"Kill!"

Wang Xiuyan roared violently, and with a thud, a gust of wind blew and rushed in.

He thought he was very calm, he thought that he had seen too much cruelty and had long been numb, he thought that he had begun to accept the cruelest under the inducement of Chu Zheng, he thought that the cruelty in his heart would also swell, at this moment, Wang Xiuyan suddenly broke out!

The outburst was because of anger!

The outbreak is also to be vigilant!

Rumble!

With a punch, a bamboo building was shattered, a person in the bamboo building was shocked, and a person forgot his wail in shock.

Bang!

In the second punch, Jian Xiu exploded into a blood mist in the sky.

Wang Xiuyan casually shook his hand and cut the rope on the woman's body like a knife, and his body moved and rushed to the next bamboo building.

"Who is it?"

A sword cultivator suddenly burst out of the bamboo building, and the long sword came out of its sheath and was full of anger. And then...... He didn't have it then.

Wang Xiuyan, who has become a qi refining gang, is like a tiger descending from the mountain, venting all his anger on a famous sword cultivator, and every blow will be flesh and blood.

The powerful energy fluctuations, the roar that soared into the sky, and the sharp screams completely woke up the sword cultivators in the Lanbian tribe. A famous sword cultivator rushed out of the building and flew into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, eight and twenty-four people were born from their hearts, and a total of more than thirty sword cultivators stood proudly in the air with long swords in their hands, while Wang Xiuyan was still frantically wandering, killing a sword cultivator who had not yet had time to rise into the air.

"Wang Xiuyan!"

"Bastard Wang Xiuyan!"

"You dare to provoke my Sword Yuan Sect!"

"Kill!" More than thirty sword cultivators gathered in the sky rushed towards Wang Xiuyan.

What about Qi Refining Chenggang? More than 30 people joined forces to attack, and even if Qi Refining Chenggang became Gang, they could only flee from the wind. But Wang Xiuyan was still killing frantically, an open-chested sword cultivator just rushed out of the room, and was bombarded into flesh and blood by Wang Xiuyan's punch, and a sword cultivator just rose into the air a few feet, and a cyan gang qi long knife cut him off. Wang Xiuyan didn't care about the heavenly sword cultivation at all, he knew that those people didn't need him to take care of.

"The sword is a gentleman!"

Chu Zheng's figure slowly rose, and he looked at the murderous Sword Yuan Sect Sword Cultivator and angrily reprimanded: "As a Sword Cultivator, you have insulted the sword!"

"Chu Zheng?" Jian Xiu, who was about to kill Wang Xiuyan, immediately looked at Chu Zheng in shock.

The head of the middle stage of the foundation building cultivator Long Sword pointed his finger and roared fiercely: "Chu Zheng, are you going to start a war with my Sword Yuan Sect!"

Chu Zheng didn't say a word, and his body moved, and he rushed over. Is it interesting to talk nonsense? A group of dying people still want to chat with them and pretend to be coerced? Chu Zheng has no interest in this.

"Kill Chu Zheng first, then kill Wang Xiuyan!"

"Kill!"

More than 30 sword cultivators were neatly aligned with the imperial envoys, and then more than 30 long swords drew out more than 30 sword lights, each sword light exuded a compelling sharp aura, and more than 30 sword lights gathered together, and the sharp qi stabbed the eyes of the people.

With more than thirty sword lights, the disciples of the Sword Yuan Sect were confident that even Jin Dan and Qi Refining Chenggang would dodge.

With a bang, a blue and red light rose into the sky.

"Kill!"

Chu Zheng roared violently, and the golden dragon blood-drinking blade in his hand was cut off on the head. The sky-high blue and red light seemed to cut through the sky and fell from the sky.

With a bang, the light blade crossed the air, and more than ten sword lights in front of Chu Zheng shattered, and the huge mana fluctuations contained sharp sword qi surging everywhere, and the sound of sneering was endless, and buildings were penetrated by the shattered sword light.

