Wrath of the Immortal

"Senior Brother, this guy, Silver Gun Candlehead, has been frightened out of his wits..."

Seeing Xiao Chen frozen on the spot, looking stunned, Yang Guowei couldn't help but sarcastically said.

Zhu Zhiming was also puzzled as to why Xiao Chen hadn't taken action yet.

It didn’t take long to figure out what the problem was.

To deal with these little minions, there is no need to cast spells in advance.

"court death!!!"

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed and he said two words solemnly.

The surrounding air suddenly became extremely cold.

Xiao Chen waved his long sleeves, and the wind technique roared out, heading straight for Yang Guowei and others.

On the Soul Continent, magic weapons are the main focus of the battles between monks.

Everyone had never seen such a spell before, and they even forgot to block it when they were stunned.

The wind howled, flying sand and rocks.

In an instant, the magical weapons of Yang Guowei and others were blown away by the strong wind.

The strong wind suddenly accelerated, came to everyone, and wrapped them in it.

"Tear apart!"

With a thought in Xiao Chen's mind, the strong wind turned into a wind blade and quickly cut into everyone's bodies.

"ah!!!!"

Screams kept coming, and the bodies of Yang Guowei and others were cut in a shocking way in an instant.

If it were in the past, with Xiao Chen's character, he would have been killed instantly.

Now, he had just arrived in a new continent and had not yet understood the situation, so he did not want to cause trouble.

Seeing this scene, everyone around them changed their expressions and were stunned.

Although Zhu Zhiming knew that Xiao Chen was very powerful, he did not expect to be so powerful.

Yang Guowei and others were unable to fight back in front of Xiao Chen.

"Senior, misunderstanding, huge misunderstanding..."

Liu Zhenyu's expression changed drastically, he took a step forward, clasped his fists at Xiao Chen and apologized.

"Do you think a misunderstanding will make it okay?"

Xiao Chen's eyes were extremely cold as he looked at Liu Zhenyu and spoke word by word.

"Senior, Liu has no intention of offending, so why do you need to do things to the extreme?"

Liu Zhenyu frowned and reminded with some displeasure.

He saw that Xiao Chen was in the foundation-building stage and was not afraid because his identity was also unusual.

On the surface, he is the senior brother of the Pig-Slaying Sect, but behind him there is an identity unknown to outsiders.

Liu Zhenyu was the illegitimate son of a certain ancestor of the Shazhu Sect, and he was extremely confident.

Besides, Zheng Jiange is not a popular sect.

The strongest disciple in the sect, his father could easily be crushed to death with one finger.

"Too awesome? Then I'll show you one of them."

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said in an extremely cold voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Chen released huge coercion and headed straight for Liu Zhenyu.

"Senior, please keep a line in your behavior so that we can meet each other easily in the future. You are not afraid of me waiting..."

Liu Zhenyu's expression changed drastically and he quickly backed away while reminding him ferociously.

However, before he could finish his words, he felt a terrifying pressure coming towards him.

Under this pressure, Liu Zhenyu's whole body trembled slightly, and the power of his spiritual consciousness in his body could not be concentrated.

"Everyone, come together and kill this guy..."

Liu Zhenyu roared angrily and suddenly slapped the storage bag on his waist.

I saw him using nine long knives, quickly firing out spells, and attacking Xiao Chen.

These nine long knives contained huge attack power, and they came to Xiao Chen in a flash.

Xiao Chen did not rush to take action, but instead emitted his spiritual consciousness and sensed the energy fluctuations coming from the blade.

After the power of divine consciousness was enhanced, Xiao Chen had unexpected gains after sensing again.

He was surprised to find that the power of divine consciousness could be transformed into an energy body that was like spiritual power.

To put it simply, in China, spiritual power is the basis for casting spells.

Coupled with the control of the power of divine consciousness, the enemy can be killed accurately.

But it's different here. The power of divine consciousness can not only control the magic weapon, but also become the energy for the magic weapon to attack.

There are thousands of avenues, but different paths lead to the same destination.

No matter how you practice, the result is the same, which is to strengthen your own strength.

These thoughts flashed through his mind, Xiao Chen opened his mouth and spit out the small bronze sword.

