Chapter 835: The Three Sects Fall

This time he was definitely caught off guard, when Song Qingshan was proud, he was suddenly attacked by the joint attack of the two sects, and under the ravages of the Holy Light Sword and the Fire God Furnace, a large number of Qingshan Sect disciples fell from the air screaming.

Song Qingshan roared angrily and said, "Do it, Elder Li, stop the Holy Light Sword Tiger Brother from the Fire God Furnace, and the rest of the elders will kill me." ”

After speaking, Song Qingshan sacrificed his magic weapon and faced an elder of the Holy Light Sect, a dragon-shaped green vine resisted a sun bead of the other party, and the white-haired elder and the rest of the elders sacrificed their magic weapons one after another, and the secret technique was exhausted, and the entire mountain and forest were full of disciples of the three sects who were fighting to the death for hundreds of miles.

However, to Song Qingshan's shock, there was no Elder Li Unjust in the crowd, he seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, allowing the two masters of the Holy Light Sect and the Danhuo Sect to urge the magic weapon to wreak havoc on his disciples, but the Qingshan Sect's mountain and river society map never appeared.

"What's going on? What about Elder Li? Why not fight? ”

The rest of the people also discovered this, but they couldn't find Li Injustice, the Qingshan Sect lost the treasure of the town sect, Chenguang and Chiyan glanced at each other, and directly urged the magic weapon to attack the other party's elders.

Ordinary magic weapons can't play much role in such a large-scale battlefield at all, but the treasures of the town religion are different, the treasures of the town religion are all powerful magic weapons, and they are not at all something that ordinary people can and resist, and even some elders can't resist the power of the treasure of the town religion.

Wang Ping turned into an ordinary disciple at this time, and no one around him could get close to him, and with one punch, the magic weapon was destroyed, and even people were torn apart, and blood was splashed everywhere.

Soon, all three parties discovered this unusual cultist, an elder of the Danhuo Sect urged his magic weapon to smash at Wang Ping, judging from the clothing, this person was definitely not a member of the Danhuo Sect, such a terrifying combat power, it was definitely a threat to keep it.

Wang Ping has tried his best to keep a low profile, but he didn't expect to be noticed, since this is the case, he simply showed his true colors and killed him. The disguise technique unfolded, Wang Ping restored his original face, and shouted, the peerless fierce knife Daguan knife fell into his hand, and slashed towards the elder's magic weapon.

While!

With a bang, Wang Ping was shocked back more than ten feet, and he also split the opponent's magic weapon away, after all, the other party is a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, and it is too far from his own realm, it is good to be able to protect himself, unless he uses secret techniques to urge out the Tianyin Death Knell, it is impossible to defeat the other party.

"Boy, who are you? How did you get in? This loud noise alarmed the rest of the people, and the elders and sect leaders of the three sects looked over one after another, but none of them recognized Wang Ping.

"Hahaha...... Lao Tzu is here to destroy the three of you black-hearted sects, do it! ”

Wang Ping knew that it was a bit of a suspense to be alone, and he had to wrap up the three old teachers of the human realm and the students of the ruffian class, even if the people from the Cangling faction and the Dan clan came to the door, he would not be the primary target.

With Wang Ping's words, the three masters and the elders were stunned, could it be that Wang Ping also came with a helper?

In this stunned kung fu, the three old teachers shot at the same time, and the three huge palms in the sky covered the sky and the sun, and there was a rhyme in the palms, as if pregnant with stars and lightning.

Boom, the three big palms fell at the same time, and a large number of disciples were directly slapped into flesh, and even the three palms and the elders couldn't bear the power of the people.

Wang Ping was dumbfounded, this is the real power, the real body of the person did not appear at all, but the slap that was conjured up had such power, it was simply terrifying, no wonder no one in the Emperor Academy had stood in the small city of crime for so many years, and no one dared to touch the tiger's whiskers.

With such combat power, even those ancient families and imperial sects that have a long tradition have to weigh it, and it is said that the Imperial Academy still has a backstage, and it is not something that ordinary people can move.

The three old teachers didn't even show their faces, and each of them gave a palm and said to Wang Ping: "The matter has been basically resolved, and we will not participate in the rest of the aftermath, so go back and let the students in the special class play." ”

Wang Ping naturally had no opinion, those elders had been severely injured by the three supremes, and although they were not dead at this time, they were only left coughing up blood on the ground, and they had no attack ability at all.

The ruffians in the special class are happy, and they usually have nothing to do in the academy, but now that they have a chance to fight in the bright light, they naturally won't let it go.

The addition of more than 20 new forces basically belongs to the kind of cleaning the battlefield, and some of the fish that slipped through the net are not their opponents at all, and when it is dawn, except for the corpses in the entire mountain forest, the rest are some small minions who are shallow in cultivation and can only wave their flags and shout.

Wang Ping was the first to find Song Qingshan, the head of the Qingshan Sect, read part of his memories with the soul searching technique, and directly led people to the headquarters of the Qingshan Sect, and blasted open the door of the treasure house with one punch, looting the treasures inside.

For hundreds of years, the Qingshan Sect has also gained a little, a full five hundred catties of spirit cores lying in the treasure house, which were directly collected by Wang Ping in a storage bag, and then the headquarters of the Danhuo Sect and the Holy Light Sect were also ransacked, and a total of nearly two thousand catties of spirit cores were obtained, which can be regarded as a bumper harvest.

Wang Ping is not a person who picks the door, he evenly divides these spirit cores with Bei Xiaobao and others, in the Emperor Academy, their cultivation environment is not good, and after having these spirit cores, the speed of cultivation can also be faster.

Only Wang Ping didn't know what to do with the Fire God Furnace and the Holy Light Sword, it was obviously inappropriate to keep it for himself, but there was no way to divide it, this thing belonged to the treasure of the town sect, and it was also a good magic weapon for a sect.

In the end, Pei Xiaobao and others jointly decided that no one should want these two magic weapons, and let Wang Ping take them for the time being, and then there will be new gains in the future, after all, he has a sect behind him, and Wang Ping is alone, and he needs a magic weapon to defend himself.

Since they said this, Wang Ping no longer shirked, sat in the main hall of the Qingshan Sect, gathered the remnants of the three sects, and ordered them to bury the corpses, and then observe their sea of knowledge with secret techniques.

Originally, there were more than 1,500 remaining disciples of the three sects together, but after this screening, there were only 800 people left, and these people were all kind-hearted, and they were very dissatisfied with the horse thieves in charge of the sect, but there were people who had no right to speak.

In addition, what made Wang Ping angry was that these bastards not only bullied the nearby villagers, but also robbed a lot of village women, and snatched back the slightest appearance for the lascivious pleasure of the disciples and elders.