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- Jiang Xiaofan knew very well that any force was a mixed bag, with some good people and some bad people. This time he came to settle the cause and effect for his disciples. Although he wanted to destroy the Ziwei Sect, he did not want to kill innocent people indiscriminately.
"Go."
He spoke calmly.
Sixteen-year-old Zhang Hen choked slightly and knelt down to Jiang Xiaofan in the void: "Master, thank you!"
He knew that the master came here all because of him.
"Boom!"
His whole body erupted with a bright silver light, and he broke into the Ziwei Sect in an instant.
"Longqiong"
Jiang Xiaofan looked forward.
"Yes, young master."
Long Qiong is clear.
A slight crack opened between his eyebrows, and a faint light swept out, illuminating everyone in the Ziwei Sect. Just like last time, there was still nothing abnormal, except that many of the Ziwei Sect disciples had thick blood on their bodies.
"Everyone with the blood glow has committed great evil and is determined to die."
Long Qiongdao.
This is like putting a mark on the heinous people in the Ziwei Sect.
Jiang Xiaofan nodded, first sent a message to Zhang Hen, and then looked at the Ziwei Sect indifferently: "Those who don't have blood on their bodies can choose to leave now. If you want to resist, then I'm sorry, please join the Ziwei Sect in destroying it ¡¡±
"Wow!"
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in Ziwei Sect.
Many of them looked desperate because they found that their bodies were covered in thick blood. Others looked at each other in confusion. There was no blood on their bodies and they had not committed any unforgivable evil deeds.
"Dang"
After a while, someone finally put down the weapon in his hand, lowered his head and left quickly.
"Dang"
"Dang"
"Dang"
If there is the first person, there will naturally be the second person.
Soon, more and more people were heading outside Ziwei Sect, all with their heads lowered.
After all, it is a sect that has been in the sect for many years. After leaving like this, some people naturally still feel a little guilty in their hearts. But no matter how guilty they are, they want to survive. For this reason, they have no other choice at this time.
Stay and die.
Leave and live.
They don¡¯t want to die, so they choose to leave.
These people were not covered in blood, so Jiang Xiaofan did not stop them. However, the next moment, someone covered in blood tried to leave secretly, but was caught by Jiang Xiaofan and exploded in the void.
"I said, only those who don't have blood on their bodies can leave."
His voice was cold.
With one look, a monk who was at the peak of the eighth level of Heaven was wiped out. This kind of power immediately made most of the monks in the Ziwei Sect feel palpitated. At this moment, more people left because they knew that the only way to stay was to die.
"Damn it! You all, come back here!"
The eyes of the Supreme Elder of Ziwei Sect were spitting fire.
After drinking this, many disciples who were about to leave immediately trembled and did not dare to move. It can be seen from this that the power of the Supreme Elder of Ziwei Sect is quite strong. To put it simply, he has accumulated power for a long time.
"Snapped!"
As soon as he spoke, the Bull Demon Ancestor slapped him across the face.
"Little ant, shut up Grandpa Niu."
The ancestor of the Bull Demon has a breath of air coming out of his nostrils.
This is because he showed mercy, not even 10% of his strength was used. Otherwise, how could a mere Ziwei Sect Supreme Elder be able to stop this terrifying old cow? Even if there are hundreds of them, they won¡¯t be enough to slap you in the face.
"you!"
The eyes of the Supreme Elder of Ziwei Sect were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he was waiting fiercely for the Bull Demon Ancestor.
Calling him a little ant, claiming to be his grandfather, and slapping him in front of all the disciples of Ziwei Cult, no matter what it is, it is enough to make him ashamed to death, even if he knows that the person in front of him is a Sanqing level strong man. By.
"You piece of shit!"
The ancestor of the Bull Demon snorted and greeted him with another slap.
At the end, he muttered in a low voice: "Well, that guy is right, it's quite refreshing to whip people like this."
As soon as these words came out, the Supreme Elder of Ziwei Sect almost fainted in anger without rolling his eyes. His eyes directly moved away from the Niu Demon Ancestor and turned to Jiang Xiaofan. Although he couldn't move at the moment, he could still move his eyes. His eyes staring at Jiang Xiaofan were full of hatred.?Don't eat him alive.
"snort!"
Jiang Xiaofan sneered.
He did not look at Ziwei Cult Leader and the Supreme Elder of this lineage, but instead focused on Zhang Hen within Ziwei Cult. At this moment, Xiao Zhanghen's body was covered with blood, and he didn't know when a long knife appeared in his hand.
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
The silver glow covered the long sword, and dozens of ordinary magic weapons were suspended around him.
This is the art of military control recorded in the Taoist Scriptures.
"ah!"
"ah!"
The roar echoed.
" Among them were the fear and screams of Ziwei's disciples, as well as Zhang Hen's own resentment and hatred.
At this time, apart from Jiang Xiaofan who was staring at the field, Long Qiong and dozens of other old monsters were also staring ahead. Although they could not accept such an ethereal Taoist disciple as a disciple, and although they were very envious of Jiang Xiaofan, they were all people who loved talents. Seeing how cool little Zhang Hen was, they all shook their heads and sighed.
They can feel how deep the hatred is in the little guy.
