Chapter 1900 Disobedience Death!

Hearing Tang Zhanlong's words, many suzerains, heads, and guardian elders all exclaimed.

No one expected that the dignified Martial Saint powerhouse would be forced to such a degree.

What shocked everyone even more was that Tang Zhanlong had such determination and courage.

"Sect Master Tang, absolutely not!"

"Sect Master, you have worked hard for more than a thousand years to achieve what you are today. How can you abolish your martial arts?"

"Sect Master Tang, please think again!"

"Sovereign, please apologize to Senior Sword God, let us surrender to Zhanlongzong, you must not destroy your skills!"

Sect Master Shuijing, Sect Master Wentian and the guardian elders of Zhanlong Sect all spoke to persuade Tang Zhanlong.

Tang Zhanlong was unwavering, with a miserable expression, showing a self-deprecating sneer.

"Hehehe... You don't need to persuade me anymore. I have made a big mistake. To get to where I am today, I must pay a sufficient price to obtain forgiveness from Senior Sword God."

He slowly raised his head, ignoring the Burial Sword in front of him, staring at Ji Tianxing, and said in a solemn tone: "Senior Sword God, you gave this junior half of the sword book back then, so that you can practice the four swords of Zhanlong. He was able to kill the enemy with his hands and founded the Zhanlongzong.

The younger generation is grateful, and should have treated each other with the respect of a master...

Now that he has done such a thing of repaying kindness and revenge, the younger generation regrets it!

This junior's skill and kendo attainments are all thanks to you.

Now, if the junior abolishes his martial arts, it will be treated as you taking back the gift of the year.

Only in this way can I apologize to you! "

After all, Tang Zhanlong closed his eyes with a firm expression, slowly raised his hand to move his kung fu, and patted the Tianling cover above his head.

More than 30 strong men from the three sects and six sects suddenly raised their hearts in their throats, and all of them changed their expressions drastically and let out exclamations.

"Ah! Sect Master Tang!!"

"Stop it!"

"Sect Master Tang, don't be impulsive!"

However, Tang Zhanlong turned a deaf ear to everyone's exclamation and dissuasion, and slapped Tianlingai firmly and forcefully with his right palm.

If this palm hits, all his energy will be exhausted and his soul will be shattered.

At that time, he will become a useless person, with only half life left.

Ji Tianxing looked at him indifferently, and kept silent.

It wasn't until his right palm was about to hit the top of the sky that Ji Tianxing used his thoughts to manipulate the formation of the sky.

A vast divine power came down, forming an invisible big hand, which locked Tang Zhanlong's right arm.

"Shua!"

His right arm was immediately blocked, and he could no longer move.

And his right palm was only half an inch away from Tianling Gai, and the surging golden light in his palm almost touched the top of his head.

But it was this slight difference, like a natural moat, that he couldn't cross.

He was stunned immediately, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Ji Tianxing suspiciously.

"Senior Sword God, you are..."

The powerhouses of the three sects and six sects were also stunned, and they all showed expressions of relief, and they were greatly relieved.

Many people looked at Ji Tianxing with puzzled expressions in their eyes.

Everyone couldn't figure it out, wasn't Senior Sword God very angry and vowed to kill Tang Zhanlong?

Why did Tang Zhanlong want to abolish his skills, but he blocked it?

Could it be... Self-destruction of martial arts is not enough, he insists on putting Tang Zhanlong to death?

Thinking of this, the strong men of various sects showed complicated expressions, and their hearts tightened.

Tang Zhanlong also realized this, showing a miserable smile on his face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Forget it, the majesty of the sword god senior should not be desecrated, the junior offended you, you really deserve to die.

Since you are not willing to forgive the younger generation, then the younger generation can only apologize with death! "

He was completely desperate, and he no longer held any chances. He was about to use his kung fu to shatter his soul and kill himself on the spot.

He believed that as long as he apologized with death and acted according to the sword god's style, he would never make things difficult for Zhan Longzong again.

But just as he was performing his skills, Ji Tianxing said expressionlessly: "Death is just a coward's escape.

Do you think you can just die? Then who will make up, who will save the mistakes you made? "

Hearing this sentence suddenly, Tang Zhanlong was taken aback again, and looked at Ji Tianxing in puzzlement.

"Senior Sword God, what do you mean...?"

He suddenly reacted and vaguely understood something, his eyes were filled with excitement.

Ji Tianxing looked down at him, and said in a deep voice: "For the sake of your sincere repentance, I will spare your life for the time being, and allow you to make meritorious deeds!"

This sentence just confirmed Tang Zhanlong's conjecture, and immediately made him feel excited, showing a happy smile for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

He hurriedly kowtowed and saluted, and said sincerely: "Thank you for not killing me, senior! Thank you for being generous and willing to give this junior a chance to forgive me!

Seniors, please rest assured, juniors will never make mistakes again, and swear to support seniors and Tianzhu Mountain to the death!

The junior is willing to do the work of a dog and a horse, even if it sacrifices his life! "

The powerhouses of the three sects and six sects, seeing such a result, immediately showed expressions of joy, and finally felt relieved.

Ji Tianxing withdrew the Heaven Burying Sword expressionlessly, waved a ball of silver fire, and flew towards Tang Zhanlong's eyebrows.

Tang Zhanlong didn't dodge, and let the silver fire penetrate into the center of his eyebrows and into his soul.

He knew very well that since the sword god said he would not kill him, he would not take his life again.

If the Sword God really wanted to kill him, he would have died on the spot long ago, and he would have no chance to resist.

Ji Tianxing said indifferently: "This group of stars and sparks will lurk in your soul for half a month.

Half a month later, if I don't take it out with my own hands, the fire will detonate, and the star fire will kill you.

I mean, you should understand. "

Tang Zhanlong nodded quickly and said, "This junior understands what to do, senior please rest assured!"

"Very good!" Ji Tianxing nodded slightly, expressing his satisfaction with his attitude.

Then, Ji Tianxing looked up at the strong men of the three sects and six sects, pointed at the crowd with the Burial Sword, and said in a deep voice: "Those who submit, kneel down! Those who refuse, die!"

The sound waves as cold as a knife spread, causing everyone's bodies to tremble, as if falling into an ice cellar, with chills all over their bodies.

More than thirty powerhouses all showed awe and fear in their eyes, and their expressions were quite complicated.

Kneeling and surrendering at this point, all efforts and planning were in vain, and many people felt unwilling.

However, even Tang Zhanlong, a martial sage, could not resist the power of the sword god, so he could only submit obediently.

Who dares to refuse?

As a result, more than thirty strong men knelt down and saluted in unison.

There were only a few sect masters and guardians left, hesitating for a moment, then knelt down.

"I will repent when I realize my mistake, and swear allegiance to Tianzhu Mountain to the death. I only ask Senior Sword God to forgive me and allow me to take my sins and make meritorious deeds!"

Everyone knelt down respectfully and shouted in unison.

The three sects and six sects were subdued by Ji Tianxing in this way, it was easy and bloodless.

Taoist Huanglong and several elders all smiled proudly, respecting and worshiping Ji Tianxing more and more.

Only then did Ji Tianxing release his right hand, and let the Zantian Sword fly into the sky and return to the sword monument.