After all, people's hearts are unpredictable, and if these surrendered people regret it in the future, the damage to the Taichu Sect will be even greater at that time, so it is better to destroy them all directly, and it will be a hundred.

Wu Xuan and Jiang Xu, who were standing behind Yang Yuxi, had both gloating and regret on their faces, and their expressions could be described as extremely complicated.

The power of one of the twelve holy lands like the Sword Pavilion has now reached the point of exhaustion, and even before today, the Sword Pavilion was still infinitely beautiful in Zhongzhou.

And now, the entire range of the Sword Pavilion has become a sea of blood, and the thick bloody aura makes them a little unbearable for the older generation.

"Holy Son, is that okay? If the Sword Pavilion can be a slave, it will be of greater benefit to my Taichu Sect. Jiang Xu, who was beside Yang Yuxi, heard the roar of the Sword Pavilion Elder, and after thinking for a while, he said to Yang Yuxi.

"As long as they offer their soul seals, we are not afraid that they will repent, Holy Son?"

Wu Xuan on the side also nodded secretly when he heard this, although the remaining strength of the Sword Pavilion at this moment was far inferior to that of its heyday, but it was also comparable to the general big forces, especially the more than twenty Creation Realm elders, if they became the slaves of the Taichu Sect, it would also be a huge leap for the strength of the Taichu Sect.

"No, they don't deserve it. Only perishing is the fate of the Sword Pavilion! Yang Yuxi shook his head and said with murderous intent.

For the people of the Sword Pavilion, Yang Yuxi didn't believe it at all, and he didn't want to control these elders whose cultivation had not yet reached the sixth level of the Creation Realm, their strength was too weak, and it was not worth him to do this at all.

It's better to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, not to mention, he can also receive the luck points of the system reward, there is no need to give up the system's reward in order to subdue these low-strength elders.

"Boom!!"

At this moment, a terrifying momentum erupted violently, directly pressing on those Sword Pavilion elders and disciples, causing them, who were already injured, to pounce and kneel directly on the ground.

"Primordial Venerable?? What kind of cultivation is this? ”

Feeling this incomparable might, the Sword Pavilion elders below were full of shock, and when they looked up, they found that Chu Fengchen and Nangong Moyu, who were facing each other in the void, had already started a war, and this terrifying and invincible momentum erupted from Chu Fengchen's body.

At this time, everyone in the Sword Pavilion below was trembling, the power of the Primal Sect Venerable was not something they could resist at all, even if it was in their heyday, it would be destroyed like a wither.

Not to mention that they were already injured now, and the power was like a terrifying mountain pressing down on them, making them almost breathless.

And Feng Wuchen, Jiang Dong and the others, who were not affected by Chu Fengchen's air cushion, also took the opportunity to start harvesting the lives of the Sword Pavilion elders on a large scale.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the elders of the entire Sword Pavilion had been wiped out, and even those disciples were already very few left.

With the passage of time, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion fell to the ground one by one, and soon all the disciples of the Sword Pavilion were destroyed, and none of them were spared.

"Ding, congratulations to the master for destroying the Sword Pavilion, one of the twelve holy places, and completing 500% of the side quest (3) and obtaining 500,000 luck points!"

When Yang Yuxi was pondering, the voice of the system quietly sounded in his mind, which made the corners of his mouth hook, and his heart was overjoyed.

Coupled with the previous little more than 300,000, now there are a total of 803,300 luck points, and he can finally open the passage of the small world, how can he not be happy.

"Congratulations to the Holy Son, after this battle, the prestige of the Holy Son will once again resound throughout the Immortal Ancient Continent!" At this moment, Feng Wuchen, Jiang Dong and the three puppets came to Yang Yuxi's side, and Jiang Dong laughed loudly.

Looking at Jiang Xu who was standing beside Yang Yuxi, Feng Wuchen and the others saluted respectfully, whether it was Jiang Xu's cultivation or his terrifying strength, they were worthy of their respect.

Being able to resist five powerhouses of the same level with the cultivation of the late stage of the Ninefold Creation, and there is also a person with the peak cultivation of the Ninefold Cultivation Sect, this is enough to show Jiang Xu's strength.

What's more, after going back, as long as Jiang Xu retreats for a while, then he will definitely be able to become the realm of perfection of creation, the fifth strongest person of the Taichu Sect, of course, they will treat him respectfully.

At this moment, the battle in the void was nearing its end, and Chu Fengchen was only heard shouting.

Then the shocking scene happened, as one of the twelve holy places, the Sword Pavilion covers a large area, and there are beautiful mountains and rivers around it.

But with Chu Fengchen's loud shout, those gorgeous palaces directly shattered, rocks splashed, and the fluctuations even soared into the sky, collapsing the clouds.

What a domineering thing this is, a furious collapse of mountains and rivers, a roar that shatters the mountains and rivers, and the smoke and dust are monstrous.

Everyone present was deeply shocked by Chu Fengchen's domineering spirit, and the figure of looking up to the sky and roaring was even more like engraved in their minds, and they couldn't forget it for a long time.

At this time, Chu Fengchen's spirit and spirit climbed to the extreme, his long silver-white hair was scattered like a waterfall, his eyes were like knives, and he stared straight at the terrifying offensive on the opposite side, and his fighting intent was monstrous.

He wielded the Primal Immortal Sword, which spun like a whirlwind, and then violently exerted force, enveloping a terrifying storm of sword qi, and attacked towards that attack.

Bang!

Heaven and earth cracked, and a cold sword shone brightly, reflecting the nine heavens and becoming eternal!

Chu Fengchen's figure seemed to be fused with the Taichu Immortal Sword, turning into a huge and dazzling sword light, rushing straight towards the attack that Nangong Moyu had turned into with all his strength.

"Boom!"

The two incomparable attacks collided together in an instant, and terrifying fluctuations erupted, and where they passed, mountains and rivers collapsed, and the void shattered.

Yang Yu, Xifeng Wuchen and the others in the distance were directly swept away by this terrifying fluctuation, and all of them were spitting blood from their mouths, and their expressions were sluggish, even if it was just the aftermath, it was still not something that their level could resist.

After stabilizing their figures, Yang Yuxi, Feng Wuchen and the others widened their eyes and stared at the smoke and dust that rushed into the sky.

They all want to see what happened to Chu Fengchen, the number one master in the world, and whether Nangong Moyu is dead?

"Shhh

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the scene in the void above the Sword Pavilion suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, only to see that a huge void crack tens of thousands of miles long passed through the sky above the entire Sword Pavilion, like an abyss, terrifying.

However, what surprised them even more was that Chu Fengchen was intact, although his aura fluctuated a little, there was not a trace of scars on his body, and in front of him, there was still a figure!

"Sect Master Chu, he is worthy of being the strongest person in the world, and I am not unjustly dead, but the natural physique of the contemporary Divine Son of my Divine Dao Palace is even higher than mine, I hope you can resist his revenge!"

Nangong Moyu, who was opposite Chu Fengchen, turned pale, but he still said indifferently, as if he was not afraid of death.