Somewhere in the forest, Chen Xinzhu, who was running at high speed, suddenly frowned.
His mind moved slightly, and his figure instantly turned from movement to stillness, standing firmly on the branch of a big tree.
Looking around in all directions, Chen Xinzhu said calmly.
"Come out."
After the words fell, there was silence in the venue. After a few breaths, laughter came from all directions.
"You can actually find us. Your perception is very strong."
In an instant, three figures appeared in the field, forming a "pin" shape, surrounding Chen Xinzhu.
"If you don't want to die, just hand over the storage bag."
An old man in green robe stood directly in front of Chen Xinzhu and said to Chen Xinzhu in a sinister tone.
Hearing this, Chen Xinzhu ignored it and looked at the three of them carefully.
In addition to the old man in green robes in front of him, there were also two people standing behind him on both sides.
An old man in gray robes holds a black sword in his hand and has sharp eyes.
A middle-aged man in white robe, carrying a nine-ringed sword, looked wild and imposing.
Coupled with the empty-handed old man in green robe in front of him but with deep murderous intent, the three of them are clearly great masters in the innate realm.
…
Seeing that Chen Xinzhu had no reaction, the old man in green robe turned cold.
"Don't make the mistake of yourself. If it weren't for the fact that we are all human beings, the three of us would have taken action directly."
With a slight nod, the middle-aged man in white robe on the right side of Chen Xinzhu also spoke.
"My friend, it's not easy to reach the innate realm, so why should you throw away your life for something external?"
Having said this, the middle-aged man in white robe paused for a moment and then continued.
"We are all human beings, and our biggest enemies are the demon generals who entered the ruins together. As long as you hand over the storage bag, we promise not to make things difficult for you."
At the end of the sentence, the tone of the middle-aged man in white robe became a little unpredictable.
"How? Hand it over or not hand it over?"
The breeze blows, the leaves rustle,
At some point, the birds on the treetops also became silent, and the atmosphere became more solemn.
Under the sharp gazes of the three people, Chen Xinzhu glanced at them and finally spoke.
"Practice is not easy, so I will give you a chance."
At this point, Chen Xinzhu's tone became cold.
"As long as the three of you swear that you will never take the initiative to do such bad things like robbing and killing your fellow humans in the future, I will spare your lives."
Hearing Chen Xinzhu's extremely serious warning, the three old men in green robes were stunned.
The next moment, the old man in green robe was furious. Spare their lives?
Who do you think you are?
"court death!"
With an angry roar, the old man in green robes instantly exuded green innate Qi from his right palm. Without saying a word, he slapped it with one palm.
In an instant, the air seemed to be corroded, making a crackling sound.
At the same moment, the gray-robed old man behind Chen Xinzhu also slashed out a sword, and the black and gray sword light flashed away.
When the middle-aged man in white robe saw that his two companions had already taken action, he had no choice but to temporarily put aside his doubts and strike out with his sword.
Although he felt a little uneasy, the middle-aged man in white robe was still very confident in the strength of the three of them.
The three of them are all powerful men who have achieved the ultimate innate title. Coupled with many years of joint experience, even if they face the masters on the strongest list, they may not be incapable of fighting.
In this case, there is nothing to be afraid of.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man in white robe did not hesitate anymore.
"kill--!!"
With an angry roar, the middle-aged man in white robe tightened his grip on the nine-ring machete in his hand, stepped forward, and charged towards Chen Xinzhu.
…
Covered by the three men's offensive, Chen Xinzhu's mind was still as calm as water.
He stretched out his right hand unhurriedly and held the White Frost Sword.
At this moment, the middle-aged man in white robe who was charging towards Chen Xinzhu suddenly felt a chill in his heart. His face changed drastically. He stopped instantly and stared at Chen Xinzhu warily.
Not only the middle-aged man in white robe, but also the old man in green robe and the old man in gray robe also felt the chill at that moment, which was cold and biting.
The alarm bells in their hearts kept ringing, and the two old men in green robes did not dare to neglect. At this moment, their vigilance towards Chen Xinzhu had reached its peak.
The person in front of me seems really strong, very strong...
At this moment, the three of them did not act rashly. They all stared at Chen Xinzhu closely, wanting to see how Chen Xinzhu would respond to the first wave of offensive launched by the three of them.
Just then...
"Um?"
The sharp perception of the middle-aged man in white robe immediately noticed the change.
Raising his head slightly, the white-robed middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed.
"This is……!?"
I saw that under the clear blue sky, I don’t know when it started to snow, and it was dazzling white.
Before the white-robed middle-aged man could think too much, the sword palms issued by the three people had already arrived in front of Chen Xinzhu.
At this moment, a faint sword roar sounded.
The next moment, a cold light flashed past...
Bang!
The sword energy, sword light, and palm shadow instantly shattered.
"This, this, this...!!"
The old man in green robe opened his eyes wide with horror on his face.
"The sword is like snow, and the cold light shines in the vast sky... What a cold light sword."
At the front, a middle-aged man in white robe looked at the fine white snow falling slowly in the sky with emotion on his face.
On the other side, looking at Chen Xinzhu's calm and elegant figure, the old man in gray robe also looked shocked.
As a swordsman, his feelings are much stronger than those of the other two, and he is also more able to appreciate the huge gap between the two.
They...can't win.
Clang!
The white frost sword returned to its sheath, Chen Xinzhu looked at the three people in front of him, his tone was as calm as water.
"Go well."
After the words fell, the three middle-aged people in white robes instantly fell to the ground, completely losing the breath of life.
A touch of cold air spread out from the sword marks in the hearts of the three people, and soon enveloped their bodies. A touch of frost emerged, making them appear a little more white.
Chen Xinzhu slowly raised his right hand and slapped it towards the ground.
In an instant, dirt flew up on the ground, and soon the bodies of the three old men in green robes were completely buried in the dirt.
Chen Xinzhu then turned and left.
…
In another corner of the ruins, two demon generals holding red spears had blood oozing from the corners of their mouths, their faces full of horror.
Looking at the girl wearing a white trench coat in front of them, their hearts were filled with despair.
Too strong!
Red light fell on the forest, and the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong collisions was heard one after another. Soon the two demon generals were killed one after another by the girl's fists.
The girl dispersed the red energy in her hands and looked up at the center of the ruins.
"I could feel that there was something there that attracted me."
…
In the center of the ruins, a tall man in black stood with his hands behind his back.
A few miles directly in front of him, a huge black tower hundreds of meters high stood on the spot.
Not far from the man in black, three imposing figures soaring into the sky also stood out of thin air, each occupying one side.
Obviously, they are the four master-level experts who were guarding outside the ruins before.
However, for some unknown reason, they all gathered here.
After carefully looking at the black tower for a long time, the man in black finally spoke.