The audience was shocked!

All the monks of the Holy Sword Hall were dumbfounded, and they never thought that this young monk would suddenly kill him.

"This ......"

The body was broken in two, and the group of formation control masters who fell in a pool of blood had an unbelievable look on their faces.

Until their life qi is cut off, their eyes are still wide open, and they don't blink to death.

After Jiang Xiaochen casually killed the surrounding array control divisions, he shook his head and said, "I said that I would send them on the road, so naturally I will do what I say." ”

"You ......."

This was a slap in the face on the spot, and Cheng Yaojian, the master of the Holy Sword Hall, was already so angry that he couldn't speak.

His face was blue and white for a while, and the aura he had worked so hard to create was instantly destroyed by Jiang Xiaochen.

Cheng Yaojian, the master of the Holy Sword Hall, was full of infinite killing intent in his eyes.

However, he quickly calmed down.

"You have succeeded in angering the Sect Master, but in this way, you will only die even worse!"

Cheng Yaojian, the hall master of the Holy Sword Hall, said fiercely.

At the same time, wave your hand gently.

The next moment, those powerful subordinates behind him jumped out one after another and surrounded Jiang Xiaochen.

They all held a secret talisman in their hands, and the aura of manifestation was extraordinary.

Then, without warning, they threw the secret talisman in their hands towards Jiang Xiaochen.

Rumble!

More than a hundred rune rays of light rose to the sky, the aura was terrifying, and it was boundlessly powerful.

These rune lights, intertwined, turned into a huge demon-suppressing talisman, falling from the sky and suppressing Jiang Xiaochen.

"A demon-suppressing talisman?"

"It's really strong, but it can't hold me down. ”

Jiang Xiaochen said lightly.

Then, Shen Yue in his hand slashed out again.

Syllable!

There is hardly any suspense, the charm of suppressing demons, and Shengsheng is split in half.

The monks of the Holy Sword Hall who had played out the secret talismans around them were also knocked away.

Their cultivation is only between the Seventh and Ninth Realms of the Emperor, how can they be Jiang Xiaochen's opponents?

Jiang Xiaochen shot ruthlessly, wielding his sword light, and beheading the enemy.

Soon, more than 100 Holy Sword Hall monks who attacked him all became the souls of his swords.

And all this is only a matter of a moment.

It was the Holy Sword Hall Master who wanted to come to the rescue, but it was too late.

Because, he couldn't have imagined that the young man in front of him was so cold and powerful.

Once you make a move, don't give your opponent a chance to live.

At this time, in front of the mountain gate of the Holy Sword Hall, the corpse was lying on the ground, and only the Holy Sword Hall Master Cheng Yaojian remained.

His expression at this time was extremely ugly.

The corpses in front of him are all the elite powerhouses of his Holy Sword Hall.

"Here comes the sword!"

Cheng Yaojian, the master of the Holy Sword Hall, called out to the void.

Shout!

The next moment, a sword light broke through the air and fell into Cheng Yaojian's hands.

This is the Cross Emperor Sword, a famous emperor magic weapon in ancient times.

He was now holding his sword in both hands, and he was muttering words in his mouth.

"Big Brother Silent Dust, stop him, it's a spell!"

Zi Yumeng said on the side.

But apparently everything was late.

The incantation that Cheng Yaojian recited was very short and completed in an instant.

Then, he raised the Ten Swords Emperor Sword and roared angrily, "Awaken, Holy Angel!"

The next moment, Cheng Yaojian was enveloped in a divine golden light.

At the same time, behind him, a pair of golden wings of light even appeared.

"People of the Holy Clan!"

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xiaochen was slightly surprised.

The Holy Race, a mysterious race in the Heavenly Dao Realm, survived from ancient times, and its bloodline was extremely powerful.

However, Cheng Yaojian is obviously not a true direct bloodline of the Holy Clan.

It should only be a side of the bloodline of the Holy Clan, and he only has a little blood of the Holy Clan.

Otherwise, he wouldn't need to use the magic weapons of the Holy Clan to complete his awakening.

Just as Jiang Xiaochen was in the middle of his mind, Cheng Yaojian, the master of the Holy Sword Hall, had already awakened and completed.

He is like a god descending into the world at this moment, majestic and powerful.

Cheng Yaojian floated above the void, looking down in the air, the golden light of the Cross Emperor Sword flashed, and he pointed at Jiang Xiaochen and said: "I actually know that I am a member of the Holy Clan, and I dare to be so rude, kill this person from my Holy Sword Hall, damn it!"

"I will purify your junk soul with my divine sword!"

Cheng Yaojian's cultivation is actually only a realm of the Great Emperor.

However, after borrowing the Cross Emperor Sword and awakening the bloodline, his strength skyrocketed by at least ten times.

However, such a power is still not enough in front of Jiang Xiaochen.

"Purification?"

"I really thought I was a sacred existence, but I didn't know that I was just a piece of garbage!"

Jiang Xiaochen smiled coldly and came out with Shen Yue in his hand.

"Look for death!"

Cheng Yao's sword was furious, holding the Cross Emperor Sword, and slashed over.

Boom!

Shen Yue and the Cross Emperor Sword collided with each other, and the sound they made shook the heavens and spread for 100,000 miles.

Moreover, every time it was handed over, the terrible destructive energy that erupted shook the sky.

At this time, the monks of Bianman City all rushed over one after another, watching this scene in shock.

"Who is this young man?

"At this time, he was able to fight on par with the master of the Holy Sword Hall. ”

Watching this scene from afar, they were already shocked and numb at this moment.

That young man, as if born out of thin air, since entering the Bianman City, he was extremely flamboyant, and pushed all the way to the front of the Holy Sword Hall.

At this time, the Shen Yue and the Cross Emperor Sword in Jiang Xiaochen's hand, I don't know how many times they had fought, the mountain gate of the Holy Sword Hall had already collapsed, and dozens of huge peaks had been flattened.

However, the two are now in two completely different states.

Jiang Xiaochen, with an indifferent expression, Shen Yue in his hand, waved it out at will, looking relaxed and freehand.

Cheng Yaojian on the contrary, his face was hideous, his eyes were red, the power on his body had all exploded, and the golden light wings on his back were also urged to the limit.

But in terms of strength and speed, he couldn't keep up with Jiang Xiaochen.

"No, how is that possible?"

"You are only the Emperor Ninefold Realm, it is impossible for you to be so strong. ”

"Ah, kill!"

Cheng Yaojian was very unwilling, attacking frantically, constantly wielding the sword in his hand.

His arm was numb and cracked, but it was still there.

Syllable!

However, I don't know how many times he swung it, and the Cross Emperor Sword in his hand suddenly shattered.

Fragments of the Emperor's Sword, scattered in one blow.

Cheng Yaojian was stunned on the spot for an instant, staring blankly at the Cross Emperor Sword with only the hilt left, his eyes were full of disbelief.

Also, the monks who were watching from afar around were also dumbfounded.

The Ten Swords Emperor Sword was actually shattered!

How terrible is the strength of the other party?

Moreover, Jiang Xiaochen still looked casual at this time.

"Your sword is so brittle, it's so unbeaten!"

Jiang Xiaochen looked at Cheng Yao's sword path.

In fact, even if it is a great emperor's magic weapon, it will still be unbearable and will be shattered if it is constantly knocked by Shen Yue, who is constantly knocked.

And Shen Yue was not damaged at all.

The Cross Emperor Sword was shattered, Cheng Yaojian was beaten back to the prototype, and the golden light shield on his body and the golden light wings behind him disappeared.

At this moment, he was disheartened and felt hopeless.

(End of chapter)