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The deafening sound suddenly resounded like a thunderstorm, and under the gaze of one after another shocked eyes, the Broken Wave Treasure Knife in Chu Xuan's hand suddenly erupted with a fierce sword.

Like a thunderbolt falling from the nine heavens, it blasted towards the iron-backed ape.

"Roar!"

The iron-backed ape's face suddenly showed a look of horror, let out a terrified roar, and turned around to escape.

Poof.

However, the iron-backed ape had just turned around, and the thunderous sword suddenly slashed at his chest, and suddenly a scarlet blood flower bloomed in the void, and a painful roar sounded, and then the burly figure fell directly to the ground.

Iron-backed ape, fall!

"This ......"

"Kill the iron-backed ape in one sword? This kid is not a congenital powerhouse!"

"Shhh ”

The group of black wind thieves had a shocked look on their faces, and the boss with a long mouth could almost stuff a fist, and the appearance was almost like a ghost, and the sound of gasping and cooling air was endless.

Not only them, but even Mu Ping'er and the three of them were shocked by this scene and speechless.

Although after all these times of getting along, they also saw that Chu Xuan had extraordinary strength, but they definitely didn't expect that Chu Xuan could kill such a fierce beast as the iron-backed blue ape with one sword, where is this good strength, it is simply outrageously strong.

"You guys, you still have two breaths to go, do you want to roll or die, have you thought about it?"

Chu Xuan slowly withdrew the bloodstained Wave Breaking Treasure Knife, and looked indifferently at the group of black wind thieves not far away, that indifferent look, as if what he had killed just now, was just an ant, not the iron-backed ape whose strength was comparable to that of the Acquired Ninefold Martial Artist.

"Boy, I admit that your strength is not bad, but we black wind thieves are not easy to mess with, if you stop here, we will not violate the river water!

Because we are the boss, but a half-step congenital powerhouse, no matter how powerful you are, it is absolutely impossible for us to be the opponent of our boss!"

The scar-faced face twitched, and he shouted violently.

Now, he didn't want to provoke Chu Xuan, a powerful guy of unknown origin, but Mu Ping'er could never let it go, so he could only use the name of the Black Wind Thief in an attempt to deter Chu Xuan.

"You've got a breath to read; Chu Xuanli ignored the scarred face and slowly retracted his second finger.

"Damn boy, you dare to underestimate me so much!"

Chu Xuan's contemptuous attitude made Scarface's heart boil with anger, and his face became extremely ugly.

He is the second leader of the dignified black wind thief, when has he been humiliated like this, a touch of cruelty appeared in his eyes, and he shouted:

"Brothers, although this kid is powerful, there is only one, go up together, hack him to death! Anyone who can kill this kid, Lao Tzu will reward a hundred spirit stones, and a human-level middle-level martial art!"

"Brothers, kill!"

Although the strength that Chu Xuan showed just now caused a great shock to this group of black wind thieves, there must be brave men under the heavy reward, hearing Scarface's words, the eyes of the black wind thieves present suddenly turned green, holding all kinds of blades, screaming towards Chu Xuan to kill.

"Kill yourself!"

Seeing this scene, the corners of Chu Xuan's slightly thin mouth pursed slightly, outlining a contemptuous arc, and his right hand suddenly held the Broken Wave Treasure Knife, and the brilliant true qi light surged out.

The next moment, out of the knife, like the wind!

Brush! Brush!

None of the people present could see clearly how many knives Xuan had slashed, they only saw that the moment Chu Xuan drew his sword, countless dense cold sword lights suddenly bloomed in the void, and then like a raging storm, they swept all over the world.

Chu Xuan's move was the first move in the Xuan-level lower-level martial art "Wind Thunder Sword Duel", 'Wind Slash'.

This martial art pays attention to extremely fast swords, the faster the speed of the swords, the more times the slash is made, the stronger the power, Chu Xuan has now cultivated it to the realm of Xiaocheng, and he can cut fifty swords in an instant, if he shoots with all his strength, it is a hundred swords!

It's nothing, though.

If you cultivate the 'Wind Slash' to the Dacheng realm, you can make hundreds of swords in an instant, and in the consummation realm, you can make a thousand swords in an instant!

A knife is cut out, the sky is full of sword light, and the power is extremely fierce and terrifying!

Poof!

In an instant, more than two dozen Black Wind Thieves were killed by the cold sword light.

A large amount of scarlet blood was like a fountain, swaying wantonly, rendering the black earth scarlet, and the air was filled with a disgusting and rich smell of blood, and severed limbs and corpses were everywhere.

Originally, this dense forest looked a little gloomy under the cover of night, but with the current scene and the terrible scream like a demon's roar, it suddenly became even more terrifying.

It's like, the Shura field in hell!

And Chu Xuan is a demon god who holds the death scythe and wantonly harvests his life!

"Run!"

