"Old Zhao?!" Elder Sun was shocked and angry when he saw the most powerful Elder Zhao killed instantly.
How terrible!
Is this still a Houtian realm warrior? This level of strength is probably not much different from the masters on the Earth Ranking, right?
How could such a character appear in the Huashan Sect??
Isn’t the Huashan Sect in decline?
Before he could think about it, Chen Xinzhu had already raised his sword and came towards him.
The sword energy in his body is quite sufficient, and Chen Xinzhu does not intend to waste time.
The deadly swordsmanship move of the Three Immortal Swords was used again, and in an instant, three extremely dazzling purple sword lights appeared in the darkness.
Feeling this fatal threat, Elder Sun was naturally not willing to sit back and wait for death. His whole body was full of innate energy, and Elder Sun directly used the Nether Sect's secret technique of fighting for death.
Black air flowed all over his body, and Elder Sun's face looked ferocious, like an evil ghost.
"Go to hell!"
Cut it out with one knife, and the ghost head reappears.
pity……
puff!
There was a huge difference in speed between the two, but Elder Sun was still killed by Chen Xinzhu's sword.
The power of Zixia's magical power, combined with the life-threatening three immortal swords of the Dacheng realm, and the sharp sword energy that has been strengthened several times, is so astonishing.
As Elder Zhao and Elder Sun died one after another, the darkness that shrouded the scene slowly dissipated, and the sun shone again.
Elder Qian, who had just rushed back from a distance, saw the bodies of Lao Zhao and Lao Sun on the ground before he could move.
Lao Zhao and Lao Sun are dead??!
Seeing this scene, Elder Qian found it hard to accept it and his mind went blank.
What the hell is going on??
In just such a short time, those two old guys who were no weaker than him died like this??
At this moment, although the sun was shining brightly, Elder Qian's heart was filled with ice.
Looking at the young man in purple robe next to the corpses of the two old men, Elder Qian felt extremely desperate.
It's over.
Unexpectedly, this disciple of the Huashan Sect who looks like a sheep is actually a big bad wolf that eats people without spitting out their bones.
Thinking of the previous speculation, Elder Qian felt extremely bitter in his heart.
This is really a...Hongmen Banquet...
However, Chen Xinzhu didn't care what he thought.
After dealing with Elder Sun, Chen Xinzhu swung his long sword and killed Elder Qian who had just returned.
At this moment, Chen Xinzhu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
When facing three people before, he was worried that someone would run away, so he used thunderous means, directly consuming a lot of sword energy and killing two of them in seconds.
However, if there is only one person left, this does not have to be the case.
It would be good to retain a little more of the Zixia Sword Qi in the body.
Thinking of this, Chen Xinzhu slashed at Elder Qian with his sword.
Elder Qian instinctively waved the black knife in his hand to block.
clang!
The crisp sound of weapons clashing spread far away, and Elder Qian finally came back to his senses.
Subconsciously I wanted to run away.
However, one-on-one, he had no chance at all.
As soon as Chen Xinzhu swung his long sword, he was firmly restrained.
Elder Qian took several risks to break through, but all ended in failure.
Seeing more and more injuries on his body, Elder Qian finally despaired.
Unwilling to die in vain like this, Elder Qian directly used the Nether Sect's secret technique of risking his life, and burst out in his final madness.
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
In this madness, the surrounding area of several hundred meters was plowed over and over again.
However, although Elder Qian persisted for a while, the outcome remained unchanged.
puff!
Chen Xinzhu seized the opportunity and directly used a swift sword to kill the owl.
Elder Qian, die!
After putting the sword back into its sheath, Chen Xinzhu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At this point, the innate elders of the Nether Sect here... were all wiped out.
…
The battlefield is a mile away.
The three Nether Sect disciples who had been left alive by Chen Xinzhu to serve as messengers looked at the battlefield in the distance, their minds went blank.
“What is going on??”
"Isn't this... too strong??..."
"It's so scary..."
The reason why the three of them are here is to see Chen Xinzhu's miserable end in person.
In their opinion, although Chen Xinzhu's strength was good, his cultivation was only in the acquired realm. Facing three elders in the innate realm, his fate was already doomed.
But I didn't expect...
The result was exactly the opposite. Chen Xinzhu was unscathed, and all three elders in the innate realm were killed...
At this moment, the thinking of the three people was extremely confused.
Three Xiantian realm warriors surrounded and killed an Acquired Heaven realm warrior, but were actually killed by the Acquired Heaven realm warrior without any injuries??
There must be some mistake!
The long-standing common sense was impacted, and the three of them were extremely shaken for a moment.
However, soon they won't have to worry anymore.
Three rays of Zixia sword energy were like meteors, spanning a distance of nearly a thousand meters in an instant, and shot toward the three of them.
puff!
Phew! Phew!
The three of them were beheaded instantly and left this troubled world forever.
A thousand meters away, Chen Xinzhu slowly retracted his right hand.
After simply cleaning the battlefield, Chen Xinzhu once again harvested three storage bags and three treasure-grade black knives.
After collecting all the loot in Xuan Jing, Chen Xinzhu left here without looking back.
"Next, go and kill all the remnants of the Nether Sect."
Chen Xinzhu's figure soon disappeared.
…
For the next nine hours, Chen Xinzhu traveled through the mountains and forests with a radius of hundreds of miles.
Killed one Nether Sect disciple after another...
Somewhere in the forest.
puff!
Chen Xinzhu killed the last Nether Cult disciple with one sword strike.
"No. 382, finished..."
Looking at the slowly rising sun in the east, Chen Xinzhu, who had been killing people all night, had an extremely bright smile on his face.
"Master, I'm here..."
…
Arriving at the highest mountain nearby, Chen Xinzhu slowly closed his eyes.
After spending half a quarter of an hour adjusting his condition, Chen Xinzhu opened his eyes instantly, and a sharp purple light flashed away.
With his body slightly sideways, Chen Xinzhu tightly grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand.
All of a sudden, a loud and loud eagle cry suddenly sounded.
Chen Xinzhu unsheathed his sword.
Cut it out with one sword!
A huge purple condor instantly soared into the sky, spreading its wings. The unusually handsome purple condor stood proudly in the sky, raising its head and crowing.
Violent~
The incomparably majestic sound of the eagle's cry spread far away, reaching countless mountains and forests below.
Hundreds of miles away, Wang Yidao and others, who were waiting outside the mountains and forests, heard the majestic voice coming from afar and couldn't help but look up...
I saw an unusually handsome purple eagle soaring in the nine heavens, bathing in the rising sun. It was truly divine.
Wang Yidao and others stared blankly at this scene, speechless in surprise...
In a town farther away than Wang Yidao and others, there were many people standing blankly on the street, looking at the distant sky in shock.
Although they did not hear the crow of the extremely majestic condor because of the distance, they could still clearly see the unusually handsome purple condor in the sky.
…
Somewhere in the forest, a middle-aged man in purple robes sat cross-legged in a small stone cave, his whole body filled with faint purple light.