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Corpses were scattered all over the ground, and rivers of blood flowed.
At first glance, it was a shocking sight. The smell of blood was permeated, the aura of death was extremely strong, and there was still a violent aura that belonged to monsters and beasts.
Chen Zong stood with his swords sheathed. He looked calm and calm, as if he was not fighting just now.
The third elder and Meng Xinping looked as if they had seen ghosts, and their expressions were very complicated.
As for Master Huanyun, he is wielding the Zhanyue Sword and fighting fiercely with Master Heishui.
After the demonization, Master Heishui's arms seemed to have turned into black poisonous snakes, spewing violent cold poisonous gas from time to time. Last time Master Huanyun had to dodge carefully, which made it difficult to display much of his strength, but this time it was different.
The true power cultivated by the heaven-level top-grade skills is stronger, the power of the heaven-level top-grade swordsmanship is more powerful, the second level of the realm of body and sword integration and the pseudo-spiritual Zhanyue Sword, everything makes Master Huanyun more powerful
The strength cannot be compared with that of two months ago.
suppress!
Master Heishui was shocked to find that he was suppressed and could only passively resist Master Huanyun's long sword attack.
Kill kill kill!
The sword light turned into flowing clouds and spread out, leaving a vast expanse of white above, below, left and right. Master Heishui felt as if he was trapped in a sea of clouds, making it difficult to distinguish between east, west, north and south.
Immediately, Master Huanyun sheathed his sword and stepped back a few steps. The sword light, which was as white as flowing clouds, dissipated. Master Heishui's whole body also trembled, and hisses sounded one after another.
The neck, shoulders, joints of both arms, wrists of both arms, chest, waist, legs, joints of both legs, etc. were broken one after another. Blood spurted out like a spring, and terrifying real power raged in the body.
"You..." Master Heishui's fingers trembled repeatedly, and he pointed at Master Huanyun more and more weakly. His face like a poisonous snake was filled with incredible shock, his eyesight turned black, he felt dizzy, and he fell forward.
Master Huanyun's expression remained unchanged, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He glanced around and saw that there was no one from the Black Demon Sect around him. The other Black Demon Sect warriors had already fled.
"We did this?"
At this moment, the third elder, Master Huanyun and Meng Xinping were even more shocked.
To be precise, it's not us, but Chen Zong alone. They believe that even if they don't come, Chen Zong can do it.
Only now do they understand that Chen Zong is not arrogant or crazy, but he has the strength.
"Third Elder, please go back to the main city of Wangwu first and mobilize a group of people to guard Feiwu City." Chen Zong said unceremoniously: "There is no need for those two people to come again."
"Yes, deputy sect leader." The third elder was convinced and did not question Chen Zong's order.
"Uncle Yun, Elder Meng, follow me in pursuit." As soon as Chen Zong finished speaking, his body swept forward like the wind.
During the battle just now, other warriors from the Black Demon Sect had already retreated. However, the time was still short and they did not have time to retreat far.
"It's really..." The third elder looked at Chen Zong's leaving figure and didn't know how to describe it for a moment. The feeling was like a dream.
Yes, it's just a dream.
A man in the late sixth level of the True Martial Realm, but he was able to survive the siege of three demonized eighth-level True Martial Realms and two demonized ninth-level True Martial Realms, and in turn killed all five of them without showing any signs of injury.
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It's just a big joke.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the third elder wouldn't have believed it even if he was beaten to death.
"I wonder what their expressions will be like when they find out?" The third elder suddenly thought of the reaction of the second elder, the first elder, and the sect master after hearing the news. He laughed secretly, and then frowned, because he thought of those two true martial arts realms.
Eightfold.
It's embarrassing, it's really embarrassing, and you must be punished after you go back.
Without any hesitation, the third elder immediately set off and rushed back to the main city of Wangwu at full speed. He wanted to dispatch a group of warriors to guard the recaptured Feiwu City. He also had to bring a group of people over to assist Chen Zong, otherwise the Black Demon Sect would probably mobilize in large numbers.
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The sword light was cold and sharp as it passed through the crowd, unstoppable and unbreakable.
The sword light was magnificent, drawing in an almost perfect arc, going around hundreds of meters, and hundreds of heads flew up.
The retreating Black Demon Sect warriors went crazy and were inexplicably frightened.
This Shura-like lunatic actually caught up with him, but what about those adults? Were they all killed?
The blood spurted out, like blood rainbows filling the sky, and another blood rain falling, so heart-wrenching.
Kill kill kill!
Shura shows no mercy on the battlefield.
Two silver sword lights that were more than ten meters long tore through the sky. Between them, they swept across the sky and the earth in all directions. They were indestructible. Two deep ravines were opened on the ground, and the sky seemed to be divided into four petals.
Wherever the cross sword light passed, hundreds more warriors from the Black Demon Sect were killed.
When Master Huanyun and Meng Xinping caught up, they found that they couldn't intervene at all. Chen Zong's strength was too terrifying. This kind of killing was horrifying to the extreme.
Fortunately, they are not enemies.
Although Meng Xinping was shocked, he was also grateful for his choice. It was undoubtedly the right choice to seek refuge with such a person.
After a series of chases, the last martial artist from the Black Demon Sect who was practicing the Jin Dynasty was also beheaded by Chen Zong. Some of the early Zhenwu Realm warriors with lower cultivation levels and slower speeds were also overtaken, and then died in incomparable terror.
