Not to mention, Jiang Chen's Red Sky Sword spurted out a large amount of flames, rolling along the sword's body.
"What's this?!"
Most people can't see the Fire Sword Realm, but they can tell that this is not a simple blessed fire.
"In the Fire Sword Realm, he is the successor of the sword, and he is also proficient in the power of mystery."
Cheng Lu had almost the same reaction as Song Zhe.
The difference is that after being impressed, her eyes were filled with stars and her heart was moved.
"Come!"
Jiang Chen raised his right hand again, and the black knife that was in Yichen's place returned to his hand.
One sword after another is puzzling.
But the moment the Wind Sword Realm was revealed, everyone went crazy for it.
"Wind and Fire Sword Wheel!"
In less than two seconds, the moment the sword's power was fully revealed, his men rushed into the air.
The spirit master who came with the formation was originally full of confidence, but when he saw Jiang Chen like this, he couldn't help but feel hesitant.
But the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.
"I have the protection of the formation. Even if I am at a disadvantage, I will be safe. Otherwise, he will be hit hard by the counter-shock force!"
Thinking of this, Ling Zun tried his best.
The entire formation was like a flame poured with oil, and its power increased several times.
Before people could have any more feelings or thoughts, the two sides had already collided.
The expected movement did not happen.
Jiang Chen's sword was unpredictable. It not only withstood the formation, but also attacked various parts of the formation.
In almost no time, the formation became just like the ancient sword sect's defensive formation, stopping motionless and then shaking violently.
Finally, it fell apart with a bang, and everyone was severely injured, including the spiritual master.
"Setsuna Sword Technique: Second Style!"
Jiang Chen didn't hesitate, he put the sword into the sheath and then unsheathed it, and disappeared in an instant.
People's eyes could not catch Jiang Chen's figure, they could only see the constant lights and shadows of swords around the spiritual master.
After stopping, the spirit master was dying, with only his last breath left.
"So strong."
The spiritual master that people in the wasteland needed to respect was easily killed, and even the formation was of no use.
"withdraw!"
The man in Tsing Yi who was knocked away by a punch wanted to regain his place, but when he saw this scene, he was so frightened that he left without saying a word.
"Want to leave?"
Jiang Chen was thousands of meters away from him, but with a light step, he came to him.
"Stay!"
The swords were drawn out, but the man in Tsing Yi was not killed, but lost the power to resist.
As for the other people in Blood Moon Desolation, Jiang Chen did not stop them.
He brought the man in Tsing Yi back to Tianshan Terrace, and everyone else returned to the stage as well.
While everyone's attention was on Jiang Chen, Song Zhe wanted to sneak away.
"Where do you want to go? Senior Brother Song." Yichen noticed him at a glance, and the admiration in her heart had long since vanished, leaving only contempt.
Her words immediately attracted Song Zhe's attention.
Song Zhe gave her a resentful look, crawled towards the Ancient Sword Sect Master, and kept kowtowing down.
"Master, I was confused for a moment, please let me go."
"But why don't you let Yan Xu go?"
The leader of the Ancient Sword Sect said.
Although these words were full of helplessness and sighs, Senior Brother Song didn't know that he would not be forgiven.
Yan Xu was the disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect whom he killed.
"You people just behaved worse than me. How do you have the right to look at me like this? If our positions were reversed, you would behave even worse than me!" Song Zhe even noticed the looks in the eyes of others and screamed.
"People can only be brave when they are afraid, but you can't."
Jiang Chen flicked his finger, and a sword energy penetrated into this man's body.
Song Zhe was like a deflated balloon, losing all his strength rapidly.
"Master of the Ancient Sword Sect, this is your disciple, handle it yourself." Jiang Chen didn't want to dirty his hands.
"Thank you."
The leader of the Gujian Sect nodded, full of gratitude.
Not only to take care of the face of the Ancient Sword Sect, but also to save the safety of the Ancient Sword Sect.
"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, do you think it's over?" The man in Tsing Yi suddenly said loudly.
His words made everyone present change their expressions, thinking that those who escaped would definitely go back and report the news.
"You are very powerful. I admit that unless you are a top genius, no one in the Spirit can be your opponent, but you must also admit that a most ordinary Heavenly Master can kill you." The man in Tsing Yi said.
Those who can cultivate to the level of Heavenly Master will certainly not be ordinary people.
The most common here is relatively speaking.
If Jiang Chen becomes a Heavenly Lord, compared with him, a large part of the Heavenly Lords will become ordinary.
"You're right."
Jiang Chen admitted this.
He was able to kill Feng Bujue because there were too many coincidences and calculations. If anything went wrong, he would die.
Another part of the reason is that Feng Bujue underestimated the enemy and was careless.
The most important thing is that now that there are no eight heavenly dragons to help him protect the law, he may have died in the hands of the heavenly master before he could trigger the thunder.
"What if I tell you that there are three Heavenly Lords in the Blood Moon Wasteland?" said the man in green.
As soon as these words came out, people who had finally calmed down became panicked.
As if he didn't think it was enough, the man in green continued: "If you kill one of our spiritual masters, you will kill all of your people and be buried with him!"
This is obviously not what people at Tianshan Terrace want to see.
"Before you start talking nonsense, let me tell you that I can let you be buried with me now."
The same thing has happened too many times, and these people will immediately put the cart before the horse and accuse him.
He spoke first and blocked these people's mouths.
Thinking of Jiang Chen's performance just now, these people don't want to cause trouble.
"You all should disperse, leave the small wasteland for the time being, and come back when everything calms down." The leader of the Ancient Sword Sect said.
As for the Ancient Sword Sect, as the leader of this wasteland, they are the ones that Blood Moon Desolate wants to eradicate.
"Could this be a lie? Blood Moon Desolate is not a great wasteland, so where did the three Heavenly Lords come from?" Someone questioned.
The strength of the small wasteland is almost the same.
They only have one spiritual master, the leader of the Ancient Sword Sect, and so many spiritual masters appeared in Bloody Moon Desolation without a sound, which is unbelievable.
"Hahaha, even if you don't believe it, before dusk, you will realize what despair is."
"I will make you despair first, don't worry." Jiang Chen said.
"What do you want to do to me?" the man in Tsing Yi asked provocatively.
Jiang Chen is a young man, and he doesn't believe there are any means to force a confession.
Even if you kill him, it was destined from the beginning, and there is no use begging for mercy.
He who is cruel to others is also cruel to himself.
Seeing him looking at death as if he were dead, Jiang Chen sneered, and a long silver needle appeared in his hand.
"As long as three needles stick into your head, you will become an idiot who asks questions and answers questions, and you will never recover."
"It's so magical, what are you waiting for?" The man in Tsing Yi didn't take it seriously.
"Because the problem is that if you do that, your answers will become very wooden and you will need to ask many times to get what you want."
Jiang Chen said slowly: "But seeing as you are so stubborn, this is the only way."
After saying that, Jiang Chen inserted a needle into the Tianling Cap, and it was halfway in, which made people tremble with fear.