Sword Emperor

3The current situation had undergone a tremendous change. Many of the Ancient Clans who were previously at a disadvantage had to face an endless amount of attacks, but now, the situation had changed once again.     1

    

At this moment, one could see that each of the Ancient Clans's attacks were ten times fiercer than the previous ones, and they were attacking in all directions. No one along the way dared to face them head on.    

    

As for the blood red giant hand in the sky, it began to move slowly. The palm that was dozens of miles long rushed towards the flying ship in the sky.    

    

Facing such a terrifying attack, the flying ships that could be considered the trump cards of the sect were burning the Spiritual Stone with all their might. Terrifying attacks were unleashed as if they were free. Each of these attacks was enough to kill tens of thousands of alien races.    

    

However, even so, there was no way to leave a scratch on the blood-red arm. Even the defensive formation was as fragile as a thin piece of paper in front of the gigantic hand.    

    

The flying ships were instantly damaged, turning into broken walls that fell down from the sky. Only the Pill Hall was able to withstand this terrifying attack. At this moment, it was still emitting a bright light.    

    

Song Que and the others were gritting their teeth in the face of such a situation. One should know that flying ships were extremely important to the sect. It was a huge fortune, and every loss they suffered was heartbreaking.    

    

Furthermore, their hearts were filled with fury. They had thought that they had won the battle, but in the end, they were so cowardly. However, when they looked at the blood-red palm that was stretching across the sky, they could only draw it back.    

    

The power of the blood-red palm was far beyond that. After destroying the flying boat, the countless cultivators below became its prey. With every wave of its hand, countless cultivators would fall.    

    

Even though the Big Dipper Formation of the North Star was incomparably exquisite and had twenty thousand cultivators, it was still unable to persist against an insurmountable strength. In an instant, the formation was broken and tens of thousands of people spat out blood.    

    

Seeing that no one was attacking them, some of the foreign tribes were quite excited. At this moment, they were finally able to hold their heads high and attack without showing any mercy. From time to time, they could hear bursts of wild laughter.    

    

All of a sudden, many of the non-humans seemed to feel that this was boring. They raised their heads and scanned the surroundings. In the end, they found the rogue cultivators dozens of miles away. Initially, they had come to the Ying Tian Academy to flee for their lives, but they didn't expect such a thing to happen. They could only watch the battle quietly from the side.    

    

Immediately, a ferocious smile appeared on their faces. Without any hesitation, they rushed towards the source of the sound. Although dozens of miles was a distance that mortals couldn't cross, in the eyes of cultivators, it was just a matter of seconds.    

    

A moment later, these foreign tribes had arrived in front of the rogue cultivators. At this moment, all they could see were ordinary cultivators with old or young faces and extremely low cultivation realms. They were no match for him at all.    

    

Looking at the ferocious alien race in front of him at such a close distance, the breathing of the countless rogue cultivators in the surroundings quickened. Their eyes were filled with a terrifying light. There was also a strong sense of powerlessness. Because, facing such a terrifying enemy, he didn't even have the strength to fight back.    

    

All of a sudden, after confirming that the outsider was not a threat at all, he did not hesitate at all. The sharp claws in his hand flickered coldly as he prepared to attack.    

    

The rogue cultivators naturally saw the intention of the other party's attack clearly. A strong sense of crisis arose in their hearts, and they immediately spoke. "He wants to attack! Hurry up and run!"    

    

After that, everyone had already scattered in all directions. The Genuine Essence in their bodies was being activated without any regard for their lives. They wanted to run a little more distance, and every little bit more would ensure their own safety. This was their last hope.    

    

They looked at the countless rogue cultivators that were running in front of them. The alien's face carried a trace of a smile, as if he was a hunter playing with his prey. It was filled with evil interests, but the coldness in his eyes made everyone feel apprehensive.    

