It's not just the Eastern Holy Mountain that's like this, it's now the case with the Fallen Powers sect all over the world, it's not easy for a young man Wang Ci to take the overall situation alone, no one would have thought that during the Cosmic War, the Nine Gods would have been preserving their strength, but now they have suddenly risen.

In front of the gate of the East Holy Palace, Wang Ci fought more than a dozen opponents with a sword alone, these dozen people were all high-level Meteorite, the same level as Wang Ci, Wang Ci relied on the exquisite swordsmanship of the chain of three-edged killing, although the wounds on his body continued to increase, but he could still hold on for a while.

Some of the dozen or so people said while fighting: "Wang Ci, you better give up, you are not our opponent at all, and you still have so many disciples, you are not afraid of death, do you want them to die with you?"

Wang Ci snorted coldly and asked loudly, "My disciples, if you don't want to die, you can surrender now, I don't blame you." ”

His disciples, whether they were fighting or lying on the ground dying, all shouted at the top of their voices: "Master, we are not afraid of death, we will follow Master to Huangquan together!"

Wang Ci showed a smile on his face, the movements in his hands were more rapid, and he began to take a lifeless style of play, he just attacked, there was no defense at all, he knew that he was going to die today, and if he could kill one more, he would earn one.

One of the dozen or so people said angrily: "Very good, then I will kill your disciple first, and see if you are in pain." ”

With that, the man dodged out of the battle circle, came to one of Wang Ci's disciples, and cut off his head with a knife.

Then this person began to massacre, and those disciples of Wang Ci were all killed, they were no match for the high-level Meteor Venerable, not to mention that the disciples of the Nine Gods Society were not easy to mess with.

Wang Ci gritted his teeth and continued to fight with the other party, and after fighting for a while, he heard a member of the Nine Gods Society shouting: "Wang Ci, stop, otherwise none of your apprentices will survive." ”

Wang Ci took a few steps back and looked in the direction of the source of the sound, only to see that more than a hundred of his apprentices were all caught, each with a sword around his neck, some of these apprentices were angry, some were sad, and some were crying, but none of them resisted, they had completely lost their combat effectiveness.

A high-ranking Descendant of the Nine Gods Guild smiled, and this person had a long scar on his face, which reflected his smile very contentiously.

"Wang Ci, as long as you surrender and swear allegiance to the Nine Gods Society and the Great Japanese Empire, I will let your apprentice go, otherwise, you will watch the heads fall to the ground with your own eyes. Scarface said as he put the knife on the neck of a disciple of Wang Ci.

The disciple was very young, only sixteen or seventeen years old, he took a sip and said to Wang Ci: "Master, you must not promise him, the disciple is not afraid of death, and the disciple is willing to sacrifice his life to serve the country." ”

With that, he roared, leaned forward, and hit his neck against the blade, blood spurting into the sky, but his body did not fall.

Scarface pursed his lips and kicked his body aside, then came to the next disciple of the Eastern Holy Mountain, and put the knife on his neck: "I don't believe that you are all so good, you have the ability to kill yourself and show me." ”

Wang Ci's hand clenched the long sword, he couldn't wait to rush up and tear up the scarred face, but the apprentice was in the other party's hand, and he didn't dare to act rashly, this situation was the most torturous, and Wang Ci was tormented in his heart at this moment.

"Let me ask you again, will you surrender?"

Wang Ci didn't speak, although the disciple was a little scared, he also clenched his teeth, didn't say a word, Scarface waited for a while, saw that Wang Ci didn't react, his hand shook slightly, and the disciple's head fell to the ground.

Immediately after, Scarface killed more than a dozen people, some of these people cried bitterly, some scolded, but none of them begged for mercy, after killing a dozen, Scarface was also a little moved, I didn't expect these Chinese to be so backbone, Scarface also sighed in his heart: "Hey! If it weren't for the execution of orders, I wouldn't want to kill so many heroes, no way, all for the country!"

When the fourteenth was killed, the person was trembling all over, obviously he was very scared, the knife of the scarface was on his neck, and he motioned to Wang Ci with his gaze, Wang Ci simply closed his eyes, and came out of sight.

This disciple finally couldn't bear it anymore, and cried loudly, crying and saying: "Please, let me go, I don't want to die, I am willing to be loyal to the Great Japanese Empire!"

One of the disciples standing beside him was furious, raised his leg and kicked him on the waist, and at the same time said angrily: "Damn it! ”

The other disciples scolded one after another, but this person pretended not to hear, but turned to Wang Ci and said, "Master, you just promise them, I really don't want to die!"

Wang Ci sighed, the death of the apprentices made him feel sad, and the cowardice of this apprentice made him even more sad, he gritted his teeth, the long sword in his hand shook, and a red light shot out, hitting the disciple's chest, the man looked at Wang Ci with a blank gaze, not understanding why the master wanted to kill him.

Scarface laughed and said: "Hahahahahaha! See, this is your master, how despicable and shameless, he doesn't care about your life at all, do you still have to sacrifice yourself for him? Is it worth it? Hahahaha! This is the shameless face of the Chinese." ”

A female disciple of the Eastern Holy Mountain said angrily: "Shut up, you are not allowed to insult my teacher, we Chinese would rather die than give in, this scum is worthy of the title of the Eastern Holy Mountain and the Meteoric Ability, he deserves to die." ”

"Yes, the teacher did the right thing, we would rather die than give in. ”

"That's right, let these island people know what the backbone of the Chinese is!"

Those disciples of the Eastern Holy Mountain echoed one after another, and the chaotic voices of hundreds of people made Scarface's headache, and he killed one after another with a knife, and the noise not only did not stop, but became more intense.

Wang Ci turned the long sword upside down, and the tip of the sword was aimed at his heart: "It is impossible for me to give in, the Eastern Holy Mountain is in my hands, and I can only apologize with death and comfort the spirit of Yuan Liubo Mountain Lord in the sky." ”

As he spoke, Wang Ci stabbed the long sword hard, and at the same time he closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

"Master!" the disciples cried, but there was nothing they could do but watch Master's death.

Wang Ci closed his eyes, imagining that the pain of the long sword piercing his chest did not appear, but felt that his hand was being held, and the long sword could not advance for half a minute.

Wang Ci opened his eyes suspiciously, a pair of pale green eyes were staring at him, and there was actually a sense of reproach in his eyes.

Xu Tian threw the long sword in Wang Ci's hand on the ground and scolded: "You are so cowardly, you have learned the old lady's trick, I despise you!"