ispleased, and he said:"Then we're just going to sit here and wait We're representatives of the Nanling Alliance visiting Young Master Lin! If this gets out, they'll think your Yunchuan Martial Arts W..."Aren't you Elder Shen Tianchang of the Back Mountain Sect How could you be here"

The Sword God of the Moon gazed at the newcomer, his expression a little surprised.

This time, during the sweep of the Netherworld's Withering, every sect had its own mission. The Back Mountain Sect was responsible for the area near the north, which is surprising to find it here.

"We're all done over here!"

Shen Tian smiled back.

He was dressed in a black robe, with a black hat on his head. In this dim environment, the smile on his face seemed rather eerie, leaving both Mingyue Jian Shen and Sengyi Gufo feeling a chill down their spines!

But the two of them didn't think too much about it,

After all,

It's really wonderful to see fellow countrymen coming here to support us!

"Still, you guys from Back Mountain Sect are formidable. You completed the mission so quickly! We're devastated here, only I and Monk Gufo remain!"

The Moonlit Sword God had a touch of sadness on his face.

He used to be very arrogant, calling himself the Sword God and believing he was unparalleled in the world. He rarely put others in his eyes, but the events he experienced during this time deeply affected him.

This time, clearing the undead blight, he watched helplessly as his teammates fell one by one. The feeling of powerlessness overwhelmed him, leaving him utterly helpless!

"I have burned my life force. In this battle, I will be at the forefront, and you and the monk will assist me! If we are defeated, do not worry about me. Escape from here."

As the Four Deathly Warlords drew closer, the Moonlit Sword God's voice grew increasingly frantic.

"Don't worry!"

Shen Tian responded.

Having received a positive reply, the Moonlit Sword God hesitated no longer. He held his sword in one hand and charged directly into the ranks of the undead army!

A person's lifetime,

You have to fight for something!

"Kill!"

At this moment, the Moonlit Sword God's whole body is radiating golden light. His sword qi surrounds him, like a sharp divine sword, piercing straight into the very center of the undead army!

All blood and hate, now I settle with you!

The Moonlit Sword God, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, unleashed a reign of terror. Everywhere he went, countless souls were shattered into pieces amidst endless cries of anguish!

Shen Tian and the ancient monk in robes followed closely behind, each displaying their divine powers, and joined the battle as well.

"Stop him!"

Two undead warriors leapt into the air, blocking the path of the Moonlit Sword God.

"With a heart of death, you are all nothing but lowly chickens and dogs."

The Moonlit Sword God radiated killing intent, directly swinging his sword at the two great undead war generals!

"Boom!"

This sword is too powerful!

Imbued with the swordsmanship of the Moonlit Sword God, and under the blessing of the essence of life, a vast amount of sword qi flew about, annihilating everything. In an instant, it ripped through the space where the two great generals stood!

"Boom!"

Two mighty generals fought together, but were forced to retreat again and again, their bodies trembling with the strain of battle!

"Xiao Dao! I shall slay you all and offer your lives as sacrifice to the spirits of my countless slain kin!"

The Moonlit Sword God has gone mad.

He knew that after this battle, he was sure to die, so there was no more reservation. He would kill any god and Buddha, a reckless fighting style with no regard for his life!

The two great generals looked grave, deeply feeling the fearsome power of this sword cultivator before them. Even with all their skill and strength, they could only manage to parry his attacks.

Unexpectedly, at this moment.

"Pfft!"

A large, snow-white hand suddenly pierced through the chest of the Sword God Mingyue, sending a shower of blood blossoms flying. Heart fragments could be faintly seen flying out and scattering across the ground.

"

" "Huh"

"

The mighty figure of the Moonlit Sword God froze instantly.

A line of blood silently flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his bright sword-like eyes lost their original luster, becoming dim and confused.

He struggled to turn back.

When he saw the person who had made the move, his face was even more filled with confusion and bewilderment.

Why

"Didn't expect that, did you"

Shen Tian wore a strange smile, as he spoke, slowly drawing his hand back, taking out the Heart of the Moonlit Sword God whole. It was a mess of blood.

