Supreme Shrine

They are now surrounding the Xuanyuan Sword Sect without killing them, the purpose is to wait for Lu Ming to come.

Moreover, Xue Chao and Qiu Changkong really hated and feared Lu Ming, and they felt uneasy if they didn't confirm that Lu Ming was dead.

Rumble!

The Sun Legion and the Shifang Sword Sect spread out and surrounded the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

Xue Chao waved his hand, and suddenly, a jade table and several jade chairs appeared.

The tables and chairs were suspended in the air, and Xue Chao sat on a chair at will.

Qiu Changkong immediately took out a jug of fine wine, poured it for Xue Chao, and poured a glass for himself, drinking with Xue Chao while waiting.

Lin Xueyi and the others had extremely ugly faces.

"The opponent is trying to fight psychological warfare and force some weak-minded people to surrender. This is insulting us!"

Hua Chi said in a deep voice.

The other party, who has a strong Martial King, can easily crush them, but now they don't do it. In their view, this is an insult to them.

"Ugh!"

Lin Xueyi let out a long sigh, even if she knew, so what?

Strength, strength is not as good as others!

"Stick to your post and wait and see what happens!"

Lin Xueyi ordered to go on.

And he sat cross-legged in front of the mountain gate, staring at Qiu Changkong and the others.

Afterwards, Ling Potian, Hua Chi and other high-level officials also sat cross-legged at the mountain gate.

"Remember, if you want to survive, surrender as soon as possible. When I change my mind, it will be too late!"

Xue Chao was drinking, his cold voice spread throughout the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

In the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, countless people flashed various expressions.

Some people, filled with righteous indignation, regard death as home.

Some people's eyes are flickering and wandering.

Time passed slowly, and the atmosphere in Xuanyuan Sword Sect became more and more oppressive.

"I surrender, I choose to surrender!"

Suddenly, at the foot of the mountain, someone ran out and yelled loudly.

A middle-aged man frantically ran outside.

"It's a deacon of the White Tiger Court. Damn it, after hanging out with the Duanmu family for a long time, they are all traitors!"

A golden-robed elder roared.

"Hahaha, okay, surrender and don't kill, Master Qiu, make arrangements, he will be a member of your Shifang Sword Sect from now on!"

Xue Chao laughed.

"Yes!"

Qiu Wuyang quickly nodded in agreement.

"I surrender too!"

"I want to surrender too!"

At this time, more people yelled and ran to the outside, there were a dozen of them.

"Traitor, damn traitor!"

Someone roared.

Everyone saw that these people were originally from the Baihuyuan.

"It's good that these people are gone!"

Lin Xueyi said.

Afterwards, everyone fell silent.

However, in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, the atmosphere became even more oppressive.

The first day passed just like that. Except for the dozen or so people who surrendered from the original Baihuyuan, no one else surrendered.

On the second day, people's hearts became even more unstable.

Some people's hearts are getting more and more restless. It's like waiting for death. Who can bear it?

Although Lin Xueyi and the others knew about it, there was nothing they could do about it.

Day three!

"I surrender!"

"I want to surrender!"

On the third day, someone finally shouted out of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

This time, it wasn't limited to the White Tiger Courtyard, even in other courtyards, some people started to rush out of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

There are bronze-level disciples, silver-level disciples, and even elders.

"Ugh!"

Lin Xueyi sighed, as if she had aged a lot in an instant.

Time flies, and it is the fourth day.

On the fourth day, the number of people who surrendered suddenly exploded and greatly increased.

"I surrender!"

Those who yelled to surrender joined together.

There are literally thousands of people.

There are people from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, as well as people from Chixiao Valley and the royal family.

"Damn, traitor, damn traitor!"

Ling Potian jumped into a rage, wishing he could rush out and kill those who surrendered.

However, the number of surrenders is still increasing.

On the fourth day, nearly 4000 surrendered.

On the fifth day, fewer people surrendered, but there were still about 1000 people.

When the sixth day came, Xue Chao suddenly slapped the table heavily.

"It's been more than five days, and Lu Ming hasn't come yet. From my point of view, Lu Ming is already dead!"

Xue Chao said.

"Brother, why not wait a few days, in case Lu Ming is not dead?"

Autumn is empty.

He was afraid of Lu Ming from the bottom of his heart.

"Junior Brother, what are you afraid of? Do it first, take them all down, and wait before it's too late!"

Xue Chao said.

"Then, alright, let's do it according to the brother's method!"

Qiu Changkong nodded.

Swish!

Xue Chao got up and took a step forward.

boom!

At this time, Lin Xueyi stood up suddenly, with a powerful aura erupting from her body, she said, "Who will meet the enemy with me?"

"I!"

Ling Potian roared.

"I!"

"And I!"

Shangguan Ming, Yanquan, Xuanyuan Sword Sect and the other two half-step kings of Scarlet Cloud Valley, plus some golden-cloaked elders, responded one after another, their aura exploded, gathered together, and stirred up the situation.

Roar!

With a low growl, a tall figure appeared next to Lin Xueyi and the others, but his golden eyes were bloodshot.

"Haha, just a few half-step kings, and some ants who are not even half-step kings, want to fight me. They are really beyond their limits, and they are looking for death!"

Xue Chao sneered.

"You are a dog-like thing, you dare to attack the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, you are even more overconfident, you are courting death!"

When Xue Chao's voice fell, another cold voice sounded.

Hearing this voice, Xue Chao and Qiu Changkong's body shook wildly, and he exclaimed: "Lu Ming!"

And Lin Xueyi, Hua Chi and others also shook their bodies violently, and shouted: "Lu Ming, it's Lu Ming!

Everyone couldn't help but looked towards the source of the sound.

In the distant sky, a bolt of lightning flashed away and flew towards this side.

Too fast, really too fast.

In the last moment, it was at least dozens of miles away, and in the next moment, it was near.

In a flash of lightning, a handsome figure appeared in the sky. If it wasn't Lu Ming, who could it be?

"Fortunately, we're here!"

Lu Ming swept his gaze away and immediately felt relieved.

For the past five days, he has been working nonstop and frantically on the road, and finally arrived.

"Lu Ming, why are you here alone? There is a king on the other side, so you leave quickly and report this to the upper echelon of Emperor Tianshen Palace!"

Lin Xueyi called out quickly.

"That's right, Lu Ming, hurry up, they, as the Heavenly God Guards, actually abused their private power and mobilized the army of the Blood Zhao Empire. How about it?"

Hua Chi also called out.

The other party has a king, so Lu Ming can't be the opponent at all. It is better to go first and report the situation to Ditian Temple.

Lu Ming is the Eastern Heaven Divine Guard, and his status is not comparable to them. As long as he reports the situation, the high-level officials of Emperor Tianshen Palace will definitely pay attention.

"It's okay!"

Lu Ming waved his hand slightly, and Lin Xueyi and the others fell silent.

Invisibly, Lu Ming already had great prestige in Lin Xueyi's heart.

Immediately, Lu Ming looked at Qiu Changkong and Xue Chao, and said coldly: "You two hot chickens, I forgive you for not being so courageous, the old dog behind you ordered you to come here!"

(End of this chapter)