Under the pressure of these auras, the alchemists present realized that there was no battle at all, and they could not even have the chance to fight to the death!

Although there are only thousands of people on the other side, it only takes one thought to kill them.

Most of the 40,000 monks were suppressed in an instant, and although the remaining hundreds of monks had the power to fight, the possibility of defeating these thousands was extremely low.

Not to mention, Xie Wu's strength is far inferior to these leaders.

Seeing all the monks showing despair, Xie Wu flashed a sword light in his hand and attacked a monk led by him. This person was the boss of Donghuangtai!

He was dressed in gorgeous clothes and stood proudly in the void. When he saw Xie Wugong coming, he looked contemptuous!

When Xie Wu attacked, he pulled his sword and slashed it. He only heard a "clang" sound of gold and iron fighting, and the two swords collided, and the two sword energy collided.

In an instant, the sword energy of the big boss suppressed Xie Wu's sword energy, and a huge force erupted, and Xie Wu was shot down from mid-air.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Xie Wu's injuries had not healed completely in the battle with Yi Qianmo before, and it was even worse for the big boss's level.

As the fall fell, the Sky Peak tore.

He spitted out a mouthful of blood. Before he could get up, he heard a "pop" sound, and a sword pierced into his chest and nailed it to the ground.

The sword energy overflowing from this sword suppressed the immortal power on Xie Wu's body, making him unable to move at all.

One foot stepped on Xie Wu's face and pressed him down tightly.

The monks looked at the middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes in front of him, and his face was ashen.

Xie Wu, who originally wanted to make a bloody path, was already trampled by the other party, which completely shattered their last hope.

"Those who dare to resist, kill!"

The big boss swept over the alchemist present, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Then, the six leaders fell down, and the other monks immediately surrounded the entire Cangqiong Peak. The peak masters held the sword and their hands were shaking slightly. At this moment, they were no longer the monks of Wuji Pavilion who were high above, nor were they noble alchemists. They were just fish that were pressed to death on the chopping board, waiting for the butcher knife to fall.

"Give you a chance to surrender!"

The big boss said coldly, "If you surrender, you still have a chance to survive, but if you dare to resist, you will end up like him!"

As he spoke, his feet rubbed heavily on Xie Wu's face. Xie Wu's face was immediately bloody and bloody, but he couldn't even send a word.

Seeing this scene, the peak masters present and the alchemists actually overcame the fear in their hearts. One of the peak masters said, "Want to make us surrender? Dream!!!"

"We swear to never surrender!" The alchemists spoke in unison.

The big boss was stunned for a moment, and the other six leaders did not expect that at this time, these alchemists would resist.

There was a bit of admiration in their hearts, but in the blink of an eye, this admiration became contempt!

"You really think we dare not kill people?"

The Master of Xuantian Temple said coldly.

"Hahaha……"

At the foot of the big boss, Xie Wu smiled in pain.

He relaxed his feet slightly and asked, "Why are you laughing at?"

"You dare not kill anyone!"

Xie Wu said coldly, "We have destroyed the Sutra Pavilion. Now all the classics in the Sutra Pavilion are in the minds of us alchemists. If you kill people, the alchemy technique in this fairyland will degenerate for three thousand years and return to the era three thousand years ago!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the seven leaders' faces changed drastically.

The three things they planned were the first ones were the classics of Wuji Pavilion’s Sutra Collection, the second one was the medicine realm, and the third one was these alchemists.

Now that Xie Wu has destroyed the Sutra Pavilion, it means that all the alchemy techniques of Wuji Pavilion will exist in the hands of these alchemists.

If they are killed, they will degenerate for three thousand years, which is indeed possible!

But they did not believe it, but immediately sent someone to check it out, and the man soon returned, and the answer was yes.

"Xie Wu, you beast, you actually dare to destroy the Sutra Pavilion. What right do you have to destroy the Sutra Pavilion!"

Zhang Yuheng, the Zhang family advocated, cursed.

