A withdrawal word fell to mean that the Demon Gate no longer had the heart to fight, and as the Sword Sect became more and more courageous, the people in the Demon Gate completely collapsed, and they could no longer organize an effective block. One by one, the bodies retreated one after another, their bodies stained with blood, their eyes full of fear, and the color of despair filled the entire sky, rich and impossible to wield.

At the moment when the Demon Gate collapsed, the momentum of the Sword Sect reached a peak.

Call!

Suddenly, the Qingluan Divine Bird appeared, its colorful wings adorned with the beauty of the sky, and a burst of flames erupted from the ground, and the extreme high temperature swept away, swallowing up some of the Demon Sect disciples in an instant, and the screaming sound tore through the space.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The Ancient Fierce Beast Force also erupted at this moment, and its huge body formed a majestic and huge city wall, blocking the way of the Demon Gate. The oppressive ferocious aura spread out, making the people in the demon gate jaw-dropping.

All kinds of completely different but equally devastating offensives rushed over like a storm, causing the eyes of the people in the Demon Gate who were already in the Jedi to show a strong look of despair, their eyes widened in horror and despair, and their bodies were shattered.

"Die!"

Xiao Zhengtai Li Miaomiao held the holy fork in his hand majestic, his opponent was also a strong man of the Fork Sect, at this moment his eyes were looking at the Holy Fork in Xiao Zhengtai's hand in disbelief, his face flashed with a strong unwilling look, this should have belonged to the inheritance treasure of the Fork Sect, and he roared hard and fought back.

"Your fork is far from it. Xiao Zhengtai laughed hesitantly, and waved the holy fork in his hand: "Look at my fork, fork, rub! Why will I die soon." Xiao Zhengtai glanced at the corpse of the Fork Sect powerhouse who had already appeared in front of him with several blood caves, and immediately turned around and jumped up, and soon found the next opponent and launched a devastating offensive.

"Ken Yin!"

In the battlefield, Chen Jiajia and a Sword Sect Golden Immortal were inseparable, in the entire Sword Sect Valley Demon Gate forces, except for the ten battle generals of the Demon Gate, the most powerful person in the Golden Immortal was the mysterious Sword Sect, but he couldn't help the fate of falling. The Five Elements Divine Sword disappeared in a flash, and with it was Chen Jiajia's figure that disappeared.

In the next second, before the Sword Sect Golden Immortal had time to react, the Five Elements Sword Intent had already struck from one side like lightning, and there was no breath.

Bang!

The violent collision between the knife and the sword exploded into terrifying sparks. The Five Elements Divine Sword suddenly flashed out of a sharp and sharp momentum, and it rumbled away, shaking the sky and the earth. The body of the Sword Sect Golden Immortal flew out in defeat, and after a mouthful of blood spit out, his eyes instantly widened and rounded.

Shout!

The lightning flashed, and a head flew directly into the air, and after crossing a strange arc, it fell to the ground with no breath. The Golden Immortal of the Sword Sect fell, killing everywhere, and almost at the same time, Luo Tian's opponent was dead! The opponent of the Ancestral God, dead! Wen Renlan's opponent, dead! The Golden Immortal powerhouses of the Demon Gate fell one by one like meteors, and they fell in a pool of blood.

In terms of strength, they are a rare peak force in the world, but now after completely losing their fighting spirit, they can't cope with the impact of the Sword Sect that is like a rainbow, and in the blink of an eye, the entire ten battles will all be spared, and in addition, many other dragon protection family powerhouses have also been killed.

In today's battle, the major dragon guard families have gathered nearly seventy or eighty percent of their strength, and it can be said that if they are completely destroyed in the Sword Sect Valley, then these Praetorian Guard families are equivalent to suffering a disaster that is almost about to be wiped out. One by one, their eyes flashed with fear, unwillingness, and despair.

They should have enjoyed the joy of victory, but the appearance of one man turned the tide of the battle. The white clothes in the sky were extremely dazzling, reflecting the eyes of the people in the Demon Gate, like a divine sword directly inserted into their hearts. At this moment, they seemed to hear the sky, such an ancient voice sounded like a bell and drum, and the world was fixed.

It is clear to everyone that today's battle was entirely because of one person's sideways, which changed the direction of the entire war. The Sect Master of the Sword Sect, he is not the strongest person of the Sword Sect, but he is like the existence of the Dinghai Divine Needle. It was precisely like this, in the eyes of everyone in the Sword Sect, no one could shake the position of the Supreme Sect Master.

The killing did not stop, and when they thought of the previous picture of the Sword Sect disciple being dug up from the cemetery and frantically dividing the corpses, everyone couldn't suppress the monstrous hatred in their hearts. They are not willing to let go of even one of the demons. Today, it is destined to be an unprecedented picture of bloody killing, and the slaughter is fully vented.

The murderous aura contained in Liu Feng's calm eyes was like an undercurrent surging: "How is it?" At this moment, Liu Feng secretly said silently in his heart.

