“Haha, not bad Guan Yiyun buddy! It’s impossible for these guys to surrender, Little Chen would never allow that to happen.”
Big Yellow was laughing out heartily. He extended his head and continued crashing and slamming in all direction. His path was filled with blood-curdling screeches.
Previously, Guan Yiyun had not been a man without mercy, he would still give his enemies a chance to surrender. But, since he had been in Inferno Hell for such a long time, he had changed the way he dealt with his enemies. Those who came back from Inferno Hell were all cruel men, they wouldn’t even blink their eyes when they killed.
At this moment, everyone from the Burning Sky Pavilion had completely lost all their hope. Their opponents didn’t even allow them to surrender. Clearly, they wanted to kill them all.
This was karma. When they were on the upper side and were killing the people from the Black Sect and Valley of Happiness, none of them even furrowed their brows. But now that the tables had turned, no matter how they begged for forgiveness and asked to surrender, their karma had decided that this was impossible.
Although Nanbei Chao was extremely ruthless and arrogant, there was one thing he was right about. At even turning point in history, with every end of an era, blood must be shed. Today was a day of major change for the Qi Province, and the Black Sect’s battlefield was destined to be a hell filled with slaughter. Rivers of blood were destined to flow in this battle, and the blood would either belong to themselves, or their enemies. Those who were involved could not escape.
This was the cruel world of cultivation. Life and death and was normal, there were not many rules that applied to this realm, and the thing that mattered the most was strength.
The Burning Sky Pavilion’s army had been completely defeated and had dispersed. The formidable Big Yellow needed no description. Guan Yiyun, Tian Yishan, Huo Yuner; each of them were extremely strong. Even Yang Meng, Wang Heng and the few others were men who killed without blinking their eyes. The fights they had experienced in Inferno Hell was a hundred times more terrifying than this.
Arghh…
The miserable shrieks could be heard everywhere. The number of disciples and elders from the Burning Sky Pavilion were constantly reducing. More than half the sect elders from the Heavenly Sword Sect had been killed, and the rest of them were suffering from serious injuries, and were struggling with defending themselves. This time, Duan Jianhong had made a wrong decision. If he had chosen to join the Black Sect and Valley of Happiness, he would not be trapped in this situation.
Bang!