Jiang Yangyun punched out, like a mountain pressing straight down, and before the punch arrived, the blood on the two of them gushed out like a tide, and their bodies began to shatter.

Qiang....

A sword roar resounded through the sky, a vast power like the sea surging, the waves rolling like rainbow thunder, the glow of the ten thousand ways, the auspicious Rui revealed a surging killing intent, the sword intent raged wildly, and in an instant, several people in the void were smashed into blood mist.

Jiang Yangyun's body flew out uncontrollably, and his body began to crack inch by inch, turning into flying ash and annihilating on the spot in an instant.

"A bunch of bugs hiding in the shadows also want to kill?"

A voice that seemed to come from the nine shadows of the abyss echoed through the heavens and the earth, with supreme power mixed with rolling magic, as if it wanted to hook their souls like hell.

Bai Yan and Mo Qian slowly opened their eyes, the corners of their mouths smiled even brighter, and then they lay heavily on the ground and fell asleep.

The remaining seven people were extremely frightened and looked towards the formation, and the people in the formation had long since disappeared.

"Run!" Zhan Changfeng shouted, and the sound echoed like thunder in the field.

When everyone heard this, they fled backwards like they were desperate. Even if he was beheaded by the enemy, he couldn't care about it, and fled frantically.

"Can you escape?" another voice came, and then blood began to bloom in the void.

In a moment's time, most of those people were already dead.

Boom...

A sword light flew from unknown directions, slashing directly at Mo Qianbai against seven people, a sword seemed to be able to smash the void, which made people frightened and made people's souls tremble.

Burst....

The sword light flew in front of the seven people in an instant, and then split into seven, slashing the seven people.

Puff puff puff....

The seven people sacrificed their weapons to resist, but it was in vain, the weapons were instantly slashed and shattered, and the power was still not reduced in the slightest, and they were slashed away again.

Puff puff puff.....

The sword light was like a spirit, smashing through their defenses, and the arm that stood in front of them also shattered, and blood gushed like a spring.

Approaching the sword light, it instantly turned around and slashed towards their dantian.

Bang bang bang....

The seven people were like leaves blown up into the sky by the wind, falling uncontrollably, slamming heavily on the ground, smashing huge holes in the ground.

"You should die!" the seven men wailed with all their strength, lying in the pit with blood spit out and dying.

"I won't kill you for now!" the voice from the void came again.

Immediately afterwards, a figure suddenly appeared in the void, a black suit was hunted, his hair flashed with a little glow, and his eyes were so cold that he could hardly see the slightest emotion, just quietly looking at the people who fled out. It's not Mo Chu or anyone.

"All have to die!" Mo Chu slowly closed his eyes and patted his sleeve lightly with one hand.

Then the green bamboo sword flew up suddenly, and then differentiated into more than a dozen terrifying killing swords, trembling incessantly.

Whoosh....

More than a dozen killing swords began to circle, and then like arrows shot from the full moon bow, they shot straight at the people who fled.

Puff puff puff....

More than a dozen killing swords were like wolves entering a flock of sheep, constantly reaping the lives of those people, and strange flowers bloomed one after another.

Mo Chu stood with the sky, staring coldly at the field, without the slightest emotion.

After a few breaths, the sword hummed and the wail vanished.

The entire canopy was dyed with a strange blood, and the smell of blood echoed between heaven and earth.

The originally verdant and beautiful mountains and rivers have been destroyed, those tall mountains have turned into rubble, there is no living creature within a radius of dozens of miles, and the remains of broken limbs can be seen everywhere, blood is everywhere, and weapons are broken countless times.

Mo Chu crossed a hundred miles in one step, his hands quickly sealed, and a little fire began to appear around, numbering thousands, and then suddenly fell into the ground on those corpses, and began to burn violently, and only a few breaths were left in place, scattered with the wind.

Mo Chu bent his fingers a little, and the sword palace hanging on Bai Yan's waist flew and fell into Mo Chu's hands.

Those Lin Guo disciples on the ground all looked up at the already unattainable man in the void, with yearning in their eyes, but more than that, they were amazed.

Marvel at the talent of this young man, if he hadn't broken through fast enough, I'm afraid that all of them would have died in this place.

"It's hard work!" Mo Chu froze, bowed heavily towards them, and then quickly pinched the trick with his fingertips, and the Sword Palace suddenly became larger, full of thousands of feet.

"Let's go in!" a gentle smile appeared at the corner of Mo Chu's mouth, "I'll take you home!"

"Okay!" The commander of the White Tiger Legion took the lead in speaking, turned into a streamer and rushed into the Sword Palace, sat down cross-legged and began to heal, and everyone also dragged their tired bodies into the Sword Palace when they saw this.

"I'll take you home!" Mo Chu's eyes suddenly became moist, and his heart suddenly began to tremble as he looked at those people who fell to the ground dressed in Lin Guo's costumes.

Mo Chu sat cross-legged and folded his hands, "I am willing to use the wonderful method of Buddhism to pass away!"

Speaking, Mo Chu began to meditate, the sound of the grand Buddha spread all over the heaven and earth in an instant, and the light of the Huihong Buddha bloomed in an instant, with the incomparable wisdom of Buddhism, like a hanging Milky Way pouring into the world, exhausting the essence of the dead souls between the heaven and the earth.

The whole world was silent at this moment, as if sinking in the vast sea of Buddha, just like a bodhisattva, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, low eyebrows and Mo Chu chanted together.

After half a day, the sound of the Buddha slowly dissipated, and the chanting gradually subsided.

Mo Chu slowly got up and walked towards the corpse, "I'll take you home!"

Mo Chu's voice was a little hoarse, and then he stepped forward, and the mysterious light in his hand suddenly wrapped those corpses inch by inch, so that they would not rot in the short term.

Then began to transfer the bodies one by one, and put them all in the Sword Palace.

Fallen leaves also have to return to the roots, let alone people?

After half a day, Mo Chu transferred them in, Mo Chu didn't dare to stop, and put the sleeping Mo Qian and Bai Yan into the Sword Palace.

Immediately after that, one of them began to clean up the battlefield and collect the loot.

After Mo Chu took back the storage bags of those people, he directly distributed them to the people participating in the battle, and he did not have any left.

After that, he took out hundreds of collected Dao medicines and some pills, and distributed them to everyone again, which was a little insignificant compensation.

After doing this, Mo Chu slowly moved up, walked to the seven huge pits, and looked inside with cold eyes.

"I won't kill you because there are still many unjust souls who have not been appeased, and when I go back, I will use the blood of the seven of you as lamp oil to pay tribute to those unjust souls who died in your hands!"

After speaking, thousands of divine patterns appeared in the palms, intertwined into chains, tied them into zongzi, and hung them on the top of the Sword Palace.

Several sword rays flew out and slammed into their veins.

The seven of them let out a scream in unison.

"You damn it, your whole family should die!" Zhan Changfeng roared loudly, "If you kind of you're going to kill me!"

"No, it's going to cheapen you!"

Mo Chu glanced at the seven people, and the Sword Palace flew back, and then he disappeared between heaven and earth, leaving only a ruined scene of mountains and rivers.