Looking at the broken arm of the old man in green robe, Chen Xinzhu sighed inwardly.
The vitality of those who are strong in the Xiantian realm is very tenacious, and they will not die from this injury alone.
However, after losing an arm, the decline in strength is inevitable.
Considering the age of the old man in green robe, and being seriously injured like this, his martial arts journey may only end here.
"Zhu Lao, you'd better take care of your injuries first."
Hearing this, the old man in green robe came back from the shock and took a look at his right arm, which was broken at shoulder level. He couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Without his commonly used right arm, even if he is a strong person in the Xiantian realm, his strength will be reduced to ten percent.
Glancing at Chen Xinzhu gratefully, the old man in green robe did not dare to delay his injury, and quickly sat down cross-legged to do his exercises.
The middle-aged man came closer and saw the miserable appearance of the old man in green robe, and his expression was a little complicated.
In the world of martial arts, no one knows what they will encounter at the next moment.
Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged man adjusted his mentality.
He moved his eyes away from the old man in green robe and looked at the body lying on the ground.
A thin layer of frost covered the body, exuding a faint cold air, but there was no trace of bright red on the body.
The middle-aged man was shocked.
This is……
Cold Light Sword——!!
This killing style and this surname immediately reminded the middle-aged man of the Cold Light Sword, which had become famous throughout southern Xinjiang recently.
Considering that Chen Xinzhu only used one sword to kill the innate strong man of the Blood Demon Sect on the ground.
He was a little more convinced.
But Chen Xinzhu didn't tell him, so he didn't dare to ask.
Although the most powerful ones are both innate, they are already at another level.
After looking at Chen Xinzhu in awe, the middle-aged man remained silent.
"Are you a member of the devil's path?"
After taking a look at the body lying on the ground, Gao Xiaoguo was a little curious.
In the Central Plains, magic has declined and its disciples are few and far between.
Although it was not that he had never seen a person in the demonic path before, it was the first time that Gao Xiaoguo had seen a master of the demonic path who had reached the innate realm.
"Well, he is probably an elder of the Blood Demon Sect."
"The Blood Demon Cult? I don't know what treasures there are, Xiao Zhuzi, go and have a look."
"good."
Chen Xinzhu walked to the body and quickly searched it.
The harvest was really quite big, with four storage bags in total, and I don’t know which unlucky guy was killed by him.
Gao Xiaoguo tilted his head and urged: "Look, what treasures are there?"
Chen Xinzhu nodded slightly and opened the first storage bag...
…
At the same time.
In another similar hall, it felt like hell had descended.
Looking at the pools of bright red and dazzling flesh on the ground, and looking at the coquettish blood splattered everywhere, the beautiful woman who still retained her charm collapsed.
"Don't come over! Don't come over! Don't-!!"
A second ago, she was still discussing with her companions how to cooperate and how to defeat the demon guarding the treasure chest.
The next second, a spiritual hand descended, blood spattered, and many of her companions were instantly turned into pulp in front of her eyes.
"Devil! You evil..."
Bang!
A black fist flashed, and the middle-aged beautiful woman was instantly beaten to pieces, with tiny pieces of flesh flying everywhere on the ground.
"snort!"
His eyes were extremely cold, and Grandmaster Yushan was surrounded by overwhelming murderous intent.
…
"This guy is not very strong, but he has a lot of treasures." Gao Xiaoguo looked at the corpse on the ground and was a little surprised.
"I'm afraid I killed a lot of people."
Looking at the thirty Yuan Spirits in his hand, Chen Xinzhu replied softly.
Thirty souls represent that this master of the Blood Demon Sect has killed at least two people, and this is only the second level of the sparsely populated ruins.
Having said this, Chen Xinzhu looked at Gao Xiaoguo.
"Do you really want nothing? As a partner, you should have a share of the spoils."
Hearing this, Gao Xiaoguo smiled and shook his head.
"No, I didn't contribute anything, so how can I share the spoils?"
Having said this, Gao Xiaoguo turned around and looked at the three huge treasure boxes at the other end of the hall, his eyes gleaming.
"Okay, Xiao Zhuzi, there is no time to waste. It's time for us to collect those three treasure boxes."
Chen Xinzhu was not surprised when he heard Gao Xiaoguo's rejection.
As a friend and a partner, he had some understanding of Gao Xiaoguo's temperament.
Although she is usually a bit soft and cute, she actually has a very strong temper.
Do not admit defeat, be self-reliant, self-reliant, and independent.
Her will is by no means inferior to her own.
Chen Xinzhu also respected Gao Xiaoguo's will and did not force it.
Putting away the Yuan Ling in his hand, he followed Gao Xiaoguo's gaze to the other end of the hall.
Three gorgeous large treasure chests and nine statue-like demons.
After thinking for a while, Chen Xinzhu nodded lightly to Gao Xiaoguo.
"Listen to you."
Having said this, Chen Xinzhu turned and looked at the middle-aged man not far away.
"Brother Zhu, please forgive me for troubling you. We will come back as soon as we go."
Having said this, Chen Xinzhu glanced at the treasure box and continued.
"Of course, after the battle is over, you will also have your share of the treasures in the treasure chest."
Hearing Chen Xinzhu's words, the middle-aged man waved his hands repeatedly.
"No, no! We haven't been able to help you, so I don't want the spoils."
Although he felt a little regretful, the middle-aged man was very calm, or in other words, very capable.
The two sides are not equal in strength, so it is better to be careful.
If Chen Xinzhu is offended because of greed, then the gain outweighs the loss.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man decided to show his attitude more clearly.
"Brother Chen... Daxia Chen, by killing the demon from the Blood Demon Sect, you not only saved Zhu Lao's life, but also saved my life."
Looking at Chen Xinzhu with grateful eyes, the middle-aged man's tone was full of sincerity.
"So, please don't mention the trophies or anything like that."
Hearing this, Chen Xinzhu looked at him carefully, thoughtfully.
He is a sensible person.
Thinking of this, Chen Xinzhu didn't force it and nodded gently to agree with his idea.
…
Seeing that they had finished their discussion, Gao Xiaoguo waved his hand impatiently.
"It's about time, little bamboo!"
"good."
After the words fell, Chen Xinzhu and Gao Xiaoguo set off at the same time, crossing hundreds of meters in an instant and arriving at the other end of the hall.
Boom!!
There was a loud noise, and the nine statue-like demons came to life in an instant.
"roar!"
The demon raised his head and roared, his momentum extremely violent.
Seeing this scene, even though he had already guessed Chen Xinzhu's identity, the middle-aged man still felt a little uneasy.
Without him, these demons are too powerful!
Especially the demon at the head, whose momentum made the middle-aged man breathless even from a distance of hundreds of meters.
This is completely different from him.
I'm afraid it's not weaker than the Cold Light Sword.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but shudder.
There are nine demons in front of me. If the demon in front of them is really about the same strength as the Cold Light Sword.
Who will resist the remaining eight demons?
Zhu Lao was seriously injured and his fighting power was at a loss.
As for himself, at most he could barely hold on to two demons.
So, can Fairy Gao cope with the remaining six demons?
The middle-aged man felt unsure.
He is very sure that on the list of the strongest...