518: C518 Surrender and Save Your Life

C518 Surrender and Save Your Life

Ye Ziheng suddenly stood up and looked at the Heretic Warrior who was not far away. After that, dozens of Grade Three Flying Sword appeared beside him.0

"Kill!"

Ye Ziheng shouted out loudly. After that, the dozens of Flying Swords shot out like arrows towards the direction of the Heretic Warrior.

Before those Heretic Warrior could even react to what had happened, they saw a few cold lights flash in front of them. After that, a humid feeling spread to their bodies, and then... It was the smell of blood and the sound of corpses falling.

"Putong ~"

The corpses slowly fell. At the same time, the disciples behind Ye Ziheng, who had been waiting for a long time, also held their weapons and charged out from all directions.

Looking at the massive number of sect disciples, Heretic Warrior was momentarily frightened to the point of not knowing what to do.

"Don't panic! They don't have as many people as us! Hurry up and take out your weapons and equipment to counter attack. "

The leader, Fourth-grade Stage Heretic Warrior, immediately shouted. When those evil sect disciples heard this, they looked at each other, but in the end, they could only grit their teeth, take out their weapons, and rush forward.

Compared to the average Magical Treasure of the sect disciples, the weapons on Heretic Warrior's side seemed to be a bit unattractive. The highest grade was a second grade saber type Magical Treasure, which was in the hands of the leader. Some of the others were holding first grade Magical Treasure. Some were holding handcrafted ordinary weapons. There were even some people. With a kitchen knife in hand, they rushed out.

On the other hand, the disciples of the sect were starting from the first tier of the Magical Treasure. The fifth tier was the top. There was also a seventh tier hidden in their pockets. This kind of excellent preparation was definitely something that Heretic Warrior could not hope to catch up to.

Besides the Magical Treasure, the sect disciples also had many advantages that the evil sect disciples could not match up to.

First of all, the cultivation levels of both parties were poor. The disciples of the evil sect were generally at the first or second tier. Third and Fourth Grades were as rare as a phoenix feather or a qilin horn. They were extremely rare. There was also the part about martial skills. The evil sect's martial artists were above 95%. They were all unaffiliated martial artists, and had not undergone professional cultivation. A person might only know one or two martial skills, and there was no one to guide them. Training also looked at the martial skill scroll, which was drawn in the same way. Many of the essence might not be able to be trained to perfection.

As for the specialized disciples, their cultivation bases were all at the Third-grade Stage. The highest grade was the fifth grade. They had learned at least seven or eight martial skills. Moreover, they also had the guidance of the sect elders, which was much more thorough than Heretic Warrior. If they really fought, they could definitely pick five evil sect disciples and fight them alone.

The curtains to the battle between the two sides were drawn very quickly. The weapons clashed, and a series of clanking sounds could be heard in a split second.

Some of Heretic Warrior's ordinary weapons, even just as they came into contact with the sect disciples' Magical Treasure, were directly chopped into pieces and scattered on the ground.

Blood scattered everywhere. The sect disciples used their superb martial skills and powerful strength to beat Heretic Warrior until he was forced back again and again.

As for those Heretic Warrior, although he had the advantage in numbers, when did martial artists fight against each other, when would they use numbers to compete for victory?

Cultivation was everything. Strength was the law. There were many people, and if one did not have strength, it would just be an overstatement. Only those who truly had strength could obtain everything and obtain what they wanted.

In less than ten minutes, the total number of Heretic Warrior's original 300 people was... After being beaten up by the disciples of the sect, there were only about a hundred people left, their corpses lying on the ground. The fresh blood had turned into a blood-red carpet. The outcome of the battle had been decided. There was no longer any meaning to fighting anymore. The evil sect martial artists threw down the weapons in their hands one after another, choosing to surrender to save their lives.

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