Chapter 174 Kill!!!

A Yongle Inn gathers nobles and clan leaders who have been passed down for thousands of generations in the heavenly realm. →

Without exception, they are all basically in the Saint Realm, and they are all officials of the Immortal Kingdom, controlling all the lifelines of the Immortal Kingdom's politics, business, etc., with huge clans and countless disciples.

There are many Saint Realm strongmen in the six major immortal kingdoms of Shenzhou, but there are even more in the Demon State!

Among them, the 108 Saints are the strongest 108 Saint Demon Realms. To be among them, they must at least be in the late Saint Realm.

And the Saint Realm combat power is one of the most important bases for measuring a country's combat power!

Obviously, four-fifths of the Saint Realm combat power of Shenxi Immortal Kingdom basically belong to the original Qingye system. Their major clans have been intermarried for generations, and they are intertwined and have formed a solid network of relationships!

This cannot be broken in a day!

Ye Mu Han You Chai Mo Xia Ling and so on...

All are noble surnames in the Heavenly Realm!

At this moment, the eyes of dozens of their clan kings returned from the Sword Dao Divine Monument to the man in the cyan-gold robe in front of them.

Ye Qingtian!

He stood in the wind, holding a small black ball in his hand, and said grimly: "Hellish ghost, do you know what to do?"

"Woo woo..." On the black ball, twisted faces appeared, making very ugly cries.

"It's up to you."

Ye Qingtian turned around and locked onto a man of outstanding character in the crowd.

It was the Prime Minister of Protecting the Country You Fengya!

He held a golden scroll in his hand, his eyes solemn.

"Don't worry, your family and clansmen have been settled. Shen Xi will fall into the abyss next, and there will be no time to settle accounts with you. As long as she dies, you will be a hero of the human race!" Ye Qingtian said.

"It should be said that Prime Minister You is a hero in the hearts of all peace lovers in the two states of God and Demon." There was a green mist fleshworm in the corner, making a faint sound.

You Fengya bowed solemnly and said: "With the words of your majesty and the Emperor of Gu, I will not refuse to die!"

"Farewell Prime Minister!" The ministers bowed their hands, with admiration in their eyes.

You Fengya held the scroll and came to the window. In front of him was the monument of heroes that stood for thousands of years!

"There is Shen Xi, and then there is Yun Xiao. They both have an irreconcilable hatred with us... Especially the latter, who also has a hatred for sword cultivation! Dancing with the monsters and seeking survival for a day and night is our only way. The fate of millions of nobles in the heavens is at stake here!" Ye Qingtian patted You Fengya on the shoulder.

"Yes! The interests of our clans must be above the interests of all human beings!"

After saying this, You Fengya looked at Ye Qingtian with a burning gaze and floated downstairs.

He went to the Sword Dao Monument with a scroll.

"Follow the Prime Minister!"

"As a scholar, I swear to follow you to death!"

Along the streets, the students of the Imperial Temple and the descendants of the clans, dressed in luxurious clothes, walked out of the shops and restaurants one by one and followed You Fengya. →

In a short time, a team of tens of thousands of people gathered again!

They are young, passionate, have "ideals" and "righteousness" in their hearts, their faces are excited, and they stride forward, as if they are going on a journey to death!

Their style of study is strong and their momentum is overwhelming!

Such a team instantly attracted the attention of many people.

"The Prime Minister and all the students of the Imperial Temple?"

"What are they going to do..."

Under the attention of the crowd, You Fengya has already stood in front of the Sword Dao Monument.

Their actions have long attracted the attention of the three major sword tombs!

At this time, one sword cultivator after another came out.

Nangong Xi, You Yue, and Su Lianlian, the three girls, looked stern.

"Excuse me, Prime Minister..."

As soon as Nangong Xi said this, a gleam of light flashed in You Fengya's eyes.

"The emperor has ordered, and the sword tomb will receive the order!"

You Fengya held the golden scroll.

Hearing the word "imperial edict", tens of thousands of students of the Imperial Temple knelt down first, and then many spectators around them also knelt down in confusion.

"We will receive the order!"

Nangong Xi and other sword cultivators, upon hearing that it was the order of the emperor, also knelt down and waited.

Only You Fengya stood up, his eyes solemn, and announced in public with a generous voice--

"In compliance with the will of heaven, Shen Xi proclaims: Since ancient times, the sword cultivator lineage has been brave and fierce, cruel and unjust, provoking the opposition between humans and monsters, and poisoning the people. The sin of this lineage has caused cholera in the world!"

"I am concerned about the suffering of the people and cannot bear to suffer in my life. In view of the impeachment of many beloved ministers, I have decided to abolish the sword cultivator inheritance, disband the three major sword tombs, and dig up the sword god monument here, to correct the customs of the fairyland and set an example! This is the imperial decree!"

This imperial decree was like a bolt from the blue.

The heavenly cultivators who were watching were all stunned.

