Chapter 157: Evil Sword

In the main square, the crowd who were still fighting desperately suddenly felt that a death aura that made their souls tremble was enveloped.

All of them stopped their movements.

Even if it is his own sword, it has reached the throat of the enemy!

Even if it's his own sword, he has already touched the enemy's Heavenly Spirit Gai!

That terrifying aura was so suppressed that they could no longer continue the movements in their hands.

When the square under the bright sun suddenly appears pieces of snow flocculent, fluttering and dancing.

Suddenly, many trembling voices shouted

"Yes...... Be...... That breath!"

"Again...... That treacherous...... Spooky blizzard!"

"This is Chen ...... Chen Xiao...... Sword Intent!"

Everyone was frightened and difficult, and turned their heads to look in the direction where Chen Xiao was lying.

I saw Chen Xiao, who was lying on his deathbed, still lying with his eyes closed.

But the strange thing is that he actually floated up slowly, higher and higher, up to three feet.

His whole being, like rootless duckweed, hangs in the air.

A sword qi like a substance surrounded him.

There was even a "choking" sound of fighting.

Looking at this scene, everyone had nothing to believe in, and they were like a dream.

That's where the horror they feel comes from.

At this time, Chen Xiao was not only full of condensed true qi all over his body, but also the damaged meridians had recovered as before under the operation of the two major weeks, and his strength had truly reached the peak of his innate strength.

But instead of waking up, he entered a wonderful situation.

He found that the meridians that he had already penetrated were all as if another barrier had appeared, and as long as he broke through this barrier, he could enter another world.

What's even more strange is that Chen Xiao obviously closed his eyes, but the things around him appeared clearly in his mind.

It's not perception, it's real seeing.

He saw the blue sky and white clouds in the sky, and he saw the radiant sun.

He saw corpses strewn all over the field and rivers of blood!

He also saw that Ji Zhizhong was slaughtering the high-level of the righteous path.

He also saw the person he wanted to see the most, Gu Jia Tong!

Gu Jiatong was lying in a pool of blood like a gossamer, and her heartbeat came and went.

Chen Xiao anxiously wanted to save her, but no matter how he struggled, he just couldn't move.

He decided to try to break through the barrier, maybe he would be able to move and save Jiatong.

Immediately, his sword intent burst out, enveloping the entire square.

The fighting crowd stopped, and he also floated under his sword intent.

Qi Zhizhong looked at Chen Xiao in the air, just as frightened and inexplicable.

He didn't know what it was, but a voice in his heart told him.

If he didn't kill Chen Xiao as soon as possible, then the consequences would not be something he could bear.

Thinking of this, Qi Zhizhong gave up killing the high-level of the righteous path and dispelled the shock of the sword intent on him.

He jumped to his feet and shouted

"Even if you are really a god descending from heaven, I will kill you today!"

Suddenly, a person jumped up in front of him and shouted

"Master, I beg you!

It's Meng Fang!

However, he has endured for many years, and today he has suffered heavy losses, and seeing that success is in sight, how can he give up because of just one apprentice?

"Rebel, get out of here!"

He slapped Meng Fang away, but fortunately, he still remembered some old feelings and did not kill him, otherwise Meng Fang would definitely die.

Chen Xiao, who was running Zhou Tian at full strength, saw Qi Zhizhong flying towards him.

A cold snort in my heart!

The sword intent that shrouded the sky above the square surged towards the empty sword that fell to the ground.

Layers of sword intent wrapped in the long sword rushed into the sky, and the cold sword light tore through the brilliant sunlight, stabbing people's eyes painfully, like a dazzling rainbow, crossing the sky.

Locked by the terrifying sword intent, the lightning-fast edge made it impossible for the period to make any response.

In his horrified gaze, Senhan's blade stabbed into his throat.

The long sword passed through the throat, bringing up a rain of blood, and the adulterous period of scheming and forbearance for more than 30 years was extremely heavy.

He fell into a pool of blood, stared at his dead fish-like eyes, and muttered two words in his mouth

"Imperial ...... Sword!"

This is the end of a life of sin.

Chen Xiao drove the Sky Sword with his sword intent, killing the period to the extreme, and the sword intent shrouded in the square was also much weaker.

All the disciples of the Demon Sect fled out of the square in a panic and with a frightened heart.

