Now he is even more arrogant, coming to the door, wanting to exterminate us?"

A powerful momentum burst out from his body, and the air around the spirit was stagnant, almost solidified, unable to circulate.

A hint of jealousy flashed in the eyes of the four white-clothed people, and suddenly a white-clothed person stood up, her figure was delicate and beautiful, her clothes were like snow, the green silk was bundled, and her expression was cold. The voice was soft, but it was full of cold breath, obviously a female voice: "Your Heavenly Palace hurts the heavens and harms reason, and maliciously hunts and kills the Zhuji monks, which has already aroused the anger of the monks all over the world, and all the monks in the world are eager to attack you in groups, how can we be well water and not violate the river water? I, Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion, and this group of evil people in your Heavenly Palace will always be hostile! There is no reason to attack you, if you want us to give an explanation, then I will only tell you this." We, the Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion Sword Trial Disciples, will destroy you on behalf of the justice of the world!"

The voice was cold but not humble or arrogant, and the snow-white skin was full of expression, this female disciple of the Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion said in a cold voice without mercy or fear.

"Hahaha!" The blue-shirted man suddenly laughed, laughed three times, and then his face became completely gloomy, he looked at the four of them coldly, and said in a cold voice: "Since this is the case, you Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion disciples like to uphold justice so much, then, none of you want to leave today, let me stay!"

As soon as these words came out, all the blue-shirted people and black-clothed people behind him moved their hands and blasted towards the four of them. And the four blue-shirted people who built the foundation of the Great Perfection seemed to disdain to do anything with them, clasping their hands to their chests, and looking at their subordinates frantically attacking the four with a cold face.

"My Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion disciple is not someone who can stay, the world is so big, there is no place for me Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion to try the sword, I can't go!" The woman in white, her cold face was full of pride, and she said lightly, saying that it was extremely natural.

The three male disciples behind her immediately protected her and slaughtered her.

Rumble!

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, countless sword lights were shining, as if ten thousand swords were firing together, and the three white-clothed disciples used all their strength to send out peerless sword moves, blasting away all the attacks of the Dao Method, magic weapons, and some talisman spirit weapons that were blasting towards them.

And the sword qi was mighty, and it blasted towards all the people around it frantically!

Woohoo!

The blasting sound of sword qi piercing the air sounded violently, and every sword light flashed was the time when a man in black died!

Rumble!

The three white-clothed disciples suddenly all gave up their defenses, turned into the most fierce attack, and the human sword was one, and they slaughtered into the black-clothed crowd in a frenzy! Regardless of it, they didn't care about the bombardment of the blue-shirted people behind them, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, slaughtering frantically.

The speed like lightning flashed among the black-clothed people, and the sword light suddenly erupted in the lightning, and all of them were shrouded in sword light within a radius of dozens of zhang!

Wherever the sword light flashed, there were all places where the screams were endless, and countless black-clothed people couldn't defend against the sword light bombardment of the three Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion disciples at all. The fragile defensive shield of the defensive spirit weapon was like brittle glass, blasted by the sword light, shattered one after another, and the human head and body were instantly blown away by the sharp sword light!

The speed and attack of the sword cultivator at this moment, the perfect explosion!

The three disciples of the Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion, when they were flying wildly, passed by the people in black, setting off a bloody storm and killing all the people in black to the ground. They didn't entangle with the blue-shirted powerhouses who were chasing after them at all, and only chased and killed those black-clothed people in the foundation building period.

It doesn't matter if the man in black is dead or not, whether he can withstand the sword light.

They only turned into a sword light in those black-clothed groups and rushed through, like a sharp arrow, shooting at the black-clothed man, the momentum was terrifying, and the sound of explosion in the air rang out, like a bomb, and the boom kept going!

Passing through the black-clothed crowd, countless sword lights suddenly erupted from their bodies and swept in all directions. Bombarded a man in black to death!However, three disciples of the Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion. Like a fighting machine, it didn't stop at all, rushing to another place, in the crowd of black.

The sword light erupted again, sweeping away the man in black, as if killing garbage, and the man in black had no power to resist at all. There was no power to fight back, and the disciples of the Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion were bombarded and killed.

The spiritual weapon attacks of the many black-clothed men turned into jokes in front of the astonishing flight speed of the Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion disciples, and they all fell behind the Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion disciples, and they couldn't catch up with the speed of the three disciples of the Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion at all.

Boom Boom!

One after another, the black-clothed men were bombarded and killed, and blood flowed down violently, dyeing the entire snow-white snow-white mountain into a blood-red blood-black! The snow-capped mountain almost became a bloody mountain!

The four blue-shirted monks who had built the foundation of the Great Perfection clasped their hands to their chests. With a cold face, he looked at the ground and the men in black were slaughtered. When a black-clothed man fell into the hands of the Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion disciples, they didn't show any emotion, let alone any regret. Instead, it was like looking at ants with eyes, seeing the ants dying one by one, and being indifferent. Even though these ants are doing things for them, they don't show any regret.

These black-clothed men are just their cannon fodder, cannon fodder used to consume the aura of the disciples of the Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion.

What's the pity of cannon fodder? This kind of cannon fodder, a batch of deaths. They can train another batch out at any time. With organizational competence. Cannon fodder can be thrown into mountains, mountain after mountain. Die a batch. Organizationally, another batch can be transferred to them immediately!

As long as they can consume a trace of the enemy's aura, they are willing to spend a lot of cannon fodder to sacrifice. Compared with the lives of these cannon fodder, the lives of these blue-shirted people are the most noble, and they can't suffer any injuries.

Obviously, the disciples of the Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion knew these blue-shirted people very well, and knew that they valued their lives more important than the sky, but when they looked at the lives of those black-clothed people, they were like ants.

No matter how much they die, they can't be moved in the slightest, and they don't feel half a pity!

Someone killed dozens of men in black, hundreds of men in black, as long as you don't stop them from doing things, they won't pay any attention to you. If you kill their own kind and kill a blue-shirted person, whether it is from the foundation building period or the foundation building period, they will feel furious, they will feel that you are challenging their dignity, and they will be angry and desperate with you!

For these, the disciples of the Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion were very clear.