Chapter 1803: Action

"Listen, everyone in the Danxin Holy Sect. From now on, those who are willing to serve the Zhaoyang Empire must stand on my side within thirty breaths."

Bai Lu said calmly, "If there are people who are unwilling to serve the Zhaoyang Empire, kill them without mercy."

As soon as Bai Lu said this, the faces of the people in the Danxin Holy Sect at the scene suddenly changed.

This was very different from what they imagined. They originally thought that the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire had only sent two envoys to negotiate terms, but now it seems that these two people actually wanted to purge their Danxin Holy Sect on the spot!

Only two young people who were not yet in the Return to Void Realm came to purge the Danxin Holy Sect. Naturally, Sect Master Yu and others could not accept it and felt extremely humiliated.

"What a joke. Today, all the elites of our Danxin Holy Sect are here. Are you sure you want to fight to the death with us?"

Temple Master Huangfu said angrily.

"Fight to the death?"

Bai Lu sneered softly, "Do you think I need to fight to the death with you? You really think highly of yourself. Do the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire need to fight to the death to kill you?"

As he spoke, Bai Lu waved his hand, and a silver-armored warrior in the Return to Void Realm roared and attacked Huangfu Hall Master with his weapon in hand.

Huangfu Hall Master saw that the silver-armored warrior in the Return to Void Realm was coming aggressively, and he also got angry. He snorted coldly, and instead of retreating, he pushed forward with both hands, and a powerful wall of true energy gushed out.

Obviously, he didn't believe it either. Could this silver-armored warrior be stronger than himself?

Boom!

The silver-armored warrior's weapon smashed down, just in time to counter Huangfu Hall Master's palm.

Bang!

The jade plate hanging on Huangfu Hall Master's neck suddenly flashed with light without warning, and then the entire jade plate disappeared.

The body of Huangfu Hall Master was directly knocked back seven or eight feet by the attack of the silver-armored warrior.

Huangfu Hall Master subconsciously covered the place where the jade token was hung on his neck with both hands, with a look of shock on his face. If it weren't for the fact that his jade token was actually a protective treasure, this attack alone would not only have knocked him back seven or eight feet, but would have broken all his bones.

When the other high-level members of the Danxin Holy Sect saw this scene, their expressions changed drastically. Immediately, several figures came over and surrounded Huangfu Hall Master to block the silver-armored warrior.

Elder Ai asked in a low voice: "Brother Huangfu, how are you?"

Huangfu Hall Master's face turned pale. He just felt that his blood was surging, as if his entire dantian was about to be crushed by the attack of the silver-armored warrior. He took several breaths in a row before he was barely better.

"Huh..."

After exhaling the foul air in his body, the feeling of the turbid sea in the head of Huangfu Hall was slightly smoothed.

"What a strange summon."

He took a breath and said with fear, "Be careful, the summon is fierce and its combat power is no less than mine."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Could this be the foundation of the descendants of Zhaoyang Empire?

Bai Lu himself was only at the seventh level of Xunyou Realm. But relying on the treasures on his body, he could easily fight against the strong men of Fanxu Realm.

For a while, the high-level members of Danxin Saint Sect were filled with heavy feelings in their hearts. Could it be that Danxin Saint Sect was really going to usher in a bloody battle today?

They were not afraid of a bloody battle, but the fact that the opponent's strong men did not even go out, and only two young generations came, could actually make them fall into a bloody battle, made them feel heavy in their hearts, and they really couldn't relax.

Su Chen stood beside the elders and said calmly: "Once the battle between the two sides begins, it will be difficult to withdraw. Are you sure that you, the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire, and our Danxin Saint Sect, will fight to the death?"

"I'll say it again, the so-called desperate fight, the so-called fight to the death, that's just your own wishful thinking. The descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire want to kill you, just like killing a dog."

As he said that, Bai Lu suddenly poured his true energy into his voice, and the voice was extremely penetrating, making the eardrums buzz. "Now, there are only ten breaths left. In these ten breaths, you must make a decision whether to serve the Zhaoyang Empire. After ten breaths, if there are still those who refuse to surrender, they will be killed!"

"Ten."

"Nine."

"Eight."

...

Bai Lu's tone softened, as if he was counting something insignificant, and his expression was also very indifferent, as if he was facing only some stones and some sculptures.

When he counted to one, Bai Lu looked at the people present, but found that no one wanted to surrender.

"Very good."

Bai Lu's expression was completely cold. Without saying anything, he just waved his hand in the direction of the silver-armored warriors.

The next moment, the twelve silver-armored warriors in a row all exuded a strong pressure of the Return to Void Realm. In this hall, it was as if many invisible tides surged into it, making people breathless.

This pressure like a tide caused the floor tiles to begin to shatter one by one, and countless spider-web-like cracks