"The old devil still wants to struggle, but he doesn't have the slightest chance to break free. The voice of the Heaven Devouring Bowl Spirit sounded directly in Liu Feng's mind: "I have completely trapped him, but it will take at least a month to be able to completely refine him." So, I can't show up again for a month. Once the powerhouse of the Supreme Holy List is refined, the energy must be very majestic. The voice of the Heaven Swallowing Bowl Spirit was full of anticipation.

Liu Feng nodded gently, the words of the Heaven Swallowing Bowl Spirit were undoubtedly a complete sentence of the death penalty of the Thunder Supreme. The dignified supreme saint list is strong, such a way of death can be said to be aggrieved to the extreme. The Thunder Supreme really never dreamed that he would be planted in the hands of a little guy. The reason for this, he can only find the answer in the next life.

Swish!

As soon as Liu Feng turned his hand, he directly put away the Heaven Swallowing Bowl, and the golden brilliant light in his hand suddenly rose brightly, and the holy sword appeared, and the power of the king of the world pressed down.

Shout!

Liu Feng's body fell sharply directly, and he waved the golden sword in his hand, like a bamboo.

"There will be times when you ride the wind and waves, and you will sail straight to the sea. ”

Excalibur's blade slashed across the sky.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The killing in the Sword Sect Valley had climbed to a peak, and at this moment, people from the Demon Sect fell in a pool of blood almost every second, and it was extremely bloody. Everyone is stained with blood, and it doesn't matter if it's the enemy's or your own, what matters is how to kill the enemy, how to make the enemy die faster, brutal killing.

From the moment when the Thunder Supreme was devoured, it lasted for several hours, until the sunset in the West Mountain, when the sunset shone on the horizon, the killing sound in the Sword Sect Valley gradually subsided, only the sound of sporadic weapons colliding sounded from time to time, and the entire valley was full of blood.

One by one, the disciples of the Sword Sect stood in place, raising the blood-stained long sword in their hands high, and let out a huge roar that shook the heavens and the earth. This is a belated victory, Sword Sect, finally waited for this moment to come, and successfully took revenge!

"From today onwards, the Yanhuang Forbidden Guard family will only be left, the Sword Sect, the Spear Sect, the Stick Sect, and the Xuanyue Sect. Liu Feng whispered silently, and the figure stood in mid-air, as if carrying the sunset condensed above the entire firmament. The roaring sound vibrated in the valley, venting the anger and hatred that had been pent up for a hundred years.

"Second brother, have you all seen it?" With a sonorous sound, the evil god and demon sword in Luo Tian's hand was inserted into the ground, and his burly body knelt on the ground, raising his eyes to look up at the sky, his blood-red eyes flashed with crystal tears: "Have you seen it? The Sword Sect has risen! I have avenged you! I have avenged you! I have taken revenge!"

The loud voice shook the entire valley, full of sorrow, how he longed, today, at the moment of the victory of the Sword Sect, a hundred years ago with him to fight side by side, suffering a lot, guarding the brothers of the Sword Sect, and still being able to accompany him to share the joy of victory, and to step on the corpse of the enemy together to announce the complete and strong return of the Sword Sect.

"There is no one to bully my Sword Sect again. Liu Feng's figure fell beside Luo Tian and knelt down at the same time, and in front of them was a stone tablet, engraved with the four big characters of the Red Sword Throne. Liu Feng's mind involuntarily remembered the original scene, his eyes were moist, he straightened his chest and took a deep breath: "Give victory to my brother!"

Knort, Knort......

All the disciples of the Sword Sect plunged their swords into the ground in unison, and knelt down with a thud on their knees, this victory was given to their dead brother. The setting sun seeped into the valley with a faint ray, reflecting the blood-stained valley. One by one, the figures straightened their bodies and knelt on the ground, their expressions were solemn and solemn, even if this battle was won, it would be dedicated to the brothers first, let them know that the Sword Sect won in the end!

The cold wind whined by, and beside Liu Feng, Luo Tian also let out a cry without concealment, and the grief in his heart was unimaginable to outsiders. He cried loudly, as helpless as a child, and the red silk throne was also beside Luo Tian at some point, crying into tears.

The sky was filled with an incomparably desolate and cold aura, and there were only the two of them left in the Eight Great Thrones. No one could imagine how the Sword Sect had survived these hundred years, they had finally guarded this moment, but they couldn't escape the price of their brother's sacrifice after all. War is doomed to death and is inevitable.

In a big war, even if it is a powerful elite division, there will be casualties in the face of a group of defeated soldiers, not to mention this battle against demons, from the very beginning the Sword Sect has been at an absolute disadvantage, and it has persevered until now with its unyielding efforts.

Today, with the trapping of the Thunder Supreme, the fall of the ten generals of the Demon Gate, and the death of the powerhouses of the major Praetorian Guard families one after another, the power of the Sword Sect can be declared to be the absolute pinnacle of the earth. On Earth, they no longer need to fear any enemies, even if the strong people of the Demon Gate's headquarters pour out, the Sword Sect definitely has the power to fight.

"When I return from the Ten Thousand Swords Spirit River, it will be the time to wave the Demon Gate headquarters. ”

Liu Feng wiped the tears from his face and exhaled deeply.