Chapter 543: Those Who Desert the Battlefield Will Be Killed! (1/2)

Qin Mu smiled slightly, with a strong and playful look in his eyes: "That's good, I can just tell who the enemy is."

A cold arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he waved his sleeves and said indifferently:

"Let the vanguard army press on first."

"Yes, Master." Jiang Luoshen responded respectfully beside him.

.........

At this time, in a mountain forest about 3,000 kilometers away from Qingtian Temple, a bright light quietly emerged, and then the smooth space was torn apart, and a silver-white warship appeared.

The silver-white warship was 20 feet long, with dense runes and inscriptions carved on the surface, flowing with a piercing cold metallic luster, like a work of art made purely of metal.

The silver-white warship was engraved with ancient totem patterns, revealing power and mystery, and it was very extraordinary at first glance.

"Boom!"

The warship flew out of the space crack and docked between the mountains and forests.

On the deck of the silver-white warship, there stood a group of men and women with cold temperaments, each with a strong aura, eyes like stars, and a blazing light all over their bodies.

They all wore uniform clothes, with badges with blue runes painted on their chests.

These badges are the symbols of the disciples of Qingtian Temple, and only disciples above the inner gate are qualified to wear them.

Each of them has a strong aura, with a gleam in their eyes, and exudes a sharp and compelling aura.

But the atmosphere between them is filled with a sense of sadness.

Because this time they were forced to leave Qingtian Temple, and they didn't even leave from the mountain gate properly, but secretly left using the teleportation array.

This made the disciples of Qingtian Temple inexplicably sad and angry, and a strong sense of humiliation filled their hearts.

Think about how majestic their Qingtian Temple is, when has it ever been forced?

And when has it ever encountered such a situation today?

But today, they, the disciples of Qingtian Temple, have actually fallen to the point of secretly running away, which really makes them ashamed.

This is a shame, a shame that can never be washed away in a lifetime.

"Alas! How could my Qingtian Temple fall to such a state......"

"Yes! As one of the four great holy places of the human race, it has fallen to the point of being bullied by a group of scoundrels......"

"You let me go back, I want to fight the invaders to the death!"

The disciples of Qingtian Temple discussed a lot, full of anger, and some people could not bear it and shouted hatefully.

"Hmph! I will go back and fight with those ants, I want to see what they are!"

"Yes, I would rather die than surrender and beg for mercy and be a coward."

"Hmph! This is the shame of our generation of cultivators, and it must be washed away!"

The disciples of Qingtian Temple discussed a lot, expressing their own opinions.

Their faces flushed, their eyes were red, and they were full of hatred.

At the top of the silver-white warship, stood a burly figure, covered with black armor, with a hideous face and a spear in his hand.

He was a magnificent figure, with broad shoulders and bulging muscles, like rocks, and his whole body was filled with iron and blood and fierceness.

He held a spear in his hand, his eyes were cold, and he scanned the four directions like a sword.

And he was the outer sect elder of Qingtian Temple.

"Stop!"

The man shouted angrily.

Although he was an outer sect elder, he was not old, with a tall and majestic body, a deep and terrible aura, and gave people endless pressure, like a towering mountain lying in the void.

"Elder, we want to go back to the sect! How can we, Qingtian Temple, allow the villains to insult us?" Someone said.

"Humph! When will it be your turn to be a hero in my Qingtian Temple?" The outer sect elder snorted coldly, his eyes were like lightning, and he shot at everyone: "If you want to die, I can fulfill your wish now!"

Hearing this, many Qingtian Temple disciples suddenly kept silent, their faces were uncertain, and they were unwilling, but they did not dare to disobey the words of this outer sect elder.

They naturally knew that this trip was a life-or-death journey, and if they were not careful, they would probably die.

But they were still indignant, furious, and mad with hatred, thinking that this was a great shame and humiliation that they could not tolerate at all.

"This matter is of great importance, I don't want you to go back and die!"

The outer sect elder looked around and said slowly: "Remember, our mission this time is to protect our own safety. Once, I mean once there is any change in Qingtian Temple, then we will shoulder the responsibility of revitalizing Qingtian Temple, do you understand!"

The man shouted coldly, his voice low and full of power: "This is the order of the Supreme Elder, you must obey it!!"

"The Supreme Elder..."

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples of Qingtian Temple fell silent, and there was no more debate.

But their mood had already fallen to the bottom.

Even the Supreme Elder personally issued an order to let them retreat, which means that the enemy encountered by Qingtian Temple this time is probably extremely terrifying, otherwise the Supreme Elder would not be so serious and solemn.

But in this way, Qingtian Temple has lost all its face.

When they thought of this, they couldn't help but feel emotional, and they wanted to kill back to Qingtian Temple for revenge.

