At this time, the Hanmang Sword Huangpu Zhengxiong, who had the name of the Second Sword Saint on his head, how could he still have the transcendent appearance of the Second Sword Saint.

The cry is like that of a beggar in the market when he is being chased and beaten.

The appearance of panicking and choosing a path is also completely devoid of the posture of the Sword Saint.

Seeing this scene from afar, Bai Nian Hanshan couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "The name of the First Sword Saint is Sect Master Wen's from today onwards." ”

At the age of 19, he is a strong man in the world.

This talent is shocking.

As long as there are no accidents, under the leadership of Wen Ping, the future of the Immortal Sect will inevitably be limitless, and it may even become the first sect force to walk out of the Heaven and Earth Lake in hundreds of years.

After all, Wen Ping is still very young.

There's also a lot of time.

Then, everyone in the Hidden Dragon Sect also started to discuss.

"Do you think Huangfu Masao can survive?"

"Can't survive, Bai Nianxiang, this girl, once secretly told the old man that Sect Master Wen's sword can kill people dozens of miles away. ”

"Dozens of miles away!"

"This sword technique is so terrifying?"

"Didn't this girl say that you can learn at will when you enter the sect? ”

Everyone said and spoke, and their faces were envious.

They are all a group of people who are dozens of years old, or even hundreds of years old, and they have come over with strong winds and waves, but at this time, they are all envious of Bai Nianxiang, a little girl.

As he was talking, the distance between the flying sword and Huangpu Zhengxiong was already close at hand.

"Adults save me!"

After sensing the fierce killing machine that was getting closer and closer behind him, Huangpu Masao was about to collapse.

No one came to save him!

No one!

The sword behind him was about to be killed, and the hope of survival gradually faded.

Burst!

When Huangpu Zhengxiong finished shouting those four words, the giant sword slashed, ruthlessly piercing directly through his chest.

Zhenyue's armor, pulse shield, and the eight golden swords guarding his body only bought him a few more breaths of time.

When the sense of force came, Huangpu Zhengxiong trembled and slowly lowered his head, his eyes staring at the blood-red sword body extending from his chest.

Seems unwilling.

Like fear.

More like remorse.

After a few breaths, the former Second Sword Saint of Heaven and Earth Lake could only reluctantly close his eyes and bid farewell to this wonderful world.

Thump!

Huangpu Zhengxiong fell in the middle of the street.

Blood kept flowing out along the cracks in the masonry, dyeing all the surrounding masonry and stones bright red, and also scared the people of Cangwu City to flee.

At this moment, most of the people watching this scene from a distance were silent.

Four silver-level directors died, only at the time of this meeting.

How is this acceptable?

Those are the strongest people in the human world.

"It seems that the Immortal Sect is leaving today, and no one can keep it. ”

"In order to keep an Immortal Sect, four silver-level masters have already been taken, and there will be no more Zhenyue Upper Realm in the Hundred Sects Alliance to stand up stupidly. ”

With the exclamation of the onlookers, the giant sword quickly withdrew from Huangfu Zhengxiong's body, turned into a shocking flood and turned back the same way, and returned to Wen Ping's body.

The sword accompanies him, and at this moment the silence is better than the sound.

The snow continues to fall.

It tries to cover the world in front of everyone's eyes.

Zi Ran opened his mouth and said, "Sect Master, it's time for us to set off. ”

"There's no hurry. ”

Wen Ping shook his head.

He Nian felt that Wen Ping didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, so he answered: "Sect Master, leave the next matter to your subordinates, and your subordinates will help you solve it." If those three silver-level directors dare to come out, even if their subordinates are desperate, they will definitely let them sleep in this wind and snow. ”

Wen Ping put the giant sword into the Tibetan ring, and took out his wand instead, "You are injured, you don't have to fight them...... Wait a little longer, give them a quarter of an hour, and if they don't come out, we'll go back. ”

After saying that, Wen Ping's spiritual power immediately spread.

Within twenty or thirty miles, all the wind and grass entered the eye of Wenping.

Time passed like this, minute by minute.

There were people from the Hundred Sects Alliance, and there were also strong people from the upper realm of Zhenyue, but when they learned that the four silver-level directors were all killed within a quarter of an hour, they quickly hid.

It is estimated that none of them will come out until the three gold-level directors appear.

As for those under the Zhenyue realm, they didn't dare to get closer to the battlefield at all.

And because after learning that the flying boat had a special means of attack, it had retreated to two thousand meters away to garrison.

Chen Xie is a new member of the sect.

It was an immortal sect that joined with the desire to create a new era.

