A black light flashed, and in the center of the archipelago, the half of the arm disappeared without a trace.

Half a breath later, a roar shattered Stratus.

"He Fangxiao! Take the treasure of my sect!? ”

A figure appeared under the dim and oppressive sky, tall and thin, wearing black and red robes, and his momentum was furious.

The Holy Soul Sect Master scanned all directions, his eyes were full of anger, and he seemed to be going crazy at any time.

When he saw a group of Kyushu powerhouses led by the smiling Jiang Chen, with an indifferent expression, especially when he felt the abyss-like aura on King Xiao Chen's body, his anger stopped in an instant.

"It's you!"

He saw the arm held by Tie Zhu, his face was cloudy for a few moments, and then he suddenly laughed strangely: "Hehe, Kyushu, what a big dog guts!" Any idea what this place is? ”

Jiang Chen's whole person was very kind, he was willing to answer questions, looked at the island below, nodded and said, "Isn't this the site of the Holy Soul Sect?" Lao Deng, are you illiterate when I am? ”

Site......

The Holy Soul Sect Master smacked it twice, and when he understood, his old face became a little colder: "There are thousands of disciples on my island, and they are in their prime, you are cursing me to teach?" ”

Jiang Chen hurriedly waved his hand, indicating that the other party had misunderstood, and then he saw that he couldn't explain clearly, so he directly took out a projector and played a video: "Please watch VCR!" ”

In the picture, the disciples of the Holy Soul Sect were slaughtered one after another, and their deaths were miserable.

This kind of scene happened on one island after another, and in the end, only the middle island remained, which was the residence of the Holy Soul Sect Master and Elders, and survived.

The Holy Soul Sect Master was stunned, and the green tendons on his forehead were beating one by one, like a fierce tiger that chose people to devour, staring at Jiang Chen.

"You...... You...... You ......"

He was speechless for a long time.

Although he had used the method of sacrificing human blood to sacrifice his disciples, he was recruited later, and the real core disciples were very important, such a big sect, and the leaders all paid great attention to the future of the sect.

He led the entire Holy Soul Sect into the arms of the forbidden area, also for the sake of more prosperity in the future and inheritance for generations to come.

It can be said that strengthening the Holy Soul Sect is the goal that the Holy Soul Sect Master has been striving for all his life.

Now that all the disciples have been slaughtered, only a few elders and themselves are left, which is more uncomfortable than killing him.

"You're damned!"

The Holy Soul Sect Master gritted his teeth and shouted downward: "Master Weimen, Butcher Knife Senior, if you don't do it yet, when will you wait!?" ”

"Brush" "Brush"

Two figures flashed, one wearing a bloody robe and a vicious Shura mask, and the other was sturdy, with fierce eyebrows and eyes, and the appearance of an old man, holding a broad-bellied knife with a small arm, which was used by butchers in ancient times.

"You're in too much of a hurry, they haven't started yet, they're still standing in a group, what if they run together after they start?"

The Shura Sect Master's tone was a little dissatisfied, and there was an obvious smell of blood on his robe, only the blood that had just been released would be so pungent.

"What did you say!?" The Holy Soul Sect Master's momentum suddenly mentioned: "It's not your disciple who died, so you are naturally not in a hurry!" ”

Who knew that the Shura Sect Master laughed and stroked the blood robe on his body: "I have no one to die for." ”

These words made the Holy Soul Sect Master's momentum stagnate.

At this time, the fierce old man on the side spoke: "That's it, since you want to do it, you will kill it quickly to prevent future troubles!" ”

His momentum was the strongest among the three, and he was only one line away from the peak of the eighth order, and at this moment, he was looking at a group of people in Kyushu coldly, and he focused on Jiang Xiaochen a few more times.

"This person is stronger than last time, we may have hope of winning the siege, let all the elders of the Holy Soul Sect take action, and slaughter the remaining people."

"Ying'er, come out and try the knife!"

