Seeing this scene, Han Chen snorted coldly, raised his right hand slightly, and several black flying swords suddenly flew out of his hand.

The flying sword passed through everyone in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it caught up with the few people who had fled, and a cold light slashed through them, cutting them in half. The death was terrible.

The few people who tried to escape were all killed!

Blood was splattered everywhere, and the hearts of those who had not yet fled were shattered and broken. What else is there for this Nima to live? He can't even escape.

The elusive flying sword is unguardable. It is simply impossible to survive in its hands. They could almost imagine themselves being slashed by a sword.

Thump......

I don't know who took the lead first, but in the blink of an eye, the remaining twenty or so people on the opposite side fell to their knees at once, almost half.

These people hurriedly kowtowed desperately, in the face of death, no one still cares about face, there is a life, it is better than anything else, there is no life, these are just vain!

Soon, under the strange and complicated gazes of the other people around them, these people kowtowed desperately, and kept shouting for mercy.

At this time, where did they still have half of the dignity of a cultivator, and they were no different from the poor worms. These people's heads were about to break, and their expressions were terrified and terrified.

He looked up at Han Chen while kowtowing, his eyes full of pleading.

At Han Chen's cold and ruthless gaze, they shuddered. One of them seemed to think of something, and raised his right hand to his left hand and slashed it down.

Burst...... With a muffled sound, the man slashed off his left hand.

He remembered Mo Wentian's resoluteness when he left with his hand. also remembered that Han Chen let Mo Wentian go. Regardless of whether Han Chen would let him go because of this, this person decided to give it a go

Several other people showed a hint of realization on their faces, and they also remembered what Mo Wentian had done. But there was a hint of hesitation on his face.

It's too difficult to break an arm, it's not a broken nail, it's not a broken hair, it's a broken hand!

However, if you keep dying, you will die! Those corpses who want to escape are still bloody, lying not far behind them.

A few people shuddered when they thought about it, gritted their teeth, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in their eyes. Anyway, let's give it a go.

Several people gritted their teeth fiercely and cut off their hands.

Burst...... Burst...... There were a few more muffled sounds, and several arms were cut off. A few muffled snorts, even if they were forbearing, but they also endured the pain of the heart.

At this time, a few people knew Mo Wentian's mood at that time, and they also knew that Mo Wentian was actually the smartest.

Now I only hope that after I cut off my hand, Han Chen can still let them go. Several people pressed the wound of one hand missing, and looked at Han Chen with blank eyes.

The people around looked at what was happening in front of them dumbfounded, they didn't expect these people to be so cruel to themselves, but they thought that maybe they could save their lives, what was this ruthlessness.

At the same time, under the influence of those people, an inexplicable fear rose in everyone's hearts, and they realized that the Demon Emperor Han Chen really deserved to be called a demon.

The momentum alone scared those people like this, no, even they were scared and wanted to escape.

Han Chen stared at these people for a long time, which also made them dare not breathe, and the other people around them did not dare to speak.

At this time, Han Chen didn't speak, and no one dared to speak, including Yang Dingwei, the first person under the foundation. Everyone was intimidated by Han Chen's might.

The members of the Huang Group beside Han Chen had a sense of pride in their chests, this was their boss, the boss who pressed the cultivators to the point where they couldn't raise their heads, and let them kill the cultivators like chickens.

Who still dares to disobey it now? Who else dares to directly violate its authority?

"Get out!" With these people almost unable to hold on, Han Chen coldly spat out a word from his mouth.

Killing people is very simple for him, and not killing is the hardest thing to do. It's easy to release the killing intent in your heart, but it's hard to suppress it.

Han Chen really wanted to kill all these people, but since the other party had left behind his dignity, he didn't have to kill them. At best, they are accomplices. What about letting it go?

With Han Chen's cold drink, several people hurriedly nodded their heads in thanks, their bodies climbed up without falling, turned around and fled in the direction where Mo Wentian left.

If you don't leave, will you wait for death! Seeing this scene, the eyes of the remaining dozen or so people were slightly strange.

Dong Tianao over there glanced at Han Chen with a wincing look, and hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down. Knock your head down.

His strength was only at the ninth level of Qi training, and even Ye Zhenyu died. Even if he was a great elder of a faction, he didn't have the backbone to dare to insist anymore.

He kowtowed ten times in a row, and finally, he gritted his teeth and cut off his left hand.

Enduring the pain, he looked up at Han Chen and was about to get up and leave.

At this time, Han Chen's cold voice sounded: "The first offender must die if he bows his head!"

"What......" Dongtian Ao heard this, his face showed a trace of astonishment, and even the people around him were stunned.

Depend on...... This Nima's is too unacceptable, kowtow and break your arm will not be let go, how can you get to someone else, you won't let it go.

You're too pitiful, don't let it go, say it earlier, wait for people to kneel, lose face, and then, cut off another arm before you say, isn't this a trick?

"You bully this seat!" Dong Tianao's face was annoyed, and he looked at Han Chen and shouted.

Whoever is tricked like this, kneeling and breaking his arm, and finally people tell you that this hope is not for you. Who can stand it? Even Dongtian was extremely afraid of Han Chen, but he couldn't help but ask out loud.

"Bully you, you think too highly of yourself!" Han Chen snorted coldly, and without saying much nonsense, he raised his hand and slashed over with a sword light.

Nine Spirit Sword Type 1 Shadow Sword. Although it is not a divine power like a sky-shattering sword, it also has half the power of a sky-shattering sword.

Even if it is encountered in the early stage of construction, it does not dare to be hard-connected, how can Dongtianao receive it.

Dong Tianao, who was still in anger, didn't even have time to dodge. In an instant, he was cut in half by Han Chen's sword.

The powerful sword qi overflowed to both sides, and several people around opened their mouths and spewed out several mouthfuls of reverse blood. Take a few steps back!

The aftermath of this sword alone almost killed these people, and everyone around them almost scared into tears.

The fear in his heart also reached the extreme at this time, and he was even more afraid of Han Chen's joy and anger.

Demons! If you say you kill someone, you kill someone, and you still don't hesitate to kill after playing for a long time.

Yang Dingwei's whole body felt that his scalp had exploded, and this sword deepened the fear in his heart, maybe he still had a fluke mentality before.

It is believed that Han Chen's supernatural power is only one at most, and he can only use it once at most.

Therefore, he has not given in yet, but reality has slapped him hard.

The ridiculous first person under the foundation has completely lost his fighting spirit at this time, what else is this fighting? No matter how he fights, it will be killed in seconds.

Flutter Flutter Flutter ...... Those who were still insisting on it before can't hold on anymore now. If you don't give in, you'll die.

(End of chapter)