Chapter 951
"How is this possible!?" A disciple murmured tremblingly, extremely shocked.
"The senior brother actually comprehended the Heart Sword Control Technique!?" Everyone looked up at the heaven-filling sword curtain, their eyes stunned.
"He is only... in his thirties; could it be that his talent is even stronger than the Sect Leader's?!"
"Senior brother, turn back!" Someone shouted.
"Don't fall into the abyss anymore!"
But Li Xuan turned a deaf ear to everyone's advice.
Wei Tianhai's gaze also trembled uncontrollably at this moment.
Immediately, his eyes were determined, and he took action himself!
"Rebellious disciple!"
"Li Xuan, from today on, you are no longer my disciple!"
Wei Tianhai held a simple black iron steel sword, stepped into the air, flew down, and attacked with a sword!
His white robe's afterimage transformed into a peerless sword mark that returned to simplicity, shattering space and striking in an instant.
Wei Tianhai was a Sword Saint after all; how could Li Xuan, who only had half-saint cultivation at this time, be his opponent?
Even with the Heart Sword realm, he could not stop this sword.
Wei Tianhai's sword directly slashed Li Xuan back twenty steps, and a bloody sword mark appeared on his chest, deep enough to see the bone!
His wife Liu Die'er was also injured by the sword Qi, her heart was pierced, and she was covered in blood, flying backward and falling in front of the Demon-Suppressing Tower.
The daughter fell into her arms.
Liu Die'er was unconscious, her heartbeat was weak, her lips were pale, and she looked like a corpse; her beautiful face lost its usual luster at this moment.
Seeing this scene, Li Xuan's eyes turned red, and he instantly lost his sanity!
Several elders had icy faces, staring at him coldly.
"Shushan disciples, take orders, kill those two demon monsters!"
"Perhaps we can pull your senior brother, who has lost his mind, back from the bewitchment!"
The disciples immediately replied.
"Yes!"
"Obey!"
The Shushan disciples immediately urged their spells, surrounded them, and wanted to suppress and kill those two demons.
Although they had no swords, they could still urge demon-suppressing spells.
Seeing this scene, Li Xuan's eyes were about to split.
All sanity completely dissipated.
He raised his hand and gripped, and the heaven-filling flying swords pointed at the ground, suddenly falling like rain!
In an instant, blood sprayed, and countless disciples were buried on the mountain top.
Screams continued, and blood stained the mountain gate.
With just one move, he killed almost an entire generation of Shushan disciples.
Wei Tianhai's eyes were stunned.
The senior disciple he had taught with his own hands was actually slaughtering his fellow junior brothers and sisters like this; it was already disregarding human ethics, and there was no need to save him anymore.
He no longer held back, urged his Sword Control Technique with all his might, and forcibly seized the heaven-filling flying swords mastered by Li Xuan.
But Li Xuan was blinded by killing, and with the blessing of the terrifying talent 【Pre-Heaven Sword Body】, Wei Tianhai could not seize all his flying swords in an instant!
He could only seize most of them!
Even if only dozens of flying swords remained in Li Xuan's hands, it was enough for him to slaughter the disciples wantonly.
The Shushan disciples, watching their junior brothers and sisters whom they spent every day with die one after another under the senior brother's flying swords, were also furious.
They rushed up one after another, wanting to kill Liu Die'er to stop the senior brother's evil deeds.
"It must be this demon girl who bewitched the senior brother; kill her, and the senior brother will definitely be able to return to normal!"
The disciples roared and attacked with all their might.
To protect his wife and daughter, Li Xuan had to take action with all his might and could not stop.
Wei Tianhai watched the disciples die one after another, his heart filled with unbearable sadness, and his eyes turned red.
He suddenly took action, urged the heaven-filling flying swords, gathered them, and pierced through Li Xuan's body.
This time, he finally dealt a lethal blow.
Li Xuan's whole body was covered in sharp swords, his eyes staring fixedly at his master; there was no longer any gratitude or nostalgia, only infinite hatred.
Pierced by a hundred swords, Li Xuan had only one breath left, unable to urge the heaven-filling flying swords, and was almost gasping for air.
Thus, the swords of the heavens fell.
He dragged his last breath, urged his movement technique, and came before his wife.
Liu Die'er opened her hazy eyes, saw the scene before her, and sadness instantly flooded her heart.
"Xuanlang!?"
"Xuanlang, my Xuanlang, don't die... don't die..." She cried, urged demon arts, and wanted to heal Li Xuan's wounds, but found she couldn't.
The wounds caused by sword techniques are difficult for demon arts to heal; this is why sword cultivators are the most effective against the demon race.
End of Chapter