"Elder brother, look, this useless magic weapon is just a small piece of iron, haha..."

Yang Guowei lost face in front of Xiao Chen and hated him so much that he jumped out and sarcastically said.

When the other disciples of the Pig-Slaughter Sect saw that Liu Zhenyu and Yang Guowei were taking action, they would use their magic skills and join forces to attack.

However, what no one expected was...

Before everyone had finished pinching the spell, they saw an extremely terrifying scene.

There was a flash of light, and the small sword floating in front of Xiao Chen disappeared without a trace.

The Shazhu Sect disciple's heart tightened and he hurriedly sent out his spiritual consciousness to sense the whereabouts of the little sword.

The strange thing is that no matter how I sense it, I can't sense the specific location.

"ah!!!"

Just when everyone was wondering where the bronze sword had gone, they heard screams.

Everyone's expressions changed greatly, and they secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Liu Zhenyu was fine.

Looking at Yang Guowei again, a bloody hole the size of a thumb appeared on the other man's chest.

In the blood hole, blood was flowing, and the severed bones could be faintly seen.

Seeing such a result, both the Shazhu Sect disciples and Liu Zhenyu's eyes widened.

Everyone had already guessed that the other party was very powerful, but they didn't expect it to be so powerful.

The speed of the small bronze sword was so fast that no one could react.

Seeing that Yang Guowei was killed and was still in a state of disarray, Liu Zhenyu's whole body trembled even more.

Just now, Liu Zhenyu was beside Yang Guowei, and the distance between them was less than half a foot.

At such a close distance, Liu Zhenyu could clearly sense...

How terrifying the attack power contained in that sword.

If it was just the small sword that had strong attack power, that would be fine.

The key is that Liu Zhenyu also sensed that the sword contained the breath of soul destruction.

Liu Zhenyu glanced at Yang Guowei's body, and as expected, the other party's soul was scattered.

If that sword attacked him instead of Yang Guowei, he would also become a corpse.

"Senior, it is better to resolve the enemy than to make him. I apologize to you and beg you to let this matter go."

Liu Zhenyu didn't dare to think about it anymore. He bowed to Xiao Chen and bowed his hands with a very respectful attitude.

He apologized to Xiao Chen on the surface, and when he bowed, a sinister look flashed in his eyes.

As long as he could successfully return, he would definitely tell his father about this and let him destroy the Sword Pavilion.

"What if I don't accept the apology?"

Xiao Chen sensed the faint murderous aura on Liu Zhenyu and asked coldly.

"Senior, don't do things too radically, otherwise, you will regret coming to this world."

Liu Zhenyu looked at Xiao Chen coldly, and his words were also threatening.

"Xiao has a bad temper and can't listen to threats..."

Xiao Chen sneered and said something that everyone didn't understand at all.

Just when everyone was wondering what Xiao Chen wanted to do...

The bronze sword flashed and came to Liu Zhenyu like a ghost.

This time, the speed was faster, so fast that Liu Zhenyu couldn't see the trajectory of the sword's flight.

Liu Zhenyu only felt a pain in his chest, looked down, and his dantian in his chest was broken and blood was pouring out.

If it weren't for the life-saving jade talisman given to him by his father in his arms, his soul would have dissipated.

The moment the jade talisman collapsed, it turned into a huge defensive force, successfully preventing the sword from killing Liu Zhenyu's three souls and seven spirits.

"What are you still standing there for?"

"Everyone, come together and kill this bastard."

"If I die, you will be buried with me!"

"..."

Liu Zhenyu's soul left his body and floated in the air with difficulty, roaring at the surrounding disciples of the Killing Pig Sect.

The disciples of the Killing Pig Sect stood there in a daze, and no one dared to make a move.

They looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

Xiao Chen's method just now completely stunned them.

At this time, if they still dared to make a move, they would be tired of living.

Everyone's scalp was numb, they took a breath of cold air, and swallowed their saliva with difficulty.

"If I die, the sect master will blame you, and all of you will be exterminated!"

Seeing that the disciples of the Killing Pig Sect had no intention of making a move, Liu Zhenyu was furious and roared again.