In a very short period of time, fourteen fourth-order immortals were gathered to launch a joint attack at the same time, and in the Yanhuang cultivation world, I am afraid that only the Praetorian Guard family has such a background. This is definitely a powerful and terrifying strength, and with a combined blow, even a fifth-order immortal can be destroyed. It's just that their current enemy is Chen Yi, who has borrowed the power of the strongest sword god.

Even if the Seventeen Immortals didn't attack Chen Yi at the first time, Chen Yi's next target would be them. If a drop of precious sword power was only used to kill a fifth-order immortal, it would be too wasteful. Chen Yi dared to break into the Divine Whip Gate this time, and no matter how many hole cards he had, what really turned the tide and decided the battle was the six drops of sword power left in his dantian from the strongest sword god.

It is necessary to let the six drops of sword power play the maximum effect, and the first drop of sword power is aimed at eighteen immortals. The fifth-order Pengyun Great Immortal is dead, and the next wave of sword souls is the seventeen immortals in front of him.

Chen Yi's eyes were cold, and he held the holy sword in his hand, like a Shura envoy from hell who wanted to ruthlessly harvest the lives of his enemies. The body was filled with powerful and majestic sword power, and the figure was like lightning, and the horizontal sword swept away like a rainbow, turning into an extremely powerful sword arc, like the sickle of death.

The Seventeen Immortals had already joined forces to form a defensive camp with a tacit understanding, and endless body protection qi burst out. The layers of defense were shattered like a bamboo, and it was not until the moment that you really touched this sword technique that you could truly feel its horror. Seventeen people's faces changed suddenly almost instantly, and they felt a cold feeling of cutting their throats spread upward, and in an instant, their entire hearts were soaked, and their pupils suddenly became larger, shocked.

"Withdraw!"

They overestimated their strength, and the white-haired young man in front of them made them involuntarily think of a person's title, the strongest sword immortal, one by one, with horror in their pupils. That's right, it was the strongest sword immortal who had suppressed the entire dragon protection family with one sword, but at this time, it was already a step too late to retreat.

Chen Yi's sword light suddenly turned, the Qiankun battle song had already burst out, and a ray of morning light in the sky had just revealed an inch of brilliance, and at this moment, it was covered by the blue lotus sword intent in the sky, and the endless sword intent evolved into pieces of deadly chaos, and the Qiankun sword intent was all over the sky, and it washed down like the Nine Heavens Milky Way.

"There will be a time to ride the wind and waves, and hang on the clouds and sail to the sea!"

The sword was majestic, like a storm, and it seemed to be a terrifying wave that came from a fold and directly rushed towards the Seventeen Immortals, and instantly submerged them all. Three of the immortals couldn't stop this terrifying attack in an instant, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell in a pool of blood. Chen Yi's gaze was cold, calculating how long the remaining power of this drop of sword power would last, about three breaths.

In a moment, Chen Yi's wrist trembled sharply, and the sword staggered and went straight forward. The road is simple, and the fire clouds of the deadly three-sword style are in the waves.

Whoa!

The eyes of the three more immortals turned black, and their figures fell directly under the cold blade. At the second breath, the sword intent turned again, and the Qiankun battle song was extended like flowing water, bursting out with indestructible power.

"The king pressed his sword and looked at the edge, and his head had fallen into the sky. ”

The entire sky is the shadow of the sword, the power of the sword, the light of the sword, there is nowhere to hide and there is no way to stop. The faces of the remaining immortals showed a strong look of despair, and the moment they rushed out with rage, they didn't expect that it would be such an ending. This is the Divine Whip Gate, it is its own territory, when did it become the master of others?

The eyes contain despair and unwillingness. Their strength can be said to be at the peak level in the Yanhuang cultivation world, and the dignified fourth-order immortals will become the existence that cultivators admire and worship wherever they go. But now, they have been slaughtered like ants.

"No~~~" An immortal's throat almost let out such an unwilling and helpless roar, but he was instantly sniped by the sword and cut his throat.

The last blow, in mid-air, Liu Feng's sword eyes were as sharp as lightning, and he swept forward, and all the remaining power of this drop of sword power was condensed together.

"Press the sword to clear the eight poles, and return to the wind!"

The sword intent in all directions danced in the wind, and the battle song of Qiankun poured down, hooking the soul and killing the machine. The merciless slaughter drowned out the screams. Divine Whip Gate, above the dilapidated hall, a white robe, a holy sword, white hair, a pair of blood-red and cold eyes, the sword intent between heaven and earth has disappeared without a trace.

And what disappeared with them were the seventeen menacing fourth-order immortals, and of course, the fifth-order Pengyun Great Immortals who left one step earlier. A drop of sword power to kill eighteen immortals, it's worth it!

Chen Yi's eyes glanced coldly into the distance, and he secretly calculated the use of sword power in his heart, from the activation of sword power to the exhaustion, it would last less than a minute. So once the sword power is activated, you must kill the enemy as quickly as possible, just like just now.

