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Chapter 30: Trying the Sword in the World (5)

"Kill, kill all the men, kill the older women too."

"I have killed fifteen people. Who among you can kill more than me?"

"I've killed fourteen, and I'm almost overtaking you."

"Kill kill kill kill."

"This girl is so beautiful, I want to take her back."

Cries of death, ferocious laughter, screams and begging for mercy, the sounds of death rose up, mixed into a large area, and the rich smell of blood spread, filling a radius of tens of thousands of meters, and gradually drifted away.

Gradually, the killing sounds and screams fell silent, and the threatening sounds full of maliciousness were heard again.

"Walk."

"Take this batch of goods and go back immediately."

"With this batch of goods, we can hand it over. When the time comes, I wonder what kind of rewards we will get?"

"Don't think too much. No matter how good the reward is, it's the village owners who get it first. If it's divided into our hands, it probably won't be much."

I saw a group of middle-aged young people full of murderous intent, talking and driving away more than 20 women in their teens to thirties. Regardless of their age, they were all pretty good-looking, but they were just reduced to prisoners.

, and witnessed other people in the village being slaughtered wantonly like pigs and dogs. They were already frightened. Their faces were pale and their lips were bloodless, and their eyes were full of panic. They were driven away like lost cattle and sheep.

Go forward.



"The smell of blood is so strong." Chen Zong's nose twitched slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked towards where the smell of blood came from.

His eyes flashed, and he could vaguely see that the air ten thousand meters ahead seemed to be filled with a layer of faint red mist. There was no doubt that this was the source of the smell of blood.

Not long ago, there should have been a fierce battle there.

Chen Zong walked forward quickly without stopping. Then, his complexion changed drastically, his eyes shone with horror, and a murderous intention emerged uncontrollably from within.

Not a big war!

If it's a big war, killing each other, and everyone dying, it's normal, and it has nothing to do with me.

But the scene in front of me was obviously a massacre, a unilateral massacre.

The guts were disemboweled, dirty water flowed all over the floor, the head was cut off, the eyes were wide open and filled with fear, the white-haired old man was split in two, the old and muddy eyes were full of despair, and the strong middle-aged man was cut off at the waist.

, the bull's eyes were wide open and full of unwillingness. The body of the three-year-old child was smashed and only one head was left. His innocent eyes were still open and full of confusion. He didn't know that his young life had already died before he could begin to appreciate the wonders of the world.

here.

Scene after scene kept leaping into Chen Zong's eyes, making Chen Zong's eyes grow colder and colder, and murderous intent kept emerging from his heart, like volcanic lava, about to erupt.

The red jade sword seemed to be able to feel Chen Zong's mood at this moment, and it couldn't help but tremble, making a faint sound of sword clanging. A trace of terrifying murderous intent surrounded the body, and the temperature dropped sharply.

"What a ruthless thief, he even doesn't spare the old, weak, women and children."

A shout suddenly sounded, like thunder, and at the same time, a cold sword light shot through the air like a flying star.

Swift, sharp, yet light, full of murderous intent, he will not stop until he kills Chen Zong.

The sword light flickered, and before the sword even reached it, it had already pierced the air, and a sharp chill hit him.

Chen Zong reacted extremely quickly. The moment the sword came to kill him, he had already looked over. The red jade sword came out of its sheath and turned into a red light that penetrated the sky.

One sword smashed the flying star-like sword light into pieces, but Chen Zong did not take the opportunity to fight back. Instead, he shouted: "Wait a minute."

"The thief deserves to be killed." The man ignored him and struck again with his sword. One sword split into two, two into four, four into eight, and finally turned into sixty-four rays of sword light, one after another like flying fire meteors.

across the sky like a meteor shower, all shooting towards Chen Zong.

Sixty-four rays of sword light were bright and stunning, containing extremely terrifying murderous intent.

The other party obviously believed that Chen Zong was the murderer of these old, weak, women and children, so he used his sword to kill without mercy, and vowed not to stop until Chen Zong was killed. Chen Zong understood this, but he would not stand and let Chen Zong kill him.

With a slight twist of the wrist, the red jade sword followed an extremely mysterious trajectory and shuttled through the gaps of the sixty-four sword lights of flying fire meteors. It was as nimble as a fish swimming in the water, and like a dragon swimming in the wind and clouds of the nine heavens.

Incredibly flexible.

Since you can't communicate, use your strength to defeat the opponent first.

Sixty-four rays of sword light hit the ground and exploded into a large area, but Chen Zong was nowhere to be seen.

A sword passed by, and the long sword in the opponent's hand shook. A terrible force impacted and shook, causing the five fingers to be bounced away unconsciously, and the sword in his hand also slipped.

At least 70% of a swordsman's strength lies in the sword. Without the sword, the strength will be significantly reduced.

"I did not kill these people." Chen Zong stared at the incoming man and said word by word.

This person is a woman, dressed in white, with a ponytail. She doesn't seem to be very old, with a baby face and big, watery eyes.

The sword was shot down, and there was a trace of panic in her big eyes. When she heard Chen Zong's words, she quickly reacted, picked up the sword and held it tightly, staring at Chen Zong with full vigilance, and looked around again from the corner of her eye.

