Yang Jianzhang and others looked at Chen Xinzhu blankly, and Chen Xinzhu looked back at everyone.
"Here, help me, bury all these innocent people who died in vain..."
Hearing this, Yang Jianzhang and others came to their senses.
Looking around, he saw the corpses of countless people, as well as the corpses of more than twenty men in black.
Is this the demon from Netherworld Cult?
Although they had some guesses in their minds, Yang Jianzhang and others did not ask at this time.
Seeing this hellish scene, everyone was in a bad mood.
Soon, everyone dispersed and dug a hole to bury the body.
Chen Xinzhu was not idle either. He pointed out his sword and with a bang, a large pit more than ten meters deep appeared on the ground.
Chen Xinzhu turned around and picked up the corpses one by one, put them into the pit, and buried them.
suddenly.
Not far away, a middle-aged swordsman in his thirties shouted loudly.
"Master Chen, there is a little girl here who is still alive."
Upon hearing this, Chen Xinzhu's figure disappeared instantly.
Others also quickly put down their work and rushed over.
Chen Xinzhu came to the middle-aged swordsman and saw the middle-aged swordsman taking out a little girl of about ten years old from the pile of corpses.
The little girl was covered in blood. There was a sword mark on her chest, and the blood was still flowing out slowly.
Looking at Chen Xinzhu, the middle-aged swordsman said.
"The sword mark on the chest is not too deep. I am afraid that her mother protected her and it is difficult for her to persist until now. However, if she cannot be treated in time, I am afraid..."
Chen Xinzhu nodded and stretched out his hands to take the little girl.
"Leave it to me."
Carrying the little girl to a clean place, Chen Xinzhu sat down cross-legged.
Looking at the little girl in his arms, Chen Xinzhu tapped her acupuncture points with his index finger to stop her bleeding slightly.
Gently placing the little girl on the blanket on the ground, Chen Xinzhu slowly closed his eyes.
After a while, Chen Xinzhu's entire body was enveloped in a faint purple light.
suddenly.
Chen Xinzhu opened his eyes instantly, slowly stretched out his right hand and placed it on the little girl's wound.
Purple light visible to the naked eye rushed from Chen Xinzhu towards the little girl.
After a while, the little girl's entire body was enveloped in a faint purple light.
Seeing this scene, Yang Jianzhang and other Huashan inner disciples were shocked.
This is……
"Zixia Magical Skill..." Xue Jiang murmured.
Senior Brother Chen has mastered the Zixia magic skill so quickly?!
Thinking of this, Xue Jiang felt a little unbelievable.
This is the top martial arts in the world. In addition to being powerful, it is also the most difficult to practice!
Although the other Huashan disciples did not speak, their expressions were extremely exciting, showing shock, envy, and yearning.
No one can remain calm in the face of unique skills.
After a long time, Yang Jianzhang took a deep breath, looked at everyone and said.
"Okay, Junior Brother Xue is here to protect Senior Brother Chen, and the others will go do their business first."
Everyone looked at each other and nodded, leaving Xue Jiang to guard him.
The others scattered and continued to bury the bodies of these innocent people.
A quarter of an hour later.
The purple light dissipated, Chen Xinzhu retracted his right hand and stood up.
Seeing this, Xue Jiang beside him couldn't help but ask: "Brother, how is it?"
Looking at the little girl on the blanket, Chen Xinzhu's face looked a little better.
"My life is finally saved. I can recover with a few more treatments."
Hearing this, Xue Jiang also breathed a sigh of relief.
After glancing at the little girl, Xue Jiang looked at Chen Xinzhu and couldn't help but ask.
"Senior brother, are those men in black the demons of the Nether Sect?"
Hearing this, Chen Xinzhu's face turned a little cold.
"I'm afraid it's them who did this kind of thing."
Having said this, Chen Xinzhu looked at Xue Jiang and said.
"Among these men in black, there are only three second-rate experts, certainly not all of them. Go and inform everyone, speed up, we need to get to the next town as soon as possible."
Hearing this, Xue Jiang's face became a little more serious, nodded and quickly turned around and left.
Chen Xinzhu withdrew his gaze, glanced at the little girl on the blanket, and then looked up into the distance.
"Netherworld Cult..."
I won't let you go!
…
An hour later.
With the full efforts of everyone, the bodies of tens of thousands of small town residents were finally buried.
Nodding to everyone, Chen Xinzhu picked up the little girl, took the lead, turned and walked out of the town.
The others looked at each other and followed suit.
Soon, the group left the town.
However, after such an experience, everyone has a fire burning in their hearts. This is sympathy for the residents of the town and anger against the cruel atrocities of the Netherworld Cult.
In the next two days, Chen Xinzhu and his party passed through three towns. None of these three towns were attacked by the demons of the Nether Sect.
In response, everyone including Chen Xinzhu breathed a sigh of relief.
Not daring to be careless, everyone still carried out the mopping up mission as planned.
But this team has one more member, the little girl who was lucky enough to survive.
Chen Xinzhu also made this decision after careful consideration.
This poor little guy was left behind.
No one else objected to this.
After this period of getting along, everyone highly recognized Chen Xinzhu's strength, character, and character.
Therefore, even if some people felt that this move was inappropriate, they did not object.
This day.
Chen Xinzhu and his party came to a remote village.
Looking at the quiet village, Xue Jiang and others frowned.
It seems something is wrong again.
Looking towards the center of the village, Chen Xinzhu said calmly: "The villagers are all still alive, over there."
Hearing this, everyone around was startled. Yang Jianzhang was the first to react and said in a mocking tone.
"Are you planning to take the villagers as hostages?"
"Sure enough, it's the devil's fault." Zheng Ning next to him also said with a solemn face.
Xue Jiang's face turned a bit ugly and he said, "Now we are in some trouble."
Others also reacted with different expressions.
At this time.
Chen Xinzhu chuckled lightly and said, "Don't worry, since we are hostages, if nothing happens for a while, let's go and see what these demonic monsters have planned."
After saying that, Chen Xinzhu took the little girl's hand and walked into the village first.
The others were startled and quickly followed.
Xue Jiang sighed and held the scabbard tightly in his hand.
We can only take one step at a time.
As soon as the group arrived at the center of the village, a large group of men in black suddenly appeared on the roofs of nearby houses.
Xue Jiang glanced at it, his expression a little ugly.
There are nearly a hundred people in this group of men in black, among whom there are nearly twenty second-rate acquired masters alone.
This kind of strength is not unpowerful.
Chen Xinzhu and other Huashan disciples felt okay after feeling the nearly twenty undisguised latent secrets.
Others are a little desperate.
A middle-aged warrior had an extremely solemn expression and said in a decisive tone: "The Nether Sect's strength far exceeds expectations. It seems that we can only fight to the death to support a few backers."
Next to him was a middle-aged warrior in his thirties, his face full of helplessness.
"I originally thought that with Mr. Chen here, this trip would be safe, but I didn't expect that I would end up fighting and die here."
Upon hearing this, a strong middle-aged man next to him said: "As the defender of a city, I have nothing to fear from death."
"That's right, if you recruit a few demons and monsters to support you, your death will not be in vain." The middle-aged swordsman slowly drew out his long sword and said calmly.
Hearing this, Yang Jianzhang couldn't help but turn around and look at everyone, and said with an extremely solemn expression.
"This battle is indeed extremely dangerous. Even our brothers and sisters are in danger of falling, but..."
Having said this, Yang Jianzhang looked at Chen Xinzhu's figure and said in an extremely confident tone.
"But I believe that those who sacrifice will not sacrifice in vain, and the final winner will definitely be us!"