The master of the Demon Gate was killed and wounded, and even the most serious period was pierced through the throat by a sword.

What's even more terrifying is that they are still in the midst of the wind and snow created by Chen Xiao, a terrible person.

This terrifying scene of the wind and snow strangling the congenital ants like ants, they still remember it vividly, didn't they stay and wait for death?

Now that there is a chance not to flee quickly, what are you waiting for?

They want to escape, they don't want to fight, but can the righteous people agree?

Can you let them go safely?

Of course not!

No need to say hello to anyone!

No need to organize with anyone!

The righteous people shouted in unison

"Kill!"

Chen Xiao has killed many peak powerhouses of the Demon Gate.

But from the Demon Gate Killing to the present, they have been suppressed by the righteous and heroic.

Countless brothers and sisters!

Countless fellow disciples and fellow believers!

Killed and mutilated by the demons of the Demon Gate.

All of them were suffocated with endless anger and hatred.

Now the opportunity to avenge my brothers and friends has come.

How can they tolerate the escape of the enemies of the Demon Gate?

Although the disciples of the Demon Sect have no intention of fighting, their current number and overall strength are higher than those of the righteous path.

Since you can't escape calmly, let's fight your way out.

One side vented his anger in order to take revenge, and the other side fled to survive, and the tragic war broke out again.

Chen Xiao was still running Zhou Tian, and although this sword intent was in the snow, he couldn't lift his true qi to urge it.

Looking at the tragedy below, Chen Xiao, who was suspended in the air, controlled the sword intent and shuttled into the crowd.

An anomalous greatsword!

A strange wisp of sword light!

A cold sword aura!

A chilly blade!

It's like a peerless dancer, flying in the crowd.

The holes are dressed in bodies and throats!

Blood cultivation is dead! Mo Honghai is also dead!

Guangcao towel is dead! Xi Xiao is also dead!

The disciples of the Demon Sect died one by one, under the evil sword that no one drove them.

That's right, they already have this Excalibur defined in their minds.

A sword that can emit a bewitching purple light and a crimson blood light!

What is not an evil sword?

A sword that can be used by no one and fly on its own!

What is not an evil sword?

A sword can be like a man with eyes who kills them!

What is not an evil sword?

Many Demon Sect disciples can't stand this kind of depression and fear.

One by one, they started to go crazy and became crazy!

I couldn't care about fighting anymore, and fled frantically outside the Kongtong faction.

Even if the killing moves of the righteous path disciples are imminent, they don't care about it.

I'd rather be killed than stay in this horrible place for even a moment.

The one-sided slaughter chased and fled, and the square slowly returned to calm.

Except for the remnants of the high-level who gradually began to recover their strength, and a few disciples of various factions who were protecting the side.

There was only a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and occasionally a few seriously injured people who were not dead, letting out a few moans.

Chu Yanran fell to her knees sadly, hugged Han Qingxing, who was almost unconscious, and cried

"Han Qingxing, you open your eyes for this girl! I order you not to sleep!"

"As long as you don't sleep, I'll go to your Han family tomorrow to propose!"

"Will you marry me?" and open your eyes and answer me......

Han Qingxing opened his eyes slightly, and an ugly smile appeared on his pale face

Said weakly but affirmatively

"I ...... Sincere...... Meaning. ”

Meng Fang dragged his scarred body, staggered to the corpse of Ji Zhizhong, his face was calm, he bent down and picked up Ji Zhizhong with difficulty, staggered away, and disappeared on the edge of the square.

Wu Xiaoxi limped, gritted his teeth and supported Cheng Xiaoling, walked to the place where Chen Xiao was suspended, and Feng Yuanjue, who was missing his left arm and holding Zhang Guoqiang's corpse, knelt on the ground together, looking up hopefully and worriedly.

begging a righteous disciple, Gu Yongzhi, who carried him to Gu Jiatong's side, looked at his daughter helplessly with pain on his face.

On Wu Fenglin's back, there was a hideous and terrifying knife mark.

She crawled to Gu Jiatong's father and daughter, if it weren't for a firm belief, she would have fallen long ago.

In this battle, there were nearly 6,000 participants in the two realms of righteousness and demons.

But the corpses in this square, according to a rough estimate, are no less than three thousand.

The Demon Gate has retreated, but has the righteous path tried?

No!

Look at these corpses!

In this battle, there is no winner.