He was ready to accompany the Immortal Sect through the dark period after the Hundred Sects Alliance.

However, he now feels like he's taking it for granted.

The Immortal Sect was waiting outside the city, but no one dared to come to meet it.

At this time, Zi Ran spoke, "Sect Master, a quarter of an hour has arrived. ”

Wen Ping immediately withdrew his spiritual power, put away his wand, and then walked towards the cabin with his hands in his hands, "Set sail!"

After speaking, the five-leaf sail puffed up.

The flying boat turned into a storm and disappeared into the snowstorm in an instant.

......

The onlookers were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

They never expected that the Immortal Sect would leave like this.

The gold-level master was not there, and none of those Zhenyue Realm powerhouses dared to stop him.

"This is in the Vast City!"

"No, it's in the Vast City!"

With the incredulous shouts of the members of the Hundred Sects Alliance, everyone in the Hidden Dragon Sect also looked at each other, and there was a lot of emotion in their hearts.

"The old man thought that there would be no more Zhenyue Realm powerhouses to make a move at will, because it was very difficult to open the third vein, and people were selfish and unwilling to die in vain. What the old man didn't expect was that the Immortal Sect would leave so easily, and after waiting for a quarter of an hour, no one made a move to stop them. ”

"This is the Vast City. ”

"Yes, this is the Vast City. ”

Everyone smiled helplessly, and then turned to leave.

......

The helmsman of the Hundred Sects Alliance.

Bolian sat on the Taishi's chair, holding a cup of drink in his left hand and reading a booklet recording various materials in his right hand.

At first glance.

Take a sip.

Take a sip.

Then take a look......

Abruptly, Bolian paused, and then said to the maid on the side: "You go and ask, have you found any news?" Also, tell those people that if they can't find any trace of Chen Xie, they will be ready to wash and feed the monsters tonight." How many days have it been, and I can't find out where Chen Xie went, it's not a waste. ”

"Slave and maid, go now!"

The maid hurriedly left the room with small steps.

Bo Lian drank all the contents of the cup in one gulp, and then scolded: "Chen Xie, bastard, you'd better not let Lao Tzu catch him alive." But if you have a breath, I must torture your wife and children to death in front of your eyes before killing you. When the time comes, let you, bastard, beg Lao Tzu to give you a good time. ”

As the words fell, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Bang!

No, it's more like it's knocked open.

One of the people who came hurriedly said, "My lord, our people have found traces of Chen Xie on Longtian Street-"

Halfway through the conversation, Chen Xie hurriedly asked, "Did you catch it?"

The man could only continue to speak, but replied in passing: "He is with the people of the Immortal Sect, and he is leaving the Vast City-"

Halfway through, it was interrupted again.

"Bastard, this is a traitor! If you don't take the road of life, you have to go to the road of death. Lian Jin's madman is just going to stop the Immortal Sect, you go quickly and bring Chen Xie from Lian Jin's hands. Remember, just say what Lao Tzu said, you must live!" Chen Xie commanded angrily.

"My lord, can you listen to the humble official and finish speaking!" the man raised his voice suddenly, and then he was afraid that Bo Lian would punch him, so he could only hurriedly speak, "Chen Xie is leaving with the Immortal Sect, just now. Director Lian Jin has indeed gone to stop the Immortal Sect. But the Lian Jin Sect Master didn't stop him, and the Immortal Sect Sect Master also killed four silver-level Chiefs, including Lian Jin's Chief, in a row, and it didn't take more than a stick of incense. After that, the people of the Immortal Sect stayed outside the Vast City for a quarter of an hour, during which no one stepped forward to stop them. A quarter of an hour later, the Immortal Sect left the Vast City safely in the flying ship. ”

"What!"

Bo Lian, who wanted to be angry and kill the person in front of him, was stunned.

The more I listened, the more confused I became!

In less than a stick of incense, the Immortal Sect Master killed the four of Lian Jin?

The Immortal Sect Master actually had the strength of half a step!

No...... Didn't the information in his hand show that Wen Ping was less than nineteen years old?

Of course, this is not the most terrifying.

The terrible thing is to let the Immortal Sect leave so peacefully.

If this was known to the three adults, how would he explain it?

"You ...... Go all the way!" Bolian immediately opened the pulse gate and killed all the people in the room before they could react.

This time, he didn't dare to resist the responsibility.

He couldn't resist either.

So I can only let my subordinates resist everything.

Putting away the blood-stained sword, Bo Lian rushed out and shouted: "Come on, throw their corpses outside the rudder for three days to set an example!"