Behind Zhou Liangchen, Zhou Liangqiu held a heavy sword in one hand, breathing heavily.
He looked at the ninth-grade martial arts cultivator lying on the ground in front of him, his expression hard to describe.
Just three breaths ago, Zhou Liangqiu thought they were dead.
Although it has only been a short moment since the war started.
However, their physical strength was almost exhausted due to the fierce fighting and high-frequency swings of swords.
Zhou Liangqiu was ready to close his eyes, but he saw this scene.
These ferocious martial arts cultivators controlled by the heart-drawing Gu were swept away and crushed by Chu Xisheng's sword intent like ants.
The powerful Qingyun Tianjiao Zhuo Baiyun could not stop Chu Xisheng's sword.
That was Zhuo Baiyun, who was ranked 86 on the Qingyun Ranking and was known as the "Shadowless Sword".
Zhou Liangqiu could see clearly that his Shadowless Sword had just penetrated two inches!
"What a fast sword! What a powerful sword intention!" A Zhou family general on the side looked at Chu Xisheng blankly: "We people are like chickens and dogs in his eyes, vulnerable to a single blow.
, but why didn’t he take action before?”
If Chu Xisheng used all his strength, how could these ninth-grade martial arts cultivators be his opponents?
"What else could it be? It's just because of the worms on his body."
Zhou Liangqiu looked at the ball of black blood spit out by Chu Xisheng with a clear expression: "Who knows what these Gu worms are? And the situation was unclear at that time. If it were me, I wouldn't worry. I have to remove the Gu worms in my body."
Let’s talk about it after forcing it out.”
Then he looked in awe and said with a strange expression: "But this is too strong, that is the Shadowless Sword Zhuo Baiyun! The sword just now was a drop in the ocean, at least 80% of the level of his heyday, but in the end it only penetrated two inches."
Zhou Liangqiu was secretly ashamed. Not long ago, he had doubted Chu Xisheng's strength in his heart.
They can't be said to have been tricked this time.
However, the combat power Chu Xisheng showed before was indeed not as strong as their eldest son said.
Until this moment, Zhou Liangqiu realized that he was too superficial.
They haven't shown off their cards yet, they haven't taken it seriously——
Zhou Liangchen said nothing. He also placed his hands on the sword, breathing heavily, and silently regained his strength.
However, Zhou Liangchen's lips showed a hint of coldness.
Unlike other people in the Zhou family, he had no doubt about Chu Xisheng's strength from beginning to end.
Who is Zhuo Baiyun? What is Mu Ling?
Chu Xisheng's knife speed was so fast that he couldn't pull out even half an inch of his knife!
There must be some reason why Chu Xisheng retained his strength and did not attack with all his strength, but now it turns out to be true.
Brother Chu would be fine if he didn't make a move, but if he made a move, he would sweep the entire field.
Chu Xisheng had six senses and heard the discussion of everyone in the Zhou family. He didn't care and kept looking at the magician Mu Ling. At the same time, he walked towards Mu Ling like a fleeting shadow.
"Boom!"
It was Ying Haobai who was attacking with a water-splitting spear. Chu Xisheng casually slapped the side of the head with the back of the knife, knocking him unconscious on the spot.
The white-browed tiger who was ranked 96th on the Qingyun Ranking was also unable to stop Chu Xisheng's sword attack.
As for the other silver-striped tiger, it suffered heavy internal injuries after being blown away by Chu Xisheng.
Although he was under the influence of the heart-pulling Gu, he desperately wanted to stand up.
However, he was crushed by Chu Xisheng's sword intent, half-kneeling on the ground unable to move, and several attempts failed.
This scene made Lu Zhe, the head of the Lu family, and Ying Feilong, the Baimeidao outside the secret realm, twitch their lips slightly.
Fortunately, their son's life appears to have been saved.
The eyes of the magician Mu Ling were filled with panic and fear.
The memory of being dismembered dozens of times by Chu Xisheng made his whole body shudder.
The wounds that had healed seemed to be in pain again.
Therefore, every time Chu Xisheng took a step forward, he unconsciously took a step back.
It wasn't until Mu Ling felt the burning pain behind him that he realized there was no way to retreat.
Behind him was the main altar, and the black fire burning on Si Huangquan's body was burning Mu Ling's back.
"Zap, don't even think about it!"
This bastard can't even think of cutting him into pieces again!
Mu Ling's pupils dilated furiously, and he bit the tip of his tongue again, spitting out a mouthful of blood on the two dragon-bone Taoist soldiers. The bodies of the two Taoist soldiers swelled again, and their whole bodies burned with silver fire.
