C371 Qi Deviation
C371 Qi Deviation
Two disciples walked in from outside the [Hidden Sword Pavilion] and carried the unconscious young man out.
After walking for a long distance, the two people who carried the disciple were the elites of the Fallen Ying Sect. One of them sighed, "Sect Master was originally fine, but after the Dragon Head Division returned, Sect Master seemed to have become a different person."
"That's right, there are already a lot of brothers who want to leave the sect. If we really can't do it for a while, then let's leave as well. Otherwise, he might end up like us." The other person also sighed.
After the two of them finished complaining, they didn't dare disobey Jian Nantian's orders and carried that person to the back of the mountain.
Twenty minutes later, Jian Nan Tian brought three Hall Master s and over ten disciples. Just as he was about to go down the mountain, two disciples who were guarding the mountain gate came up with a sandalwood box in their hands.
"Sect Master, someone at the foot of the mountain said that it was a friend of yours who sent you a box." The disciple holding the sandalwood box took a step forward and said.
The two disciples knew that the box was made of sandalwood, and the price of the box itself was not cheap. That was why they dared to send it directly to Jian Nan Tian.
"My old friend? "What does he look like?" Jian Nan Tian frowned and asked.
"A middle-aged man in his forties with a medium build. He said his surname was Chou and he left as soon as he finished giving away the items." Another disciple who was guarding the mountain replied.
"Revenge!" Could it be Qin Yun? " A bad premonition arose in Jian Nantian's heart. He said to his disciple, "Bring the box over for me to take a look."
"Yes." One of Jian Nantian's disciples walked up and took the sandalwood box from the disciple guarding the mountain. He then handed it over to Jian Nantian.
The characteristic of sandalwood was that it had a strange fragrance. This strange fragrance could cover up a lot of the smell.
As this disciple's Cultivation was not low, I did not notice anything amiss. However, as soon as the wooden box was placed in front of Jian Nantian, he smelt a wave of blood smell.
"This is bad!" A light flashed in Jian Nan Tian's hand, and an ancient long sword appeared in his hand.
The sandalwood box was split open from the center by the long sword, revealing a bloody head. Everyone present was stunned, because its owner was the Young Sect Master of the Fallen Ying Sect, Jian Fei.
Ah!" Jian Nan Tian roared towards the sky, and the entire Sword Mountain could hear his angry roar.
For a moment, the wild beasts in the Sword Mountain were flustered, and birds flew everywhere.
Jian Nan Tian was originally lingering at the edge of Qi deviation. Jian Fei's death was like a catalyst, pushing him into the endless abyss.
Then, Jian Nantian felt the blood in his body start to boil. The Qi that was originally stuck in his chest began to run amok, traveling to every corner of his body's meridians.
"Pfft!" Jian Nan Tian spat out a mouthful of blood. After he spat it out, a strange, blood-red light flashed across his eyes.
He roared, "Qin Yun, I'll kill you!"
The light around Jian Nantian began to turn red. In his eyes, the two disciples guarding the mountain were none other than Qin Yun. With a flash, he appeared in front of the two disciples.
"Swish!" With a sound, the long sword in Jian Nantian's hand that was glowing with a blood-red light mercilessly sliced across the necks of two disciples.
Two disciples that were guarding the mountain fell to the ground, blood gushing out from their necks. They were killed on the spot by the angry Jian Nantian.
When Jian Nan Tian saw the blood that spurted out from his two necks, the blood in his eyes became even more intense. His expression became even more sinister and he started to laugh maniacally.
"Sect Master!" The three Hall Master s and more than ten disciples exclaimed.
However, what they didn't know was that their exclamations of surprise had already attracted the attention of Jian Nantian.
"Qin Yun!" Jian Nan Tian looked at the Hall Master and her disciples with her bloody eyes.
"This is bad!" Sect Master seems to have gone berserk! " The Hall Master closest to Jian Nantian exclaimed.
Just as he finished speaking, Jian Nan Tian had already rushed in front of him. The blood colored long sword in his hand pierced into his chest with a speed that fast enough to cover one's ears, taking the life of a Hall Master.
Seeing that, the other two Hall Master s hurriedly shouted: "Run! Go find the elders, Sect Master has already given up on them! "
After he finished speaking, the two Hall Master s led the remaining disciples and rushed towards the elders' cultivation grounds.
"Trying to run!" Return my fire pearl, my son's life! " Jian Nan roared and chased after him.
These disciples' Cultivation were originally low, it was simply impossible for them to be as fast as Jian Nan Tian. After running a few steps, a long sword appeared from the chest of a disciple that was falling behind.
The long sword passed through his body, but it was not okay. The sword suddenly turned, "Peng!" A loud sound was heard as a huge force tore that disciple apart, causing dark red blood to spray all over the sky.
Jian Nan Tian did not dodge. He allowed the blood to drip onto his body, and continued to chase the fleeing disciples.
As for the disciples who did not understand what had happened, they all rushed over upon hearing the commotion.
However, before their eyes was a bloody Jian Nantian, madly slaughtering the disciples of the sect, killing and howling at the same time.
"Sect Master has gone berserk, everyone run!" The disciples of the Fallen Ying Sect screamed out in fear and ran down the mountain.
In less than ten minutes, the Fallen Ying Sect was like hell on earth. Broken limbs and arms were everywhere, and the ground was dyed red with blood.
"Haha …" Jian Nan Tian stood among the corpses of his disciples, holding the long sword that was releasing a bloody light, and laughed wildly.
At this time, seven figures rushed over from the distance, arriving not far from Jian Nantian. Looking at the corpses that littered the ground, they felt extreme grief.
There were five white-robed elders among them. Each of them had a biting cold aura that was as sharp as a sword.
They were the five elders of the Fallen Ying Sect, and the other two were the Hall Master who went to ask for help.
"Sword South Sky!" What have you done! " One of the old men with long eyebrows roared at Jian Nan Tian.
With this roar, the wildly laughing Jian Nan Tian turned his gaze over. A malevolent look flashed across his eyes as he looked at the old man. He growled, "Kill!"
Then, he raised his sword and dashed towards the seven of them.
"Sect Master's cultivation has already gone berserk, there's no point in saying anything now. Let's restrain it first!" The other bearded elder looked at the rushing Heavenly Dao of Sword.
"En!" The rest of the elders nodded, and five figures stepped forward in unison.
Jian Nantian's Cultivation was originally at the peak of the Core Formation stage, and his combat power was extremely strong.
Now that his cultivation had gone berserk and entered a crazed state, his battle strength had also skyrocketed, closing in on the experts of the Void Interpretation Stage.
Of the five elders, three of them had just reached the peak of the Core Formation stage, and the other two were still in the middle stage of the Core Formation stage.