The Son of Destiny always wants to attack me

After coming, I still want to believe him.

But now, it's not that they don't want to forgive, it's a patriarchal rule.

Sect Master Wuji thought of what his disciple said last night, and sighed in his heart, hoping that his disciple could pass this test, soar to the sky in the future, and no longer suffer.

"The state owns the state law, and the clan has its clan rules." This is Huo Haicheng's original words.

Taking hundreds of lives is a serious crime, even if he is a Nascent Soul, he should not shirk his responsibility, this is what Huo Haicheng meant.

As soon as the time came, the Promise Master waved his hand to let the Master of the Law Enforcement Hall start the execution.

Sword Tomb is a few hills behind Wuji Peak. There are tens of thousands of spirit swords inside. The spirit swords are scattered on the ground. They are like ordinary iron on weekdays. There is nothing special about them. Only disciples enter them to receive spirit swords. When using a sword, only the spirit sword that has a relationship with it will react.

Ganglei Sword Lord made a tactic, and a purple spirit sword shot into the sword mound like a bolt of lightning. The air seemed to vibrate for a moment, and the spirit sword in the center of the sword mound began to shake uncomfortably.

Whoa!

The sound of iron shaking became more and more intense, and the spirit sword on the ground trembled, as if trying to break free from its bondage. Countless spirit swords of different colors, attributes, and imposing manners lit up at the same time.

With a few swipes, the sword light rushed away from the body and gathered in the air. Thousands of swords rose into the sky, and the densely packed sword light covered the sky, and Jinlun couldn't compete with it, making people's scalp numb.

"This... is Wanjian Biting Heart?"

Even Sect Master Wanjian and the others were frightened. Wanjian's heart-biting power was several times stronger than Haogui's aura before. In one step, the disciples behind fell directly to the ground.

Before the sword energy arrived, Huo Haicheng's exposed skin was cut into small gashes by the blade-like breath, blood flowed, and he soon became a blood man.

"Sect Master!" Wuxin Sword Master whispered, "Isn't that too exaggerated?"

The last time Wan Jian Biting Heart was executed was tens of thousands of years ago, and they had never seen it before. They thought that the description in the classics was very cruel, but who saw it with their own eyes, it was even more terrifying than they imagined.

Everyone felt that this punishment was too heavy, but Huo Haicheng in the sword mound did not move at all, as if he didn't feel any pain.

With the sword light covering the sky and the sun, the sword energy in the sword mound has not yet fully gathered, the sword energy in the air is crowded, and the sky of the entire sword mound is tightly packed.

In the formation, the sword light blocked their sight, and the spiritual consciousness penetrated into it, and there was a sharp pain, even the spiritual consciousness could hurt!

With a buzzing sound, as if to announce something, countless sword qi swished towards places they couldn't see, flooding the entire sword mound.

"Humph……"

A quarter of an hour later, the sword light became thinner, and Huo Haicheng groaned, his hands were clenched tightly, his nails were embedded in his flesh, and a line of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The sword energy of Wan Jian Biting Heart is not real sword energy, the breath can cut people's flesh and blood, but it will only hurt the heart when it enters the body. Only in this way, it is the most painful, so painful that it can drive people crazy, so painful that people can't wait to die the extent of it.

Even though the ancestral rules are like this, not everyone in history has escaped this torture.

Several female disciples covered their mouths, lay on the ground, stared at Jianzhong with wide eyes, and whimpered slightly.

Thousands of swords devour the heart, but more than ten thousand swords?