Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 356 Clearing the Portal
After Wu Daoyang finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire hall became extremely dignified.

Linghu Wu, Liu Song and other unaware elders looked at the six kneeling on the ground as if they had lost their souls.

They are all the top powerhouses in the wilderness, but they didn't even realize that their fellow disciples had been possessed by demons for 20 years.

How ridiculous and shocking this is.

For a moment, they seemed to have lost the ability to speak, and they were silent, with complex emotions of surprise, doubt, and disbelief in their eyes.

"Does it have to be like this? Sovereign?" One person couldn't help but want to ask for love.

However, Linghu Wu was the first to say: "Those who have fallen into the devil's way will be killed without mercy!"

In his eyes, only the anger of hatred remained.

His only son, Linghu Yangshu, originally had unlimited potential and a bright future, but was murdered by Jin Feng at a young age.

This is the biggest regret in his life, and every time he thinks about it, he will feel distressed.

Now Jin Feng has been killed by Ye Feng, but these people in front of him have shielded Jin Feng for 20 years, and they are right under his nose, how ironic.

Therefore, Linghu Wu would not let them go no matter what.

"Linghu Wu, what qualifications do you have to take the blame for us!" said a person kneeling on the ground, "For the past 20 years, you have been immersed in the pain of losing your son, and you have made no contribution to the sect. If it weren't for you and the suzerain With brotherhood, do you think you can keep your position as the vice suzerain?"

"Shut up!" Wu Daoyang scolded, "You guys, don't force me to take action."

"It seems that the suzerain has made up his mind?"

The six people kneeling on the ground lowered their heads and looked at each other quietly, their eyes were stern and terrifying.

Suddenly, six people shot at the same time like lightning, attacking Wu Daoyang.

"Wu Daoyang, if you are unkind, don't blame us for being unrighteous!"

No one expected that these six people jumped over the wall in a hurry and suddenly attacked Wu Daoyang.

These six people are all elders of the Lingwu Sect for many years, and each of them has a cultivation level above the seventh level of good fortune. In the outside world, they are all strong men who can start a sect.

The power of the six of them together is enough to sweep away most first-rate sects.

In just an instant, the entire hall was torn apart and turned into ruins, and countless bright sword qi raged around, as if covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

At this moment, the entire Lingwu City saw the vision in the sky, and they all looked in the direction of Lingwuzong, shocked in their hearts.

Yin Jianchou, Huang and Di Le used their own means to set up barriers in front of them to cover Ye Feng and Lu Tianqi from retreating.

Fighting at this level is very terrifying, even the aftermath of their attack is enough to instantly kill any monk below the Creation Realm.

Layers of barriers appeared, and then were torn apart by the sword energy. The five people retreated in embarrassment, and did not stop until hundreds of meters away from the main hall.

At this time, many nearby disciples of the Lingwu Sect had rushed over and looked at the ruined hall in horror.

Linghu Wu, Liu Song and other elders shot together, the sword energy soared into the sky, and the heavy sword curtain sealed the aftermath of the battle within the scope of the sword curtain, so that it did not spread out.

Wu Daoyang's figure has been submerged by the endless sword energy, and he can't see it with the naked eye.

Each of the six elders occupied one side, their faces were ferocious, and their eyes were full of murderous intent. Each of them tried their best to mobilize their sword energy to kill Wu Daoyang.

Their identities have been exposed, and they have no scruples. From them, demon energy rises, and an evil and tyrannical atmosphere sweeps away, blending into the sword energy, adding a bit of power.

As long as they can kill Wu Daoyang, they will be able to leave here. At that time, the sky will be high and the birds will fly. With their strength, they can completely become a prince.

"kill!"

The six of them increased their strength together, and the sword energy tainted by the demonic energy rolled back and pierced into the position where Wu Daoyang was standing before from all directions.

In an instant, the space where Wu Daoyang was located cracked inch by inch, revealing a series of terrifying space cracks. This piece of world seemed to have become the end of the world.

It is conceivable that if Linghu Wu, Liu Song and others hadn't jointly set up a sword formation defense, once the aftermath of this battle spread, what terrible consequences would have occurred.

I'm afraid that the entire Lingwu City will be affected, and the monks below the Creation Realm will be wiped out.

The bright sword light pierced everyone's eyes, and Ye Feng was shocked to find that he couldn't even see the battle process clearly, and even if he used the God of Good Fortune, he still couldn't feel what happened at the position where Wu Daoyang was. .

It seems that no matter how defiant the kung fu is, there is a limit after all. If the realm is not enough, even if there is a peerless kung fu, the power that can be exerted is limited.

It's like Ye Feng's comprehension of the Dao has reached the peak, but limited to his limited cultivation, he can only display the sixth-order spirit array now.

The attack of the six lasted for a whole stick of incense. Wherever the sword energy passed, the space continued to shatter and then heal. The disciples of Lingwuzong watched from afar, not knowing what happened.

A cyan figure floated over and landed beside Yin Jianchou. This was a young man with sword eyebrows and stars, about the same age as Bai Lin's brother Bai Chuan, with a black golden long sword on his back.

He stood in the midst of the violent shock wave, still standing proudly, the expression on his brows didn't change much, as if what happened in front of him had nothing to do with him.

"Who can tell me what happened here?" the young man said, "By the way, my name is Wu Zong."

Hearing Wu Zong's name, Ye Feng obviously felt that the fat man's eyes became excited.

Wu Zong is currently ranked fifth on the Taiyi list.

Yin Jianchou was about to explain the matter briefly, but suddenly there was a strong wave in front of him.

Suddenly, the entire Lingwu Sect and even the sword cultivators in the entire Lingwu City felt their swords trembling, as if they were summoned by some kind, and wanted to fly away.

The epee behind Yin Jianchou flew out with a whoosh. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough to grab the hilt.

Wu Daoyang's figure gradually became clear, and he saw countless terrifying sword qi surrounding him, but none of them could enter within an inch of his body.

Facing the joint attack of the six powerhouses, Wu Daoyang was unscathed.

I saw him wave his big sleeve, and all the sword energy around him was taken into his sleeve like ten thousand swords returning to their ancestors.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

This is the strength of the strongest in the Tiangang list. The six top experts joined forces, but they couldn't shake him at all, and they couldn't even make him move half a step.

The faces of the six people in the void changed drastically, without a moment's hesitation, they were divided into six directions, and they were about to flee.

At this time, Wu Daoyang stretched out his right hand, pointing his sword to the sky, and in front of him, a dazzling brilliance lit up.

Then, Ye Feng felt an extremely sharp aura flash away, and then, the six elders who had just thought of running away froze in mid-air.

Then, a faint bloodstain appeared on their throats, and it took a while for the blood to flow out.

In the eyes of the six people, the shocked look had not dissipated before they fell down neatly and turned into six corpses.

One sword was born, six people died, and no one even saw Wu Daoyang's sword clearly.

(End of this chapter)