Chapter 1218 Holy Sword Soul, Now!

"Who dares to be arrogant in my Yonghe City!"

As soon as Qin Lang walked out of Xiaoyue Tower, a burly armored general came with a team of dozens of armored soldiers, and the fierce gods surrounded Qin Lang in the middle, and they all pulled out their weapons to besiege Qin Lang.

They were the patrol team, and they rushed over as soon as they heard that there was a disturbance here.

Of course, if they knew that City Lord Lin and Deputy City Lord Hou had been killed by Qin Lang in seconds, they would not dare to take the initiative to rush forward if they were given a hundred dares.

"Die!"

A word burst out of his mouth, and Qin Lang pointed into a knife and waved it in front of him!

"Whew!"

One after another energy swords poured out, directly cutting the armored generals and dozens of armored soldiers into two sections, and the blood stained the entire street.

The next moment, Qin Lang's figure rose to the sky, standing out of thin air above Yonghe City, and the sound was like a bell, resounding throughout Yonghe City:

"Listen to all the disciples of the Qingshan Sword Sect in Yonghe City, your city lord and deputy city lord have been killed by me, and their lives have been lost in Huangquan, if you want to live, get out of Yonghe City immediately, otherwise there is only one way to die!"

"Who is so arrogant that he dares to shout at the Qingshan Sword Sect in public!"

"The city lord and deputy city lord of Yonghe City have been killed?

"Actually let the people of the Qingshan Sword Sect get out of Yonghe City, this person is too arrogant!"

Qin Lang's voice fell into everyone's ears, and almost everyone showed extremely stunned and shocked expressions, and their eyes fell on Qin Lang in mid-air.

"My Qingshan Sword Sect's territory is also something you can mess around!"

"Look for death!"

Several armor leaders rose to the sky, drew their long swords behind them, and besieged Qin Lang.

"You're looking for death!"

Qin Lang's eyes were cold, and the palm knife roared out, the cold light flashed, blood splashed, and several armor leaders were directly split in half!

The figure of hundreds of people who were ready to rush towards Qin Lang was stunned for a moment, Qin Lang's combat power was too strong, and no one dared to rush forward.

"I'll give you one last chance, either get out of Yonghe City and disassociate yourself from the Qingshan Sword Sect, or stay in Yonghe City and wait for death!"

Qin Lang's cold voice was like a god of death descending, reaching the ears of everyone in Yonghe City.

"Run!"

"Run!"

Many disciples of the Qingshan Sword Sect had already been frightened, and they rushed to the city gate one by one, and then under the hint of Qin Lang's divine sense, Wu Yuanyi and Wan Daowei let these people flee from Yonghe City.

In just a few minutes, at least nine-tenths of the entire Qingshan Sword Sect had fled Yonghe City, and only one-tenth of the Qingshan Sword Sect's disciples were not afraid of death and gathered towards Qin Lang.

"Even your city lord and deputy city lord were killed by me in seconds, and you dare to stay, it seems that you people are all tired of living!"

His gaze swept over the more than a thousand Qingshan Sword Sect disciples who had gathered towards him, and Qin Lang smiled lightly.

"Although we know that we are not your opponent, as a disciple of the Qingshan Sword Sect, we must not discredit the sect, and we would rather die in battle than run away!"

"That's right! The big husband does something and doesn't do anything, and we are by no means greedy for life and afraid of death!"

"My disciples of the Qingshan Sword Sect can't be killed, although I can't escape death today, there are always fellow disciples who will avenge us!"

The faces of the thousand Qingshan Sword Sect disciples were full of death, and they glared at Qin Lang angrily, and they opened their mouths one by one and shouted.

"Yes, yes, I originally thought that all the people of the Qingshan Sword Sect were hopeless, but now it seems that they are not useless, there are still some disciples who are strong in blood and strength and adhere to their principles!"

The smile on Qin Lang's face became a little thicker, and he nodded with a smile.

"You...... You're not going to kill us?"

Hearing Qin Lang's voiceover, many disciples of the Qingshan Sword Sect looked at each other, Qin Lang had threatened to kill those who stayed before, but now he didn't seem to have the intention of killing them?

"Why should I kill you?"

Qin Lang shook his head and asked rhetorically.

Qing Zhichen's conspiracy to betray Qingshan, those high-level powerhouses of the Qingshan Sword Sect would be involved, but Qin Lang believed that these low-level Qingshan Sword Sect disciples would never be involved.

Qin Lang deliberately killed the top of the Qingshan Sword Sect in public, just to see how many martial artists at the bottom of the Qingshan Sword Sect were still loyal to the Qingshan Sword Sect.

These people are all the hard work of Qingshan's predecessors, the hope of the Qingshan Sword Sect in the future, how could Qin Lang kill innocents indiscriminately and do something to these people?

"Then why did you leave us behind?"

The disciples of the Qingshan Sword Sect looked at each other with puzzled faces.

"Because what happened next, only those who are loyal to the Qingshan Sword Sect are qualified to know and witness it with their own eyes!"

Qin Lang's voice suddenly sharpened, his eyes looked around at more than a thousand Qingshan Sword Sect disciples, and then his arm suddenly waved in their expectant gaze!

"Zheng!"

A crisp sword groan came out, as if the dragon roared in the four fields, the aura of heaven and earth suddenly gathered in front of Qin Lang, and in the center of the aura of heaven and earth, a simple and vicissitudes of cyan sword appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"Qingcang Divine Sword!"

"It's the Qingcang Divine Sword!"

"It's the Holy Sword Soul of my Qingshan Sword Sect!"

The faces of more than a thousand Qingshan Sword Sect disciples changed drastically, and one by one they showed extremely shocked expressions, looking at the cyan sword condensed in front of Qin Lang!

Since the first second they joined the Qingshan Sword Sect, they have been extremely respectful to the Qingcang Divine Sword, it can be said that without the Qingcang Divine Sword, there would be no current Qingshan Sword Sect!

Therefore, the moment Qin Lang sacrificed the Qingcang Divine Sword, the more than a thousand disciples present all recognized the Qingcang Divine Sword!

At this moment, more than a thousand Qingshan Sword Sect disciples were all in a commotion!

The Qingcang Divine Sword is the treasure of their Qingshan Sword Sect, and it is also a symbol of the identity of the leader!

In their impression, the Qingcang Divine Sword should have been in the hands of Qing Shan, the ancestor of the Open Sect, how could it fall into the hands of Qin Lang?

"That's right, this sword is the Qingcang Divine Sword of your Qingshan Sword Sect, and it is also one of my martial souls!"

Qin Lang let out a low snort, and the Qingcang Divine Sword slowly spun around him, like a naughty child.

"How did you get the treasure of my Qingshan Sword Sect's Zhen Sect? Did you take advantage of my Qingshan Patriarch's retreat to sneak attack and take away the Qingshan Patriarch's Holy Sword Soul!"

A tall Qingshan Sword Sect disciple opened his mouth and shouted, and the more than a thousand Qingshan Sword Sect disciples around him looked at Qin Lang with a fierce gleam, and many of them clenched their fists, ready to move, wanting to besiege Qin Lang.

"You are all disciples of the Qingshan Sword Sect, you should know better than me, if it weren't for the Qingshan seniors who took the initiative to teach me the Qingcang Divine Sword, I wouldn't have been able to get it at all!"

Qin Lang smiled confidently and said slowly.

"That's right. The Holy Sword Soul of my Qingshan Sword Sect is not an ordinary martial soul, it can be captured by someone at will. ”

A disciple said suddenly.