His expression just calmed down a little bit.

"When I first arrived here, I saw such a tragic scene. Do you know who did it?" Chen Zong asked again.

"I don't know, I'm just starting to investigate." The baby-faced woman spoke, her voice as clear as a child's.

Nodding, Chen Zong did not speak again, but scanned the surroundings. After his eyes flickered, a sword mark appeared in his pupils.

Leave traces of sword eyes!

Before he completely perfected Xinyi Sword Dao, some martial arts secrets in Tongtian Sword Dao and Cangyu Xuankong Dao also had a good effect on him.

The Trace Sword Eye can not only see through some illusions and illusions, but can also see more subtle clues.

Putting away the trace sword pupil, Chen Zong followed every trace.

The intention to kill has arisen, and the murderous intention is surrounding the heart. If one does not kill, the heart will not go well.

The way of swordsmanship!

The mind and the heart...must go as they wish, not to punish evil and promote good, nor to do justice for heaven, but just for the sake of peace of mind and for one's own...way.

If you have the intention to kill, you should kill.

"What are you going to do?" The baby-faced woman looked at her and asked quickly, but Chen Zong ignored her. She was a stranger and Chen Zong didn't intend to get to know her.

"Did you find something?" The baby-faced woman was not angry, but spread out her body and quickly chased after him, asking as she chased.

Chen Zong still didn't respond, so he used the Xuanxin Transformation Technique, his figure fluttering lightly in the wind, and he swept forward like lightning without touching the ground, gradually throwing away the baby-faced woman.

"Wait for me." The baby-faced woman became more and more sure that Chen Zong had discovered something, and kept chasing her, but unfortunately she was not as fast as Chen Zong. She could only watch Chen Zong go away, stomping her feet bitterly, a bit naive.

"No, I have to catch up and take a look." The baby-faced woman muttered to herself, then spread her body skills again and chased Chen Zong in the direction he left.

After more than half a year, Chen Zong has not only made breakthroughs in his cultivation, but his accumulation of Xinyi Sword Technique has also become more powerful, and his Xuanxin Transformation has also been continuously improved. Now the speed of performing it is much faster than before, and it looks more mysterious. Everything has changed.

, it all depends on your heart.

Gradually, Chen Zong heard the sound of conversations floating intermittently in the wind. It seemed that many people were talking.

As he got closer, the conversation became clearer and clearer, but Chen Zong's expression became colder and colder.

When Chen Zong saw the people talking, strong murderous intent poured out of his eyes like cold currents.

There were more than a dozen people in total, all young and middle-aged, wearing black and red attire, carrying long knives on their backs, and filled with terrible murderous aura. They were sitting on the ground to rest, gnawing on dried meat, and in their

Next to them, there were more than twenty pretty women with their hands tied and connected with ropes. Even if they wanted to escape, the speed would be delayed because there were too many people involved with each other.

But these two dozen women were huddled together, trembling. They were just ordinary people. Even if they had some training, they were only at the Jinjing Realm at most. How could they be the opponents of this group of real martial arts realm or even pseudo-supernormal realm warriors?

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Suddenly, a breath of extremely cold air filled the air, making the dozen or so people who were chewing dried meat and talking tremble all over. They turned their heads to look, and saw a figure approaching quickly. The cold breath, then

It is constantly emanating from that figure.

"Who are you?" The leader, the middle-aged man in the pseudo-extraordinary realm, stood up quickly, stared at Chen Zong solemnly, and asked in a deep voice.

"The people who killed you." Chen Zong was already sure that the previous massacre was caused by these people. Seeing them, the murderous intention in his heart became even stronger.

The strong uneasiness came from deep in his heart, making the middle-aged man with nine-star combat power look horrified, and his heart was beating wildly unconsciously.

"We are from Heishanzhai. Could it be that you have some misunderstanding?" The middle-aged man reported the origins of himself and others.

Black cottage!

Chen Zong has never heard of it, and he doesn't know what kind of force it is, but it seems that it is not a good thing, like a bandit.

That doesn't matter, just kill.

Chen Zong could see that the cultivation levels of these people were not high, and they had not reached the human realm. To deal with such people, there was no need to draw a sword.

With the sword pointed out, in the eyes of the dozen or so people, they saw the extremely sharp long sword stabbing through the air. They seemed unhappy. They could even see the trajectory clearly, and even the outline of the sword tip.

It was clear that the sharp edge in his eyes kept magnifying.

Although they could see clearly, they were shocked to find that their bodies were unable to move, as if they were imprisoned by invisible forces. They could only watch helplessly as the sword tip penetrated the air and stabbed them.

In fact, it was not that their bodies were imprisoned, but that they had no time to react. The seemingly slow sword was actually as fast as a stream of light.

Even if Chen Zong didn't draw his sword, he just casually killed with his sword, and the strength he showed was less than 10%, and it was not something that a group of warriors who were not in the extraordinary realm could contend with.

You know, with Chen Zong's current strength, even 10% of his strength can kill an ordinary first-level warrior of the Human Realm.

With the sword pointed, the figures of the dozen or so black village bandits remained motionless, as if they had turned into sculptures, but a hole appeared between their eyebrows.


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