He still has someone to rely on. As long as these two Dragon Bone Taoist soldiers who can rival Qingyun Tianjiao are here, Chu Xisheng will not even think about touching him——
However, Mu Ling saw a black and bright sword light that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, flashing in front of him.
The light of the sword was sharp, domineering, swift, yet erratic, drawing a fatal arc.
The two Dragon Bone Taoist soldiers had just made resistance movements when their bodies were cut into two pieces from the center.
When Chu Xisheng killed the two dragon-bone Taoist soldiers with a single strike of "Wind and Thunder", he was also surprised.
He didn't expect that these two Tao soldiers, who looked astonishingly powerful, could be so weak, and even together they couldn't take his blow.
No, he is too strong now!
After activating the state of "God's Sorrow", his current combat power is even much stronger than that of ten-year-old Qin Muge in his normal state.
I have to say, this feeling of being able to do whatever you want and be invincible is really good.
Opposite him, Mu Ling felt suffocated by despair.
As the two sides approached within three feet, Chu Xisheng's sword intent had already cut into the depths of his soul.
Mu Ling felt that his soul was about to be torn into pieces. The unparalleled pressure also made his legs and feet weak and unable to control himself. He half-knelt in front of Chu Xisheng like Lu Chen did.
He's going to die! He's going to die! He's going to die this time.
This Chu Xisheng, why is he so strong?
But after despair and disbelief, Mu Ling felt extremely unwilling.
His eyes were bulging and bursting with bloodshot eyes.
"Master, please help me."
His body twisted and changed instantly, and the flesh and blood exploded, leaving only the skeleton.
The shape is a bit like the previous Dragon Bone Taoist Soldier, but the body is burlier and the flames on its body are black.
Mu Ling has the bloodline talent of "Fire Dragon", so he can make such a change.
He was filled with hatred, thinking that even if he was reduced to a skeleton, Chu Xisheng would still have to pay the price.
"waste!"
Situ Li, who was sitting on the medicine pool, was always paying attention to any movement in front of him.
At this time, his body was only half completed.
A flash of anger flashed across Situ Li's eyes, and then he pointed a finger in the air and injected part of the spiritual power of the medicine pool into Mu Ling's body.
He felt like a bright mirror in his mind, his disciple was definitely not a waste, it was just because the figure opposite him was too strong.
But in the current situation, it can only be delayed for an instant.
As the medicinal spirit poured in, Mu Ling's fierce body expanded again, and the blood flames all over his body also surged and burned, reaching a height of more than ten feet.
He raised his big bony hand and grabbed it in Chu Xisheng's direction. His movements were as fast as a blink of an eye, and his momentum was overwhelming.
But the next moment, everyone heard a crisp sound of the "canopy", and Mu Ling's right hand flew out and was cut off by a bright black sword light that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
Chu Xisheng cut off Mu Ling's bone hand with a knife called "Wind from the Hole", and then followed it up with a knife called "Wind Trace".
Mu Ling's huge body was instantly split into two halves with his sword.
But this time, Mu Ling never recovered.
The rune blood-refining knife in Chu Xisheng's hand produced wisps of cyan thunder, shattering Mu Ling's body inch by inch, and also destroying Mu Ling's soul.
After Chu Xisheng put the long sword into its sheath, he was not interested in looking at Mu Ling. He came to the front without any delay and kicked Li Manshan off the altar on the right.
This corpse dog has lost a lot of blood, and if it continues to be drained on the altar, it is afraid that it will die immediately.
Chu Xisheng then took two short steps and came to Bai Xiaozhao.
He was much gentler to Bai Xiaozhao. He grabbed Bai Xiaozhao's collar with one hand and pulled it off the altar.
But when Chu Xisheng lifted Bai Xiaozhao out of the altar, the girl changed rapidly. All the clothes on her body became loose and fell down, turning into a small snow jade white mink.
Eh?
Chu Xisheng was stunned when he saw this.
Then he remembered that the magician Mu Ling seemed to have mentioned that Bai Xiaozhao was from the demon clan and his bloodline was similar to that of the Shen'ao San people.
The corners of his lips twitched, and then he gave Bai Xiaozhao a healing elixir, tore off a piece of cloth, and wrapped Bai Xiaozhao's wound.
Chu Xisheng then wanted to put her aside, but the ferret curled its tail and wrapped it tightly around his arm.
This chapter has been completed!