Nine Realms Sword Master

As the acting abbot's roar resounded, everyone rushed towards the messenger.

All kinds of terrifying soul arts covered it like a surging wave.

The void is rolling.

Xia Yun all dissipated.

At this moment, even the stars in the sky have become dim.

Such a horrifying scene made everyone's scalp numb.

No one dared to remain indifferent under such a terrible offensive.

However... the messenger stood still.

It's like a mountain collapses in front of you without changing your color.

The acting abbot took a breath and looked at the messenger in disbelief.

In this situation, the other party is still so calm, so... I am afraid that there is only one possibility that can explain all this.

The opponent is not afraid of your move at all!

as expected.

The messenger raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

clatter!

There was a crisp sound.

A blue halo of light immediately bloomed between his two fingers.

This halo is like a wave, spreading in all directions.

But anyone who is covered by this blue halo will directly freeze their bodies, as if they were frozen, and even the soul spells that bombarded them are all frozen by this force.

Ever since, the whole world was still.

The terrifying wave of soul art, the countless soul masters that overwhelmed the sea, could no longer move an inch.

People seem to be under the spell of time.

However, unlike the time spell, although their bodies cannot move, their conscious thinking is still there, and they can even speak.

They can see everything in front of them clearly and understand what happened.

But... there's nothing they can do!

"what happened?"

"My... body... why can't I move!"

"Is it the means of the messenger?"

"What kind of spell is this?"

"Help!"

...

The souls screamed in despair.

But who can save them at this moment?

Everyone was imprisoned, unable to move at all, they were like meat placed on a chopping board, waiting for the other party to chop.

"Abbot! What should we do now?"

A monk looked at the acting abbot who was also imprisoned, and tried his best to ask.

The acting abbot's expression froze, and he tried his best to hit the bondage on his body. With the utmost strength, the bondage finally loosened a little, but it was far from easy to break through it completely.

"Everyone works hard together. It must be very difficult for him to restrain so many of us by himself. If we all work together, we will be able to lift this restraint!" The acting abbot said loudly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately tried their best to break through this restraining force.

as expected.

The void began to vibrate.

The still space was shaking constantly, and the power that fell on everyone was shaking like sand grains crazily.

Everyone was overjoyed.

"It works!"

"Great!"

"Everyone work harder!"

The voice of joy kept coming out.

But at this moment...

Chi! ! !

A strange sound spread.

Then I saw human heads flying up one after another, and pillar-like blood sprayed towards the sky, as if it was going to dye the sky red.

People stared wide-eyed, looking at the thousands of people in front of them in disbelief.

No one could believe that thousands of lives were lost just like that.

In front of them was the messenger.

He didn't know when there was an extra sword in his hand.

With a sway of the sharp sword, thousands of heads flew up, and blood spread like pillars to the sky.

"what?"

The trembling voice kept coming out.

"Yes, you can indeed break free from my imprisonment, and it is impossible for me to completely suppress all of you, but...you cannot escape from my imprisonment in the first place. During this period of time, I can easily suppress you all. Erase them all! Your struggles are nothing but futile, dying struggles!"

The messenger walked slowly with a sword in hand, his eyes were full of coldness and indifference.

His purpose is to kill all the people here.

So he will never be soft.

"It's time to end!"

The messenger said, throwing the sword in his hand into the air.

Whoosh!

The sharp sword flew into the air and split open, turning into tens of thousands of swords, with the blade facing down, hanging in the air.

"what?"

Everyone was shocked by it.

The messenger is planning to kill everyone in one go!

"don't want!"

"Leave us alone!"

"We are willing to join you, we are willing to surrender!"

"Please let us go!"

"We are willing to attack the Shenji Palace for you!"

The sound of hysteria is endless.

Everyone is anxious, everyone is scared.

Even the acting abbot is unwilling to persist at this moment.

Shouted loudly: "Stop! I....I agree to your request!"

"Abbot!"

All the monks looked at him in unison, and every member of the Shanglong Temple opened their eyes wide, looking at him in disbelief.

"Abbot, you... what are you doing? Are you going to betray Li Shengzhou?" A monk asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"I'm not betraying Lishengzhou, I want to protect Shanglong Temple!" The acting abbot was emotional.

"If you betray Li Shengzhou in order to protect Shanglong Temple, then what's the point of us living...?"

"Acting abbot! You can't do this!"

"We would rather die than surrender to them!"

Many monks shouted angrily.

"Shut up, at this time, you must listen to me! Since I am the acting abbot, I have the responsibility to let Shanglong Temple pass on! None of you are allowed to disobey the abbot's wishes!" The acting abbot shouted.

Everyone was angry and helpless.

So far, they can only wait to die.

However.

The emissaries did not seem to accept their surrender.

"You only know how to surrender now? It's too late! If ants like you don't cherish the gift given by my lord, you will never have a second chance! Now, you can go die!"

The messenger said calmly, and moved his palm lightly.

In an instant, the sharp sword hanging above everyone's heads flickered coldly, and then fell down in unison, piercing everyone's sky spirit cover.

"No!!"

"I don't want to die!"

The miserable cry resounded through the sky.

The acting abbot was desperate.

Countless people are desperate.

No one expected that he would die like this.

The messenger smiled lightly, his eyes full of amusement.

This is not the first time he has carried out a killing like this.

It's just... just when the sharp sword is about to fall on the heads of these people...

Wow!

A strange breeze blew by.

All the sharp swords that fell were frozen...

"what?"

The envoy was stunned and raised his head abruptly.

But he saw that his sharp swords were wrapped in strong time magic.

This time technique is extremely subtle, and it is simply beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"who!"

The envoy shouted loudly.

He didn't believe that anyone in Shanglong Temple could have such a means.

But he saw a figure striding across the sky, walking towards here.

That figure is like a god...