In the valley of ruins, there was a tragic scene of slaughter.

An endless breath of death permeated the heavens and the earth.

The continuous screams startled the birds and beasts in the surrounding jungle. A killing frenzy is quietly underway......

Above the ground, the scarlet brook was flowing merrily.

A mangled corpse fell to the ground, the sound of sharp weapons cutting through flesh and the sound of blood dancing in the air played a beautiful music.

The scattered limbs were thrown away wantonly, and Han Chen let the blood of the powerhouses of the Sword Sect splash on his body.

"Shhh

One after another, the masters of the Sword Sect died under Hanchen's sword.

Under the watering of blood, Hanchen not only did not wake up calmly, but the killing heart became stronger and stronger, and the blood in his body was boiling.

Hanchen is ruthless like a demon lord who slaughters the common people.

Hanchen reaped the lives of the strong men of the Sword Sect like a god of death, and blood stained the blue sky and filled the earth.

In the past days when he was hunted down, Hanchen already had endless anger and murderous intentions in his heart.

However, the death of the silver bottle directly infinitely expanded and sublimated these long-standing anger and killing intentions.

The moment he rescued Hanchen in the silver bottle before, he already regarded the other party as his friend. For his own sake, the silver bottle killed his fellow sect and betrayed the Sword Sect.

This is not just about gratitude.

Hanchen said that if you want to walk together, as long as he is alive, the silver bottle will not die.

But now the silver bottle is dead, and it is for him.

The picture of the silver bottle before the 'self-explosion' kept replaying in Hanchen's mind. That beautiful smile kept stinging Hanchen's heart.

"Kill ......"

Han Chen's consciousness was completely dominated by killing, and the number of nearly a hundred Sword Sect masters was rapidly decreasing.

Killing one person in one step, the scene is extremely bloody.

Panren's primordial spirit was strangled by Hanchen, and at this moment, Panren had long forgotten his fear, and he was completely numb. He finally understood why Tianfu had failed to catch Hanchen for so long.

It's useless to regret it, the people who died here today are all elite disciples of the Sword Sect. Their demise will bring an unprecedented blow to the Sword Sect.

And he Panren must have become a sinner for the ages who led this accident.

"Shhh

"Ahh

......

Death spreads, screams continue.

Hanchen slaughtered with his sword, and the black flying in the wind was mixed with wisps of silver filaments, floating out of the dust, and showing the evil spirit.

In less than half a cup of tea, the last master of the Sword Sect fell in a pool of blood with countless fears.

The pungent smell of blood wafted through the air, and the whole valley was dyed red.

Nearly a hundred genius powerhouses of the Sword Sect, none of them survived.

There are countless tragic deaths.

The limbs are all over the field, and the internal organs are all over the ground. This is a hellish killing scene of Shura, and it is an incomparably cruel bloody feast.

"Pounce!"

After the killing, Han Chen's body trembled, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth. He stumbled a few times, and then fell to his knees weakly.

Hanchen gasped heavily, and the vicious aura outside his body gradually converged and converged.

The momentum that emanated also dropped sharply, and it soon decreased from the fifth level of the immortal realm to the peak of the fourth layer, and then the fourth level, and finally returned to the third level......

After a while, Hanchen's scarlet eyes returned to pitch black.

But the only thing that remains unchanged is the length of Hanchen's end mixed with silver wires. Hanchen didn't have the heart to pay attention to the changes in his body now, the injuries in his body worsened again, and the severe pain kept stimulating his nerves.

What's even more unbearable is that Hanchen's consciousness gradually became blurred, and an endless sense of prostration came to his heart, at this moment he just wanted to sleep quietly and sleep until he was satisfied.

......

But the reality of the situation does not allow Hanchen to have half a minute of rest.

In the fierce battle just now, the teams of the various nearby sects that had already been alarmed were rushing towards this side with a steady stream of searching crowds at this moment.

The first to arrive was the team from the Ziyang Palace.

"Oh my God!"

"What is this?"

When everyone in Ziyang Palace saw the scene in front of them, they were completely shocked and pale, like a chilling cicada. All of them had bloodless faces and were extremely frightened.

"They, yes, are they from the Sword Sect?"

A trembling voice came out of the mouth of a disciple of the Ziyang Palace, and everyone present felt incredible and frightened. You must know that among the first-class sects that came this time, the team of the Sword Sect is the strongest, and they have the team led by the Great Elder Panren.

But judging from the current situation, it seems that the team of the Sword Sect has been completely wiped out.

Did Hanchen do it?

No one dares to believe it, or doesn't want to believe it.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a young woman screamed in fright, and everyone's faces changed, and they hurriedly asked what was wrong. I saw the female disciple trembling and pointing ahead.

"Cold, cold, cold, cold ...... there"

Hanchen?

