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Chapter 100

Hearing this, Chen Xinzhu's face changed slightly.

Without hesitation, Chen Xinzhu pinched his sword finger with his right hand and pointed out quickly.

Five meteor-like purple lights flashed away.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Not far away, the five second-rate masters of the Nether Sect who were resisting tenaciously had a small hole one finger wide on their foreheads.

The vitality disappeared, and the five corpses instantly fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was extremely shocked.

These are five second-rate masters, and two of them are second-rate top masters who have understood the true meaning of martial arts.

Was he defeated instantly with just one move?

The Huashan disciples were a little better. Although they were equally surprised, when they thought about Chen Hsinchu's ranking on the people list and Chen Hsinchu's Zixia magic power, they could somewhat understand Chen Hsinchu's power.

However, most of the others are scattered people in the world, but they don't have the insight of the disciples of the big sect.

At this moment, many of them even doubted whether Chen Xinzhu had broken through to the innate realm?

Otherwise, how could it be so strong?!

Of course, Chen Xinzhu didn't care about their shock.

Withdrawing his right hand, Chen Xinzhu looked at everyone and said: "Clean the battlefield as quickly as possible immediately."

After doing all this, Chen Xinzhu looked at Xue Jiang.

"Tell me, what happened?"

Hearing this, Xue Jiang took a deep breath and said with a bitter tone.

"Something happened in the middle. They were attacked by the innate masters of the Nether Sect and suffered heavy casualties."

Having said this, Xue Jiang paused and then said.

"The letter said that Mrs. Wang hopes that we can rush to the middle road to support as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Chen Xinzhu's face became a little more solemn.

"Senior Wang can feel the pressure. It seems that the lineup deployed by the Netherworld Sect is not weak this time."

Having said this, Chen Xinzhu looked at Xue Jiang.

"Junior Brother Xue, go and urge everyone to clean the battlefield as quickly as possible. We need to set off as soon as possible."

"I understand." Xue Jiang nodded and left quickly.

In situ.

Chen Xinzhu withdrew his gaze, took Xiao Wan'er's hand, looked at her dull and silent expression, and sighed in his heart.

Xiao Wan'er has not spoken since she woke up.

Even the name "Xiao Wan'er" was named by Chen Xinzhu based on a jade pendant she carried with her.

Chen Xinzhu also asked a doctor to examine her, and finally concluded that she was in very good health.

In this way, Chen Xinzhu naturally understood the reason.

As the old saying goes, it means having a "heart disease."

Heart disease also needs a heart medicine doctor.

In this regard, Chen Xinzhu had no choice but to be nice to her.



A quarter of an hour later, Xue Jiang and others cleaned up the battlefield and harvested tens of thousands of taels of silver notes, a large number of ordinary soldier-level weapons, and several third-rate martial arts secret books.

Chen Xinzhu didn't even look at this. To him, these things were of no use at all.

Not to mention Chen Xinzhu, even Xue Jiang and other Huashan inner disciples also looked down upon these things.

Banknote? Ordinary soldier?

It is somewhat useful, but for Huashan inner disciples, these things are not lacking at all.

As for third-rate martial arts secrets?

It may be considered a treasure to the outsiders in the world, but to the disciples of the inner sect of Huashan, it is almost like garbage.

This is also the reason why Chen Xinzhu has no interest in cleaning the battlefield.

How much net worth can these people have if they don’t even have a storage bag?

In the past two years, Chen Xinzhu has also killed many humans and monsters, and the most rewarding one was the battle with the monster general Niu Meng.

Although the battle process was a bit dangerous, the final reward was substantial.

The value of the storage bag itself can only be regarded as a small amount. The treasures collected by the demon general Niu Meng for decades are the real big amount.

This harvest alone completely exceeded all Chen Xinzhu’s previous gains.

It can be said that it has not been open for two years, but it has been open for two years.

Seeing everyone happily distributing the spoils, Chen Xinzhu felt a little hot in his heart.

I hope that the innate master of the Nether Sect has a rich enough net worth.

Hundreds of miles away, an old man in black robes suddenly shuddered on the top of a certain mountain.

The old man in black robe opened his eyes instantly, his expression a little uncertain.

"Why do I suddenly have a bad feeling?!"



Soon, the spoils were distributed.

Chen Xinzhu wasted no time, and after bidding farewell to the simple villagers, the group quickly left the village.

Adjusting the direction, Chen Xinzhu and his party changed their route south, heading directly to Dalin County where Mrs. Wang was located.

Work with all your heart and soul on your way.

One day later, Chen Xinzhu and his party finally entered the territory of Dalin County.

However, after passing through the two towns, Chen Xinzhu found that the atmosphere in Dalin County was extremely tense.

The residents and warriors of Dalin County whom I met on the road were all worried and looked in a hurry.

After some inquiring, Chen Xinzhu and others finally learned about the current severe situation in Dalin County.

The Luoshan Martial Arts and Nether Sect demon men, headed by Mrs. Wang, engaged in a large-scale melee in the southern part of Dalin County.

Less than three days after this melee began, it has affected nearly ten towns, and countless civilians have either lost their lives or left their homes.

That's really a tragic word.

After learning this situation, Chen Xinzhu's face became extremely serious.

He also didn't expect that the situation would develop to this point.

Thinking of the words "Leave it to me" he said to Uncle Han when he left Huashan, Chen Xinzhu felt a little hot on his face.

Snap! Snap!

Chen Xinzhu seemed to hear a crisp slap in the face.

The Nether Sect is so rampant in Luoshan County. This is a blatant slap in the face of the Huashan Sect.

He is also slapping them Huashan disciples in the face.

He was even slapping Chen Xinzhu in the face.

Glancing at Xiao Wan'er who was extremely silent beside him, Chen Xinzhu sighed heavily in his heart.

What's more, this is no longer a matter of slap in the face or not.

Rather, it is a major issue concerning the lives of countless people.

Thinking of this, Chen Xinzhu couldn't help but curse in his heart.

This damn Nether Cult!



nonstop.

Two hours later, Chen Xinzhu and his party finally arrived in the southern part of Dalin County.

As soon as they turned into an official road, Chen Xinzhu and his party saw a chase.

Six warriors in different costumes are being chased by more than a dozen black-robed warriors holding black knives.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xinzhu and his party completely understood the tension of the situation.

Looking at the familiar black robe and black knife, Chen Xinzhu suddenly felt murderous intent in his heart.

The grass-created meteor sword pointed out.

In an instant, several purple sword energies descended hundreds of meters away like meteors in the sky.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

More than a dozen third-rate black-robed warriors were instantly pierced through the heads by meteor sword fingers.

The vitality disappeared, and more than ten corpses fell heavily to the ground, splashing dust all over the ground.

The six martial arts warriors who were escaping were also startled by this sudden turn of events.

But when they saw the Nether Cult demon who died instantly, they knew that they must have met "one of their own."

Moreover, he is still a powerful "one of our own".


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