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The fiendish cultivators in front, however, were a completely different matter. At first, they were charging toward Gui Yi Sect with full force. But now, they were falling to the ground like dumplings, fried in the air. The overwhelming sword Qi caused them to be pinned to the ground, unable to move. The ones who rushed ahead of the group were especially badly injured. With their heads buried several inches beneath the ground, they screamed out in pain.

Tian Ji himself was finding it difficult to stand straight. He spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Yi Qing in disbelief. "This... This is impossible!" They were all Soul Formation cultivators – why was Yi Qing's sword Qi so much more terrifying? In fact, it was so bad... so bad that even Tian Ji couldn't do anything about it

Yi Qing could not be bothered to respond to him. Instead, he flicked the sword in his hand and caused many more spirit swords to fill the sky. Soon, they dropped down toward the ground like rain. Each sword brought with it a strong sword wind, which itself acted like a thousand invisible swords. It was a full frontal attack on the fiendish cultivators.

The sound of pained cries filled the entire place. Those with slightly higher cultivation levels were doing slightly better. They managed to dodge some of the swords that came at them. The ones with lower cultivation levels, however, were not so lucky. They lay motionless on the ground, with at least one spirit sword through their bodies. The strong fiendish cultivator army was now reduced to half its size.

The fiendish cultivators aside, even Yu Luan had not fully taken in what just happened. He stared on, mouth agape, at the fiendish cultivators on the floor.

The various Mountain Masters arrived with more disciples in tow. They called out anxiously, "Sect Master, these fiendish cultivators are attacking..."

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Before they could finish their sentence, they took in the terrifying scene in front of them.

Everyone: "..."

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The battle against the fiendish cultivators had begun!

Oh!

The battle against the fiendish cultivators had ended...

This was the quickest battle they had ever witnessed.

Yi Qing was already walking toward Tian Ji. With each step he took, the surrounding sword Qi seemed to intensify. The number of dumplings on the ground was increasing steadily. Even the fiendish cultivators who were standing outside the entrance of the sect took the chance to run away. The people in demonic sects loved their own lives the most. Since they were the worst of mankind, they naturally were not too concerned with things like loyalty. What's more, the demonic sects had only been combined for a short period of time. Not many of them were truly loyal to Tian Ji.

Lonemoon followed Yi Qing and walked toward Tian Ji. He lifted up his hand and caused a ball of sword Qi to shoot straight into his dantian. Immediately, the spirit Qi in his body dissipated. All his meridians were locked. Then, Lonemoon picked Tian Ji up and dragged him back to where the rest of the disciples were standing. He threw Tian Ji at Yu Luan's feet and said, "It's up to you how you want to deal with him!" So troublesome!