395: C395 Hall of Surgery

C395 Hall of Surgery

"Eight Swords Blood Hand, if I don't kill you today, I swear I won't be human!"

At the top of the Swordheart Hall, the Yu Wanjian was finally enraged.

With a loud roar, he stood up, and a terrifying Sword Force burst out from his body.

The Sword Force seemed to have materialized, and it violently pressed down on the Eight Swords Blood Hand in the distance, as if it wanted to tear it into pieces.

"Then, Sect Master Yu, don't even dream about being a human for the rest of your life!"

The Eight Swords Blood Hand laughed coldly, completely unafraid of the terrifying Sword Force that the Yu Wanjian was unleashing. He placed one hand on the hilt of the sword on his back and fiercely pulled. A black Longsword that was about three feet long left its sheath. It released a cold and evil sword energy.

Swoosh ~

At the top of the Swordheart Hall, the Yu Wanjian's body flashed, and in the blink of an eye, it closed in on the Eight Swords Blood Hand. It struck out its palm, aiming straight at the chest of the Eight Swords Blood Hand.

In its palm, a fierce wind was howling, and the Sword Intent was cold.

Clang ~

Facing the Yu Wanjian's palm that was aimed at his chest, the Eight Swords Blood Hand showed no signs of fear. The black Longsword in his hand was placed horizontally in front of his chest, and it suddenly released a black sword mist that tightly wrapped around him, easily blocking the furious palm of the Yu Wanjian.

However, even though the Eight Sword Blood Hand blocked the furious palm of the Yu Wanjian, it was unable to immediately exhaust the frightening palm force that the palm carried.

Therefore, at this moment, the Eight Sword Blood Hand had already been pushed ten thousand meters away by the Yu Wanjian. It smashed all the way out of the Swordheart Hall and flew towards Yuan Kong.

At the same time, the tip of the Yu Wanjian's foot tapped on the ground and turned into a ray of light. It quickly disappeared from the Swordheart Hall and chased after the Eight Swords Blood Hand. It wanted to chop him into eight pieces, and avenge the deep hatred between the elders of the Outer Sect and Sect Guarding Elder of the Myriad Sword Sect!

"Run, run!"

In the Swordheart Hall, many guests who had come to celebrate the birthday of the Yu Wanjian had their faces changed dramatically.

This time, under the lead of the Eight Swords Blood Hand, the Sword Hall sent eighteen Evil Sword Envoy here in one breath.

These Evil Sword Envoy's strength was comparable to the Sect Guarding Elder elder of the Myriad Sword Sect. It would be a piece of cake for him to eliminate all of them.

Especially since the Eight Sword Blood Hand had sent eighteen Evil Sword Envoy to attack the Myriad Sword Sect. Who knew if the Sword Hall had the help of the other few powerful experts of the Myriad Devil Cult?

Of course, the only thing these guests could think of was to flee for their lives.

"Fleeing? Today, none of you will be able to escape. All of you must die!"

Suddenly, another gloomy voice came from outside the Swordheart Hall.

More than a dozen figures flashed into the Swordheart Hall. These people were all dressed in black robes with all kinds of strange symbols embroidered on them.

They were the experts of the Myriad Devil Cult's Hall of Surgery!

These experts of Myriad Devil Cult's Hall of Surgery were much stronger than the experts of Hall of Surgery that Ye Lan had met in Hengduan City!

Each of their cultivation base was on par with the eighteen Evil Sword Envoy of the Sword Hall.

"They are the thirteen evil arts of the Hall of Surgery!"

Seeing the thirteen black-robed figures rushing into the Swordheart Hall, the expressions of the experts and geniuses became solemn once again.

As expected, what they were worried about had happened.

This time, it was obvious that the Myriad Devil Cult had come prepared. They had directly sent the Top Expert of the Sword Hall and Hall of Surgery to attack and destroy the Myriad Sword Sect.

"Sect Master Dongfang, there are too many people here. Can the two of us fight outside?"

While many experts in the Swordheart Hall were still in shock, a strange black smoke suddenly drifted into the hall.

The black smoke drifted into Swordheart Hall and quickly condensed. In the blink of an eye, it condensed into the appearance of a middle-aged man!

This middle-aged man was also dressed in a black runic robe, but the evil energy he emitted was much more powerful than the thirteen evil practitioners. It was as if he was a powerful existence comparable to the Eight Swords Blood Hand.

"Master of Skills Hall, another Nether Reaching Stage Expert!"

In the Swordheart Hall, many people sucked in a cold breath of air when they saw the middle-aged man who had suddenly appeared. The shock in their hearts grew stronger and stronger.

Many people even felt despair!

"I didn't expect that the people from your Hall of Surgery would come as well!"

Dongfang Ming looked at Master of Skills Hall with a calm expression, somewhat surprised.

"How could I dare not come after knowing that Sect Master Dongfang is here to celebrate his birthday? If I hand the Eight Sword Blood Hand over to attack, I'm afraid that he will never return!"