    

Then, they could see the alien flying in front of them. The sharp claws in his hands rose up. Just the wind brought by the flickering cold light and the terrifying sharp light swept past, causing many cultivators to be seriously injured.    

    

Many people had even fallen at this moment. The eyes of the rogue cultivators were filled with helplessness. Even though they had tried their best to escape, they had still fallen in the end.    

    

Among the cultivators who had fallen this time, there were old men, young men with weak cultivation bases, and even a female cultivator. Even though she wasn't dead yet and was severely injured, she seemed to want to send her child away. She struggled to move in front of her, causing blood to appear on the ground.    

    

Sun Bing and the others gritted their teeth tightly. When they saw everything in front of them, their eyes almost popped out of their sockets. This was the price of being weak.    

    

However, when he saw the alien walking towards the child, boundless fury surged out of Sun Bing's heart. Subconsciously, he wanted to kill this alien.    

    

However, at this moment, a world-shaking voice suddenly sounded in the air. "You beast, die!"    

    

When they turned their heads, they could see that countless cultivators could no longer hold themselves back when they saw this scene. Finally, someone made a move. His eyes were filled with determination. He held a dagger in his hand. It was obvious that he had already made a move with the intention of dying if he did not succeed.    

    

The alien clearly sensed the fluctuation around him. When he turned his head and saw that it was only Cultivator of the Heavenly-insight Stage, a trace of human-like disdain flashed across his eyes. He didn't even want to pay any attention to him.    

    

Coincidentally, at this moment, the Heaven Holding Arm that was standing there quietly had finally started to move. It was just a casual wave of the arm. The few cultivators that had swarmed forward earlier had turned into bright blood-red flowers in the sky, and had fallen completely.    

    

At this moment, Sun Bing and the others were surprised to find that their bodies seemed to have been fixed. Even breathing was difficult, and it was impossible for them to move.    

    

Sun Bing's facial expression was extremely miserable. Traces of blood could be seen at the corner of his mouth. This wasn't because he was injured, but because of him. His crown was almost completely broken. A trace of sadness flashed across his heart. No matter when, he had never seen such an aggrieved scene.    

    

A mere Saint was able to turn the situation around to such an extent. However, one should know that... Ancient Clans wasn't the only Saint among them. Even if he said that there was only one Saint among them... There was only one Saint in a race, but there were tens of thousands of them.    

    

At that time, what kind of method should the Humans use to deal with it? When he thought of this question, Sun Bing felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart. The desire for strength in his heart grew stronger and stronger. He wished that he could break through and completely cut off this arm.    

    

It was also at this moment that he noticed the arrogant smile on the alien's face. "Hahaha, I'm right here. If you have the guts, then hurry up and attack. Otherwise, don't blame me for showing no mercy."    

    

As he spoke, he walked towards the young child. The closer he got, the wider the smile on his face became.    

    

"Sigh."    

    

All of a sudden, a long sigh came from the sky. It was as if it had been imprinted on everyone's body. Even the many restrictions that had been placed on them had disappeared without a trace.    

    

Such a strange situation filled the outsider's heart with doubt and anger. He immediately looked around and couldn't help but shout, "Who is it? Don't try to act mysterious. Come out now! Otherwise, I'm going to kill this brat completely! "    

    

"What a bunch of barbarians. How can they be so cruel? Then, there's no need for you to exist anymore."    

    

As soon as the words left his mouth, the foreign race vanished into thin air. The only thing that could be seen was the terrified expression on his face. However, in the end, he still turned into dust. As for the rogue cultivators, they were completely safe.    

    

Just as everyone was filled with doubts, they turned their heads and saw an old man wearing a plain robe vaguely appearing in the distance. He seemed to have reached the age of a general, and there was no aura coming from his body.    

    

However, it felt like he had completely disappeared with a single step. In the next instant, he appeared in front of the crowd. The cultivators who saw this were astounded, and their hearts were filled with wild joy, as this represented... The old man was clearly a saint.