Outside the Sword Pavilion.

The Demon Sect Sect Leader Yue Wanshan and the Cold Ice True Man are in the middle of a big battle.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth darkened, and then the glory bloomed, and the simple and solemn Sword Pavilion radiated ten thousand rays of light.

The crowd exclaimed.

Bai Yun Zhenren jumped out of the battle group first, looking up at the Sword Pavilion in a daze.

Lingyin Zhenren and Hanbing Zhenren also stopped attacking and jumped out of the way.

Yue Wanshan was fighting, and suddenly there was no one, he looked back, and his expression suddenly changed greatly.

The entire Sword Pavilion was shrouded in a peaceful colorful light, and from a distance, a huge sword standing up to the sky and the earth was faintly visible.

"Holy Sword!"

"Holy Sword!"

The cheers and shouts resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The true holy sword only exists in legends, and no one has ever seen what it looks like.

A frenzied frenzy swept the heavens and the earth.

"The disciples have guarded the Sword Pavilion for generations, and today they can see the dignity of the Holy Sword, please accept the disciple salute!"

With tears in his eyes, Han Bing Zhenren abandoned his sword and bowed down.

Baiyun Zhenren, Lingyin Zhenren, and even Shenxiu Zhenren, who had been hesitating, also fell to the ground.

Everyone knelt down.

Apart from......

Yue Wanshan and the five ghosts he brought!

Five pairs of eyes kept peeking at Yue Wanshan.

To kneel or not to kneel?

Yue Wanshan clenched his fists and clenched the roots of his teeth.

From the constantly flickering light, he could feel the boundless murderous aura!

To worship or not to worship?

He was also at war between man and god.

Eighteen hundred years!

What are you doing?!

Yue Wanshan's eyes widened and widened......

"Be careful!"

Baihua Zhenren exclaimed.

But......

It's too late.

Yue Wanshan turned around suddenly, turning into a black light, flashing in front of the few people kneeling in front of him like lightning!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Bai Yunzhen received a slap in the chest, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground on his back.

Lingyin Zhenren was not spared, and when he was stunned, he felt that his eyes were dark, and he was hit hard in the chest, and he fainted with a scream.

Han Bing Zhenren sensed that something was wrong, and when she wanted to get up and dodge, it was too late, Yue Wanshan put a palm on her left shoulder, a huge pain came, half of her body lost consciousness, and flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Yue Wanshan struck a blow and quickly retreated to the same place.

"Yue Wanshan, you dare to commit murder in the Holy Sword, and you can't destroy the clan?"

Although Baihua Zhenren has regained some strength, he is still weak.

"Kill him!"

When the disciples of all factions witnessed this scene with their own eyes, they were all filled with righteous indignation, and they were about to rush up with their swords drawn.

But right here, the heavens and the earth were dark again, and the holy sword disappeared......

The divine light was full, the heavens and the earth were the same, and the Sword Pavilion restored its original face, standing there like a sculpture.

Everyone was stunned.

What about the Holy Sword?

"Hahaha!"

Yue Wanshan's wild laughter echoed between heaven and earth.

"Holy Sword?hahaha! Holy Sword!"

"Today, the Holy Sect has officially returned to the mainland, everyone has heard it clearly, those who are willing to become Holy Sect members stand on the left, and those who want to die will stick out their heads and let me cut them off!"

"Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish!"

No one responded.

Hard doesn't work?

"Elders and above, each fief is three thousand!

"The disciples below the green ring have five hundred fiefs each! the blue ring disciples have one thousand fiefs, and the purple ring disciples have two thousand fiefs!"

Still no one moved.

Yue Wanshan's expression turned cold.

Soft and hard not to eat?

"Elder Yang, aren't you going to say something?"

Yue Wanshan's gaze fell on Elder Yang Baifa who was hiding behind the elders.

Elder Yang's face turned red, he looked left and right with a whin, and took two steps forward, "My subordinates are willing to obey the Holy Lord's orders!"

"Dad, are you crazy?"

Yang Qiuyu jumped out of nowhere.

"Shut up!"

Yang Bai said angrily, "What do children know, there is no holy sword in the Sword Pavilion at all, and it is natural for the Holy Sect to return, so we naturally want to follow the tail wing of the Holy Sect and work together to achieve the Great Dao of Immortality." ”

"Dad, they're demons!"

Yang Qiuyu was so anxious that tears were about to fall.

"Alright!

Yang Baifa kept glancing at her, but Yang Qiuyu didn't pay attention to it at all, pulled out his sword and jumped in front and shouted, "Demon Sect Demon, from now on, I will break Yang Baifa in two, I am a disciple of Baiyun Peak, and I will not enter the Demon Dao!"

"Good!"

The applause rushed to the sky, Liu Zhanyuan's face was flushed, and he took a step forward to stand beside her with his sword in his hand.

"How can that be!

Yang Bai was furious, rushed forward and raised his hand to slap him, beating Yang Qiuyu stunned, tears pouring down, "Dad, you hit me?"

"Didn't you cut me off? and call me daddy? What if I kill you?"

"You ......"

Yang Qiuyu took a few steps back, suddenly turned around and shouted at the Sword Pavilion, "Senior brother, come out quickly!

"It's useless to call anyone!"

Yang Baifa flew forward and slapped her shoulder twice, and Yang Qiuyu's body fainted as soon as she became weak.

"Elder Yang, you're ready to join the Demon Sect, aren't you?"

Elder Wang of the Discipline Hall stared at Yang Baifa with frost on his face.

"Elder Wang, you don't want to?"

"If you want to surrender to the enemy and betray Baiyun Peak, you have to pass my level first!"

With that, he jumped in front of Elder Yang and drew his sword.

Elder Yang smiled coldly.

Before Elder Wang could stand firmly, the figure behind him flashed, Yue Wanshan suddenly pounced, raised his hand and imprinted a palm on the back of his head, Elder Wang fell to the ground with a scream, his head was already shattered.

"Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish!"

Yue Wanshan raised his head and shouted to the sky.

Everyone was startled and did not speak again.

"Who wouldn't?"

"Sect Master Yue, what do you mean by this, do you want to go on a killing spree?"

Elder Spiegel frowned.

"Old Spiegel, are you still convinced?"

"The old man's skills are not as good as others, so naturally he doesn't dare to do anything with the sect master. But as an elder of Lingyin Peak, without the guidance of the sect master, I am still an elder of Lingyin Peak!"

"Stubborn!"

Yue Wanshan turned his head to look at the disciples of the various sects, "What about you?"

No one spoke.

Although no one answered him, the expression on everyone's face was the same, that is: unwilling.

Yue Wanshan said, "I don't want to kill in vain, so let's do it, each of your factions will find the person with the highest level of cultivation, as long as he can defeat any of the five ghosts, I won't force you to join this sect, how about it?"

"Good!"

Ximen Ding's face was flushed, and he stepped forward with his sword, "I hope that Sect Master Yue will be true to his words!"

"Big ghost, here you come!"

Yue Wanshan snorted coldly and stepped aside, meditating cross-legged.

One of the five ghosts came out. This person has sharp beak monkey gills, large eyes and small eyes, and a mouth full of big yellow teeth, which is extremely ugly.

He smiled wickedly and drew his sword and pointed at Simondin, "Boy, where are you?"

"Master, my Lingyin Peak senior disciple Ximen Ding!"

"Lingyin Peak?"

The big ghost sneered again and again, "I'll use your Lost Trace Sword to win you!" With that, he jumped up and slashed at Ximending's head.

Simon didn't dare to slack off, raised his sword to meet each other, and the two fought together.