"Cold whip old thief, don't get out yet!" Chen Yi's voice contained monstrous hatred, shaking through a radius of several miles. His goal has been only one person from beginning to end, an old thief who hates him to the core. Chen Yi's voice shook the sky, echoing above the entire Divine Whip Gate, and everyone's eardrums emitted a strong roaring sound.

At this moment, all the Divine Whip Men below were stunned. All that remained in his eyes was endless fear, what kind of enemy was this one in front of him.

Killing eighteen immortals above the fourth order with a single move, the high-level immortals who fell under Chen Yi's sword were all high-ranking big names in the eyes of the disciples of the Divine Whip Sect on weekdays. When the people you admire and worship in your heart are killed by the enemy like ants, this impact from the soul can be imagined.

One by one, their faces were pale, and their minds were blank, which was an unacceptable ending. At this time, in a hidden cave far away from the main hall of the Divine Whip Gate, a figure sat directly on the ground with weak legs, and cold sweat broke out.

"How could he be so powerful?" The cold whip immortal's lips trembled, his eyes were full of intense shock, and he was even more glad that he didn't carelessly rush out of the enemy, otherwise I am afraid that one of the immortals who have become a corpse now is himself. The expression of the Chill Whip Immortal was cold, and his heart was cold.

"Who is this son?" Suddenly, a dark-robed figure appeared out of thin air in the cave, his eyes were deep, and he looked at the Cold Whip Immortal with a cold face: "What kind of grudge do you have against him?"

Hearing this, the body of the Cold Whip Immortal was shocked, and he hurriedly turned around and bowed down respectfully: "Elder Hui Taishang, this son is the remnant of the Sword Sect, and now the Sect Master of the Sword Sect is named Chen Yi, and I have a grudge against him, ......" The Cold Whip Immortal hesitated for a moment, but still said it word for word.

The person standing in front of the Cold Whip Immortal in front of him was the Supreme Elder of the Divine Whip Gate. It is rumored that there are three Supreme Elders in the Divine Whip Sect, all of whom are unfathomable in strength and have the strength to conquer the heavens. Above the Cold Whip Immortal, it must be the realm of the Golden Immortal, and the Taishang Elder is called the Fuyuan Immortal. When the Cold Whip Immortal told the story, the Fuyuan Immortal frowned lightly and groaned.

He couldn't blame the Cold Whip Immortal in this matter, who would have thought that an ant that was so weak that it only needed one breath to blow it off would grow up in a very short period of time, with lightning speed, and now it has erupted with a terrifying force that is enough to threaten the foundation of the Divine Whip Gate.

"I implore Elder Supreme to take action and destroy the remnants of this lawless Sword Sect. The Chill Whip Immortal knelt down with a reverent expression.

Fu Yuan Immortal snorted coldly: "Do you now know the consequences of playing with fire and self-immolation? How many times have I warned you, even if you treat the weakest enemy, you must cut the grass and eradicate the root cause without leaving any trouble!"

The Cold Whip Immortal's face was embarrassed, and a trace of remorse flashed in his eyes.

"This son is unscrupulously killing in the holy land of my Divine Whip Gate, and he will definitely kill him if he sees nothing in my sect, but ......" Fu Yuan Immortal's eyes wiped a trace of strong jealousy: "The power he burst out, even I am not sure to stop it." ”

"What?" The Cold Whip Immortal's face was shocked, his eyes were shocked, revealing a strong disbelief, he couldn't believe that Chen Yi could have such a fortune against the sky: "Where did he get such terrifying power?"

"It's sword power. A trace of deep jealousy flashed in the eyes of the Fu Yuan Immortal: "This son is using the Qiankun War Song, the inheritor of the strongest sword immortal, he must have the sword power left by the strongest sword immortal!"

"The strongest sword immortal!" the cold whip immortal gasped, "Can we only let him act recklessly?"

"Of course not. Fu Yuan Immortal's eyes flashed with a fierce light and said in a loud voice: "Although the sword power left by the strongest sword immortal is powerful, it is definitely not endless. Every drop of sword power he consumes is one less point of reliance, as long as he finds a way to completely deplete the sword power from the strongest sword immortal in his body, then, with his own strength, he can't set off any storms at all!"

The Cold Whip Immortal saw a burst of hope, and suddenly perked up: "Is there any way?"

"Senior Brother Hengyuan has already gone to the secret place of the clan, ready to open the Sect Protector Array. Fu Yuan Immortal said slowly: "As long as the Great Sect Protector Array is fully opened, I think the little sword power left in this son's body will definitely be consumed quickly." My god whip door is not something that any young person can provoke!" His eyes burst out with fierce murderous intent.

At this moment, a tense heartstring of the Cold Whip Immortal finally relaxed, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth. The senior disciple of Hengyuan that Fu Yuan Immortal was talking about was another Taishao elder of the Divine Whip Sect. Chen Yi's frenzied killing tonight had already alarmed the two Golden Immortal-level Supreme Elders of the Divine Whip Sect.

"I'd like to see if you can still be lawless!" the Chill Whip Immortal looked hideous, remembering that he had just been so frightened that his legs were limp and fell to the ground, and he wanted to slap himself hard.