"Alas."

Some people sighed, their eyes dim.

"I hope the Supreme Elder can repel the foreign enemies as soon as possible and return a bright and clear world to Qingtian Temple."

"My Qingtian Temple has stood for tens of thousands of years and stood at the top of the human race. It should not be humiliated like this!"

Some people gritted their teeth, clenched their fists, and their eyes were red.

"Senior brothers and sisters, I'm sorry, it's all my fault that I failed to protect Qingtian Temple." At this time, a younger girl said with red and swollen eyes.

Her name is Zhao Lingyun, one of the core disciples of Qingtian Temple. Although she has only the cultivation level of Yuanshen Realm, she is extremely talented and deeply loved by the elders. She is one of the most outstanding core disciples of Qingtian Temple.

"Junior sister Lingyun, I don't blame you."

Next to Zhao Lingyun, a pretty woman in a white dress shook her head and smiled gently: "When you have achieved success in cultivation in the future, it will not be too late to seek justice for Qingtian Temple."

"Yes!" Zhao Lingyun nodded heavily, her beautiful eyes filled with tears: "Senior sister Ye, I will definitely practice well!"

The senior sister Ye she mentioned is Ye Bufan's sister Ye Xuan.

She is dressed in white, with a beautiful face, skin like cream, black hair draped over her shoulders, eyebrows and eyes like paintings, skin like snow, and a graceful figure, which can be called perfect.

"Sister, where are Brother Daozi and the others?" Zhao Lingyun suddenly asked.

Hearing this, the fleet, which was originally very lively, fell silent, and the atmosphere suddenly became dull, and everyone fell silent.

"Ahem...they..." Ye Xuan was slightly startled, and a trace of pain flashed in her eyes, but she immediately recovered and squeezed out a smile: "Daozi and the others are all fine, don't worry, we can meet them when we return to Qingtian Temple."

"Oh!" Zhao Lingyun nodded, and did not continue to ask.

"Okay, let's not discuss it anymore. We should continue to set off and try to leave here as soon as possible. Find a hidden place first." Ye Xuan waved her jade hand to break the dullness.

"Let's go." The outer sect elder nodded: "Daozi and the others...I believe they are lucky people, and they will definitely be able to turn danger into safety and be safe and sound."

"The elder is right!"

Everyone bowed together.

Then, they continued their journey and flew away into the distance.

This huge warship was speeding in the air, leaving a long rainbow and heading southeast.

On this giant warship, there were more than 3,000 Qingtian Temple disciples, including 28 elders, 176 direct disciples, and all the others were inner disciples.

Ye Xuan stood on the side of the ship, looking at the distant sky, and her peerless fairy face covered with a veil revealed an inexplicable look.

No one noticed that her jade hand was gently moving in the air, as if leaving some marks.

...........

In Qingshi City.

"Kill!"

There was a fierce fighting sound in the Qingtian Illusion Formation, and the tens of thousands of Qingtian Temple disciples formed a huge formation and charged towards the sky.

In an instant, swords and spears were everywhere, cold light raged across the eight wastelands and six directions, and endless strong winds whistled. One treasure after another burst into dazzling brilliance, illuminating the entire sky.

"Kill!"

The vanguard monks on the opposite side also roared, their bodies glowing brightly, their killing intent boiling, and they rushed towards the disciples of Qingtian Temple with unparalleled bravery.

"Kill!"

The two armies collided with each other in an instant.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!..."

The sound of metal clashing shook the heaven and earth, the sound of weapons colliding continued to sound, and countless spiritual powers burst into a blaze of light, setting off waves.

Countless spells and spiritual powers collided, splashing brilliant sparks, and every second, several disciples of Qingtian Temple screamed and flew backwards, and the blood stained the earth red.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The disciples of Qingtian Temple attacked frantically, one by one, like crazy, desperately attacking, like a group of angry beasts.

Their eyes were red, like a group of killing gods.

These were the elite disciples of Qingtian Temple.

Among them, there were even many elders, each of whom was as powerful as the master of a small sect outside, not to mention that they were gathered together.

This made the cultivators led by Qin Mu a little overwhelmed.

After all, these people were just an alliance army formed by ordinary sects.

In the face of this level of fighting, compared with the tacit cooperation of Qingtian Temple, they had no tacit understanding at all.

In an instant, they suffered heavy losses.

"Bang!"

A meteor fell from the sky and smashed a deep pit on the ground.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a thunderous explosion, smoke and dust rolled, the ground cracked, and a terrifying wave spread.

A man in a green robe lay in the deep pit, his body twitched a few times, and then he completely lost his life.

"Hiss!"

Seeing this scene, the rest of the cultivators couldn't help but gasp, their cheeks twitched, and they were extremely frightened.

