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C1878

When the people from Myriad Sword Sect saw this battle, they couldn't react in time. If they remembered correctly, this situation should be called an ambush.

The leading elder of the Myriad Sword Sect checked the strength and numbers of the people around him, and immediately sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Impossible, how could they have so many people?" His face was filled with panic.

The other Myriad Sword Sect disciples were not much better off. Just as they were thinking about how they should fight this battle and how they should fight it out, they saw a white silhouette fly down from the top of the mountain.

The old man's aura was so powerful that it was difficult for anyone to breathe.

"You've sent ten experts over, haven't you?" The crazy old man stood still and gestured, "Come out and fight me."

"Those elders were unable to react in time. One, they were too arrogant, and two, they seemed to have already known about the troops' arrangements. This is unbelievable."

The crazy old man grew impatient. Seeing that no one replied, he didn't waste any more words. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and a large amount of spirit energy gathered between his palms.

In almost an instant, the spiritual energy turned into a bright ball of light. The inside of the ball of light was blue, while the outside was white. From a glance, one could tell that it was extremely powerful.

The Myriad Sword Sect people all retreated, but just as they took a step back, they saw the crazy old man push the ball of light forward, and immediately they felt the surrounding spirit energy wreaking havoc, as heat waves pounced onto their faces.

The ten elders realized the severity of the situation and blocked the large area of the killing blow at the same time.

The crazy old man was very pleased to see the ten people standing out. Without saying anything further, he rushed over, his palms flashed with white lightning, and he smashed them towards this person.

Although the ten great elders were also at the eighth level of Bitterness Sea Stage, their strength and cultivation methods were still far inferior to the crazy old man.

The crazy old man finally had the chance to make a move. He was extremely happy, and every strike he made was basically his full strength. He didn't show any mercy at all.

Before, Hua Ruge had other experts look after her, but now, it seemed that there was no need for that. Only now did she truly realize how powerful her cultivation maniac master was.

After sighing, she waved her hand and said, "Kill!"

The order was passed down through the spiritual energy to the people on the mountain and the city below.

When Tianyuan Palace s and Nine Prefectures Pavilion disciples received their orders, they rushed towards the Myriad Sword Sect people one after another. Just a moment ago, those people had been completely intimidated by the crazy old man, and now, they had to face opponents stronger than them.

Facing such a trembling battle, their strength was a bit weaker. It could be said that they didn't have any suspense when they fought.

Hua Ruge stood at the top of the mountain and yawned. For the sake of waiting for these people, she had not slept at all at night.

Fortunately, the battle didn't last long. The five thousand people were wiped out in two hours.

No one would believe it even if the news of him killing five thousand elites spread.

The insane old man had even finished his battle early and shook his head at Hua Ruge: "How strong are these people, they're too weak."

The people around them smacked their lips, thinking that these people were just weak chickens in your eyes. They could be a force that couldn't be ignored no matter where they went.

"It's Master's martial spirit." Hua Ruge praised the old man and sent her back to her room.

All of the deacons left behind to take care of the aftermath.

The commotion caused by the great battle was not small. Although it had a radius of a thousand miles, it had been followed by an earthquake yesterday. Thus, early the next morning, the sects knew that an extremely intense battle had occurred over there.

Looking at the degree of aftershocks from the battle, there should be a lot of experts at the eighth level of Bitterness Sea Stage.

Therefore, Hua Ruge sent someone to inform the world that some unknown people appeared in the middle of the night. Some of them might be bandits or rogue cultivators, but they were able to get rid of them safely.

The moment this announcement was given, the nearby sects were even more speechless. Why didn't they know which type of bandit or rogue cultivator would have an expert at the eighth level of Bitterness Sea Stage?

From this point of view, they could guess that a first-rate sect had acted last night. When they thought about who they were enemies with, it was very easy to think of Myriad Sword Sect.

