Chen Changan looked at Pu Xing and smiled, with a mockery in his smile, and said: "It's obvious, as the person in charge of a sect to recruit a new person, can you rely on your own feelings to distinguish between right and wrong, without facts and evidence, you say that I am fraudulently receiving a bounty and have a defective character, I think you are a person with a defective character, and you are not worthy of being the new person in charge of the Beihai Sword Pavilion!"

Chen Changan's words fell, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Countless people were shocked when they watched this scene, they didn't expect Chen Changan to dare to talk to Pu Xing like this, this is no longer an argument about right and wrong, this is definitely going to offend him.

Pu Xing's face sank, and his eyes stared at Chen Chang'an, this secular cultivator was really looking for death, and he dared to call himself out, and said: "I officially announce that you will be blacklisted by the Beihai Sword Pavilion forever, and you will not have a chance to join the Beihai Sword Pavilion in this life!"

Pu Xing's words were full of anger, if it weren't for the presence of so many people, he would definitely have to teach this Chen Changan a good lesson.

Chen Changan sneered lightly when he heard this, and said: "If there are all people of your character in the Beihai Sword Pavilion, then invite me to go, I won't go!"

After speaking, Chen Changan turned around and left directly.

Li Zhou also swept his gaze to Pu Xing and said, "Lao Tzu too, with a person of your character, whoever is the same as you will be unlucky!"

After the words fell, Li Zhou also turned around and followed Chen Changan's back to catch up.

Pu Xing was called out by the two worldly cultivators one after another, his face immediately sank like ice, and he clenched his fists tightly, if it weren't for the presence of so many people, he would definitely abolish those two people and throw them into the North Sea.

The people around saw Chen Changan and Li Zhou leaving, although they scolded fiercely, but when they came over, they still consciously gave way and then closed their mouths.

Those who dare to argue with the new person in charge of Beihai Sword Pavilion will definitely not be afraid to do it in public, and no one wants to cause trouble.

Wang Chuyuan looked at this scene, but his heart was indescribably happy, and his open arms and figure were a little fluttering, as if telling everyone that this was the consequence of offending him Wang Chuyuan.

Thundered!

A violent roar sounded around Beihai City without warning, as if hundreds of thunderbolts were falling at the same time, and terrifying waves echoed throughout the city.

Everyone only felt a tingling pain in their eardrums, and their attention was instantly diverted, no one looked at Chen Changan and Li Zhou, but looked around, wanting to see where the source of the sound was.

On the south side of the street, a large number of cultivators could be seen running towards the center of the city in a panic.

They all had a look of fear on their faces.

"The Red Sect killer is rushing into the city, run!"

"Run!"

They came running as hard as they could.

Everyone looked at this scene in bewilderment.

However, before they could run to the center of the city, hundreds of black-clothed figures appeared behind them like ghosts, and dazzling sword lights lit up one after another.

The sword flashed, and an unforgettable scene immediately appeared.

Hundreds of heads flew up quietly.

The owner of the heads turned into a headless corpse, and kept his castration forward, falling three feet away, bleeding profusely, and then the hundreds of heads fell from the sky with a thud, leaving a splatter of blood on the blue brick floor.

Hundreds of lives that were alive in one second became corpses in this second.

The scattered heads were scattered and rolled around, their eyes widened, and there was still a look of fear, horror, and panic on their faces.

Then the hundreds of black shadows left behind afterimages in the void, and the figures appeared around the center of the city, like a hellish Shura holding a scythe high, making those stunned cultivators suddenly come back to their senses.

"Killer of the Red Sect, run!"

"Ahh

After the crowd reacted, no one paid attention to Chen Changan and Li Zhou, everyone felt a chill in their backs, and some female disciples even turned pale with fright and screamed loudly.

In the half year since the birth of the Red Sect, even the disciples of the major sects in the cultivation world have been slaughtered at will, not to mention the disciples of the sects they have not yet joined, it is not easier to kill them than cutting melons and shooting tofu.

"Shut up!"

A hoarse and cold voice suddenly resounded in front of him.

As the voice sounded, a black mist appeared in front of the Beihai Sword Mansion, and a middle-aged man in a black robe appeared in the black mist.