"Hey, from ancient times to the present, the path of geniuses and evildoers has always been full of hardships"
Even the evil corpse couldn¡¯t help but sigh.
The leader of Ziwei and the supreme elders of this lineage were suppressed by Patriarch Huntian and others. They could not move at this moment. They could only watch Zhang Hen rush into it like a hungry wolf. In the blink of an eye, more than ten people were killed. cut.
"No don't come over!"
"Don't panic, he is just one person, together we will not lose!"
"ah!"
The screams echoed in Ziwei Cult, which was extremely harsh.
Many people were wailing and looking in the direction of Ziwei Cult Leader and Taishang Elder with all kinds of prayers, hoping that they could use their divine power to save them. Unfortunately, their savior is too busy taking care of himself, and he is not far from death. If Jiang Xiaofan didn't have other intentions, the two of them would have met the King of Hell long ago.
"Damn it! Stop it! Stop it quickly!"
The catalog of the leader of Ziwei is about to burst.
He and the Supreme Elder watched helplessly as Zhang Hen rushed in and killed everyone, destroying palaces one after another, and their hearts were bleeding. This was a heritage that lasted tens of thousands of years. Now that someone had broken in like this and caused such large-scale destruction, they were almost furious.
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
Blood was flowing freely, and corpses fell one after another at Zhang Hen's feet.
For the sixteen-year-old Zhang Hen, the last time he killed someone in the small forest of Xiaojiabao was the first time he killed someone. It was precisely because of this that he fainted at the end. Some are mentally and physically exhausted because of hatred, and some feel fear and nausea because of killing someone for the first time.
This time is no exception. His body is trembling, and it is obvious that he has not completely restrained the fear and nausea caused by killing. Even so, he struck without mercy at this moment. The hatred in his heart and the infinite longing for his dear grandfather supported his will.
"ah!"
The sixteen-year-old boy roared wantonly, his eyes were red, and he fought his way into the depths.
Jiang Xiaofan and others stood in the void, looking ahead for a moment.
At this time, all the people in Ziwei Sect who were not covered by the blood light had left, and no one dared to stay nearby, for fear that Jiang Xiaofan would change his mind and catch them all. Nowadays, those who are still in Ziwei Sect are all those who want to die. Jiang Xiaofan asked Long Qiong to take action and seal off the entire Ziwei Sect.
"Boy, this disciple of yours will be fine, but don't leave any psychological shadow!"
Patriarch Huntian couldn¡¯t help but speak.
The ethereal Taoist body is rare throughout the ages. Even in the splendid ancient times, this kind of body did not appear. It only exists in theory. Now that they have seen such a piece of rough jade with their own eyes, they really don't want it to leave a shadow of Tao due to hatred, which will affect the future achievements of the ethereal Tao body.
"No, if you have a grudge, you will naturally want to take revenge. If you don't avenge your grudge, it will leave a shadow in his heart" Jiang Xiaofan shook his head and said: "I have killed many more people than him. Look at my Daoist heart. Have you been affected in any way?¡±
"The way is at your feet"
Jiang Xiaofan¡¯s eyes looked a little deep.
Such words immediately surprised dozens of old monsters. They looked at Jiang Xiaofan for a long time, as if it was hard to imagine that such a young man could say such profound words. Next to him, Long Qiong's eyes were flashing with strange light, and he felt more and more that the Demon Emperor's order wasThe choice was indeed the right one.
The man in front of you will definitely be a miracle in the future.
No, he is a miracle now!
They looked at Ziwei Cult, just watching Zhang Hen fight, no one came to help. Because at this time, the strongest people in the Ziwei Sect are only in the fifth level of the Human Emperor. A monk of this level and an ethereal Taoist in the Human Emperor realm has no reason to need help from others.
This is just one of the aspects. The most important thing is that this is Zhang Hen's battlefield. It is not an exaggeration to call it a battle of revenge. Jiang Xiaofan knew that this battle was very important to him as a disciple, so he would never take action unless it was absolutely necessary, nor would he let anyone else intervene.
"ah!"
The screams were echoing, and all the disciples of Ziwei Sect looked frightened.
Zhang Hen was covered in blood, like a demon from hell. But on the contrary, he was surrounded by pure silver light. There was no evil spirit at all, but it was sacred and natural.
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
Zhang Hen wielded a long knife with his right hand and pinched the magic talisman with his left hand, and fought all the way from the front door of Ziwei Sect to the depths of Ziwei Sect.
At this time, the Ziwei Sect was already in chaos. Some places that only the Supreme Elders and sect leaders could enter on weekdays, people also broke in at this moment.
In today¡¯s situation, who would care about this?
Zhang Hen¡¯s eyes were red. He didn¡¯t know where Ziwei Jiao could enter and where he couldn¡¯t. Even if he knew, he would never care. At this moment, there were only four words in his mind: kill and destroy. He struck out like a bolt of lightning, flashing silver, and chased the Ziwei Sect disciples covered with blood into the deepest part of the Ziwei Sect.
"Damn it! Stop it! Stop it!"
"You! You are asking for your own death! Stop! You can't go there!"
Watching Zhang Hen rush into the depths of Ziwei Sect, getting closer and closer to the core of this lineage, the two powerful men in the Xuanxian realm became red-eyed.
Both of them were so blind that they almost went crazy. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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