In just a moment, two Dao-killing cultivators died, and both died at the hands of Qingtian Temple disciples. This was beyond imagination.

They never thought that the disciples of Qingtian Temple were so powerful.

They obviously had the advantage in numbers, but they were completely no match for the other side.

After several tentative attacks, they were defeated and retreated step by step, with heavy losses.

Especially those warriors with higher cultivation, who were surrounded and killed by the elders, core disciples and elite disciples of Qingtian Temple, were even more difficult to resist.

And the most important thing is that in the Qingtian Illusion Formation, their strength was suppressed and they were almost unable to resist.

If it weren't for the blessing of numbers, they would probably have suffered heavy casualties.

"Is this the elite of Qingtian Temple? It's really amazing!"

"Damn, these guys are just a bunch of mad dogs."

"They are really playing with their lives!"

The remaining monks were pale, trembling with fear, and were full of fear. They did not dare to confront them head-on, and avoided the attack range of the Qingtian Temple disciples.

"Hahaha!" Looking at the monks fleeing in a panic, the Qingtian Temple disciples laughed excitedly.

They all had cold eyes and murderous intent, like a group of bloodthirsty demons, wishing to tear each other apart and devour them to relieve their hatred.

"Hmph, you ants, you also want to compete with us, you are simply looking for death!"

"Now you know you are afraid, it's too late!"

"Kill them all for me!"

The Qingtian Temple disciples laughed grimly, and they were murderous, like a flood and beast, rushing towards the remaining monks.

Seeing this scene, the monks of the vanguard army felt a chill in their backs, their faces became more and more ugly, and a terrifying crisis surged through their bodies.

If this goes on, they may all be defeated here!

"Run, run quickly!" A monk screamed and turned to flee.

However, at this moment, a team of women in armor suddenly appeared in front of everyone and intercepted the group of monks who were fleeing.

"This is..."

The pupils of these monks shrank suddenly. Seeing the outfits of this team of women, they were stunned for a moment, and then their faces changed, and a warning sign rose in their hearts.

They knew the origins of these women in armor very well.

This group of women was the female army around Qin Mu, the Lord of the Great Qin. They were powerful, and each female cultivator had a terrifying combat power above the Dao of Slashing.

It can be said that they represent the Great Qin Dynasty.

And now, these women appeared here, which obviously meant something.

When they thought of this, everyone's mood sank to the bottom of the valley, and their faces were uncertain.

The leader had a graceful figure, white skin, silver-white armor, holding a spear, cold eyes like lightning, and a group of blazing flames surrounded him.

It was Jiang Luoshen.

"Those who flee from the battlefield will be killed without mercy!"

"Kill!"

She shouted tenderly, and the long spear swept across, shaking the void, bursting with dazzling light.

"Puff!"

A big head was thrown high.

"Kill!"

The women shouted tenderly, and the long spears in their hands burst into brilliant rays of light, and the sharp edge swept out, instantly piercing through several monks, and the corpses were scattered, the scene was extremely tragic.

"Puff puff puff!"

In the blink of an eye, several more monks died and turned into corpses.

In a short moment, six or seven monks died, and blood was dripping.

"Damn, these women are so cruel."

"These women are simply monsters!"

The remaining monks were all scared, their faces were pale, and fear appeared in their eyes.

They never expected that the Lord of the Great Qin would even kill his own people.

"If there are any more people who flee from the battlefield, they will be killed!" Jiang Luoshen said in a cold voice, his eyes were cold, and there was a murderous intention all over his body.

"Asshole!" Everyone gritted their teeth.

"Qin Mu is targeting us! Because we did not join the Great Qin, he sent us to the front line and used our lives as cannon fodder!" A cultivator roared angrily.

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

"He clearly wants to kill someone with a borrowed knife!"

"Too cruel!"

Everyone was furious, but they could do nothing.

Although they had guessed it long ago, they had not confirmed it. Now that they had confirmed it, they were extremely angry and gnashed their teeth.

Originally, they wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to gain benefits, but they were calculated instead.

"This Lord of the Great Qin is really despicable and shameless!"

"It's a pity that our strength is low and we can't stop Qingtian Temple at all."

"If we can break through the realm and reach the realm of Zhan Dao, maybe we can still fight!"

Everyone gritted their teeth and cursed secretly, their hearts were filled with unwillingness and resentment.

"If you say any more nonsense, I will kill you immediately!" Jiang Luoshen's eyes were cold and his voice was chilling.

The monks gritted their teeth.

In desperation, they had to turn around and attack Qingtian Temple again.

There was no other way. If they fought head-on, they might be able to survive, but if they fled from the battlefield, they would surely die.

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