Because the Myriad Sword Sect was a bit further away, on the third day, he finally received news that the disciples were coming from the mountain. That was, not a single one came down, and were probably all annihilated.

Sect Leader of The Ten Thousand Swords was stunned on the spot. After regaining his senses, he shook his head and said, "That's impossible. I sent half of the power of the sect over.

The disciple didn't dare to speak.

In the end, the Sect Leader of The Ten Thousand Swords sent the messenger to interrogate them, saying that their Myriad Sword Sect had sent people to exchange cultivation experiences with them.

The envoy nodded his head repeatedly. Last time, he was confused and confused by Hua Ruge's strange reasoning.

The envoy used two days to rush to the sect where the Tianyuan Palace was located. When Hua Ruge heard the report, he was asking the crazy old man about cultivation.

When she heard that the messenger had arrived, she was slightly surprised. She stroked her chin and said, "We've already come this far yet we're still sending messengers. I'd like to know what he can say."

As she spoke, she walked to the front hall and saw the emissary sitting upright before her, sipping a cup of tea.

"Sir Envoy, it's been a while. Have you been well?" She greeted him with a smile as usual.

That Envoy looked at her with a cold expression and said, "I believe Vice Lord Hu knows why I am here."

"This will be difficult for me. I know quite a lot of things, but I really don't have the ability to predict the future." Hua Ruge said as he sat on the seat of honor.

The envoy coldly harrumphed and said, "It seems like Hall Master Hu is pretending to be ignorant."

"Please enlighten me, Sir Envoy." Hua Ruge replied with interest.

"A few days ago, my Myriad Sword Sect sent five thousand disciples to exchange cultivation experiences with you. Why did they all get killed by your Tianyuan Palace? Is he trying to start a war on purpose? " The envoy spoke confidently.

When Hua Ruge heard this, he laughed, and realised that they were playing a game of turning black into white. Coincidentally, she had nothing to do, so let's talk properly.

"Emissary, I'm afraid you're not mistaken. I haven't seen anyone from your sect, nor have I heard of anyone exchanging cultivation experiences." Hua Ruge had a face full of doubt.

The emissary had thought that Hua Ruge would be confused by his words, he never expected that she would actually say something even more outrageous.

"Hall Master Hu is deceiving me. A few days ago, the entire west heard the sounds of fierce fighting on your mountain. How does Hall Master Hu explain this?" the envoy asked.

Hearing that, Hua Ruge sighed: "Emissaries might not know, but a few days ago a group of bandits came up to the mountain in the dark and killed everyone with their weapons shining brightly, it was all thanks to our Tianyuan Palace that we completely annihilated the bandits, protecting the clan's treasures."

"Bandits?" The envoy was stunned upon hearing this.

"They are bandits without a doubt. If they were people who came with light, how could they have come to kill people without even greeting them?" Hua Ruge said with too many sighs.

The envoy was speechless for a moment. He couldn't say that they had intentionally come late at night to steal territory.

Hua Ruge continued after a few sentences, "I wonder how many disciples from the various sects are here to exchange knowledge? Could he be lost? My people are familiar with this area, send someone to help your sect look for it. "

"This ?" The envoy was at a loss for words. He couldn't possibly say that it was just five thousand people, right?

"I wonder how many of them are there?" Hua Ruge asked again, with as friendly a attitude as possible.

The messenger nodded his head as soon as he saw the staircase, "That's right, I've never asked how many people I've sent here."

"Aiya, this is going to be difficult." Hua Ruge looked to be in distress.

The envoy was filled with hatred, but he didn't know what to say.

"How about this, the envoy should go back to the sect and ask about the number of people so that I can help search for them." Hua Ruge continued.

The envoy was silent for a long time, but he did not say anything. He knew that he was doomed to return empty-handed, so he nodded his head and said: "Alright, I'll go back now."0

"The envoy and I were friends at first sight. If it wasn't for him having something important on him, I would have left him here for a few days to talk." Hua Ruge said in a regretful tone.

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