Chapter 1400: Three-Foot-Long Sword

"Yes, Your Majesty..."

The cultivators in Youxutian who were originally panicking at the back saw the white-haired man standing still in the air, and with just one sword intent, he could not resist the old man Xingluo and others. At this moment, everyone calmed down and calmed down immediately. Under the sword intent of Emperor Gu at this time, they were no longer afraid.

Looking at the old man Xingluo, even though there were more than 30 people supporting him behind him, they could not resist the surging sword intent of Emperor Gu at this time.

Between the two peaks, the sword of Taiyi Ancient Sword was shaking and retreating. The veins on the face of the old man Xingluo were also bulging. The hands that were drawing the sword formula were also bulging with veins and shaking continuously.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng!"

Sparks had already burst out from the Taiyi Ancient Sword, and a sharp sword sound was constantly emitted, as if it was about to break into pieces.

Looking at Xiao Chen again, he was suspended in mid-air, with his left hand behind his back and two fingers of his right hand together. The Emperor's Sword suddenly shone with a brilliant light. With a "clang" sound, the Taiyi Ancient Sword was finally completely shaken back.

Xingluo Patriarch was also immediately seriously injured, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the whole person flew backwards. As for the thirty or so cultivators behind him, they flew out like broken grass.

"Master!"

Seeing this scene, the disciples of Taiyi Sect behind were all terrified and flew up quickly. However, at this moment, a gust of wind swept over from the opposite side, forcing everyone to be unable to breathe!

"Zheng!"

There was a sharp sound. When everyone reacted, the cold white-haired figure was already in front of them. The unstoppable sword was also pressed against the throat of Xingluo Patriarch. Only four cold words came out, "Do you accept it?"

At this moment, the air seemed to have solidified into a layer of ice, and it became extremely quiet. Not only were the disciples of Taiyi Sect trembling with fear, but even the cultivators of Youxutian behind Xiao Chen felt an inexplicable chill at this time.

"Hehe, hehe... You are worthy of being the Lord Wuyu from the human world. The younger generation should be afraid of my decline..."

Xingluo Patriarch laughed miserably, but seeing that he was shawled and pale, he still looked lonely and desolate at this dusk.

At the moment when he finished speaking, he suddenly fixed his eyes, put two fingers together, and suddenly pointed at his own forehead. This frightened all the disciples of Taiyi Sect nearby, and they all shouted out, "Grandmaster! Don't do it!"

"Zheng!"

With a loud sound, Xiao Chen's long sword quickly poked and pried open the fingers of Xingluo Patriarch. This scene also made the cultivators of Youxutian behind him break into cold sweats.

The evil Taoist stared at him, nodded secretly and said, "This old man has some character, he would rather die than surrender, hehe..."

The scene just now scared all the disciples of Taiyi Sect to death. At this time, it was very quiet on the mountain. Xingluo Patriarch looked at Xiao Chen, sneered, and said, "What? You want me to surrender to you? And then be like him?" At this point, he looked at the Taoist Qingdeng who was calm in the distance, turned around, shook his head, "Impossible.

The Taoist Xingluo sneered and continued, "I will die under your sword today, but if you go to my Taiyi Sect one day and kill all those innocent disciples, you will only end up with an eternal infamy..."

The atmosphere was still as cold as ice. Xiao Chen knew in his heart that the reason why Taoist Qingdeng surrendered was Because Taoist Qingdeng has always been a loner, and for a loner, nothing is more important than living, immortality, and cultivation.

But people like Xingluo Patriarch are different. People like them often have something more important than living in their hearts, so they would rather die than surrender.

Just like in the human world, Wu Yutian took only ten years to take down more than half of the sects of the Demonic Path, but he could not take down the Demonic Heaven Sect alone, because people like Demonic Heaven Patriarch are the same type of people as Xingluo Patriarch. Such people will never be able to surrender by force.

Moreover, people like this are even rarer, especially in this chaotic world. If they are killed with a sword, even Xiao Chen will feel it is a pity. To deal with such people, another way is needed.

"Zheng! "

With a sharp sound, Xiao Chen took back the Emperor's Sword, and at the same time, his sleeves brought up a gust of wind, rolled up the Taiyi Ancient Sword that was stuck upside down in the crack of the stone, and sent it back to the hands of Xingluo Patriarch.

Then, he turned and walked away, saying lightly, "I will not kill you, but you must know that a three-foot-long sword can eliminate the enemy in front of the door, but it is difficult to pacify the world. No matter how strong one person is, it is difficult to change the general trend. If you don't believe it, look back and see who these forces that are now dependent on you will lean towards in the future. "

After that, Xiao Chen had returned to the mountain on this side. Taoist Qingdeng and the cultivators below all looked at him intently without saying a word. After a long time, Taoist Qingdeng whispered "Your Majesty".

Xiao Chen raised his hand to stop everyone from talking, and said, "Go back. "Everyone immediately turned into a gust of wind and went towards Youxutian.

And Xingluo Patriarch looked at the direction he left. Until this moment, the Taiyi Ancient Sword in his hand was still trembling slightly, and the words just now were still echoing in his ears.

Now, he realized that this time, he underestimated this person too much. He thought that this person was just more powerful than Yan Wen and his methods were more cruel, but he was wrong.

"Master... Grandmaster..."

At this time, several disciples came up tremblingly. Xingluo Patriarch looked down at the Taiyi Ancient Sword in his hand and finally put it away. "Go back!"

...

Although the Taiyi Clan was not successfully captured in this battle, Xiao Chen defeated the Xingluo Ancestor on Shuanglong Peak with one sword. As soon as this incident came out, the forces that were still attached to the Taiyi Clan finally began to waver.

As for the other three families, Tiansha, Wuxiang, and Taohua, Taohua was the first to surrender. Tiansha couldn't resist, so he had to surrender in the end. The remaining Wuxiang was unable to support himself, and he also surrendered to Youxu Tian.

Now in the entire Netherworld, only Taiyi's family has not yet surrendered. However, the forces that were originally attached to Taiyi have turned around. Even now, there is no force that dares to continue to rely on Taiyi. The entire Taiyi sect has not surrendered for thousands of years. The general situation has finally become a fallen flower and passed away with the water.

At this time, in the main hall, Ancestor Xingluo was sitting still, while in His Highness, everyone was trembling and uneasy. They had just received news from outside that the last force attached to Taiyi had also evacuated this morning.

"awesome……"

Ancestor Xingluo sneered. He really didn't expect that in just one month, the other party could force him into such a situation.

Unless he can step into the eighth realm, there will be no chance to save the situation. But the current situation is no longer what it was a few months ago. Now Xiao Chen has controlled this ten thousand feet of immortal territory, taking advantage of all the time, place and people. Even if Even if he steps into the Eighth Realm, he may not be able to win back the victory.

"The future generations are to be feared. I am declining..."

At the head of the hall, Ancestor Xingluo let out a long sigh. At this moment, the words of the other party from a month ago seemed to be ringing in his ears again: "A three-foot green front can eliminate the bandits in front of the door, but it will not bring peace to the world." The momentum..."