Yun Xiao and Chen Xi topped the immortal list, just when the human race was at its peak. The emperor wanted to abolish his martial arts at this time?

Abolish the sword cultivator lineage?

Digging up the Sword Path Monument?

Is this crazy!

No one believes in the Sword Path Monument anymore, but it is also a monument to heroes throughout the ages!

Digging it up means denying thousands of generations of history!

Obviously, no sword cultivator would believe it!

A hunchbacked old man stood up in the crowd, his eyes were cloudy, but bloodshot.

"You Fengya! You are so bold that you dare to falsely convey the imperial edict!" The old man's voice was trembling with anger.

"No way... Falsely conveying the imperial edict is a serious crime that will lead to the execution of the entire family!"

The crowd looked at each other in horror. →

Whether it was destroying the sword cultivators, digging up the Sword Path Monument, or falsely conveying the imperial edict, it was unbelievable!

Was it Shen Xi who went crazy, or You Fengya himself?

You know, there are tens of thousands of Taimiao students behind You Fengya!

"How dare you! A commoner, how dare you smear the Prime Minister of Protecting the Country?"

"Disrespecting the imperial edict is a crime that implicates the nine clans!"

One by one, the young people in gorgeous clothes pointed at the old man and scolded him with a positive tone.

"The imperial edict has been issued. Whoever dares to resist the edict will be punished with an additional penalty!" You Fengya's voice was cold, and he pointed at the kendo sacred monument and declared: "Students in the heavenly realm listen to the order! Since ancient times, the Ancestral Temple has represented the righteous character of our fairyland in the heavenly realm. The benchmark for the spiritual inheritance of our human race! The young students are the future pillars of the Immortal Kingdom and the backbone of our clan! Your Majesty orders you to overthrow the evil spirit of the Sword Dao Monument with a passionate heart, bravely overcome the dregs of history, and lead the people of the human race, Towards a bright era!”

"Yes!" When the Taimiao student heard this, he felt as if he had been injected with blood.

Under the leadership of dozens of young Taoist masters, their eyes were bloodshot, their mana surged, and tens of thousands of people were filled with energy and blood. They strode towards the sword monument with impassioned steps!

"stop!"

One hundred thousand sword cultivators came out of the sword tomb, led by the old man and the three female vein masters, and intercepted the tens of thousands of Taimiao students!

They were angry and angry, staring at the group of nobles in front of them, with anger boiling in their chests.

Swordsman Monument, evil spirit!

How dare you say this?

"How can you confuse right and wrong like this? One billion martyrs have filled out a heavenly defense line with their flesh and blood, how can you allow you to smear and blaspheme!" Su Lianlian's eyes were red with anger.

"What martyrs? Your Majesty has already determined that they are sinners through the ages! This kendo monument has never been a monument, but a place where their crimes are made public to warn future generations!" Mu Tianshi's younger brother 'Mu Qingquan' said loudly.

He is the representative of the young Taoist priests in Taimiao Temple.

"right!"

"They started a war and deserved to die!"

"If they are not guilty, how come they still have their remaining souls and resentful souls hanging on this stone tablet, moaning every day and not entering reincarnation? They are just trying to atone for their sins to us descendants!"

"Our Ancestral Temple educates the barbarians and leads them to do good. The immortal masters of the temple in the past dynasties are the true heroes and true martyrs who have worked hard for the immortal kingdom!"

Each and every student from the Ancestral Temple spoke uprightly, pressing down on the space of the One Hundred Thousand Sword Cultivator step by step.

"Well said!"

Among the students from the Imperial Ancestral Temple, a graceful woman stood up.

It is none other than Ape Saint’s sister ‘Li Shishi’.

"My compatriots from the Demon State are ordinary and simple, with ignorant qualifications, but they fight against the fate of the sky. They have struggled to survive even an inch. If this sword cultivator hadn't killed them all, why would they have ignited the war for generations? Now that the Demon State is facing hardships, they still have not forgotten to send me. Let’s learn from others and learn from others! But you swordsmen still don’t repent and are cruel and cruel. No wonder His Majesty Shen Xi and all the people in the world and the people of China despise you!”

Li Shishi raised his arms and called out, and among the Taimiao students, there were at least hundreds of Demon State exchange students who responded.

"Demolish the monument and welcome the prosperous age!"

"Tear it down! Tear it down! Tear it down!"

Tens of thousands of Taimiao students were led by Taoist masters such as Mu Qingquan and Li Shishi, and their momentum was overwhelming.

Buzz!

With their flesh and blood bodies, they bumped into the eyes of the Hundred Thousand Sword Cultivators and stared at them angrily.

"Anyone who dares to disobey the imperial edict will be executed!"

"We are the future of the Immortal Kingdom. We will establish our hearts for the people, establish our destiny for the heaven and earth, and create peace for all generations. Who dares to stop me?"