With a bang, the remaining nearly twenty sword lights bombarded Chu Zheng's body, and a layer of blue light appeared on the Qingxuan battle robe, and all the sword lights were wiped out under this blue light.

Chu Zheng's body passed through the shattered blue light, and roared: "Wind and fire!"

With a snort, a crimson flame was generated out of thin air under Chu Zheng's feet, followed by a violent wind. This wind borrowed the power of the fire, and the flame instantly expanded to six zhang wide and more than ten zhang long, and the flame instantly rose more than one zhang high.

Almost at the same time, the same question arose in the hearts of these people: Could it be that we attacked a fake Chu Zheng just now?

Dharma and martial arts cannot be practiced together, just like one plus one equals two, which is so simple and simple that it will not be broken through the ages. This is the truth, Chu Zheng is casting Zhao Menyupin's spell all over the world?

This is a fake Chu Zheng!

"Slash!"

Almost at the same time, the thirty-two sword cultivators and Chu Zheng roared at the same time, and the thirty-two sword lights rose again and emitted a four-child beeping sound, Chu Zheng raised the golden dragon blood-drinking blade in his hand and clenched it with both hands, and the blue and red light fell from the sky!

Boom!

The blue and red light and more than ten sword lights shattered at the same time. The remaining sword light slashed above the wind and fire, and in an instant the wind and fire were cut into pieces, and the powerful mana fluctuations washed the sky, reflecting the sky like a sunset. But these sword lights also dissipated at the same time under the powerful impact of wind and fire.

"Wind and fire!"

There was another roar, and the wind and fire came out again.

The face of the disciple of the Sword Yuan Sect almost turned green. Is this Chu Zheng? Two consecutive Yupin supreme spells were born, and this power was obviously much more powerful than the wind and fire cast by the people of Zhao Sect. You told me it was Chu Zheng who rushed over?

"Slash!"

Sword up!

It was a repeat of the scene just now, and the blue and red light, sword light, wind and fire dissipated at the same time, leaving only mana fluctuations to stir the sky.

At this time, Chu Zheng had already rushed in front of the disciples of the Sword Yuan Sect.

But the disciples of the Sword Yuan Sect were not afraid. A Fa cultivator rushed in front of him? Don't you know that sword cultivation is stronger than ordinary law cultivation's melee attack power!

"Wind and fire!"

The third roar, these disciples of the Sword Yuan Sect were already helpless.

Three times in a row, one thought was born to the top of the universe, this is definitely not Chu Zheng!

"Ten Thousand Swords Talisman!" Almost at the same time, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect roared, and dozens of sword lights emanated from around each person's body, and the sword light quickly swam, completely protecting the whole body. The sword light flickered in the wind and fire that was a few feet high, and in the blink of an eye, the wind and fire were cut into pieces. The sword light that surrounded them was much dimmer, but it was still sharp.

At this moment, Chu Zheng had already rushed into the crowd of the Sword Yuan Sect.

The golden dragon blood-drinking blade was put away, and Chu Zheng slapped his palm towards the sword cultivator on the left side who had the mid-stage cultivation of foundation building.

"Big Monument Wrestler!"

A palm slapped out the sound of the wind, and the heavy palm slapped on the flowing sword light like a mountain.

Bang!

The sword light suddenly collapsed in the left palm of his friend Chu Zheng, and Chu Zheng's left palm slapped on the mana cover.

The mana cover in the middle stage of foundation building did not have any obstacle under Chu Zheng's hand, just like a layer of window paper, which was directly smashed by Chu Zheng.

Then Chu Zheng's left palm was directly imprinted on the person's chest.

Burst......

Sword cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew out, and the blood was mixed with fragments of internal organs.

"This is the real Chu Zheng!" Jian Xiu said this sentence when he was dying, his eyes were full of confusion, and then his body completely relaxed and fell from the sky.

"Walk with the wind!"

