Chapter 1419 - 1423: Swearing to Protect to the Death

Servitude?

Kill them all?

Two choices, two lives.

One is to live forever in disgrace.

The other is to have no life from henceforth.

After all, the servitude that Le Qing spoke of was different from when Yun Hao took Ayun and Qing Luan under his wing.

"Le Qing, don't think that I, a cultivator from the Upper Realm, would ever serve as a lowly servant of your sect, doing labor like cattle and horses, even if I die!"

Upon hearing Le Qing's words, Guan Youxing rejected them immediately, without a second thought or hesitation.

"Haha, Guan Youxing, don't be so quick to conclude. How do you know among the thousands behind you, there aren't those willing to submit to me and become my sect's lowly servants, to be commanded at will?"

Le Qing only smiled faintly at Guan Youxing's anger and then proudly looked at the thousands of high-level cultivators behind him!

Indeed, after Le Qing's words fell, some of the high-level cultivators from the Upper Realm behind Guan Youxing began wavering.

Faced with servitude, they feared death more!

Not everyone lives with dignity.

Gradually, some of the high-level cultivators from the Upper Realm walked behind Le Qing and his people, lowering their heads, not daring to look at Guan Youxing and others.

Seeing the high-level cultivators from the Upper Realm reduced by over a thousand, Guan Youxing felt a surge of anger and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Infuriated!

Looking at these experts who he had brought from the Upper Realm.

Now, they had forsaken their dignity to survive, which utterly enraged Guan Youxing.

"You... Do you think you're worthy of those dead brothers from the Upper Realm? Aren't you afraid of being mocked by the surviving fellow disciples when you return?"

Looking at the over a thousand standing behind Le Qing, Guan Youxing shouted angrily, his voice somewhat hoarse!

"Brotherhood or not? As long as we survive, who cares about that? Besides, once we return to the Upper Realm, will those weak cultivators dare to speak ill of us? They won't dare!"

Listening to Guan Youxing's words, one from the surrendering group stepped out, representing the thousand plus surrendering individuals, and spoke to Guan Youxing.

"If that's the case, then there's nothing left to say. Surrendering is impossible, even if it means our deaths!"

Guan Youxing gathered his momentum, glanced at those remaining behind, and spoke in unison.

"Haha, don't be hasty, we can still enlist a few more!"

Le Qing chuckled lightly, looking towards Ayun and others.

"Do you wish to submit to me? Otherwise, you'll die too!"

Ayun sneered disdainfully, stepped forward, and coldly shouted.

"Ridiculous, submit to you? Are you worthy?"

"Then see if I'm worthy!"

Before Le Qing's words were finished, he had already struck Ayun with a palm.

Ayun naturally wouldn't just sit and wait, meeting the strike with his palm.

Bang!

A muffled sound.

Ayun's body flew backwards, fortunately caught by Lu Qingzhu behind him, or he might have fallen to the ground.

"Now then? Will you submit to me, or die with these brainless ones, Guan Youxing's group?"

After injuring Ayun with a palm, Le Qing arrogantly asked.

Ayun wiped the blood from his corner, pale-faced, glaring at Le Qing.

"So eager for an answer, then watch closely, see if we of the Kunlun Void will submit to you!"

As Ayun's words fell, many from Kunlun Void raised their weapons high.

"Swear to defend Kunlun Void to the death!"

"Swear to defend Kunlun Void to the death!"

"Swear to defend Kunlun Void to the death!"

...

Wave after wave of shouts echoed throughout Kunlun, clearly heard by everyone present.

These chants were filled with determination and the spirit of defending their homeland.

Rather die than yield!

Moreover, the cultivators of Kunlun Void present.

Which one hadn't witnessed Yun Hao's might that day?

That God of Slaughter existence, scenes like a worldly purgatory, they had all seen.

Would they fear Le Qing and those others before them?

"Very well, since you refuse to listen, I shall kill you all!"

Le Qing hadn't expected the Kunlun Void people to be this fearless, his face instantly turning icy.

Le Qing lightly swung a longsword, slicing a blow towards Ayun and others.

This strike was delivered by a Ninth Grade Martial Artist.

Regardless of the sword technique, the terrifying aura within it was enough to frighten Ayun and the others.

"Together, resist!"

Ayun shouted coldly, together with Sun Fei, Gu Feng, and Lu Qingzhu, jointly launching a move.

Hoping to block Le Qing's airborne sword.

Boom!

The techniques collided mid-air.

A loud crash, Ayun and the others stumbled backwards several steps, each spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Especially Ayun, already injured, looking increasingly weakened by such a heavy blow.

Ninth Grade Martial Artists are indeed formidable.

One sword wound and four masters heavily injured!

Yet Le Qing seemed unwilling to give Ayun and others a chance.

After one sword, his figure rose, and another sword slashed towards them.

Instantly, an extremely strong sword qi, slashed across.

Ayun and others felt as if a vast army was charging at them.

Finished!

All four were already severely injured; this sword, they likely couldn't withstand!

Just as they thought this, a group emerged from behind, the other Kunlun Void masters.

"Swear to protect!"

Over twenty shouted, rushing towards the sword qi.

Thud, thud, thud!

Several muffled sounds!

The twenty-odd rushing figures were instantly slain by the sword qi, their bodies already spurting blood before they landed on the ground, splattering everywhere!

Next, the twenty-plus corpses of Kunlun Void masters harshly fell to the ground, right in front of Ayun and other Kunlun Void masters.

But, it was their sacrifice that blocked Le Qing's sword, saving Ayun and the four.

Otherwise, those dead would definitely have been Ayun and the four.

Seeing the masters behind Ayun willing to protect them by sacrificing their lives against Le Qing's sword.

And looking behind them, where over a thousand surrendered out of fear.

Guan Youxing suddenly felt a bit forlorn, and somewhat envious.