The elder of the Sword Sect led the disciples to break through the wall in the backyard of the Sword Sect, and since most of the main forces were all gathered in front, the scattered defenses behind them were like swaying leaves, falling down at the slightest touch.

The shouts of killing, the sound of swords came and went.

Due to the disparity in strength, the disciples of the Sword Sect did not have the strength to parry at all, and all layers of defense were broken.

Stumps, arson, screams, one after another.

"Not a single one remains. ”

The elder of the Sword Sect looked at this situation without any mercy, just like he did with the Gun Tower more than ten years ago, even if he was a few years old, he didn't let go of a child.

But even so, the Sword Sect disciples still did not flinch.

If the leg is broken, you will grasp it with your hand, and if your hand is broken, you will bite it with your mouth. The killing qi in the heart will definitely not dissipate with the death of the body.

"The Sword Sect is generous, surrender and don't die. The elder of the Sword Sect held the long knife dripping blood in his hand, looked coldly at the dozens of Sword Sect disciples in front of him, and said in a deep voice.

The disciples of the Sword Sect looked at their classmates who had fallen beside them, they didn't say a word, their eyes were dark.

One of them threw the sword in his hand aside and silently walked towards the elder of the Sword Sect.

The elder of the Sword Sect looked at the other party like this, and his heart was very relieved: "The Sword Sect is nothing more than that. ”

He stretched out one hand forward, wanting to greet the surrendered Sword Sect disciple.

But in the next second, a murderous aura made his whole person take dozens of steps back.

He looked up and looked forward, only to see the Sword Sect disciple walking in the forefront, his eyes were black in blood, and his dark face had the courage to not be afraid of life and death.

A silver needle shot out from the tip of his tongue, which was directly blocked by the Sword Sect Elder, and immediately after, the entire person's body began to swell.

Slowly, the clothes began to tear, and the flesh began to expand like a balloon.

"This life is enough!"

As soon as this sound appeared, a huge popping sound instantly blasted all the Sword Sect disciples who were still in the dark around them into ashes.

The elder of the Sword Sect looked at this scene in amazement, obviously surrendering can be immortal, but he wants to use the most painful method to end this life, why is this?

As long as a cultivator steps into the door of cultivation, he can use the expansion of his aura to expand his body and self-destruct.

Its power is twice that of its own realm, but the pain is not something that ordinary people can bear.

If there is no determination to die, and no fearless faith. Ordinary people do not dare to use self-detonation at all. Because the self-explosion has not yet been completed, I am afraid that the whole person will be unable to bear the pain, and the whole body will directly festered and melt.

But just like this, none of the Sword Sect disciples were surprised, because they had already discussed it before.

If he is defeated, he will use his life to delay the enemy's movements.

The elder of the Sword Sect looked at the disciples of the Sword Sect who were coming one after another behind him, and kept directing them to attack, but he himself no longer dared to rush ahead.

"Sword Sect disciple Wang Can, beg for death here!" One person looked at several fellow disciples beside him, looked at each other and smiled, turned his head to look at the rushing enemy, and shouted loudly.

I saw him rushing with his sword, but when he ran, his whole body was constantly expanding.

Wang Can's sword pierced the enemy in front of him, but in the next second, his body also received the same attack.

Immediately after that, there is the third knife, the fourth knife ....

But the blood did not spurt out of Wang Can's body, giving them the feeling that it was like chopping on a lump of cotton.

It seems to be tangible, but in fact it is nothing.

The corners of Wang Can's mouth were raised to both sides, and the corners of his mouth were like a torn opening, although it was a smile, it felt more like a demon from hell.

"Bang!"

Blood and water were scattered in the air, like a light rain, watering this unforgiving world.

Wang Can's whole person dissipated into the sky along with dozens of Sword Sect disciples, and in this long history, no one would mention their names again.

The Elder of the Sword Sect looked at this scene in a daze, this was the first time he had seen this kind of scene.

He lived for almost a hundred years, was cornered, and very few people used self-detonation. Even in the gun building, he had never seen anyone use a self-detonation.

But now, he saw that both of them used self-explosion at one time, which directly refreshed his worldview.

But what follows is the ultimate fuse that becomes his inner demon.

The remaining eight Sword Sect disciples took a step forward at the same time, although they had different appearances, different heights, and different ages.

But they all have a fiery heart and a determined look.

They bit their fingers open, blood dripping onto the swords, and they rose in unison

Sword Sect Su smiled.

Sword Sect Lu Pinggao.

Sword Sect Ye Tian. ”

“.....”

At this moment, the eight voices were like earth-shattering thunder, falling into the desolation, making the surroundings so quiet.

Even the fires that were still burning around them stopped burning at this moment, and they paid high tribute to their bravery and determination.

"Here, see off the Sword Sect!"

The voice sounded again, Hong Zhong Dalu, the sound was not loud but like a vast sea.

Even the elder who was already in the Holy Realm was so frightened by its momentum that he poured his whole body's spiritual power into the lifeline.

Eight voices, eight people. It burst out in an instant, like fireworks on the ground, shaking the entire Sword Sect.

All the Sword Sect disciples present instantly turned into ashes, and the Sword Sect elders were also affected by it, making a long cut in his arm.

The sky, which had just dawned, slowly began to rain lightly, mixing the blood and water in the sky, and the places where the blood rain dripped grew their natural colors.

This is heaven and earth, seeing them off.

They seem so small in the vast sea of people, just a drop in the ocean.

After his death, no one remembers their names except his own relatives and friends. Even in this war, their sacrifice will not be a decisive factor.

But, even so, they still made their own decisions.

In order to have sacrifices and ambitions, the sun and the moon can change the sky.

They lived in the Sword Sect, and the Sword Sect gave them a different life and taught them how to understand the world.

So they chose to give back to the Sword Sect with their lives, even if this light was fleeting.

Li Danda's location was not far from here, and he could see everything clearly, but he still didn't choose to go up to help.

Because he recognized it, it was the elder of the Sword Sect, he was afraid of death, he was afraid of not winning.

Although the rabbit subdued the tiger, he still did not dare to act.

I'm afraid that's what really keeps him in his subconscious and causes him to be timid.

However, the fact that cowardice is cowardly does not mean that he does not cherish his life.

In order to protect the safety of his life, he had already set up countless mechanisms in this house, and if it weren't for the powerhouse of the Dacheng Realm, it would be impossible for him to set foot in this place for half a minute.

This is Li Danda's unique timid way, and the conflict does not seem strange.