Master of Skills Hall said with a smile.

At this moment, everyone came to a sudden understanding.

The Eight Swords Blood Hand and Master of Skills Hall had come here to tie down the Yu Wanjian and Dongfang Ming!

As for the eighteen Evil Sword Envoy and the thirteen evil art envoys, as well as the many experts led by the Sword Hall and Hall of Surgery, its main purpose was to eliminate all the experts and geniuses from all over the Swordheart Hall who had come to offer their congratulations and destroy the foundation of the sects and families!

Hu ~

A fierce wind howled.

Master of Skills Hall waved his sleeve , and a gust of black cold wind blew towards Dongfang Ming.

Dongfang Ming also waved his sleeve , and a strong gust of wind swept up, colliding with the black cold wind.

"Sect Master Dongfang, please have a taste of your powerful skill. I have long heard that you are Painting Saint, and anything you draw can become real. You can kill enemies, trap enemies, and confuse enemies, making it impossible to guard against!

It just so happens that the various holy techniques of the Hall of Surgery are also ever-changing.

I dare not claim that I am proficient in all the saint techniques of my Hall of Surgery, but if I were to deal with Sect Master Dongfang, perhaps these saint techniques that I have comprehended can still be put to good use. "

Master of Skills Hall said with a smile.

He raised his hand and drew a line. In front of him, numerous black patterns interweaved and quickly formed a round Formation.

The moment the black circle appeared, black light immediately lit up and black mist sprayed out.

Inside, thousands and thousands of terrifying and powerful Demonic Beast immediately rushed out with a roar.

Those Demonic Beast were all transparent and not tangible. It could be said that they were the state of the soul body.

Ye Lan recognized this Demonic Beast. It was the Soul Devouring Beast, a kind of terrifying Demonic Beast that could devour the soul of a person.

At that moment, the tens of thousands of Soul Devouring Beast roared at the same time and pounced at Dongfang Ming, filling the entire Swordheart Hall.

Many of the experts and genius disciples in the Swordheart Hall had died tragically under these Soul Devouring Beast, and their souls had been devoured.

"You dare to call the evil art of the Hall of Surgery a sacred art?"

Dongfang Ming coldly harrumphed.0

He used his finger as a brush and drew continuously in the void. In an instant, a huge picture appeared.

It was an extremely gruesome painting. In the painting... It was filled with cold bones, blood pools, various kinds of Blade Mountain, sword halberds, and dark fog. It lingered and did not dissipate. It was like a picture of the world being destroyed, but also like a picture of hell. When one looked at it, it made one's heart go cold, and they couldn't help but feel a chill down their spine.

Hu ~

The moment this painting appeared, a wild gale howled, and it instantly formed into a huge vortex. A violent suction force suddenly surged out from within, and it instantly swallowed the tens of thousands of Soul Devouring Beast, sealing them within!

"Collect!"

Dongfang Ming waved his sleeve and swept up the World-Destroying Diagram in the void. He also kept the tens of thousands of Soul Devouring Beast that Master of Skills Hall had summoned.

His technique was mysterious and unpredictable, making people deeply admire him.

"As expected, he is an existence that has the name of Painting Saint. This Hell Slaughter Diagram is truly amazing!"

Master of Skills Hall couldn't help but praise.

While he was praising, he had already grabbed the Dharma Seal and suddenly smashed it towards Dongfang Ming's chest.

The Dharma Seal was dark and sinister. It contained a dense evil aura. The aura that erupted from it was sufficient to cause the expressions of all the experts present to change.

Even someone as powerful as Kong Wujian, the chief Sect Guarding Elder elder of the Myriad Sword Sect, had a grave expression on his face. When he felt a great pressure, his old face involuntarily turned a little pale.

It could be seen that the divine might of the Dharma Seal was unleashed by Master of Skills Hall.

Among the people present, only Dongfang Ming was able to maintain his composure. He struck out with his palm. It collided with Master of Skills Hall's Dharma Seal, and with the force of his palm, it neutralized the ferocious aura that was carried by Master of Skills Hall's Dharma Seal. He didn't want the power of both parties to spread, so as to avoid causing unnecessary casualties to many of the sects and families in the hall!

At the same time, Dongfang Ming kept Master of Skills Hall away from Swordheart Hall. He wanted to prevent the power of the next confrontation between him and Master of Skills Hall from killing everyone in the hall!

"Ye Lan, protect yourself!"

Before leaving, Dongfang Ming sent a mental message.

In the hall, Ye Lan understood what he meant. He swept his gaze across the place and saw a young man wearing a blood-red robe and holding Blood Sword walking towards them from outside the Swordheart Hall.

The killing sword qi emitted from the body of the young man made people feel fear from the depths of their souls.

At this moment, the young man's killing intent was locked onto Ye Lan.

Obviously, the youth's target was Ye Lan!

"Jue Wuqing?"

Looking at the young man who was holding Blood Sword, the corner of Ye Lan's mouth lifted slightly, and his eyes were filled with fighting intent.

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