"Whoosh~"

Without support,

The body of the Moonlit Sword God fell like a kite with its string cut, plummeting straight from the sky and landing hard on the ground, sending up clouds of dust.

"Pfft~"

The Moonlit Sword God spat another mouthful of fresh blood from his mouth.

A bloody hole gaped in his chest, from which torrents of sword energy poured out. The qi within him transformed into countless points of light, slowly dispersing into the world.

"Why"

The God of the Bright Moon Sword was pale, shielding his frail body with the remaining qi.

"Can't you see it yet Our Back Mountain Sect and these undead are in cahoots!"

Shen Tian smiled and replied.

"Are you on the side of the undead"

The Heavenly Sword God's eyes grew dimmer.

He felt his life slipping away rapidly.

It was always achieved by sacrificing one's life force to forcefully enhance combat power. Now, with the shattering of his heart, it has backfired, causing his soul to waver and teeter on the brink of collapse.

"Originally, I wasn't planning on making a move, but unfortunately, you're simply too strong. For the sake of ending this battle sooner, I have no choice but to take action!"

Shen Tian walked slowly to the front of the Moonlit Sword God, looking down at him condescendingly and said with pity:

"It's a pity. If you had the time, you might have reached the realm of three or four tribulation cultivators."

How could you betray the human race.

The Moonlit Sword God's voice grew weaker and weaker.

"Why waste so many words on a dead man"

Shen Tian shook his head, ready to completely kill Ming Yue Jian Shen.

"Stop!"

At this moment, the ancient Buddha in monk's robes not far away saw this scene, his eyes about to burst, and despite being seriously injured, he fought back against his opponent, rushing over and blocking Shen Tian's fatal blow!

"

Boom!

"

Their large hands collided forcefully.

As expected,

The frail, wounded monk's robe flew outward as if struck by a mighty force. His emaciated body bore countless wounds.

But at this moment, he couldn't care less about himself.

But he struggled to climb beside the Moonlit Sword God, helping him up and trembling, "Moonlit, are you alright"

"Traitor"

The Moonlit Sword God weakly uttered these two words.

He felt the call of death, his body icy cold, so cold.

Suddenly,

He seemed to be revived, suddenly pushing aside the monk's robe and ancient Buddha with a mighty roar:

"Run, get out of here, and spread the word that Back Mountain Sect is a traitorous organization."

The words fell silent.

He struggled to his feet, wielding his sword, staggering toward Shen Tian in an attack, trying to carve a path to safety for the monk robe ancient Buddha.

He was too weak at the moment, his heart shattered, the hole in his chest still bleeding non-stop!

Finally.

"Thump!"

The Moonlight Sword God staggered to the ground, just a meter away from Shen Tian. His breath was faint, as if he were utterly exhausted. He couldn't even hold onto his sword, which clattered to the floor with a thud.

"Bright Moon!"

The monk's robes trembled, and even the ancient Buddha's heart was shaking.

"Look at you now. What do you look like Like a dog, do you know"

Shen Tian looked down at Mingyue Jian Shen with a contemptuous expression.

"I'm going to kill you!"

The Moonlit Sword God attempted to attack with his sword.

But the familiar sword that was usually so easy to wield, now seemed impossible to grasp.

Perhaps the blood has drained away, or perhaps the heart is no more.

He was completely drained of color, ashen and lifeless.

"Buzz"

At that moment, a dull sound echoed.

Without the blessing of divinity, the Moonlit Sword God's signature sword had become a broken and shattered form. The blade trembled with sorrow, as if calling out to its master.

Finally, the Moonlit Sword God has grasped the broken sword.

However, this time he did not launch an attack.

Instead, he gently stroked the broken sword, muttering some unintelligible words.t seem to be working very well!""Don't worry! The best is yet to come!"Wang Yulan naturally wouldn't want to lose face,I can't beat Lam Fung, even if I tried.If even Lin Feng's sword mark can't be bro...