883: C883 Don't kill me

C883 Don't kill me

The whole set of methods in the Taoist Tian Cang, including flying swords and the Eight Trigram Diagram, had all been meticulously prepared over the course of dozens of years, which was exactly what he was afraid of. Although he hadn't used this method for decades, once it was used, it would have the effect of catching people off guard.

Only, the Taoist Tian Cang forgot one thing, and that was power.

Although magic tools were powerful in battle, in the face of absolute strength, even the most powerful magic tools were only there. So what if the Old Lord had personally refined it? Taoist Tian Cang using the Eight Trigrams Diagram and the Old Lord using the Eight Trigrams Diagram were still not on the same level.

Therefore, in these recent years, Taoist Tian Cang had been focusing on the research and usage of magic tools. Not only did it waste his own cultivation time, it was also useless at the same time.

The strange purple flames were burning the Eight Trigrams Diagram, which was used by the Taoist Tian Cang as a life-saving treasure.

The Taoist Tian Cang could not help but stumble back as he mumbled to himself, "The Shura Snow Lotus and the Purple Flame Lotus Bed, this is impossible, how is this possible …"

Although he didn't want to believe the scene in front of his eyes, the truth was still the truth. No matter how capable you were, it was impossible to escape.

The purple colored Lotus Bed burned the eight trigram diagram into ash with a single flame. On top of the Lotus Bed, Ye Asura sat upright in a long black robe, as if he was a god descending tomorrow.

"Hehe, old man Cang, I never expected that you would give me such a pleasant surprise. Unfortunately, it seems that this surprise is not enough. "You old hairless Taoist, what kind of ability do you have? Just show it today, I'll be waiting for you!"

Facing Ye Asura who had easily walked out of the eight trigram diagram, the current Taoist Tian Cang was completely exhausted and did not have any tricks up his sleeves.

While he was terrified, Taoist Tian Cang could only shout, "Someone come, someone come quickly!"

Maoshan Faction was after all, a sect of the Dao Sect, and their disciples were flourishing at the peak. Although they could not compare to the five great peaks of Mount Kunlun, there were still hundreds of them without a thousand disciples.

Seeing the Taoist Tian Cang continuously calling for helpers, Ye Asura didn't budge an inch and just sat on top of the Lotus Bed, sneering nonstop.

"Heh heh, old man Vastheaven, it looks like you don't have any tricks up your sleeves. Great, great, then I shall start a massacre today and annihilate your entire Mao Mountain! "

As Ye Asura was speaking, a loud and clear voice came from the door: "Who dares to spout such arrogant words, destroy my Mao Mountain and Dao Sect!"

In just a split-second, seventy to eighty daoist-robed Daoists suddenly poured into the back hall. All of them were carrying swords, some old and some young, and they exuded a murderous aura.

Ye Asura saw them as nothing more than chickens and dogs, weak and powerless.

At the same time, Taoist Tian Cang also held a peach wood sword horizontally in front of his chest, ready to defend Mao Mountain with all his might.

"Disciple, Mao Mountain, listen up, form the Sword Formation!"

With Taoist Tian Cang's order, dozens of Mao Mountain disciples lined up and started to gather their Sword Formation.

Regarding this, Ye Asura merely snorted: "A group of ignorant trash!"

When dozens of longswords attacked Ye Asura at the same time, Ye Asura did not dodge or evade. Instead, he waved his finger and dozens of longswords froze in midair, then fell down one after another, as if they were scrap metal.

Immediately after, Ye Asura spat out a purple lotus, where the flames shined, instantly releasing a reeking stench.

When the purple light flashed by, the hall of Mao Mountain was already filled with corpses, and there were dozens of corpses lying on the floor.

When Taoist Tian Cang saw such a terrifying scene, he felt both heartache and fear. His fingers started to tremble, and his aged forehead was covered in cold sweat.

And at this time, the group of Mao Mountain disciples outside the Mao Mountain Hall charged into the hall, one after the other. However, this group of Mao Mountain disciples were like an ant trying to shake a tree, and would die no matter how many that rushed in.