In the rain of blood, Chen Zong turned around and walked towards Feiwucheng.
Master Huanyun and Meng Xinping quickly followed.
Returning to Feiwu City, Chen Zong was sitting on the city wall, waiting for the arrival of the Black Demon Sect warriors, while Huanyun Zhenren went to appease the residents of the city, and Meng Xinping collected arrows, as Chen Zong ordered.
Soon, bundles of arrows were delivered one after another. There were more than a hundred arrows, each of which was at least the Bao-iron level. Chen Zong wanted to get the Shen-iron-level arrows, but unfortunately, Dong
There are too few Lu, so it would be great to have a treasure iron level.
Chen Zong himself carried some divine iron-level arrows, but not many.
On this city wall, Chen Zong drank wine and waited without fear.
The residents of Feiwu City looked at Chen Zong with awe, as if they were looking at a demon god, feeling both grateful and extremely fearful.
"Big brother, thank you." A little boy about ten years old came over and walked up to Chen Zong with some trepidation, his voice trembling slightly.
"Why are you thanking me?" Chen Zong put down the flask and smiled. His smile was as warm as the spring breeze, and it immediately relieved the little boy's inner panic and panic.
"Both my father and my mother were killed by them, and my brother was captured by them and died." The little boy's face was full of grief and hatred.
"What about you now?" Chen Zong asked.
"Brother, can I practice martial arts with you?" The little boy both answered and asked.
Chen Zong looked at the little boy carefully and spoke with uneasy expectation: "I am the elder of the Chen family. If you are willing, you will be a member of my Chen family from now on."
"I do, I do." When the little boy heard this, he nodded repeatedly, like a chicken pecking at rice.
"What's your name?" Chen Zong asked.
"My name is Chen Xiaohai." The little boy replied. Chen Zong was slightly startled. His surname was still Chen. He didn't even need to change his surname.
Chen Zong asked Chen Xiaohai to step aside and wait. The little boy was obedient and very happy.
Master Huanyun was very good at soothing people's hearts, and the residents gradually got rid of their fear, knowing that Chen Zong would not harm them, and gradually formed a cohesive force.
In this world, the weak prey on the strong, and the strong are always respected. In addition, Chen Zong indirectly saved them, and with the comfort and propaganda of Master Huanyun, the residents of Feiwu City looked at the figure on the city wall,
There was a little less fear in his eyes, but a little more respect.
The sun sets over the western mountains, and the sunset glows.
"I wonder how many people will come from the Black Demon Sect?" Meng Xinping said while looking into the distance.
"The number of people is not the point." Master Huanyun said: "Those who escape will report the truth, so the people who come from the Black Demon Sect must be strong people, and they are indispensable at the ninth level of the True Martial Realm."
"Kill as many as you come." Chen Zong's tone was as light as the breeze, but it made people feel horrified, as if the air was filled with the killing intent of Shura.
Master Huanyun was even more curious about Chen Zong's specific experiences in the past few years, otherwise how could he have such a determined mind and such an astonishing murderous intention.
While waiting, a figure finally appeared in front of him.
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"It's impossible for someone who is at the late sixth level of the True Martial Realm to be able to fight against the ninth level of the True Martial Realm without losing." A black-faced old man yelled.
"I don't believe it either." A red-faced old man said.
No one will believe it unless they see it with their own eyes.
These two people are the two elders of the Black Demon Sect. They are at the peak of the ninth level of the Zhenwu Realm. Their strength is far superior to the ordinary ninth level of the Zhenwu Realm. Compared with the two ninth level Zhenwu Realm who guard Feiwu City, they are even stronger.
They are much stronger and can defeat them with one against two.
"Two elders, maybe that man has some treasures on him." A strong young man with a dark face riding a black tiger said, with a cold flash in his eyes. He was wearing a black robe, with a pair of sleeves that were very wide, allowing both sides to
All arms are hidden in it.
"What the young sect leader said is indeed quite possible."
This swarthy young man in black robe is the young master of the Black Demon Sect. If Chen Zong sees him, he will be able to recognize who he is.
In addition to the two elders and the young master, the Black Demon Sect also dispatched many warriors.
There are three ordinary ninth-level Zhenwu Realm, and in addition, there are ten eighth-level Zhenwu Realm.
In order to recapture Feiwu City and deal a heavy blow to Zhenwu Sect, Black Demon Sect mobilized a lot of force.
In addition to those late-stage True Martial Realm warriors, there are also hundreds of sixth- and seventh-level monster beasts accompanying them.
The Royal Envoy Monster is one of the abilities of the Black Demon Sect. It was able to seize two main cities and many martial cities from the Zhenwu Alliance because of this ability.
With these eighth and ninth level Zhenwu Realm warriors and hundreds of monsters, it is almost certain to recapture Feiwu City. The reason why so much force is dispatched is not only to recapture Feiwu City, but also to prevent Zhenwu Sect from dispatching more reinforcements.
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From a distance, a group of people from the Black Demon Sect had already seen the walls of Feiwu City, and also saw three figures on the walls of Feiwu City.
Involuntarily, the hearts of several members of the Black Demon Sect sank, and there was an ominous feeling in their hearts. Could it be that all the late-stage True Martial Realm warriors of the Black Demon Sect had been killed?