That group of black wind thieves was originally a group of black people, this terrifying scene frightened their faces pale, their bodies were weak, and they couldn't exert any strength, when Chu Xuan's cold gaze that didn't seem to have the slightest emotional fluctuation swept over, their scalps suddenly exploded, and they fled in a hurry.

"Die!"

Chu Xuan was not a soft-hearted person, he snorted coldly, and then slashed out several times, killing all the Black Wind thieves who had escaped.

Although these things are extremely long, from Chu Xuan's harvest to the end, it is just a matter of lightning and flint, and the dozens of Black Wind Thieves who originally rushed to kill with great momentum are at this moment, and there is only one Scarface left.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell, you have to break in, do you say you are cheap?"

With a sinister smile on the corner of Chu Xuan's mouth, he slowly walked towards Scarface, his deep eyes were full of undisguised murderous intent.

Although Scarface was also a little weak by this scene, after all, he was a master of the Nine Refinements of the Day After Tomorrow, so he quickly calmed down and shouted: "Boy, give me death reads;

Crash.

Xu Fangyuan's blue true qi handprint was suddenly condensed in the void, accompanied by a scarred face's palm, and slammed into Chu Xuan fiercely, and when it swept through the void, it emitted a roar like a stormy wave, full of power, and it could collapse the stone and crack the stele.

"It's just a little splash, I'll show you what a real storm is!"

The corners of Chu Xuan's mouth picked disdainfully, and then his eyes suddenly froze, and he said softly:

"Raging waves, a hundred waves!"

Disheveled.

The blue True Qi Handprint exploded directly into pieces, and the scarred face suddenly spurted out a stream of blood, and a look of horror poured out of his face, and before he could come back to his senses, the violent fist that shattered the True Qi Handprint, the residual power continued to bombard, and smashed on his chest.

Click.

A tooth-aching bone cracking sound sounded, and Scarface's chest sank straight down.

I could only hear him let out a miserable howl, and then his body flew out upside down like a sandbag, and after hitting a towering tree at the waist, he fell heavily to the ground, motionless, without any breath, obviously dead and unable to die again.

"Well, the crisis is over. ”

Killing Scarface, Chu Xuan smiled indifferently, as if he had done a trivial matter, clapped his palms, and put the Broken Wave Treasure Knife back into the Qiankun bag.

In fact, killing this group of Black Wind Thieves was indeed nothing more than a trivial matter for Chu Xuan.

Although Chu Xuan only has the acquired eight-fold cultivation, and the scarlet face is the ninth cultivation of the day after tomorrow, which is a full difference of one realm, according to common sense, there should be a huge disparity in strength, but how can Chu Xuan, who cultivates the 'Heaven Conquering Creation Sutra' and other anti-weather skills, be measured by common sense?

Speaking arrogantly, Chu Xuan is definitely an invincible existence under the innate now, looking at the entire Heavenly Capital Kingdom, I am afraid that I can't find a martial artist in the Acquired Realm, who can go through three moves under Chu Xuan's hands.

"Young Master Chu, are you okay?"

Mu Ping'er could be regarded as having seen strong winds and waves, although she was shocked by this scene, she quickly came back to her senses and looked at Chu Xuan with concern.

"It's okay, it's just a bunch of chickens and dogs, how can you help me. ”

Chu Xuan smiled modestly, and then said:

"Miss Mu, if Chu is not mistaken, what you avoided along the way should be this gang of black wind thieves, right? Now that Chu has solved them, you can go on the road with peace of mind, and Chu can be regarded as repaying the grace of saving your life. ”

After returning the favor, Chu Xuan had a clear idea in his heart, so he didn't plan to stay, so he prepared to leave.

There is still about a month and a half to go before the Xuanling Sect's 'Xuanling Martial Society', and although his current strength is already good, it is not enough to compete with Lu Canglan for the first place.

strength needs to continue to improve.

Seeing that Chu Xuan was leaving, Mu Ping'er's beautiful eyes flickered.

Immediately, she seemed to have made some difficult decision, Bei Ya bit her lips lightly, and said coquettishly: "Young Master Chu, please stay." ”

"Miss Mu, do you have any other instructions?"

Chu Xuan paused.

Mu Ping'er's beautiful eyes looked directly at Chu Xuan and asked, "Young Master Chu, aren't you curious, why are these black wind thieves chasing after us, and what is the map that they want us to hand over?"

Chu Xuan shook his head with a smile and said, "I don't care about my business, I'm just here to repay my kindness." ”

Seeing this, Mu Ping'er took a deep breath, changed the topic sharply, and said calmly: "Young Master Chu, are you interested in making a deal with us?"

"What do you mean?"

Chu Xuan raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled.

Mu Ping'er smiled and said word by word: "Young Master Chu, have you ever heard of Ye Zhiyun, the innate eightfold powerhouse of the vertical and horizontal twenty years ago? The map that this group of black wind thieves wanted was the map of the ancient tomb left before Ye Zhiyun fell!"

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