The young faces stretched out their hands to push the sword cultivator, forcing him to push forward!

As for the sword cultivators, their eyes were red and filled with rage!

They had endured it for too long, and retreated out of habit to protect themselves... But at this moment, their palms were trembling, and the sword spirit inside was even more mournful!

"Sun Sword Saint!" Mu Qingquan was only a young man in his twenties. He stood in front of Sun Sword Saint with a generous body, looked down at the rickety old man, and sneered: "If you kneel down with a hundred thousand swordsman, If you accept the crime, there is still a way to survive. If you dare to take action, think about how miserable your family of twelve will be! How miserable they will be, and how miserable these 100,000 sword cultivators will be!"

"You are pretending to pass the imperial edict to demolish the monument. This is treason to the country and the human race!" The old man's face was twisted, his eyes were filled with blood, and his rickety body was shaking with anger.

"So what? As long as the heaven continues to be feasting and feasting, what does the world's troubles have to do with me? Old man, it is Shen Xi who is committing the crime now. She has committed the same mistake as this sword monument. It is she who has pushed us to this point. Who is to blame? Is there any way to have both? Since we have to choose between Shen Xi and Mozhou, of course we choose Mozhou? Do you believe that if Shen Xi ascends the road, we will die? "

Mu Qingquan whispered in his ear and laughed ferociously. When he said these words, all his righteousness disappeared, and there was only evil and evil in his eyes!

Bang!

"I heard that you are very tolerant now?" Mu Qingquan sneered, pushed Sun Jiansheng hard, pushed the rickety old man to the dirt, and said loudly and righteously: "Sun Jiansheng! You massacred the compatriots in Mozhou, and so do you. Historical sinner! You are a cruel person! Now that I am doing justice for heaven, it doesn’t matter. You can kill me, but there are thousands of human righteous people behind me!”

Mu Qingquan jumped up, grabbed the old man's clothes, shook him hard and said: "Kill me! Sword Master Sun! Swing your sinful sword and kill me!"

When the Taimiao students saw this, their eyes turned red. They pushed their swordsmen in front of them and pushed them to the ground. They shouted loudly: "Kill! Let's go on a killing spree! Kill all our Taimiao students! You can do it!" Confuse the people and drag the two states of gods and demons into the abyss of eternal destruction, so that you can increase your sword strength and sword rings, so that you sword cultivators can make war fortune!"

"Kill me! If you don't kill me, we will uphold justice for the people and overthrow this evil monument!"

Tens of thousands of young people roared and screamed.

"Sun Jiansheng!" Hundreds of thousands of sword cultivators shed tears of blood in their eyes. Seeing those Taimiao students approaching the Sword Dao Monument, their faces were distorted, and sword spirits condensed on their fingertips and pierced into their flesh and blood!

All the sword cultivators looked at the old man who was pushed into the mud by Mu Qingquan.

He was too old.

He had also lost everything.

He just wanted to keep these 100,000 sword cultivators and let this lineage continue.

But there are always people who want to kill them all...

At that moment, his tears fell on this dark yellow land, and his hands pinched a handful of soil from his hometown.

He knew that as long as this group of people fell, this piece of land would no longer belong to them.

"Stand up!" Mu Qingquan lifted the old man up and said with a smile: "You don't dare to do it, right? You are still sensible! After the matter is over, His Majesty will show you mercy and send you to the Demon State as the ambassador of the human race! Hahaha!"

Puff!

When he laughed, his head suddenly fell to the ground, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

Time seemed to stand still.

Countless people looked over and saw Mu Qingquan's head fall to the ground!

They also saw the hunchbacked old man straighten his back, holding a red, green and blue sword spirit in his hand, with blood dripping from it.

The old man closed his eyes, his dry lips trembled, and he said a word.

"Kill!!!!"

An old and sad voice shook the battlefield and pierced everyone's ears.

He had forgotten how long it had been since he had sacrificed his sword spirit in public.

It might be that day!

That day, he went to the Demon State in anger, killed several demon saints in a row, and returned triumphantly with the demon head!

However, what was waiting for him was——

The Qingtian Emperor at that time arrested his family of twelve and sent them to the demons of the Demon State. From the elderly to the newborn babies, they were tortured to death!

All that was left for him were twelve strands of hair...

He didn't even see them for the last time.

From that day on, he was dead.

He was afraid.

I am afraid that there will be no more living people in this sword tomb.

I am afraid that this sword monument will no longer be wiped and admired by future generations.

He was submissive and lived another life. Even if it was a peddler, anyone could tease and humiliate him. He always responded with a smile and advised young people not to be impulsive in everything.

However, if you throw away the sword and live a life of waste, will others let you go?

At the moment when he raised the sword to cut Mu Qingquan, the angry blood in the old man's chest erupted like a volcano. At that moment, the sword spirit that had been silent for many years came alive, making a sharp sword sound that shook the whole audience!

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