In just a few days, not to mention the monks who have been dreaming for thousands of years, even ordinary mortals will not feel the passage of time.
However, in just a few days, Wan Sheng, Bai Jiutian, and Zhu Shiji, three powerful giants in the Xuanling world, all died in the hands of Chen Yu.
The young man stood in front of the body of the Tiandao Sect Master, with blood dripping from his right hand and blood blooming on his white clothes. He looked ordinary, but at this moment, among the tens of thousands of spectators, no one dared to look down upon him.
Not to mention the sarcasm, there were too many people among the tens of thousands of spectators who did not dare to look at Chen Yu at all. Those dark pupils were like two cold swords, sharp and terrifying. yyls
"Boom!" The wind was strong, and a thunderbolt flashed across the sky like lightning. It was Xia Houyuan, the master of the Zizi Sect, and he was escaping.
He had to escape because both Bai Jiutian and Zhu Shiji were defeated. One had his head cut off by Chen Yu, and the other had his heart dug out by Chen Yu. The methods were bloody and cruel.
There is a saying that goes well on the battlefield: defeat is like a mountain!
Xia Houyuan is indeed injured now, but he still has the strength to fight against Chen Yu.
But he became a frightened bird. In his heart, he only had the idea of escape, not of fighting.
"Master Xia, stop struggling in vain. There is no place in the world, except hell, that can accommodate you because you have offended me." Chen Yu's blood-stained right hand, index finger and middle finger formed a sword.
He jerked towards the fleeing Xia Houyuan and shouted softly: "Go!"
Previously, Xia Houyuan punched him and flew hundreds of miles away. Now, the new sword inserted into the ridge of a big mountain seems to have gained intelligence.
The new sword was once again surrounded by black and yellow air, rushed out from the ridge, circled an acute angle of thirty degrees in mid-air, and chased Xia Houyuan amidst the crisp sound of the sword.
Xia Houyuan's escape speed was incredible, but the speed of the new sword was even more shocking.
The long sword passed by from low altitude, and the strong wind stirred up cut a trace in the vast forest below, like a rainbow penetrating the sun, approaching the master of Zizimen in an instant.
"Buzz!" The new sword hung in the air in front of Xia Houyuan, the tip of the sword pointed at the center of his eyebrows. The sword light was flickering, and the sword energy was boiling. Poor Zizi Sect Master, his old body was stiff and he did not dare to move.
Step by step with a brilliant golden lotus, Chen Yu came to Xia Houyuan. He looked at the master of the Zizi Sect who had lived for six hundred years, with no expression on his face, as aloof and indifferent as a god.
The reason why Chen Yu didn't kill Xia Houyuan immediately was because he didn't want to destroy the magic armor on the leader of the Zizai Sect.
This armor's defense power reaches the sky, and even a new sword cannot cut through it. It cannot be forged by people from a small realm.
"I've heard that this magic armor was obtained by an ancestor of your Zizai Sect from the ancient ruins of World Mountain." Chen Yu narrowed his eyes and said.
"What? You want to take advantage of it?" Xia Houyuan said in a deep voice.
"Taking advantage of others by clever means? Humph!" Chen Yu snorted coldly, "It seems that Clan Master Xia is still unsure of his position!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yu raised his arms and slapped him hard.
With a bang, the slap hit the magic armor, but the majestic repulsive force made half of Xia Houyuan's cheeks numb and his bones were ringing.
Tens of thousands of spectators were stunned, and many even took a breath.
Xia Houyuan, who has lived for six hundred years, can definitely be called an ancient in today's Xuanling world. When he walked in the world, the other five who were also the strongest six were still in their mother's womb.
This master of the Zi Zi Sect has witnessed with his own eyes the wonders of the older generation of ancients ascending to the Great Realm. He can tell too many dusty past events about the previous era, and he can be called a living fossil.
Even if the leader of the Wan Guo Sect of the Xuan Mo Sect meets Xia Houyuan, no matter how unhappy he is in his heart, he still has to be respectful on the outside. This is a matter of seniority.
But such a living ancient man was slapped mercilessly by a young man in front of everyone in the world.
Humiliation! Humiliation like never before!
This humiliation made Xia Houyuan so angry that his body was hunched and shaking, his chest was heaving violently, and his turbid eyes were as red as blood. Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do.
"I want this armor, including the magical power you just used on me. Are you going to give it to me, or not!?" Chen Yu put his hands on his back, and the new sword hung on the side with a clanking sound, completely cutting off Xia Houyuan's interest.
The thought of escaping.
"Deceitful way?" Xia Houyuan's hands covered by Linjia clenched tightly into fists. He was really unwilling to do so.
But what can you do if you don't give in? This is the world of immortality, where the weak eat the strong, and Xia Houyuan cannot control it.
After a long silence, the leader of the Zi Zi Sect said sadly: "Demon surnamed Chen, I want you to make a promise."
"Promise?!" Chen Yu raised his big hand with lightning speed and covered it with the magic armor twice.
Chen Yu used all his strength, without any mercy, and hit Xia Houyuan so hard that he vomited blood and the flesh on half of his cheeks burst.
"You...!" Xia Houyuan was so angry that he gritted his teeth until his gums bled.
"You want a promise from me? Why? Are you worthy?" Chen Yu's face was expressionless and his tone was cold.
The conversation between the two made tens of thousands of spectators fall silent. This is the number one in the world, this is the leader of the world, so domineering.
"Xiahou Sect Master has shown weakness and surrendered, but the devil named Chen is so shameless. Alas, this is a cruel world of natural selection and survival of the fittest." A sect leader was filled with emotion.
"The devil surnamed Chen has the best fighting ability in the world, but he is not big-minded and is too petty." Some people look down on Chen Yu and feel that Chen Yu looks like a villain to gain power.
On the mountain, Huangcang, Xiahou Gong, and Xiahou Ying, plus dozens of elite disciples from the Zizai Sect, were like fish thrown onto the shore, breathing hard, feeling that they were not far from death.
They also wanted to escape, but their legs were as soft as mud. After all, even Xia Houyuan, who was half a Nascent Soul, couldn't escape from Chen Yu, let alone them.
"Master Xia is really a strong and strong man, Mr. Chen admires him!" Looking at Xia Houyuan's forbearing look, Chen Yu shook his head helplessly.
Although the master of Zi Zi Sect was hiding in a turtle shell, Chen Yu had his own means to kill him.
But in that case, the trick will never be obtained!
Even though he was the Supreme Tribulation Realm before his rebirth, Chen Yu was still jealous of this unpredictable and terrifying supernatural power.
If Xia Houyuan thought that this could force Chen Yu to submit, he was totally wrong.
Stretching out his big hand, Chen Yu directly grabbed Xiahou Gong from the mountain from an endless distance away.
Faced with the powerful spiritual energy that covered the sky and the sun, Xia Hougong, the young master of the Zi Zi Sect, did not even have a chance to resist.
"Master Xia, watch and see how I cut off your beloved son's flesh and blood piece by piece!" Chen Yu sneered.
"Father, save me!" Xia Hou Gong, who was shackled by his spiritual energy, let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, but unfortunately Xia Hou Yuan remained indifferent.