Chu Zheng's body flickered to the side of the second sword cultivator, and he slapped out a palm that was ethereal and ethereal. The monk who was originally envoy to the long sword immediately felt that his qi was confused, and the long sword in his hand immediately slowed down.

With a bang, the sword cultivator completely exploded into a blood mist.

Chu Zheng was like a fallen leaf fluttering in the wind, swimming among dozens of sword cultivators.

From time to time, the sword light of sword cultivation slashed at Chu Zheng's body, but the Qingxuan Dao robe was so strong that it made them desperate for defense, making every attack useless.

With several times stronger attack power, twice the speed faster, and so strong that it can't break through the defense, Chu Zheng is like a tiger rushing into the flock, and he is a slaughterer sword Yuanzong sword cultivator in one palm.

"This Chu Zheng is real!" a sword cultivator screamed in fear, and the imperial envoy sword turned his head and ran.

Wu Xiu, who could compete with Qi Refining Chenggang, rushed into the side, and if he could run, he should open the distance. As for whether to open the distance or to attack or keep running, what do you say?

Chu Zheng, who killed more than ten sword cultivators almost in an instant, was like a killing god in the eyes of everyone. And this Chu Zheng is not a fake Chu Zheng, there is also a genuine Qi Refining Chenggang below.

The escape of one person immediately made the disciples of the Sword Yuan Sect collapse, and more than a dozen people scattered in a hurry and fled in all directions.

"Want to run?"

With a cold snort, Wang Xiuyan rose into the sky, and a long knife turned into a horse and slashed at one person, and then the long knife flipped and cut off the other person.

Sword cultivation is fast. But only one of the remaining people is Zhuji, and the others are all born from the heart, and Wang Xiuyan is refining qi into a gang, and Chu Zheng's speed is not inferior to Wang Xiuyan at all.

The two of them flew around in the air, hunting a famous sword cultivator.

Half a moment later, the two of them met from two directions and in the air of the Lanbian tribe, and none of the fifty-three sword cultivators remained, and they were all killed by the two.

Wang Xiuyan paced in the sky excitedly, turned around excitedly, endured and bowed and said, "Thank you, Dutong." ”

"Thank you for my so-called justice?"

Wang Xiuyan looked at Chu Zheng cautiously, and the tone of Chu Zheng's speech made him hesitate a little in his heart. You have done such a righteous thing, how can you mock your own righteousness in tone?

At this moment, Chu Zheng's voice suddenly spread throughout the entire Lanbian tribe: "Everyone leaves the tribe and goes to the Lanshui tribe within a quarter of an hour, and those who don't leave within a quarter of an hour ......"

"Kill!"

The last killing word was extremely cold, and Wang Xiuyan even had the illusion that Chu Zheng was more cruel than those beast-like disciples of the Sword Yuan Sect. Hearing this killing word, Wang Xiuyan did not doubt that Chu Zheng would really kill. He was sure that Chu Zheng would never be the slightest soft-hearted at that time.

For a moment, Wang Xiuyan even felt that letting the people of the Lanbian tribe under the cruel shroud of the Sword Yuan Sect was not necessarily the worst ending.

After the fierce battle between the two of them and the disciples of the Jianyuan Sect, the people of the Lanbian tribe below had already loosened their numb expressions a little, although they did not run around, they looked up at the sky, as if Chu Zheng and Wang Xiuyan were the hope of their future life and the light of their future life.

Chu Zheng's killing word made the Lanbian tribesmen's bodies tremble slightly, but the next moment these people reacted one after another. Some dragged their mutilated bodies, some supported the elderly, and some put down the corpses of their wives and children to wipe away their tears, and everyone began to slow down, and finally quickly converged towards the north gate of the Lanbian tribe.

At this time, Chu Zheng turned his head to look at Wang Xiuyan, his eyes seemed to penetrate people's hearts, and his voice said indifferently: "My justice is cruel justice! You don't understand my justice!"