368: kill

“Just kill them directly.”

Watching the rows of Sword Sect powerhouses kneeling before her, Mo Mo rubbed her hands.

She had a strong killing intent, but in front of Qin Jiang, she would restrain herself a lot. However, now she was taking revenge, so there was no need to hold back her killing intent.

She looked at Sword Yao, after all, they were Sword Yao's enemies, and whether she could kill a couple to satisfy her craving depended on Sword Yao's wishes.

Seeing Mo Mo's appearance, Sword Yao rolled her eyes at her and nodded towards a few of them.

Mo Mo's beautiful eyes lit up, and she directly slapped down.

Those few Sword Sect powerhouses turned into a ball of blood mist without even letting out a scream.

“A feast of blood, it’s truly beautiful.”

Mo Mo sighed.

With a wave of her small hand, balls of blood mist condensed into a delicate and charming flower.

Immediately, it floated in front of Qin Jiang.

Mo Mo giggled, hugging Qin Jiang's arm, and asked:

“Qin Jiang, does it look good?”

“…”

Before Qin Jiang could answer, Sword Yao slapped the blood mist away with a look of disdain:

“How dirty.

Shorty, if you like blood, go play by yourself, don't involve Qin Jiang.”

“Crazy woman, I'm helping you get revenge, and you're still unhappy?”

Mo Mo's eyes widened.

And the Sword Sect powerhouses all felt a chill in their hearts. Using their blood to form flowers to flirt?

Had they considered their feelings?

“Who exactly are you? Although our Sword Sect has declined, it will not tolerate such humiliation!”

One person kneeling on the ground roared, his face flushed red.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Sword Yao slashed out with a sword, directly cutting off his head.

It rolled onto the ground, and blood splattered.

His Primordial Spirit was instantly annihilated in that moment.

The bodies of the Sword Sect powerhouses trembled. This was too unreasonable; they were killed just like that.

Sword Yao looked at them and sneered:

“Heh heh, it’s only been tens of thousands of years, and no one remembers this Holy Maiden anymore?”

Holy Maiden?

The Sword Sect powerhouses were all startled. Ever since that Holy Maiden betrayed the sect tens of thousands of years ago, the positions of Saint Sword Sect Holy Son and Holy Maiden had never been re-established. Who was this…

Those kneeling on the ground reacted immediately. They looked at Sword Yao in astonishment, and the figure in their minds that had long since faded became clear again.

“It’s you!!!”

Someone shrieked, their voice full of terror, and their face turned pale.

Sword Yao frowned and slashed out with another sword, sending a head rolling. She said discontentedly:

“Why are you shouting so loudly?”

The other Sword Sect powerhouses immediately shut their mouths tightly, their bodies trembling.

Facing these old acquaintances, Sword Yao had no intention of being nostalgic.

She completely treated them as lambs to be slaughtered.

“It seems you all remember now.”

Sword Yao smiled faintly.

The long sword in her hand was slightly raised, its tip circling around them, as if choosing who to kill.

The Sword Sect powerhouses trembled, their voices shaking as they said:

“Holy Maiden, what happened back then was out of necessity. You also know that our Sword Sect…”

Pfft!

Before he could finish speaking, the long sword directly fell, and Sword Yao sneered:

“Out of necessity?

Heh heh, using women's bodies in exchange for temporary peace, the backbone of Sword Cultivators has been completely lost by you!”

As she spoke, Sword Yao's temper flared up, and she slashed down with another sword, directly killing two people.

Blood splattered onto the faces of the others, scaring the Sword Sect powerhouses into almost collapsing.

They didn't dare to refute at all; refuting meant death.

Of course, not refuting also meant death.

After slashing down with one sword, the anger in Sword Yao's heart had not yet been vented, and she followed up with several more swords.

The Sword Sect powerhouses completely collapsed:

“H-Holy… Holy Maiden, spare our lives…”

Even those who hadn't been named were trembling, unable to help but kneel on the ground.

Too brutal.

Not giving any chance at all.

“Spare your lives?”

Sword Yao snorted coldly, looking at the begging Sword Sect powerhouse, the long sword pressed against his neck:

“I remember you.

Back then, you Old thing were the most boisterous, and you were the most zealous when chasing after this Holy Maiden.”

The long sword slid down, cutting off one of his arms. Immediately, after a few sword flourishes, he was directly turned into a human pig.

Blood continuously flowed out, pooling under the knees of the other Sword Sect powerhouses.

“Tsk, this crazy woman is also a bit ruthless.”

Mo Mo clicked her tongue.

Just then, a smile appeared on her pretty face, and she turned to look outside the main hall.

She saw a white-robed old man, holding a wooden sword, slowly walking in.

All the Sword Sect powerhouses' eyes lit up:

“Ancestor, save us!”

The Sword Sect powerhouses who were still kneeling wanted to get up, but Sword Yao gave them a cold glance, and they didn't dare to move, only staring eagerly at the white-robed old man, who was the Sword Sect's Ancestor.

Currently, the Sword Sect's only Human Immortal.

The white-robed old man walked into the main hall, looking at the corpses on the ground and the flowing blood, his face also twitched slightly. He sighed and looked at Sword Yao:

“As fellow Disciples of the Sword Sect, why must we kill each other? Sword Yao, stop.”

Slap!

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Jiang directly slapped him and reprimanded:

“Old thing, what are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf for!”

The white-robed old man was completely stunned.

So brutal? He just gave a word of advice and got a big slap…

The Sword Sect powerhouses were even more stunned.

The Ancestor was slapped in the face?

“Sword Yao, is this Old thing on your list?”

Qin Jiang asked.

He looked at the white-robed old man with an unfriendly gaze. This Old thing was a bit pretentious!

Sword Yao shook her head:

“He was in seclusion back then and never showed up.”

Slap!

Qin Jiang slapped him again, cursing:

“You knew to go into seclusion at that time, so why are you showing up now?

Are you not thinking straight? Coming out to court death?”

“You…”

“What ‘you’?”

Qin Jiang slapped him again.

Although this Old thing didn't show up back then, Qin Jiang was certain.

Sword Yao being used for a marriage alliance definitely had this Old thing's tacit approval.

“As the Sword Sect Ancestor, you couldn't protect your own Disciples, and you're still pretending to be something in front of this lord?

Who the hell gave you the face?”

Qin Jiang slapped him repeatedly. Mo Mo, who was suppressing the opponent in secret, prevented the white-robed old man from resisting at all.

“You say stop and I'll stop? What are you?

Kneel down for me!”

Qin Jiang kicked out, sending the white-robed old man flying to the side of the Sword Sect powerhouses.

With a strong downward pressure, the white-robed old man knelt on the ground.

The wooden sword in his hand had already shattered.

The Sword Sect powerhouses were completely silenced. Their only reliance was the Sword Sect Ancestor.

However, the other party, just like them, was also kneeling here.

Until now, the Sword Sect Ancestor's head was still buzzing, and he hadn't recovered.

Even though the Sword Sect had declined, he had never suffered such humiliation for so many years.

Trembling, the white-robed old man raised his head and looked at Qin Jiang angrily, his eyes filled with hatred, completely devoid of the initial calm and composure.