With a wave of his hand, the ghost Taoist directly slapped the head of a nearby female disciple who was screaming, and his disgusting brain juice splashed.

This scene appeared, and the scene fell silent in an instant.

Countless people covered their mouths, their eyes widened, and their faces turned pale with fright.

And Pu Xing, who was not far ahead, came back to his senses, he looked at the methods of the ghost Taoist in front of him, and his heart trembled, but he still stood up, pointed at him and scolded angrily: "The Red Sect fanatic, you dare to enter my Beihai City to kill innocents, don't you want to find death!"

The ghost Taoist looked back slightly, the afterglow of the triangular eyes swept him, and the chin with a goatee slowly stretched out, and said, "Huang Yaoshi, this disciple of the Beihai Sword Pavilion will be handed over to you!"

"Huang Yaoshi!"

This name fell, and everyone present was stunned.

Especially Wang Chuyuan and other family members, their spirits instantly tensed.

Huang Yaoshi, the black robe killer of the Red Sect who can be auctioned into the top thirty, and his subordinates have killed many well-known disciples of the sect on the Yunzhou Qingyun Book.

At the moment when the cultivators of all races were horrified, a figure in a medicine robe suddenly appeared behind Pu Xing.

Pu Xing's eyes froze, he reacted instantly, and turned his head suddenly, but he was greeted by a misty cyan poisonous mist.

Pu Xing subconsciously used his spiritual power to resist, but he still slowed down a little, inhaled a little poisonous mist, and immediately coughed dryly.

And with a wave of his hand, two rows of fine poison arrays seemed to appear out of thin air, appearing in the void in an instant, shooting towards Pu Xing.

Pu Xing's body cultivation exploded, and the Heavenly Wave Sword Intent was urged by the spiritual power to turn into a virtual shadow of a blue giant sword like a wave and fell in front of him.

The poison needle emitted a turquoise glow, colliding with the azure giant sword phantom, emitting a piercing roar.

Pu Xing felt that his cultivation in the Cultivation Extreme Realm could only be exerted to the Initial Realm of Cultivation of Spirits, and no matter how he urged the sword intent, it was difficult to resist the two detoxification arrays.

However, after a stalemate of about three breaths, the blue giant sword phantom was penetrated by the poisonous needle, and cracks appeared, and more than twenty fine holes appeared.

Pu Xing's figure suddenly retreated ten zhang away behind him, the sword intent dissipated, and his body narrowly avoided the two detoxification needles!

"Beihai Sword Pavilion disciple, but that's it!"

Huang Yaoshi gently brushed the yellow medicine robe on his body, a clear smile appeared on his angular face, and his two eyes were full of killing intent and a touch of contempt.

"You poison!"

Pu Xing stared at Huang Yaoshi coldly, his face extremely pale.

If he was at his peak, he would naturally not be afraid of this Huang Yaoshi, but just now he accidentally fell into his poison, and it was difficult for his cultivation to be fully exerted, and it was difficult to suppress it at this time.

Huang Yaoshi smiled coldly, too lazy to talk nonsense, the blue-green spiritual power on his body surged, and he turned his hand and offered an octagonal compass from his sleeve, and the compass was engraved with dense forest green runes, exuding a terrifying poisonous glow.

This compass is the natal object of the Yellow Medicine Master, and cultivators rarely use the natal object against the enemy, but at this moment, the Yellow Medicine Master directly urges the natal object to fight the enemy, and it is clear that he has no fear of Pu Xing at all, and even has great confidence in defeating.

Many people's hearts sank when they saw this scene.

Sure enough, in the next second, Pu Xing was suppressed and kept retreating, and his figure swept out, and he escaped directly from the center of the city and swept towards the outside of the city.

Huang Yaoshi chased after him, obviously it was impossible to come back for a while.

Everyone turned their hopeful gaze to another Beihai Sword Pavilion disciple who was still in place not far away.

Seeing this, the disciple's heart trembled, his cultivation was only in the initial realm of cultivating the gods, and he had very little experience in fighting the killers of the Red Sect, he wanted to escape, but the few consciences in his heart urged him to stay, otherwise the face of the Beihai Sword Pavilion would be completely lost.

"Hehe, interesting!"