Qi Shushu's gaze swept to a place, and everyone suddenly appeared the young figure kneeling on one knee in the pile of corpses. Due to the fact that Han Chen's whole body was covered in blood, and his aura was extremely weak, it would be difficult to show his existence if he didn't check it carefully.

"It's really Hanchen!"

"What should I do?"

Everyone's inquiring eyes looked at Tianjiao of Ziyang Palace, Ziling.

Ziling's eyes looking at Hanchen were full of complexity. The young man stood quietly on his knees, where was there still a little bit of the dust in the Tianfu Conference, and he was chic.

In just a few days, Hanchen created violent turmoil in Tianluo Prefecture one after another.

After a series of battles, that miraculous man almost reached the point of running out of oil and running out.

At this moment, dense black dots appeared in the sky again.

Ziling's picturesque thin eyebrows frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and said to a young man behind him, "Shaoran, you know what to do." ”

"Senior Sister ......"

"Give us a little time. ”

After saying that, Ziling's body moved, and she flashed in front of Han Chen, not waiting for her to do anything, Han Chen held the Tianmang Sword, and his eyes were cold.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here. ”

Ziling's face changed slightly, and she said softly, "Hanchen, I'm Ziling, I won't harm you." ”

"Ziling?" Hanchen raised his eyebrows, and a little softness welled up in his eyes.

"Hanchen, it's too dangerous here, let's go. ”

Ziling didn't care how much blood there was on Hanchen's body, he picked up the other party, and then glanced at the team of Ziyang Palace, and then hurriedly disappeared into the jungle deep in the valley with Hanchen.

Seeing Ziling like this, everyone in Ziyang Palace shook their heads and sighed.

"Senior sister is really, if Tianfu knows, it will be ruined. ”

"Don't you know your sister's temper? No one can stop her from doing what she has to do. What she didn't want to do, even if she put a knife on her neck, wouldn't work. ”

"So what do we do?"

"What else can I do? I'll just follow a random team. ”

"With whom? Qixuan Peak!"

......

While the crowd was communicating, hundreds of people arrived in the valley in 66 succession.

When they saw the tragic situation in the valley, all of them were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their hearts were frightened. The corpses all over the ground were so shocking that I couldn't bear to look at them directly.

"Oh my God! This is the team of the Sword Sect. ”

"How so?"

Everyone was shocked, and then swept their inquiring gaze to the team of Ziyang Palace.

"Geniuses of Ziyang Palace, do you know what's going on here?" a middle-aged man in his forties asked with his hands clenched into fists.

After talking to Ziling before, a disciple of Ziyang Palace named Meng Shaoran stepped forward and replied in an indifferent tone. "Hanchen killed it. ”

"Shhh

Although they had already guessed the answer, everyone still couldn't help but gasp.

"Isn't he injured again?"

"How do I know?" Meng Shaoran replied angrily.

"And where is he now?"

"Fled from that direction. Meng Shaoran pointed in a direction that was facing away from the direction where Ziling and Hanchen had left.

Everyone glanced at the past, and many of them looked skeptical.

A man with a short stature and a slender chin asked, "Since the little thief fled from that direction, why didn't you chase after him?"

"Ha!" Meng Shaoran smiled mockingly, pointed to the bloodied corpses on the ground, and said, "Even the Sword Sect led by Panren has been wiped out, what is the difference between us going to chase Hanchen and sending us to death? Even if you want to go, you have to wait for other strong people to gather before leaving. ”

When Meng Shaoran said this, everyone couldn't help but suddenly realize.

But finally there was a trace of Hanchen, and if it was too late, he wouldn't let him escape again.

However, these Sword Sects in front of them had misery, and they did not dare to cross the Thunder Pool, and everyone was in a dilemma for a while.

"Damn, forget it, it's still life-threatening, wait for more people to chase after it. ”

"Hmph, there are a lot of people, that kid has already run away. Besides, there are a lot of people, but Hanchen thief has only one head, how to divide it?"

"That's right, that kid has been fighting bloody battles for so long, he will definitely be badly injured and run out of oil. Otherwise, he wouldn't have escaped so fast. ”

"Chase!"

......

Driven by interests, everyone was still unwilling to give up this 'excellent' opportunity to chase and kill, and immediately everyone chased in the direction pointed by Meng Shaoran.

And Meng Shaoran, in order not to make everyone suspicious, then led everyone from Ziyang Palace to go together, and when he was halfway through, he would find a chance to turn back.

"Let's go!"

"Woohoo!"

......

A series of sharp figures swept across the sky, and the action to hunt down Hanchen was in full swing, and in the midst of endless killing, how long could Hanchen last?

Growing up in adversity, Hanchen will face two situations: rebirth and extinction.

If you continue in this way, the final battle will come soon.

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