Hearing Tang Zhanlong's words, many sect masters, sect heads, and Dharma Protector elders all let out exclamations.

No one expected that the dignified martial saint powerhouse would be forced to this extent.

What everyone was even more shocked was that Tang Zhanlong had such determination and courage.

"Sect Master Tang, don't do it!"

"Sect Master, you have been cultivating for more than a thousand years to achieve today's achievements, how can you abandon your martial arts?"

"Sect Master Tang, please think twice!"

"Sect Master, you quickly apologize to the Sword God seniors, our War Dragon Sect surrenders, you must not destroy your skills!"

The Water Mirror Sect Master, the Wentian Sect Master, and the Dharma Protector Elders of the War Dragon Sect all opened their mouths to persuade Tang Zhanlong.

Tang Zhanlong was unwavering, his expression was miserable, and he showed a sneer full of self-deprecation.

"Hehehe...... You don't need to persuade me, I have made a big mistake, and I have come to this point, and I must pay a sufficient price to obtain the forgiveness of the Sword God seniors. ”

He slowly raised his head, ignoring the Burial Heaven Sword in front of him, staring at Ji Tianxing, and said in a solemn tone: "Sword God senior, it was you who gave half of the sword code to the juniors back then, so that the juniors could practice the four swords of the war dragon, be able to slash the enemy, and create the War Dragon Sect.

The younger generation is grateful and should have treated each other with the courtesy of a teacher......

Now that he has done such a thing of revenge, the younger generation regrets not being at the beginning!

The younger generation's skills and kendo attainments are all thanks to you.

Now, when the younger generation abolishes his martial arts, you will take back the gift of the year.

Only in this way can I make amends to you!"

After saying that, Tang Zhanlong closed his eyes with a firm expression, slowly raised his hand to perform his exercises, and slapped towards the Tianling Gai above his head.

The more than thirty powerhouses of the three sects and six sects suddenly raised their hearts to their throats, and their faces changed drastically, and they let out exclamations.

"Ahh

"Stop!"

"Sect Master Tang, don't be impulsive!"

However, Tang Zhanlong turned a deaf ear to everyone's exclamations and dissuasion, and slapped his right palm firmly and forcefully towards the Tianling Gai.

If this palm is hit, his life's strength will be dissipated, and his soul will be shattered.

At that time, he will become a wasted man, with only half a life left.

Ji Tianxing looked at him indifferently and didn't say anything.

It wasn't until his right palm was about to hit the Heavenly Spirit Gai that Ji Tianxing used his mind to manipulate the Firmament Great Array.

A vast divine power descended, forming an invisible big hand that locked Tang Zhanlong's right arm.

"Huh!"

His right arm was immediately pinned down and he could no longer move.

And his right palm was only half an inch away from the Heavenly Spirit Gai, and the surging golden light in his palm had almost touched the top of his head.

But it was this slight difference, but it was like a moat, so that he could not cross.

He was immediately stunned, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Ji Tianxing with doubts in his eyes.

"Sword God senior, you are ......"

The powerhouses of the three sects and six factions were also stunned, and they all showed a look of relief and greatly relieved.

Many people looked at Ji Tianxing with a puzzled look in their eyes.

Everyone couldn't figure it out, wasn't the Sword God senior very angry and vowed to kill Tang Zhanlong?

Why did Tang Zhanlong want to waste his skills, but he blocked it?

Don't...... Self-destruction of martial arts is not enough, he has to put Tang Zhanlong to death?

As soon as they thought of this, the powerhouses of the various sects all showed complicated expressions, and their hearts tightened.

Tang Zhanlong also realized this, showed a miserable smile on his face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, the majesty of the Sword God seniors cannot be desecrated, the juniors have offended you, they really deserve to die."

Since you refuse to forgive the junior, the junior can only apologize with death!"

He was completely desperate, no longer holding a trace of luck, and immediately wanted to use his skills to shatter his soul and kill himself on the spot.

He believed that as long as he apologized for his sins with death and relied on the style of the Sword God, he would never fight the Dragon Sect again.

But just as he was doing his luck, Ji Tianxing said expressionlessly: "Death is just an escape for a coward."

You think you'll be able to die as soon as you die, and who's going to make up for it, who's going to save you for the mistakes you've made?"

Suddenly hearing this, Tang Zhanlong was stunned again, and looked at Ji Tianxing in confusion.

"Sword God senior, what do you mean ......?"

He suddenly reacted, vaguely understood something, and his eyes swelled with excitement.

Ji Tianxing looked down at him and said in a deep voice: "For the sake of your sincere repentance, this seat will spare your life for the time being, and allow you to make meritorious contributions!"

This sentence just confirmed Tang Zhanlong's conjecture, and it immediately made his heart surge, revealing a happy smile full of the rest of his life.

He hurriedly kowtowed, and said in a sincere tone: "Thank you seniors for not killing! Thank you seniors for being magnanimous and willing to give juniors the opportunity to forgive their sins!"

Please rest assured that the juniors will never make mistakes again, and swear to support the seniors and Tianzhu Mountain!

The younger generation is willing to serve the dogs and horses, even if they sacrifice their lives!"

The powerhouses of the three sects and six factions, seeing such a result, immediately showed a happy expression, and then they were finally relieved.

Ji Tianxing retracted the Burial Heaven Sword with an expressionless face, waved his hand and shot out a cloud of silver fire, flying towards Tang Zhanlong's eyebrows.

Tang Zhanlong didn't dodge, and let the silver flame penetrate into the center of his eyebrows and enter his soul.

He knew very well that since the sword god said that he would not kill him, he would not take his life again.

If the Sword God really wanted to kill him, he would have been dead on the spot, and there would be no chance to resist.

Ji Tianxing said indifferently: "This star fire will lurk in your soul for half a month.

Half a month later, if I don't take it out with my own hands, the fire will detonate, and the Star Divine Fire will destroy your soul.

I mean, you should understand. ”

Tang Zhanlong hurriedly nodded and said, "Juniors know what to do, please rest assured!"

"Very good!" Ji Tianxing bowed slightly, expressing satisfaction with his attitude.

Then, Ji Tianxing looked up at the powerhouses of the three sects and six factions, pointed at everyone with the Burial Heaven Sword, and said in a deep voice: "Those who surrender, kneel! Those who do not obey, die!"

The sound of a knife as cold as a knife spread, causing everyone's bodies to shake, like falling into an ice cellar, and their bodies were cold.

More than thirty strong men all showed awe and fear in their eyes, and their expressions were quite complicated.

Kneeling down and surrendering, all efforts and planning were in vain, and many people were unwilling.

However, even Tang Zhanlong, a martial saint, could not resist the might of the sword god, so he could only surrender obediently.

Who would dare to disagree?

As a result, more than 30 strong men all knelt down and saluted.

There were only a few heads and Dharma protectors left, who only hesitated for a moment, and then knelt down.

"We will repent of our mistakes and swear allegiance to Tianzhu Mountain, and only ask for forgiveness from the predecessors of the Sword God and allow us to make meritorious contributions!"

Everyone knelt respectfully on the ground and shouted in unison.

The three sects and six factions were subdued by Ji Tianxing in this way, and it was easy, and the soldiers were bloodless.

Huanglong Dao and several elders all showed proud smiles, and they became more and more respectful and adoring for Ji Tianxing.

Only then did Ji Tianxing let go of his right hand and let the Burial Heaven Sword fly into the sky and return to the sword tablet.