At this moment, Taoist Tian Cang's eyes were red, he frantically shouted at Ye Asura: "Good devil, you killed many disciples of my Mao Mountain, this Poverty-stricken People vows not to let you rest!"

With that, the Taoist Tian Cang raised his sword.

Ye Asura had even thought that this Sect Leader was very heroic, to the point of disregarding his own safety, wanting to take revenge for his disciple. He didn't expect that this old Daoist who feared death was just putting on an act.

The peach wood sword was horizontally across his chest. Taoist Tian Cang actually used an earth escape technique to prepare to escape.

This made Ye Asura a bit at a loss whether to laugh or cry.0

Ye Asura turned around and sat on the Lotus Bed, and suddenly smashed it onto the floor of the hall. "Hehe, I had thought that you, old Taoist, would be so righteous and wanted to sacrifice your life for the sect, but you actually want to leave now? "How could it be that easy …"

With a loud bang, the limestone tiles in the hall shattered. Taoist Tian Cang, who wanted to escape using the earth, was knocked out of the ground by this tremendous force.

As he flew in the air, Taoist Tian Cang was already powerless to retaliate. Ye Asura was no longer polite, and with a wave of his hand, his finger stabbed straight into Taoist Tian Cang's head, causing blood to instantly flow all over Taoist Tian Cang's face. White brain matter flowed down in a mess. It was truly a tragic sight to behold.

For a of the first generation to be left with a corpse on the spot, it was truly a scene that caused people to sigh.

With the death of Taoist Tian Cang, the Maoshan Faction naturally broke apart. Those Mao Mountain disciples who had originally wanted to rush into the hall, saw that the Sect Leader Dao was already dead, and were even more terrified.

For a moment, the group of Mao Mountain disciples formed the shape of birds and began to flee in all directions.

"Oh no, the Sect Leader Daoist has died!"

"The Sect Leader Dao Master has ascended to heaven!"

The grievous news spread far and wide, and continuously spread within the Mao Mountain Gate.

However, Ye Asura seemed to not plan on letting these Mao Mountain disciples go, he only sneered and flew out from the Lotus Bed.

In the center of the entire Mao Mountain Mountain Gate, purple blood rain began to fall from the sky one after another. None of the people from Mao Mountain were spared, as they all sank into the sea of flames.

The orthodoxy of the Daoist Sect that was accumulated for a thousand years just vanished like smoke in thin air. Even the entire rear hall of the Mao Mountain began to collapse.

"Burn, burn Mao Mountain, hahaha, hahaha!"

Ye Asura's voice was terrifying to the extreme, as it enveloped the entire sky of the Maoshan Faction.

However, just as Ye Asura was feeling the joy of taking revenge on his entire Mao Mountain, within the rear hall of the Mao Mountain, the towering bronze statue of the Old Lord suddenly opened its eyes, releasing a strange light that shot straight towards Ye Asura who was in the air.

Ye Asura was shocked, he extended his hand to block it. With a loud bang, Ye Asura's entire arm was blasted into pieces of flesh. His body also tilted and tumbled into the dust.

"Miracle, is there really a miracle in this world?" "Impossible, how is this possible." Enduring the pain, Ye Asura hurriedly stood up from the ground. He still had some lingering fear towards the frightening power he had just displayed.

Holding his eyes, Ye Asura did not dare to take a step closer to the back hall, and instead looked around at the ruins of the Mao Mountain Dao Sect. The current Mao Mountain could simply be described as extremely tragic.

Buildings collapsed and corpses littered the ground. It was as if there was no one left alive.

But very quickly, Ye Asura's smile became gloomy, and he coldly snorted: "There's even a fish that escaped the net, not bad, not bad. This act of feigning death is absolute! "

As he muttered to himself, Ye Asura appeared among a pile of ruins in a flash.

The Daoist priest originally wanted to pretend to be dead, but under that incomparably terrifying aura, he could only stagger as he begged for mercy, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I beg you, don't kill me …"

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