As soon as Chen Xiao's voice fell, the wind suddenly rose, and a bone-piercing chill swept in, as if to freeze the heavens and the earth.

Everyone is terrified!

Those who have experienced the battle understand that this is not the cold wind and bleak cold, but the murderous cold, like a sharp blade slashing against the backbone, the hair of the agitated person is fried, and goosebumps are rolled up layer by layer.

The air seems to be frozen at this moment, and the people present are like fish frozen in the lake, except for consciousness, the body cannot be moved!

I don't know when, four long swords that seem to be virtual and real have appeared beside Chen Xiao, the four long swords are cold and cold, surrounded by treasures, buzzing, like ghosts crying, like dragon chanting, like crazy laughter, like chanting.

One of the spine swords is engraved with the word Zhu Xian, which is facing the Xuanwu Sword Elder Long Sword, and the tip of the sword is opposite.

The other three stalks sat beside him, levitating in the air and roaring.

The whites of Chen Xiao's eyes seemed to have disappeared, leaving only pupils, which were dotted with silver stars, like a shrunken galaxy, deep and mysterious, as if it could penetrate the world at a glance, and kill all things with a single word.

"This ...... It is...... The power of a saint?"

Chen Xiao lowered his head, carefully savoring the ease and freedom brought by this power, as if there was nothing in heaven and earth to detain him, no one to trap him, and no one to kill him.

Chen Xiao raised his head and looked at the Xuanwu Sword Tomb Elder who was condensed in the air, his hands were full of green muscles, but he couldn't go any further.

The old man's eyes were full of puzzlement, horror, and panic, as if he could not understand why he must not move.

The corners of Chen Xiao's mouth involuntarily hooked, stretched out a finger, and gently pushed the hilt of the sword.

"Boom!"

The tip of the seven-grade magic sword in the old man's hand broke and shattered in an instant.

Chen Xiao exerted a little more force on the hilt of his sword.

"Boom!"

The sword continues to crumble!

Chen Xiao began to continue to slowly advance the Immortal Sword, and the old man's magic sword shattered inch by inch.

"Boom...... Boom ......"

The clear sound of the sword shattering resounded throughout the Chu family manor, and the old man's eyes gradually became frightened, and bloodshot gradually crept up the whites of his eyes.

The three-foot long sword was quickly destroyed, but Chen Xiao's expression suddenly became compassionate, and he reached out to touch the eyes of the Xuanwu Sword Tomb Elder, and said gently: "Don't be afraid, I hope you can remember that dying under this sword is the most honorable thing in your life." ”

The next moment, the air thawed, and the Zhuxian Sword passed by like a blue light.

The elder of the Xuanwu Sword Tomb was like a kite with a broken string, falling in the air, but at the moment of falling to the ground, the strange moment turned into a pool of blood, and the condensation did not disperse, nor did it seep down to the crack in the ground.

The Zhuxian Sword, which had just killed the Xuanwu Sword Tomb Elder, let out a roar of excitement, flying up and down, and the sword qi was between vertical and horizontal inches.

Chen Xiao gently stroked the Zhuxian Sword and sighed as if he had nothing: "Alas...... It is no wonder that some ordinary people are prone to become cranky after suddenly gaining great power, and it turns out that no one is exempt from vulgarity...... I'm still an ordinary person after all. ”

The monks who were still in the Chu family's manor were shocked and inexplicable in their hearts after seeing Chen Xiao kill the elders of the Xuanwu Sword Tomb in an extremely strange way.

They also didn't know what Chen Xiao meant by these inexplicable words.

"What kind of magic did he use!"

"There's something weird about this kid!"

"How do these four long swords seem to be a little familiar, I must have seen them somewhere!"

Mr. Tianshu's face was solemn, as if he was meditating hard, and then connected with Chen Xiao's previous words, he suddenly felt like he had been struck by lightning, and said in disbelief: "This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible! The Zhuxian Sword Formation has long been hidden in ancient times, how can it be in the world!"

Hearing Mr. Tianshu's lost voice and exclaim, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Zhuxian Sword Formation, this is absolutely impossible!"

"This sword is the same as the four swords depicted in the catalogue enshrined in the Sanqing Palace, Zhu Xian, Absolute Immortal, Killing Immortal, and Trapping Immortal!"

"How could he have four swords!"

Everyone reacted, and they were all frightened, the Zhuxian Sword Array was the first fierce array in ancient times, known as the four saints and unbreakable, how could it be used by a kid in the foundation building period now.

"Didn't he brag when he said that he was a disciple of Taishang Laojun?"

"This is impossible! Taishang Laojun can't have four swords!"

Ji Zhinian also looked at Chen Xiao in disbelief, could this be the life-saving means he said, what kind of chance did this child have?

Qu Jiu'er was also taken aback, and looked at Lian Qingyi, who had just distanced himself from Sun Bugui: "Zhuxian Sword Formation, play so big, do you know that he is so awesome?"

Lian Qingyi's face was crying without tears: "The ghost knows what kind of luck this kid drew from! This sword formation is a remnant, the three senior brothers have studied it, and they all went crazy, and this is the end of the calf...... This kid is originally cold by nature, and he is affected by the killing machine of the formation, that is the rhythm that the six relatives don't recognize!"

Qu Jiu'er was also anxious: "Then run!"

Lian Qingyi said angrily: "You are stupid, if the Zhuxian Sword Formation can run out, is it still the first fierce formation......?"

Lian Qingyi pointed to some monks who saw that something was wrong and wanted to leave, but they seemed to be spinning in place.

Qu Jiu'er said nervously: "Then why doesn't he do it yet?"

Lian Qingyi couldn't wait to kick Qu Jiu'er to death: "It's not good if you don't do it, you can live a little longer...... Wait a minute...... I see! The Zhuxian Sword Formation is extremely profound, even if he has the blessing of the Delusion Breaking Divine Pupil, it may not be very fast to learn, and it takes a lot of calculations to run the formation, he takes care of him left and right, just to delay the time to calculate!"

Lian Qingyi stomped his feet: "This bastard boy, even if he is affected by the Sacred Heart, he is still such a chicken thief! Love and calculation is almost in the bones! Let me think about it, what should I do...... What to do...... There you go!"

Lian Qingyi turned his head to look at Sun Bugui: "Your Medicine King Valley is a branch of Master Xuandu sitting down, there must be a Taishang Bagua Oven Array, will you use it?"

Sun Bugui was stunned, and then snorted coldly: "Thief woman, what do you mean?"

Lian Qingyi gritted his teeth and said, "Cheap man, can't you see that I want to kill my relatives in righteousness?

Qu Jiu'er was also stunned, and looked at Lian Qingyi in disbelief: "Do you want to refine him?" Aren't you afraid of the magic sword of your sword gate?"

Lian Qingyi's face was cloudy: "I'm saving him, this kid doesn't discuss anything with me, if he uses the Zhuxian Sword Array to commit boundless killing, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder has left a mark on him, and he will definitely not let him go!"

Qu Jiu'er's face turned green: "What is the origin of your junior brother, could it be that Luo Hu was reincarnated, and he was also hung up by the Nine Heavens God Thunder Record?"

She is a ghoul body, and if her current cultivation is discovered by the Nine Heavens God Thunder, it will definitely be wiped out.

"Lottery!"

Lian Qingyi's face was full of depression.

Qu Jiu'er is going crazy: "Hasn't your sect's stupid reward and punishment mechanism been abolished yet!!"