Hundreds of meters away, Mrs. Wang's heart was extremely shocked!

Looking at the terrain and landform that had been completely changed by the impact of the qi wave, looking at the center of the battlefield full of smoke and dust, looking at the two extremely embarrassed Netherworld Sect two, and looking at the purple-robed young man with a lofty spirit.

All of this is subverting his perception.

The acquired martial artist pressed the innate martial artist to fight ??!

Or is it in a one-on-two??

For a moment, Old Lady Wang even wondered if he was dreaming.

However, the pain in his body from time to time reminded him all the time.

It's all true!

Thinking of the battle scene just now, Old Lady Wang couldn't help but mutter, "This is too perverted, isn't it?!"

Even if you are a disciple of Huashan True Tradition, even if you are a master of the human list, even if you are a peerless talent.

But that's too perverted, isn't it?

"Or am I getting old?"

Old lady Wang, who has always aimed to be the grandmaster of the world, is aggressive and enterprising, with an extremely young mentality, and has never thought that he is old.

Although he is nearly ten years old, compared to all the world's grandmasters, he is indeed not old.

But.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Mrs. Wang did have a feeling of being old at this moment.

It's not that I'm old, but it's a feeling of not being able to keep up with the times.

He almost killed his own powerful enemy, but was easily defeated by a seventeen-year-old boy.

Nearly ten years of hard work and cultivation are not as good as the results of more than ten years of others.

This huge contrast really tests people's psychological endurance.

Thinking of this, Old Lady Wang smiled bitterly and looked at the battlefield in the distance.

Anyway.

It seems that life is saved.

In the center of the battlefield, Chen Xinzhu slowly walked towards the black-robed old man not far away, and gently waved the purple void sword in his hand.

"I'm curious, what exactly are the specific goals of your Nether Cult? Can you tell me?"

Looking at the purple-robed young man who was walking slowly, the black-robed old man slowly stood up straight, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a mocking tone.

"I said, can you let me go?"

"Of course not, but I can give you a good time. Chen Xinzhu didn't stop, and replied in a flat tone.

Hearing this, although the black-robed old man had expected it, he couldn't help but feel a little desperate in his heart.

Looks like this time it's really going to die

Thinking of this, the black-robed old man's hideous face became more and more hideous, like a demon in hell.

Looking at Chen Xinzhu, his tone was extremely vicious.

"Don't be complacent, little ghost. I'm waiting for you in hell."

Bang!

Before the black-robed old man finished speaking, a thunderous noise suddenly sounded in the distant sky.

Chen Xinzhu hurriedly turned around to look, only to see that above the sky due north, purple light, blood light, ghost light, and green light came from afar.

Shocked!

Chen Xinzhu suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

This is

"Hahahaha, it's on, it's on!"

Seeing this scene, the black-robed old man not far away laughed happily.

Hearing this, Chen Xinzhu's heart tightened, and he quickly turned to look at him, and asked in an extremely cold tone.

"What the hell are you Netherworld Sect doing?"

The black-robed old man laughed non-stop, but he looked more like a demon.

Turning his head to look at Chen Xinzhu, the black-robed old man said in an extremely excited tone.

"It's over, you're done sending Huashan. ”

Hearing this, Chen Xinzhu's bad premonition in his heart was even stronger, and he just wanted to speak.

But I heard the black-robed old man continue: "I know you won't let us go, but we're just going first, and you'll be with us soon." Hahaha"

Speaking of this, the black-robed old man paused, looked at Chen Xinzhu, and said in an extremely mocking tone.

"Since you're going to die, don't think about what we're going to tell you, just guess for yourself!"

Hearing this, Chen Xinzhu's calm face became extremely cold.

He knew that the two Nether Cultists in front of him would not tell him any more information, and he also had no time to waste here.

Let's not talk about the sudden situation in the distance, let's talk about the surrounding mountains and forests.

Including more than a dozen of his younger brothers and sisters, there are many people who are in danger.

Thinking of this, Chen Xinzhu calmed down.

Looking at the black-robed old man not far away, Chen Xinzhu said in an extremely cold tone.

"In that case, then you should die!"

Before the words fell, Chen Xinzhu's figure disappeared in an instant.

Boom!

A crisp sword roar sounded.

Hundreds of meters away, Old Lady Wang only saw a flash of purple sword light, and saw Chen Xinzhu's figure appear dozens of meters behind the two.

Boom!

The purple-robed young man returned his sword to the sheath!

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Wang's heart was shocked.

It's over??!

Thinking of this, Old Lady Wang hurriedly looked at the two Netherworld Sect members hundreds of meters away and looked carefully.

The center of the battlefield.

The black-robed old man was also a little puzzled.

What happened?

He saw the purple sword light and was ready to die, but why wasn't he dead yet?

And there is nothing at all?

Isn't the target of this sword me?

Thinking of this, the black-robed old man wanted to turn around and take a look at the white-haired old man's situation.

But.

His neck only turned slightly

Burst!

All of a sudden, blood splattered everywhere.

The hideous head of the black-robed old man rolled to the ground, stained with dust.

Above the neck, the incision is extremely flat

Seeing this scene, the white-haired old man not far away was startled and moved his neck slightly

Burst!

Red fireworks burst into flames.

The white-haired old man also followed in the footsteps of the black-robed old man.

At this point, the two innate altar masters of the Netherworld Sect have all fallen

Hundreds of meters away, Old Lady Wang's heart was pounding, and he was also taken aback by this change.

What kind of swordsmanship is this??

It's scary!

Chen Xinzhu turned around and glanced at the two corpses on the ground, and sighed a little in his heart.

"I didn't expect it to happen. ”

In fact, the move just now was a sword move created by Chen Xinzhu based on a comic he had read in his previous life.

With its extraordinary sharpness, it is impossible to detect that it is slashed, and only when the beheaded person performs a certain amount of strength and movement, the damage will appear.

Although most of the time this sword skill is useless, in certain situations, this sword skill has an unimaginable effect.

In addition to this, this sword technique also comes with a specific effect that is more obvious.

Loading ratio!

Of course, what Chen Xinzhu can do now is still relatively limited.

As soon as the beheaded person touches the wound slightly, the injury will explode instantly.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Chen Xinzhu shook his head, a little dissatisfied.

"I still need to continue to practice. ”

That's when it happened.

"Senior brother!"

A familiar shout suddenly came from afar, and the voice was full of excitement and excitement.

A young swordsman in a green robe swept out of the mountains and forests in the distance and quickly came towards the center of the battlefield.

It is Chen Xinzhu's extremely familiar junior disciple, Xue Jiang, a disciple of Huashan's inner sect.

"Senior brother, you're too good!!"