The strongest cheating student

Chapter 219
This time, Han Wudao did not play with them slowly like before, and they would not let Han Wudao continue to kill like this. Hundreds of Martial Venerables and Martial Saints shot at Han Wudao together, shouting and killing all over the sky.

"Rumbling..." There were bursts of thunder, and countless thunderbolts began to fall over the Dharma Sect of the Eight Desolation Pure Land.

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine lightning bolts carried high-grade spiritual weapons, and they continued to strike these people, and Han Wudao also flew with his sword. Those who did not reach the level of Martial Saints could not fly at all, and could only be hit by bullets on the ground.

"Give me all to die!" Han Wudao would not show mercy to them. Under the divine sword, countless thunder swords kept slashing at them.

The attack with lightning, no matter how powerful the cultivation base, was hit once, and the body became paralyzed, and finally pierced through the body by the second thunder sword, and the long sword nailed them to the ground.

It can be said that among the countless thunders and lightnings, not all the sky thunders carried a spirit sword. The false ones made them hard to guard against, and they died tragically under Han Wudao's sword one by one.

"God kills!" The patriarch of the Eight Desolation Pure Land Fayu looked at the people below, who died in Han Wudao's hands one by one, watching Han Wudao's movement flash in the air, making people unpredictable.

Sword qi, the elders of the Eight Desolation Pure Land Dharma Sect, their strength is not limited, one after another sword qi continuously strikes the sky with lightning, the sword qi and thunder sword explode in the air, brilliant like fireworks.

But Han Wudao's strength is too strong, so strong that they feel trembling.

Because now it's not just the countless thunder swords falling from the sky, but also the countless sword auras bursting out of the ground like bamboo shoots, piercing through the soles of their feet, splashing blood, and screaming continuously.

"It's, it's terrible! It's okay, it's okay that I retreated there." The disciples of the Bahuang Pure Land Dharma Sect who retreated two miles away saw the sword energy emerging from the ground, forming a sword cage, and engulfed them. They were all trapped inside, and then they were bombarded by the thunder sword in the air.

"Is this the killing of trapped beasts?" They saw the elders, one by one, fell into a pool of blood, trying to rush but couldn't get out. The sword energy from the ground kept breaking through the ground, trapping them inside.

"That's the Xuantian Siyi Sword Art. I've read it in books. The Siyi is transformed into a sword cage to trap the enemy and kill them in it. Unless the sword cage can be broken," some Ba Huang said. The disciples of the Pure Land Dharma Sect seem to know the Xuantian Siyi Sword Art very well.

"Tell me, suzerain and the others will die at his hands." A disciple of the Dharma Sect of the Eight Desolation Pure Land asked.

"Don't talk about this first, you guys, go quietly to the sky prison, let the escorted juniors come out slowly, don't kill Han Wudao's family members, if the elder can't beat him, we will all die in his hands." They Thinking of what Han Wudao said just now, if his family members were killed, then the entire Eight Desolation Pure Land Dharma Sect would be buried with them, and their nine clans would also be killed.

"Yes, I'm going over now!"

Let alone the disciples of the Bahuang Pure Land Dharma Sect who escorted Han Wudao's family, they are not idiots. They saw the dark clouds in the sky, countless thunder swords descended, and the sword energy formed a sword cage on the ground. They didn't bring them into the prison. The so-called traitor is out.

"All uncles and aunts, you have to be considerate of my subordinates. To be honest, I really don't want to beat you, I really don't want to interrogate you, we are just ordered, obey orders, if I don't beat you, I don't interrogate you You, the elders, they will kill us." Seeing Han Wudao's killing spree, these guards chopped off the elders one by one like ants.

"What's going on? I heard someone screaming outside." Papa Han, who was covered in injuries, asked.

The Bahuang Pure Land Dharma Sect guys, they didn't answer what Papa Han said, but just knelt in front of them and said, "We really don't want to beat you, the elders ordered us to do this, you must forgive me!"

They know very well that if the elders and the others die, they will be the next one, so these guys begged Father Han and the others, maybe only in this way can they have a way out.

Father Han is not an idiot. Seeing them beating up his own garbage, he has now become like a grandson. He knows that someone has come to save him, and someone has come to kill him. The Pure Land Fayuzong was actually his son.

For these trash kneeling down and begging for mercy, Father Han coaxed them first and promised them that they would take him out quietly to see what was going on outside, instead of taking everyone out.

Of course, those people in the back hated their Han family to the bone, saying that his son had implicated them, let them, irrelevant people, be imprisoned here, and be charged with an anti-road crime.

"You guys stay here for a while, I'll go outside with these little brothers." Father Han said to the people behind.

"Go, go, just be careful." Grandpa Han is already old, and after this incident, he has no hopes in his heart. He only hopes that his only grandson will live a good life.

"Well, I'll be back as soon as I go." Father Han nodded to them.

It’s okay if you don’t go out. When you go out with the administrators of the Bahuang Pure Land Dharma Sect Prison, Father Han is shocked by the situation outside. The young man in the air; this young man is the son who has longed for it, watching his son kill all directions with his own strength.

"Oh my god, is this really my son?" Papa Han saw Han Wudao's current strength, and now he understood why these high-ranking guys knelt down just now.

He saw countless thunder swords continuously harvesting one life after another, and also saw four giant swords hundreds of meters long appearing in the dark clouds, slowly protruding their heads from the dark clouds, and the four sword lights descended from the sky.

Regardless of whether it hit them or not, it only saw that when it fell to the ground, it instantly transformed into countless sword qi, killing all around, injuring everyone.

In an instant, I don't know how many strong people died in Han Wudao's hands, but there were less than thirty left, and they were still seriously injured while holding on to Han Wudao's attack.

They wanted to fight into the air many times, but every time they failed, a large number of thunder swords in the air kept falling behind, and countless thunder swords forcibly chopped them down; it made them feel that Han Wudao was extraordinary powerful, and he could move the world with his hands strength.

"Are you Emperor Wu?" They didn't dare to imagine that a 19-year-old boy could reach the level of Emperor Wu.

"It doesn't matter what I am, what matters is that you trash should be killed." Han Wudao's voice echoed in their ears.

"Hmph, if you want to kill us, even if you are Emperor Wu, I will kill you here." The lord of the Eight Desolation Pure Land Dharma gave a token in his hand.

"Sovereign, do you really want to do this?" They asked when they saw the token in their suzerain's hand.

"If you don't do this, all of us will die at his hands. If you don't do this, do you think he will let me go? Wake up, we have no choice; if you really kill him, use this order So what about the card, as long as we get the things on him, we can step into the realm of Emperor Wu, enter the Tianbei, and step away from the emptiness...

(End of this chapter)