Chapter 1209: Destroying the Sect

Just when the Xuantian Sect elder was at a loss, a cold voice sounded above the sect.

"No need to waste time. After we deal with you, your clan leader will be the next one."

As the voice fell, a figure slowly landed on the sect's square. It was Xu Hanchang.

Behind him, Zhou Yiqiao and Qing Jimeng also slowly fell down. The three of them exuded a powerful aura, which made everyone feel a deep fear.

"You...what do you want to do?"

The fat elder asked in a trembling voice, the previous arrogance was gone from his voice, only fear remained.

Xu Hanchang looked at him coldly, did not answer, but slowly raised his hand.

"no, do not want......"

The fat elder's voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes were filled with despair.

"boom!"

There was another loud bang, and the protective formation of the sect was completely shattered by Xu Hanchang's attack. The doomsday of Xuantian Sect has arrived.

As the protective formation of the sect was broken, the entire Xuantian Sect fell into chaos.

Xu Hanchang stood on the back of a snowy lion with a cold look in his eyes. His figure was like a god of war, exuding a terrifying aura.

"kill!"

Xu Hanchang's voice was cold, like the chilly wind in winter, making people's hearts palpitate.

The Xue Ji lion let out an earth-shaking roar, and with all four hooves stepping into the air, it rushed into the crowd of Xuan Tian Sect like a flash of white lightning.

A vermilion spear appeared in Xu Hanchang's hand, with an even redder flame burning at the tip. As he swung it, it sounded like a dragon roaring in the sky, and he killed the disciples of Xuantian Sect like mowing grass.

The spear danced in the air, and each stab went straight to the vital point without any delay.

Zhou Yiqiao and Qing Jimeng followed closely behind. Although they were injured, they were able to display considerable combat effectiveness under the influence of this momentum.

Although Zhou Yiqiao's Netherworld Demon Sword was already in a semi-broken state, it was still a sharp sickle when facing the Xuantian Sect monks who had no power to defend themselves.

Qing Jimeng fully utilized the advantages of her ice spiritual roots. Cold mist spread out from her fingertips and quickly covered a large area, freezing the enemies into crystal clear ice sculptures. Then with a slight wave of her hand, those ice sculptures turned into countless ice chips and dissipated in the wind.

The disciples of Xuantian Sect fled in panic, but how could their speed compare to that of Xu Hanchang and his men?

In just a moment, the square of Xuantian Sect was filled with corpses and blood flowed like a river.

Just then, an angry roar came from a distance.

"stop!"

As the voice fell, a figure flew over quickly and landed on the square.

This is a middle-aged man with a resolute face and wearing a golden robe. He is the leader of Xuantian Sect, Gao Ya.

Gao Ya's face was gloomy and his eyes were flashing with anger. He looked at the corpses on the ground and his body was shaking slightly.

"Xu Hanchang, you are so brave that you dare to come to my Xuantian Sect and act wildly!"

Gao Ya roared.

Xu Hanchang stopped what he was doing, turned his head and looked at Gao Ya coldly.

"Gao Ya, I am in a bad mood today. I want to blame someone, it's you, the Xuantian Sect, who are looking for death and ran into the muzzle of my gun."

When Gao Ya heard this, a trace of panic flashed across his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger.

"Xu Hanchang, don't forget that behind my Xuantian Sect is the Lingxiao Palace. If you dare to touch me, the Lingxiao Palace will not let you go!"

Xu Hanchang sneered, and then the anger on his face became even worse.

“Lingxiao Palace? If you didn’t mention Lingxiao Palace, I, your grandfather, would have destroyed your Xuantian Sect today and left. But since you mentioned Lingxiao Palace, the relatives of your Xuantian Sect’s high-ranking officials who are fostered nearby today will not have a chance to survive!”

After saying that, Xu Hanchang raised the spear in his hand and pointed the tip of the spear directly at the high cliff.

Gao Ya's face changed. He didn't expect Xu Hanchang to be so tough. He hurriedly stepped back and shouted loudly.

"Where is the sect protector? Come and help me!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard several screams behind him.

It turned out that those sect guardian elders hiding in the dark had been killed one by one by Xu Hanchang's Snow Lion.

Gao Ya's face turned completely pale. He looked at Xu Hanchang with fear in his eyes.

"Xu Hanchang, you can't kill me. I am the leader of Xuantian Sect. If you kill me, Lingxiao Palace will never let you go!"

Xu Hanchang smiled coldly and threw out his spear.

"So what? Even if he has great powers in Lingxiao Palace, can he come to my Tianwaitian to settle accounts with me?"

The fire spread across the prairie, and the spear drew a red arc in the sky. The next moment, Gao Ya's body was instantly nailed to the square in front of the Xuantian Sect's main hall.

With Gao Ya's death, the entire Xuantian Sect fell into complete despair.

Xu Hanchang and his men were like the god of death, reaping lives one after another until there was no life left in the entire Xuantian Sect.

When everything was settled, Xu Hanchang stood among the corpses on the ground, his body covered in blood, but there was no unnecessary fluctuation in his eyes.

Obviously, Xu Hanchang has experienced such bloody scenes countless times.

He inserted the spear at his side and clapped his hands. Several black shadows suddenly appeared from the void, surrounding Xu Hanchang and standing with their heads bowed respectfully.

These demon subordinates have different shapes. Some look like dragons, covered with black scales and have cold eyes.

Some of them are in human form, but have horns on their foreheads and their skin has a faint green sheen, and they are obviously demon cultivators with a high level of cultivation.

"Search this place thoroughly and leave no one alive, especially the relatives of the Xuantian Sect cultivators. No one can be spared."

“You can plunder resources related to Xuantian Sect at will, but as usual, you cannot disturb ordinary cultivators, especially mortals.”

Xu Hanchang's voice was low and decisive, revealing unquestionable majesty.

Upon hearing this, the demon clan's subordinates responded in unison, then turned into black shadows and quickly dispersed.

The monsters disappeared, and the Xue Ji Lion also digested the top leaders of Xuan Tian Sect and returned to Xu Hanchang.

Xu Hanchang turned his gaze to Zhou Yiqiao and Qing Jimeng, and there was finally a hint of warmth in his cold eyes.

"Brother Zhou, are you satisfied with what Xu has explained to you?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao curled up his lips into a complicated smile. He nodded slightly, his voice still sounding a bit tired.

"Brother Xu, I will always remember your kindness. I am very relieved to have my revenge."

After saying that, Zhou Yiqiao slowly took out an ancient flag from his sleeve, which was the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Above the banner, a faint light flickered, as if thousands of souls were whispering.

Zhou Yiqiao closed his eyes and concentrated, silently chanting a spell in his heart. Suddenly, the banner glowed brightly, and a soul figure in a black robe and with a stern face floated out of the banner. It was the soul Yu of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

"Hunyu, act on my behalf."

Zhou Yiqiao gave the order softly, with a barely perceptible hint of fatigue in his tone.

"Refine all the residual souls in the Xuantian Sect."