As his words fell, a knife intent that was so sharp that it seemed to be able to break through the sky slashed out from the middle island, and a young man appeared in the middle of the field, he didn't have a knife in his hand, but the whole person was as sharp as a peerless sword!

The old man, who was known as the butcher's knife in the cultivation world in the past, looked at this young man, his eyes were full of relief, the other party had just practiced for a hundred years, and he had stepped into the peak of the seventh order, and above the sword path, his talent was stronger than his own back then.

Now his sword, with his seventh-order strength, he can't take it at all.

Maybe one day, this beloved disciple will carry a butcher's knife and walk to the pinnacle of the cultivation world!

Chen Ying looked at a group of people, his eyes stayed on Zhou Tai, Erzhu, and Tang Yi respectively, revealing a somewhat happy expression.

"Master, leave these three to me! Together, they might be able to put a little pressure on me. ”

The butcher knife nodded, his beloved apprentice in the last era, the pinnacle of the battle used to be one against five, killing four supreme forces of the same rank, against three, it is not a difficult thing.

At this time, five figures wearing black and red robes rose into the sky.

Two seventh-order, three sixth-order.

Among them, there are two acquaintances, the former Dark Alliance's Hidden King, and the puppet master, the former has entered the seventh order, because his teacher can be regarded as the descendant of the Holy Soul Sect, and the latter is also the sixth order, probably because of his special ability, he was favored by the Holy Soul Sect Master and rewarded with resources.

"Sect Master, King Chen, who will deal with it?" In this kind of scene, the king of Youwang still stubbornly asked the most concerned questions.

He also heard the arrangement clearly.

The three Eighth-Order besieged King Xiao Chen, striving to kill them quickly, and the Holy Soul Sect Elders, plus Chen Ying, slaughtered the rest.

But the key problem is that among the remaining people, the package does not contain King Chen, if it does, King You would rather deal with the Eighth Order, at least he can die a little bit.

Hearing this, the Holy Soul Sect Master's face was gloomy, and he glanced at the sea in front of him: "Someone will make a move." ”

On the day they attacked Kyushu, they expected today, and they had already left behind, and that day was a game, and today is not the same.

"Brush" "Brush" "Brush"

Three figures shot out from the bottom of the sea, surrounding everyone in Kyushu from behind, and everyone was shocked, because the aura emitted from these three vague figures made them feel extremely frightened.

Each one of them is not weaker than King Xiaochen!

Three Eighth-Order Pinnacles!

It may even be that the ninth order fell down, and the real combat power is far better than the ordinary eighth-order peak.

It seems that they were the ones who besieged the King of Samsara that day.

Zhou Tai's breathing became a little heavier, and the lineup on the opposite side was a little terrifying at the moment, even if King Chen was also an eighth-order peak, he still only had two eighth-order peaks, and there were no other eighth-order peaks, so he fell into an absolute disadvantage.

If they fight, I am afraid they will be slaughtered quickly.

"Holy Soul, if there is a next time, you will be wiped out."

At this time, among the three blurred figures, a delicate voice came out, and there was a sense of indifference and arrogance in the calm.

The Holy Soul Sect Master trembled, and a complex look of fear and resentment appeared in the depths of his eyes, and he did not speak.

The glance he had just now undoubtedly revealed that he was ready to wait for the battle to start and attack the three people who would kill King Chen at the best time.

But the three of them have been here all along, but they have watched the Yin Army under the command of King Chen infiltrate and slaughter all their sect members, and they are not even willing to secretly remind themselves, this kind of indifference and condescension in their bones has made the Holy Soul Sect Master resentful for a long time.

"King Chen, today is your death!" The puppet gate master suddenly shouted angrily, and he vaguely remembered how he felt when he returned home and saw the puppet gate full of ruins.

The Ghost King shrank back, pretending not to know him.

Seeing that the attack and killing plan had failed, the three vague figures didn't say anything more, and said coldly: "You three, do it." ”

The aura of the six eighth-order supreme powerhouses was overwhelming, and at the same time, this space where the powerhouses of Kyushu were standing had a crumbling feeling.