Opening Puncher Royal Body

boom!

A cloud of mushrooms rose into the air, endless energy and sword energy raging in all directions.

puff.

Yin Shisan's face was purple and gold, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person fell down, unable to stand still.

No. His eyes widened, and he watched as tens of thousands of disciples from the ten ten sword peaks exploded all around, and were directly shredded and swallowed by the powerful chaotic energy.

Ninety percent of the tens of thousands of disciples died, and the remaining 10 percent were the most powerful. Fortunately, they were not shattered on the spot.

At this moment, Yin Shisan had no time to regret.

He regretted in his heart, and should have listened to his master's dying words, and should not have taken revenge.

But now it's too late to regret, Tianjianmen's tens of thousands of disciples, forming a ten-square sword array, still failed to kill Xia Chen, the Holy Emperor.

On the contrary, the ten-square sword formation was broken by the opponent, and the aftermath of the powerful energy explosion directly killed tens of thousands of people.

That's tens of thousands.

The shredded meat was scattered all over the sky, and the smell of blood was pungent and nauseating.

The surviving people were all terrified, their faces were pale, and their bodies were wounded.

bang bang

Suddenly, one after another figure fell down and smashed on top of the sword peaks.

Sect Master, run away.

A sword head screamed in horror, vomited blood and died.

Seeing this, Yin Shisan's heart was beating wildly, shocked and angry, mixed with grief and anger, and the whole person was in a state of madness.

Ah, I fought with you.

Yin Shisan went crazy, roaring loudly, his eyes were red, and there was a trace of magic light.

He is enchanted.

Tens of thousands of Tianjianmen's disciples, countless brothers and sisters of the same sect died tragically in front of them, and they were mad with hatred, and they went straight to the devil.

Enchanted? Xia Chen looked down at Yin Shisan, his eyes full of coldness and ruthlessness.

He doesn't have the slightest mercy, these people are all dead and innocent, if there is no calculation, if they don't want to kill him, there is no such thing.

Tyrant, you have killed countless of my classmates and are at odds with you.

Yin Shisanhong roared frantically, his breath rising.

He is even more imposing and more terrifying when he is enchanted.

Xia Chen shook his head slightly, and snorted coldly: I gave you a chance before, but unfortunately you didn't cherish it yourself, but found yourself dead.

If you want to blame it, blame yourself. It is you who killed your tens of thousands of fellow students. You are the real murderer.

These words deeply stimulated Yin Shisan.

His proud heart was suddenly filled with boundless suffocating energy, staring at Xia Chen fiercely, with a trace of black sword energy all over his body.

Many people have feelings for each other. Looking at Yin Shisan, who was forced to become a demon, there is a feeling of sadness in the heart of a rabbit and a fox.

Tianjianmen, it's over.

Someone muttered to himself, a trace of horror in his eyes.

Sage Emperor Daxia is unparalleled in the world.

In this battle, no one dares to oppose him again.

On the mountain in the distance, the Master of the Butian Pavilion was veiled, his dress fluttered, and his eyes were looking at everything that happened here.

Xia Chen broke through the formation forcefully, killing tens of thousands of Tianjianmen disciples. Yin Shisan was in a state of grief and anger, and knew in his heart that Tianjianmen had come to an end.

After today, there will be no Tianjianmen sect in this world, and it will soon become a thing of the past.

Even if Yin Shisan was enchanted, the soaring strength could not save the defeat.

In the face of an invincible master like Xia Chen, anyone who sees it is desperate.

I am a demon, killing all over the world, slaughtering the royal family.

Yin Shisan screamed in the sky, fierce and powerful, scaring many experts from all walks of life watching.

Xia Chen snorted coldly and said, You still want to slaughter the world and slaughter the royal family. I'm afraid you think too much.

Let's go!

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Xia Chen's body erupted with a monstrous force, and the billowing true essence swept out, condensing into countless dense sword qi.

These sword qi, crisscrossed one after another, turned into a rumbling rotation of the sword vortex that filled the sky, destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

I dyed the sword with the blood of the devil, and the sky entered the devil and slaughtered all living beings.

Yin Shisan roared in the sky, and the blood all over his body dyed the sword black, turning it into a world-shattering magic sword.

As if the sky had fallen into a demon, it turned into a vortex of terror and rumbled down.

The sword cuts the eight wastes!

Xia Chen drank lightly, raised his hand and swiped, and the sword energy rumbled across the sky.

The torrent of sword qi was so mighty that everywhere it passed, everything was destroyed, and the disciples of Tianjianmen and the surviving elders were all smashed to pieces in an instant.

At this moment, all things are particularly vulnerable in front of the torrent of sword energy.

boom!

In the end, two terrifying torrents collided, the demonic energy dissipated, the demonic cloud was penetrated at once, and the infinite sword energy swept away everything.

The majestic sword qi came in a mighty manner, pierced through Yin Shisan's body, and instantly blew him and the sect hall behind him to pieces and turned it into ruins.

Boom.

The terrifying torrent of sword energy swept across, unstoppable, and the land collapsed and the ten sword peaks were swept away and turned into ruins.

The smoke and dust were filled, and it never dissipated for a long time.

When all the dust settled, the scene of Tianjianmen was revealed. All ten sword peaks collapsed and shattered, all the people above were destroyed, and the buildings were all reduced to ruins.

The huge Tianjianmen was turned into ruins and completely perished.

Xia Chen stood proudly in the void, standing on top of the ruins, silently looking down at the broken Tianjianmen in front of him.

There are corpses all over the place, minced meat is scattered, blood stains the mountains and rivers red, the smell of blood wafts for ten miles, but it does not disperse.

Hey, it's terrible!

The spectators, without exception, were deeply stunned by the bloody scene in front of them.

Tianjianmen's tens of thousands of disciples died from top to bottom without exception.

The huge ruins of Tianjianmen were empty, and there was no trace of life. There were only broken limbs and broken arms and some broken swords on the ground, and a whining sound was heard.

Why bother?

Xia Chen muttered to himself and sighed silently.

Killing tens of thousands of people without a trace of guilt in my heart, after all, I gave them a chance.

It's a pity that Yin Shisan is arrogant and thinks that he can fight against Xia Chen, so he wants to start the Shifang Sword Formation and kill him here.

In the end, he still harmed himself and the entire sect.

From now on, there will be no Heavenly Sword Gate in the world.

A loud shout spread for dozens of miles, causing the mountains and forests to shake.

Xia Chen's words shocked all the experts who came to watch, all of them were horrified and pale.

One person destroys the door, and the fierce intimidates the world.

Walk!

At this moment, many experts in the arena were so frightened that they fled quietly, not daring to stay any longer, for fear that they would be killed by Xia Chen.

The spies and masters of other sects exploded and ran away.

Everything here will be spread out as they leave, after all, it will cause the world to shake.

Ignoring these people, Xia Chen decided to finish today's check-in here first.

System, check in here.

He stood in front of the ruins and meditated in his heart.

Ding!

Successfully punched in, congratulations to the host, and obtained the Wan Jian Jue.

Hearing the system prompt, Xia Chen was a little speechless, but it was actually the Ten Thousand Swords Art.

It's not that it's bad, but that he has been able to manipulate Wanjian with his divine sense, which seems superfluous.

Forget it, let's do a search first, the sects that have been inherited for hundreds of years, there must be some treasures and inventory, right?

Xia Chen shook his head and began to search the ruins of Tianjianmen for the collections and treasures of this sect that had been passed down for hundreds of years.