Chapter Thirty-Seven: Still Defeated

Chu Xuan smiled at Li Xingming and Li Xinyao and expressed his gratitude, being able to retreat at this time is already the greatest tolerance for Chu Xuan and Zhang Ye, after all, this is Qiran Gate, and they are the Haoyue Hall of Qiran Gate!

Jiu'er wanted to step forward, but was stopped by the wine uncle, their identities made it impossible for them to help Chu Xuan, so they could only retreat like Li Xingming.

Chu Xuan held Mo Yue in his hand, looked at the disciples who surrounded him, and smiled, "Zhang Ye, are you afraid?"

"Afraid? haha, I Zhang Ye don't know what I'm afraid of in my life!"

"Then we're going to kill today!"

"Good!"

Chu Xuan took a deep breath, the murderous aura and spiritual power on the ink moon were entangled and steaming, the red light was like frost, the light flame was burning, and the rolling spiritual energy was stirring, pouring towards Chu Xuan!

Zhang Ye roared, the barbaric god body appeared in front of everyone for the first time, and the barbaric aura was like a fierce beast descending into the world, making all beasts tremble!

Seeing the excited aura, it poured into Chu Xuan like a tide, such a scene made Li Xingming and the others shocked and inexplicable, when had they ever seen such a terrifying scene!

Lan Chen was terrified in his heart, didn't he say that this person was a waste material, how could he have such a terrifying posture!

At this time, even Yan Jie, the master of the Lost Star Palace, panicked, and even had a trace of regret, he shouldn't have stood up for Lan Chen, not only ruined his image, but also caused such trouble, maybe it was really unwise and worthless.

However, now that it is difficult to ride a tiger, I have to leave those who go first behind and kill Chu Xuan with all my might!

"Kill!" Lan Chen couldn't help it anymore when he saw Chu Xuan like this!

In an instant, the disciples of the Bright Sun Hall shouted in unison, and the boiling scorching breath roared out, turning into flames and burning towards Chu Xuan and Zhang Ye.

Seeing that Lan Chen had made a move, Yan Jie had no choice but to do it, "Kill!"

The next moment, the disciples of the Lost Star Hall were also as starlight as knives, and Han Mang made a move, mercilessly, killing Chu Xuan and the others.

"Kill!" Chu Xuan also roared angrily, Mo Yue was like a knife, the aura was as vast as a river, and Mo Yue was as sharp as a divine blade!

Zhang Ye flew directly into the sky, swept away the flames with the big axe in his hand, cut off the starlight, and rushed into those disciples like a tiger.

Chu Xuan smiled, his body flashed, like a koi swimming in the water, naturally beautiful, but with a blade full of killing intent, every time he swung it, he screamed again and again, blood splashed, and some of those disciples were cut off by Chu Xuan before they even had time to send out the second sword ray!

Moreover, the Mo Yue in Chu Xuan's hand was indestructible, and under gravity, it hit the sword, and those disciples took off one after another, unable to hold the sword at all, and under the fear, where did they still have the heart to fight again, and fled one after another.

Zhang Ye is like a fierce beast, how can these flowers in the greenhouse be compared, the big axe opens and closes, no one dares to stop under the swing, the fierce posture, everyone is afraid to disperse, where dare to step forward to fight.

No one expected that Chu Xuan and Zhang Ye were so fierce, one was in the middle stage of the condensation, and the other was in the early stage, and the dozens of Xianmen disciples who had killed them threw away their armor and cried for their fathers and mothers.

"Presumptuous!" Lan Chen saw this, and with a wave of his hand, a long flame knife was in his hand, killing Chu Xuan, he already hated Chu Xuan, no matter what happened today, he would catch Chu Xuan, cramp and pull out his bones, in order to vent the hatred in his heart!

Seeing Lan Chen's move, Yan Jie also waved his hand, with his two swords in hand, and killed Zhang Ye.

Seeing this, those disciples avoided it one after another, embarrassed.

Chu Xuan didn't dare to be careless in the face of Lan Chen, after all, Lan Chen was the hall master, but the strength of the middle stage of Qi suppression was simply too much higher than his realm and strength, Mo Yue unfolded, and the aura surged wildly, blocking Lan Chen's flame long knife.

Boom, the flames were like cows, directly on the ink moon.

Chu Xuan's body was shocked, as if he had been hit hard, he flew out sideways, and fell heavily to the ground, the blood marks on the corners of his mouth were obvious, just one blow, Chu Xuan was already injured!

Sure enough, the realm is one level higher, crushing people!

Chu Xuan stood up, Mo Yue spun beside him, sneered, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "But that's it, come again!"

Lan Chen saw that he didn't tear Chu Xuan's magic weapon with one blow, that fan was definitely not an ordinary magic weapon, maybe even a heavenly weapon!

Thinking of this, Lan Chen's murderous intent towards Chu Xuan became even heavier, there were only a few heavenly soldiers in the entire Qiran Sect, and there were not many magic weapons, ordinary disciples were just ordinary stainless steel long swords used, and this Chu Xuan actually had a heavenly soldier, whether it was the background behind him or the heart of snatching the heavenly soldiers, Chu Xuan had to die!

Chu Xuan's strength was also something Lan Chen didn't expect, a person in the early stage of the condensation stone, he could be said to be the lowest-level monk, but he was stabbed hard, but it was okay, such a person was a leader even in the Great Gate Sect.

