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At this moment, He Yuan and Wang Tian were completely deformed.

He Yuan's four limbs were all chopped off, his head and body separated from his body, his eyes wide open. Obviously, he died with grievance.

Wang Tian's condition was not much better than He Yuan's. His four limbs were chopped off, but his head was still on his neck.

Chen Yao heaved a heavy sigh in anger.

He had brought He Yuan and Wang Tian out to gain some experience, but now they had all died here, and in a miserable manner.

Chen Yao felt very sad. A trace of wetness could be seen in his eyes.

The two service disciples who had just entered the Mortal Realm, the sword faction, had just welcomed reform. Their dark and gloomy future of cultivation had just had a glimmer of light, but at this moment, they had died such a miserable death here and had such a pitiful ending.

Chen Yao felt very unfair.

And at this moment, Chen Yao was extremely furious, because it was clear that He Yuan and Wang Tian did not die in the mouths of demon beasts. Instead, their limbs had been cut off by a sharp weapon, causing them to lose too much blood and die.

"Who is it?" Chen Yao had a hideous expression on his face as he walked to the side of Wang Tian, who still had his head on his neck.

A surge of pure primal chaos energy poured into Wang Tian's body.

"Puchi."

With the infusion of Chen Yao's primal chaos energy, Wang Tian spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly opened his eyes.

"Liu Yuan, even if I become a ghost, I won't let you off."

As soon as Wang Tian opened his eyes, he had a trace of consciousness and began to hysterically shout.

"Wang Tian, Wang Tian is me." Chen Yao extended his hand and pointed at Wang Tian's head. A wave of pure primal chaos energy entered Wang Tian's sea of consciousness, and Wang Tian regained a trace of clarity.

"Senior Brother Chen Yao?"

Wang Tian saw Chen Yaozheng squatting in front of him. At this moment, his mood was both sad and happy.

"It's all my fault for bringing you guys here."

Chen Yao ruthlessly slapped himself.

Senior brother, don't be like this. If it wasn't for you, I would still be sitting on the lowest level of physical labor. Being able to fight like a swordsman is my utmost honor.

"Who is it?" Chen Yao's face was ashen, his words ruthless.

"Liu Yuan, Liu Jing, Zhang Wen, Liu Qing …"

There were a total of thirteen names.

Chen Yao firmly memorized these thirteen names in his heart.

"Senior Brother, you must help me and He Yuan take revenge, you must."

Wang Tian stared intently at Chen Yao before suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood. He actually bit his tongue and committed suicide.

If he were to live like a cripple, he would rather die. This was to protect his final dignity as a swordsman.

Wang Tian had died. It was a miserable death, but it was also very tragic.

Chen Yao took a deep breath and stood up.

With a wave of his hand, He Yuan and Wang Tian's corpses were burned to ashes and scattered into the air.

"Bro, have a safe trip. I, Chen Yao, will help you take revenge."

In the next moment, Chen Yao was already over a hundred zhang away.

Chen Yao couldn't wait to kill someone …

Currently, outside the Broken Sword City, there were hoarding the three factions.

On one side was the Divine Radiant Empire's military force. A hundred thousand heavy armored soldiers encircled the Broken Sword City so that not even a drop of water could leak out.

He knew he was going to die, but he wasn't afraid of dying.

On the other side were the sword faction disciples, seven to eight thousand sword faction disciples gathered together.

The last side consisted of cultivators from other sects, all of whom were mixed together.

The Broken Sword City was currently covered by a layer of crystal clear light barrier. The Octane Blast Snake continued to attack the barrier, but every time it attacked, tens of thousands of Yuan Qi flying swords would launch a counterattack. The Octane Blast Snake was obviously extremely angry, its rage had caused it to lose its rationality, regardless of the damage it received from attacking the barrier, it would still ruthlessly smash into the barrier.

Cracks began to appear on the barrier.

At most, one day, the barrier would be broken. When that time came, the crazy Octavo Snake would start a bloodbath and slaughter.

Everyone outside the city was preparing for battle, their faces solemn.

The night was dark, but no one was feeling sleepy. They sat around the bonfire, and no one made a sound.

On the sword faction's side, deep inside the tents, the sword faction's experts, Wu Zong experts, Dharma sect experts, Hundred Flowers Palace experts, as well as the upper echelons of the Divine Radiant Imperial City's military, and even the Everlasting Demon Sect sent ten Emperor's realm experts to this place and sat down in a circle.

Although there were many gaps between these sects and forces, in front of the grand event that concerned the rise and fall of the entire Divine State, they were all united as enemies.

How deep was the hatred between Luo Jianxin and the sword faction? But at that time, Luo Jianxin had used his soul avatar to repel the soul of Fusang Nation's Sect Master Yamamoto Michenna?

At that time, the powerful warriors of the various sects had been hiding in the surroundings to observe the battle, hoping to gain benefits from this. But now, so much time had passed, it was a bit difficult for them to not show themselves.

Each of the large sects sent out a semi-sage leader who brought over ten Emperor Stage powerhouses as well as nearly a hundred Martial King Stage disciples. They did not bring a single low-level disciple because bringing them was also a burden.

At this moment, the sword rain had undoubtedly become everyone's leader.

"That Octadic Snake is a demon beast at the peak of the sage realm. Wu Zong, Dharma sect, Hundred Flowers Palace and the Everlasting Demon Sect, what do you mean by sending only semi-sage realm experts? Even five human cultivators at the peak of the sage realm may not necessarily be able to seal it, let alone kill it.

"Could it be that your sects want to see my sword rain die, my sword faction die?"

Jian Yu's tone was sharp, and his expression was cold. He exuded the aura of a saint, causing even a semi-sage realm expert to tremble in fear.

Qi Yun said, "This is too much. Although our sect has a blood feud with your sword sect, we still came. Furthermore, our sect's Left Protector killed his soul the moment the sect master appeared, which is already a great merit."

Martial Ancestor Half Saint, Wu Yuan said, "It's not that we are all in seclusion, it's just that we are not willing to make a move. We are simply unable to do so."

The semi-sage of Hundred Flowers Palace, Flower Spirit said, "Sage Jian Yu, the only sage of our Hundred Flowers Palace is the head of the palace, and there is only one sage. We definitely won't act rashly."

In the army garrisoned in the Broken Sword City, an emperor realm general said, "The morning of the day has already arrived. Tomorrow, we will arrive at the battlefield. This is just our greatest sincerity."

Jian Yu sneered.

I have already ordered the Sword Faction disciples below the King's realm to immediately depart and return to the sect. They will not make unnecessary sacrifices, and the large sects have sent many people, so the Sword Faction will send as many people as possible. If the large sects and the Divine Radiant Empire still do not send out Saints, then I will not intervene.

Even if she was a sage expert, she was still a woman. If she really did turn hostile, how could she care about the honor of being a sage?

If it were any other sect saints who did not act, he would only be able to kill the Octadic Snake. If he died, the sword faction would be annihilated.

Then what was the need for him to make a move?

Everyone present had different expressions on their faces and had different thoughts in their hearts.

Everyone was silent.

And just at this moment, a furious voice resounded throughout the sword faction's disciple encampment.

"Liu Yuan, Liu Jing, come out and die."