The real backbone

Mocking laughter rang out!

The laughter echoed in everyone's ears.

It was as if someone was laughing directly in their ears!

Cold sweat dripped down Yue Yang's back.

The newcomers were not friendly!

"Little Sister, stop talking, run!"

Sang Han was even more disdainful.

"This person dares to insult my Revered Master, how can I retreat?"

"Shuiyun Peak Disciples, heed my command!"

"Yes!"

"Ice Heart Sword Technique - Break!"

In an instant, the female Disciples charged forward directly, chaotic yet orderly, still within the Formation.

Gu Zheng showed no sign of dodging, instead raising his withered hand high.

"Li Luo's Disciples? They really resemble her Revered Master!"

"Just as overconfident!"

A palm strike came down!

A massive blast of energy slammed directly onto the Formation.

The Formation made of over a dozen people scattered with a single blow!

Everyone was sent flying backward, their faces filled with terror.

Fear filled their hearts!

It was too terrifying!

Those Disciples of Shuiyun Peak fell to the ground.

Their arrogance from just now was long gone!

Sang Han struggled to sit up.

In that instant just now, the fear of death had enveloped her heart.

If not for the pendant her Revered Master had given her, which hung on her chest.

She might have already lost her life!

Between life and death, Sang Han no longer cared about dirt or anything else.

There was no distinction of Ranks either!

She just wanted to live!

Slowly raising her head, Sang Han met Yue Yang's terrified gaze.

"Senior Brother Yue Yang, save me!"

Xu Qiao cursed inwardly.

Now you know to ask for help?

What were you doing before?

But Yue Yang didn't hesitate at all, rushing to Sang Han's side in an instant and picking her up.

"Junior Brother Xu, come quickly and help!"

Xu Qiao threw down the precious sword in his hand, forming a massive ark that lifted all the Shuiyun Peak Disciples.

Yue Yang continued to speak.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you all away!"

Gu Zheng didn't put the people present in his eyes at all.

In his eyes...

These were all ants!

They weren't even as good as ants!

Run!

Panic!

This was power from Essence Severing, incomparable to anyone!

Looking at the panicking crowd, Gu Zheng spoke with a smile.

"Want to run? Did you ask me first?"

The next moment, Gu Zheng appeared before Yue Yang.

Looking at Yue Yang's plump figure, Gu Zheng spoke with a smile.

"You're Ouyang Lie's Disciple, right?"

"Indeed, just as your Revered Master said, you're plump!"

Yue Yang swallowed.

"What do you want to do?"

Gu Zheng's face was full of coldness.

"Hand over Xiao Feng, or I'll kill everyone!"

Yue Yang looked towards the peak of the mountain.

At this moment, he had to tell a lie!

To survive!

"Junior Brother is on the mountain, come up with me, we'll hand him over and let us live!"

Yue Yang's eyes were full of sincerity.

Even if faked, it was sincere!

Gu Zheng sneered.

"I'll spare you, kid, you wouldn't dare lie to me!"

Saying this, Yue Yang plunged into the crowd, leading a group of people towards the mountain.

Along the way, Yue Yang could be said to have exhausted all his means.

He almost transmitted his voice into everyone's ears.

"Listen up, when we go up the mountain later, remember to put spiritual stones into the boxes you see!"

"Senior Brother, I can only do this much!"

The Disciples all understood Yue Yang's intentions, but no one turned back.

They knew someone had to hold them back!

And the only one with the strength was Yue Yang.

As they walked, Yue Yang came to Xu Qiao's side.

"Junior Brother, wait a moment, I'll hand Sang Han over to you, take the Disciples and run!"

Xu Qiao nodded silently.

Tears streamed down!

The Four Chief Disciples of Lingjian Sect!

That position he once wanted to contend for.

Now, Xu Qiao completely understood.

He wasn't worthy at all!

This position required not just strength, but also a benevolent heart!

"Senior Brother, take care!"

A voice transmission, Yue Yang smiled.

When they reached halfway up the mountain, the Disciples almost simultaneously stopped in their tracks.

It's now!

Yue Yang soared into the air, and he instantly let out a loud shout.

"Run!"

In an instant, most of the Disciples rushed towards the direction of the mountain.

Countless wooden boxes rose up, and countless spiritual stones were thrown in.

Also at this last moment, Xu Qiao handed Sang Han to the Disciple beside him.

"She's in your hands!"

Saying that, he also soared into the air.

"Senior Brother, I'll help you!"

Divine Sword Peak was always united!

Seeing their Senior Brother had already charged up, every Divine Sword Peak Disciple drew the precious sword from their waist.

"Senior Brother, we are here to help you!"

"Divine Sword Peak Disciples, heed my command, form the Formation, the Chaotic Killing Formation!"

Yue Yang was dumbfounded, at this moment he had forgotten to resist.

Gu Zheng didn't move at all.

Instead, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Ridiculous!

Too ridiculous!

A group of ants actually thought they could shake a big tree?

Idiots!

"Kill!"

In an instant, cross-shaped sword energy slashed out.

It continuously spun in mid-air, slashing towards Gu Zheng.

However, such an attack was merely like a passing cloud to Gu Zheng.

Gu Zheng lightly flicked his sleeve.

The incredibly powerful sword energy disappeared!

Everyone present was also dumbfounded!

"Divine Sword Peak Disciples, heed my command, fight chaotically, kill!"

This time, the Disciples of Divine Sword Peak chose to be moths.

Fearless of death!

One by one, they charged towards Gu Zheng.

But, it was meaningless!

Just like moths flying into a flame, there wouldn't even be a sound when they died.

It's over!

Yue Yang let out a loud cry.

"Retreat, quickly retreat, come back!"

Looking at the Disciples who were constantly sacrificing themselves, Yue Yang's heart was bleeding.

Although he was from Chonghuo Peak, in his eyes, everyone in the Sect, from top to bottom, was a talent of the Sect.

Since they could come to Lingjian Sect, not a single one could be lost.

Not to mention these were Disciples of Divine Sword Peak!

They were Disciples who inherited the will of their predecessors!

They couldn't die!

"All of you, come back!"

Also in the instant of this shout, Gu Zheng got tired of playing.

A single slap fanned out a huge wind.

Those moths were also blown back in this instant.

They fell to the ground one by one.

Some injured, some dead!

Seeing his former comrades fall one by one beside him.

Xu Qiao was completely enraged, his eyes red.

"Damn it, I'll kill you!"

This time, before he could even charge up, Yue Yang grabbed his arm and directly threw him into the crowd.

"Go back, the rest is up to Senior Brother!"

Saying that, Yue Yang raised the precious saber in his hand high.

"It's now!"

"Lingjian Sect, Revered Master, after all these years, your Disciple can be considered worthy of you!"

"Appear! Blazing Fire Saber!"

In an instant, the battle saber in Yue Yang's hand expanded more than ten times.

A scorching, burning flame filled the blade.

Also in this instant, the bamboo underfoot turned scorched yellow.

This was the final move!

This was also Yue Yang's last dance!

He burned all of his spiritual energy!

His obese figure visibly shrank.