As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

Drawing a sword is naturally for the purpose of killing.

The moment Chen Zhian's cold voice rang out, two thousand black knights and brothel stewards were filled with murderous intent, as if they had practiced it countless times, and transformed into a black torrent that surged towards the Ji family's territory.

Jiang Daoyu and Xue Baima.

Plus the yellow puppy who has already reached the level of grandmaster.

The three grand masters attacked fiercely and instantly killed a grand master of the Ji family.

The pressure is like the sea, as if entering an empty space.

Behind them, the Black Cavalry, led by twelve Cave Heaven Realm masters, was like a sharp knife cutting straight into the heart of Ji's territory. Together with the brothel led by Yu Tu Tu, they were full of murderous intent and reaped lives one after another.

at the same time.

A great master appeared in the Ye clan's territory, and his voice resounded throughout the Zhulu Plain: "The Sword Saint has ordered us to attack the Zhou clan and avenge the Immortal Saint. No one belonging to the Zhou clan shall be spared, kill them!"

The words fell.

Sword lights flashed across the sky like meteors and slashed towards the Zhou territory.

Haoran's murderous intent fell.

Ye, who usually draws his sword in silence.

Today he was so arrogant that five hundred sword masters used their flying swords to chop off people's heads.

Sword cultivators always follow the straight path and are never willing to seek the straight path in a crooked way. The Immortal Saint saved Ye Qingtian's life and was like giving him a new life.

If Ye Qingtian hadn't wanted to kill someone for Chen Zhian, he would have swung his sword at Zhou long ago!

Flying swords fell like rain.

The Zhou family suffered countless casualties in an instant.

The main reason was that they had never expected that the Ye family, who had never had any grudges against them, would actually attack them...

He hastily opened the defense formation to block the sword light that was falling again. The person in charge of the Zhou family's Holy Ruins shouted anxiously, "Go and ask for the master!"

The words have not yet fallen.

Suddenly, a demonic sun rose in Zhou's territory. Under the demonic sun, a big Buddha sat in the Buddha Kingdom, holding a flower and laughing. A majestic voice sounded: "Old monk Buddha, Zhou and I have a destiny in the West. Please put down your butcher knives, stop fighting and make peace..."

......

Xia's territory.

Xia Si knelt on an altar, uttering obscure sacrificial words.

This is the sacrificial language of ancient humans.

As his last syllable fell, a mysterious aura spread across the altar.

"Today, some people, descendants of the Queen Xia family, burn incense to offer sacrifices and pray to their ancestors.

I, the Holy Emperor of the Xia clan, Xia Shang, was harmed by treacherous people and fell in the imperial tomb.

This hatred is inseparable.

Please, ancestors of the Xia family, allow our unworthy descendants to kill as many people as possible to avenge the Holy Emperor!"

"boom!"

As his words fell.

The gray mist floating above the altar trembled suddenly, and in a trance it seemed that the sound of metal and stone was heard.

It actually condensed into a large, ancient cauldron, with the mountains and rivers of the wilderness engraved all over the cauldron, exuding an ancient, heavy, and mysterious atmosphere.

"This is the aura of the Emperor's Great Wilderness Cauldron!"

The Xia clan members looked at the huge cauldron on the altar in shock. They never expected to see the broken Great Wilderness Cauldron in the Holy Ruins.

Although it was just a brand, it was like timely help to the Xia family who had lost the quasi-imperial weapon, the Xia Emperor Ding.

"Ancestors' blessing, Emperor Xia's blessing!"

Xia Si burst into tears and kowtowed repeatedly towards the mark of the Great Wilderness Cauldron. Hundreds of Xia clan members behind him also knelt on the ground.

The Great Wilderness Cauldron stood on the altar. As the Xia clan members worshiped, the blurry mountains and rivers of the Great Wilderness became clearer and clearer, and finally became as if real. A terrifying aura swept across the entire Zhuolu Plain.

Inside Qingyun Sect, Xu Banjuan suddenly frowned, looked at the Xia family's territory from afar and murmured, "It's the aura of the Great Desolate Cauldron. Back then, Emperor Xia shattered the Great Desolate Cauldron to kill the Sword Emperor. Now that the Emperor Sword has reappeared, it has actually drawn out the remaining Dao of the Great Desolate Cauldron?

Didn’t it say that Emperor Xia gave the fragments of the Great Wilderness Cauldron to Ye Huang, and Ye Huang used it to forge the Emperor’s Wilderness Tower?

If one wants to recast the imperial weapon, one can only erase the original principles. Isn't that right?

Or is it that Ye Huang’s desolate tower is another innate fertile soil found when the world was first created?

But even so, the shattered Great Desolate Cauldron shouldn't still have such power. Strange...

Or maybe someone took advantage of the return of the gods and demons to deceive the heavens and secretly planned to go upstream from the long river of time, leaving Emperor Xia a glimmer of hope, in order to salvage him from the long river of time?"