Seeing Chu Xuan's provocation to him, Lan Chen stepped into the void, the flame of the long knife was fierce, and when he waved, the fire dragon roared, and pounced on Chu Xuan between his teeth and claws, and after that, a long knife the size of a house, with a sharp and unparalleled momentum, slashed towards Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan's Moyue opened, the black wind howled, and the black mist rolled out, instantly scattering in all directions, covering Chu Xuan.

The fire dragon tore through the black mist, and the long knife broke through the black wind, but Chu Xuan's figure was gone.

"Huh?" Lan Chen and everyone were shocked, where did Chu Xuan go?

The next moment, Chu Xuan appeared above Lan Chen's sky, and the red light of the ink moon in his hand was like a rainbow, turning into a heavenly long sword, and slashing down angrily.

Although Lan Chen was shocked, he didn't panic at all, the long knife reversed and went up, and the red light collapsed in an instant, and the blade slashed towards Chu Xuan, and the flame blade wanted to completely crush Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan's figure turned into a phantom, like a ghost and a demon, and disappeared in an instant.

"Carving insect skills!" Although Chu Xuan's body technique was wonderful, Lan Chen had already seen through it, and after the long knife slashed through the air, he slashed out diagonally towards the ground.

A piece of sleeve was torn, blood splattered out, Chu Xuan rolled to the ground, his arm was injured, and Mo Yue was dyed red.

"Little ants dare to compete with me!" Lan Chen looked at Chu Xuan with contempt, and really regarded Chu Xuan as an insect.

"Hmph!" Although Chu Xuan was injured, his eyes were still clear, "I have only cultivated immortals for a few months, and you have half a hundred, let me for a year, killing you is like slaughtering a dog!"

As soon as these words came out, Lan Chen was shocked in his heart, yes, Chu Xuan has only been in Qiran Sect for a month, and he hasn't learned anything, he has only been cultivating immortals for a few months, and he can compete with him to such a point, so if Chu Xuan is really given a year, how far will he grow?

"I'll kill you today!" Lan Chen's murderous intent had never been so strong, and he was bent on killing Chu Xuan.

Just when Chu Xuan and Lan Chen were facing each other, Zhang Ye and Yan Jie were also fighting against each other, but Zhang Ye did not have Chu Xuan's body and strength, nor did he have Chu Xuan's strong spiritual power, he relied on the power of the barbarian divine body, if it was the same level, Zhang Ye was not afraid of anyone, even if it was a small class, he was not afraid of the late stage of Shangning Stone, but Yan Jie was in the late stage of suppression!

The gap in the realm made Yan Jie suppress Zhang Ye's strength to the death.

Even the barbarian god body was suppressed by Yan Jie's realm, and he was defeated and retreated, even if he tried his best to support it, he couldn't do it, just a few moves, Zhang Ye was knocked to the ground by Yan Jie, and he slapped it down with one palm, Zhang Ye vomited blood, and the ground around him collapsed.

Yan Jie wanted to make a death move, but Li Xingming stepped out to block it, "Senior brother, he is my disciple of Haoyue Palace!"

Yan Jie looked at Li Xingming, not wanting to fall out with Li Xingming for the sake of a Zhang Ye, but just warned him, "Senior brother, please discipline your disciples strictly, otherwise you will not be spared!"

"Yes!" Li Xingming's face was ugly.

Li Xinyao was by Zhang Ye's side, Zhang Ye shook his head, saying that he was okay and wanted to stand up to help Chu Xuan, but his body seemed to be completely broken, and he couldn't do anything at all.

Chu Xuan glanced at Zhang Ye, it was enough, Lan Chen and Yan Jie were not what they could fight against now, he looked at Lan Chen, "Do it!"

The next moment, there were two loud explosions, the peaks of the Hall of the Bright Sun and the Hall of the Lost Star were blown off, and the palaces and pavilions above them collapsed one after another, and the violent explosion came like an earthquake, causing everyone to change color.

Lan Chen and Yan Jie looked at it in horror!

Chu Xuanmo waved again, the black wind was howling, and the black mist was rolling, so he took advantage of the distraction of Lan Chen and the two of them to leave with Zhang Ye in an instant.

"Look for death!" Seeing the Bright Sun Hall and the Lost Star Hall explode, Lan Chen and Yan Jie shot out one after another, and the sword qi and sword light poured out like a storm.

Li Xingming waved his hand and the Haoyue long sword in his hand was like Haoyue, and the moonlight was like frost, blocking Yan Jie's sword.

Jiu Bo made a move and blocked Lan Chen's flame sword qi.

In this way, Chu Xuan and Zhang Ye escaped safely.

"Li Xingming!"

"Wineman!"

Li Xingming didn't say anything, just stood with his sword.

The wine man was angry, and shouted, "Isn't it shameful enough! I want to see how you two explain to him when the master returns! Hmph!" The wine man snorted coldly and left with the wine.

Jiu'er was still looking at the direction Chu Xuan left.

Li Xingming put away his sword, didn't say a word, and left with the disciples of Haoyue Palace.

A battle ended, but it was said that the Lost Star Hall and the Bright Sun Hall suffered heavy losses, not only were the people killed and injured, but the mountain peaks were destroyed, and Chu Xuan and Zhang Ye were also allowed to run away, this was no longer a shame, it was simply Chu Xuan stepping on their faces and rubbing back and forth on the ground.