"Pooh!"

Xie Wu spat at him, and even didn't bother to say anything extra.

When the big boss got the news, he raised his feet and prepared to step on Xie Wu. At this moment, he just wanted to break Xie Wu's head.

But in the end, he stopped. The forty thousand alchemists in front of him were already united in hatred of the enemy.

If Xie Wu is killed, these 40,000 alchemists will definitely fight to the end. Even if they are suppressed, it will be difficult for them to find out the pill recipes and alchemy experiences from a group of alchemists.

The willpower of the alchemist is not comparable to that of ordinary monks.

He raised his feet, let go of Xie Wu's face, and said, "The previous conditions are still valid. As long as you are willing to surrender, we will give you the best treatment!"

The other six leaders nodded in agreement, and the sect leader of Taiyue Mountain Sect even said: "The treatment is better than the alchemists in front!"

"Hahaha……"

On the torn Sky Peak, Xie Wu's laughter came, "You dreamed that I was born in this Wuji Pavilion and grew up in Wuji Pavilion. I died... I will not surrender!"

"you!!!"

The seven leaders looked at him, all gritting their teeth. They had never seen a monk as hard as Xie Wu.

Those alchemists present, those who surrendered or those who did not surrender, did not expect Xie Wu to choose like this. They didn’t even know that the Sutra Pavilion had been destroyed!

When they learned the news, they all thought that this was the way out for Xie Wu to prepare for them, but they did not expect that Xie Wu was not prepared to enter the major sects based on this condition.

"We swear to never surrender!"

The alchemists shared the same hatred for the enemy. The alchemists who surrendered all looked guilty at this moment. They looked at this scene, clenched their fists and lowered their heads!

If there are any choices, they will never surrender. Alchemists have the dignity of alchemists, and surrendering makes them lose their dignity as alchemists and become walking corpses.

"No!"

Xie Wu suddenly looked at the alchemists who had not yet surrendered and shouted, "You can survive. You join the major sects. No one will blame you. You have done your best. This is just my own choice. I am willing to die here and merge with this land."

The seven leaders were stunned. They were still thinking about how to make these guys surrender willingly, but they didn't expect Xie Wu to say such words.

The alchemists who had not surrendered were also stunned. Looking at Xie Wu who was nailed to the ground by a sword, their eyes instantly became wet.

The courage and persistence shown by Xie Wu made them feel ashamed.

"People, we swear to never surrender. We are willing to die in this land and be buried with him!"

"Wuji Pavilion is destroyed, and our alchemist has no reason to survive. We are willing to die with the Pavilion Master!"

"I wish to die with the Pavilion Master!!!"

The remaining alchemists spoke in unison, and this scene stunned the seven leaders and the attacking monks.

This is a little different from their previous understanding. What they can't believe is that there are really stupid martyrs like them in this world.

The alchemists who surrendered were also stunned. Looking at Xie Wu and the alchemists in front of him, they suddenly felt a little sad.

They never expected that none of the alchemists left behind chose to surrender, and they obviously had such a good opportunity.

But they just don’t want to, they just want to die, and die for the three words “Wujige”!

"So that's the case!"

The head of the Zhang family flashed, came to Xie Wu, raised his hand, and slashed it with a sword, "Then you and these guys will die together!"

The big boss was stunned for a moment, but there was no organization. He knew that it was impossible for these people to persuade them to surrender, so he could only kill a group of people so that they could feel death and surrender.

However, just as the sword of the head of the Zhang family was about to fall, a voice suddenly came from the sky above Wuji Pavilion, saying, "You are the one who dies!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the monks present felt a cold feeling coming, and then in the distant horizon, darkness invaded like a tide.

In just a moment, the sky was shrouded.

"ah!"

With a scream, under the dark sky, Zhang Yuheng's arm holding the sword was shattered in an instant, and blood was gushing like a spring.

"Dark Sky!"
Chapter completed!