way around it.

All the external enemies in the Tushan courtyard have been eliminated, and only the criminal monks sentenced to death can be executed. Each one of them is extremely precious, and their lives must be utilized to the utmost without any waste.

In addition to Mu Tianxue, there were thousands of Great Sun Long Sword cultivators around, including seven late Nascent Soul cultivators, twenty-one early and middle Nascent Soul cultivators, and the rest were juniors in the Golden Core and Foundation Establishment stages.

They are here as a reserve force to prevent True Lord Skull Spirit from escaping, and to take over from her and continue the sword fight if Mu Tianxue dies in battle.

You know, there are only twenty-seven Yuanying Zhenjun prisoners among the death row prisoners. Each one of them is very precious and should not be wasted.

Of course, other Yuanying Zhenjuns are not so arrogant as to suppress their cultivation to the peak of Jindan, as this is seeking death.

In addition to the law enforcement sword cultivators of the Great Sun Long Sword City, as Mu Tianxue's voice spread, many Jindan Foundation Establishment and Yuanying cultivators in the surrounding area were alarmed and gathered here, looking on angrily.

In the eyes of many people, Lord Skull Spirit is an honest elder who is kind to others. He has a kind heart beneath his fat appearance. He usually takes care of the younger generation and is very good to his peers. Therefore, many cultivators subconsciously want to step forward.

However, after seeing that all the cultivators were sword practitioners with the Great Sun Long Sword, the pupils of many cultivators shrank and they subconsciously took a step back.

Great Sun Sword City!
During these hundreds of years, as Dayi Changjian happily took over the duties of the law enforcement monk, his reputation deteriorated rapidly. He had acquired various notoriety such as 'court lackey', 'running dog', 'butcher', etc. He was always hated and feared. It can be said that he was a hated existence in the Tushan cultivation world.

If an ordinary cultivator says that he has a friend who is a sword cultivator, he will be cut off by his friends.

Over the past few hundred years, whenever the Great Sun Long Sword monks were mobilized in groups, it meant that the guilty monks would be killed, and they would die in brutal sword fights, without exception.

Lord Skull Spirit walked out with a pale face. His face was pale to begin with, and now it was even more pale and blue. He was terrified to the extreme.

Bingxue Zhenjun Mu Tianxue!
A cultivator at the peak of Nascent Soul stage!

She once followed Tushan Tianjun to fight all over the world and killed countless enemies. For hundreds of years, she was known as the strongest true monarch in the Tushan court. How could he, Ku Ling, an early Nascent Soul cultivator, be compared with her?
"Is there any misunderstanding?"

"Senior Iceblood..."

True Lord Skull Spirit said in a dry and bitter voice: "If you want to take my life, just say so. Why do you have to frame me so painstakingly?" "Outside Huangsha Fairy City, black sand storms occur every few decades. Occasionally, they deviate and fall into crowded places. What does it have to do with me?"

"The Great Sun Sword City carries the expectations of the Heavenly Sovereign. Could it be that it allows you to frame good cultivators at will?"

"You sword cultivators sharpen your swords with your blood, do you really think people don't know?!"

Skull Spirit Master said angrily.

His words quickly aroused the sympathy and indignation of the monks around him.

No one believes that Dayi Changjiandu, a group of lackeys like these, will enforce the law impartially. They are too thirsty for life and blood and have strong vested interests.

In the eyes of many cultivators, this was a conspiracy by sword cultivators against magic cultivators.

Following the words of True Lord Skull Spirit, Mu Tianxue slightly restrained his murderous intent.

No matter how outsiders view them or whether they approve or not, they must explain clearly that everything they do is in accordance with Tushan Law, otherwise there will be disaster.

"Skull Spirit, you are very good at talking."

Mu Tianxue showed a charming smile: "Where did your natal magic treasure, the Eighteen Demon Fire Skeletons, and so many skeletons and souls come from?"

"You said it was a fortuitous encounter, and that you found it in the cave of an ancient cultivator. Then, can you come with me to the Weapon Sect to test whether these skeletons are from recent years or ancient times?"

"As I recall, the number of demon monk bodies you acquired was not enough?"

Tushan Zhongting had long ago ordered the destruction of many magic techniques that used human raw materials, but there were always people who took shortcuts and developed new ones, or used righteous methods in the magic way.

In the past, many magical weapons were seized in Tushan Courtyard. These were precious treasures and were not destroyed. Lord Skull Spirit took advantage of this legal loophole.

"also,"

Mu Tianxue glanced at the hazy sun in the sky and pointed a finger: "This is what you did at that time."

A hazy light bloomed at her fingertips. It was a scene that happened more than two hundred years ago. A black-robed, masked man who had just been promoted to the Nascent Soul stage kept changing the direction of the black sand storm, and finally unscrupulously collected the blood and souls of millions of people in the black sand storm.

"No!"

"You forged this!"

Lord Skull's face turned pale.

His body was shaking.

He couldn't understand why, after two hundred years, there were still people who could find out what happened back then in such detail, as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

"You don't have the final say on this."

Mu Tianxue showed a greedy smile and slowly pulled out a long sword that was oozing with blood.

"Master Skull Spirit, you slaughtered millions of people outside Huangsha Immortal City. The Tushan Courtyard Law Hall sentences you to death and executes you immediately. The executor is Mu Tianxue."

A jade slip with the seal of the Law Hall and the signature of Tushan Tianjun's avatar floated out. The words on the jade slip were visible in all directions and could be clearly seen by the people around.

“This is unfair!”

"Just some ants!"

Lord Skull Spirit knew there was no room for maneuver and let out a miserable laugh.

His face was hideous, and he tore off the kind and gentle attitude he had been pretending to be. He burned his blood and energy as he fled madly into the distance, trying to grab a chance of survival.

(End of this chapter)