Chapter 2703

With a flick of the long knife, the golden divine awns cut everywhere. These practitioners who could resist Zhao Yuande's terrorist attack were all fragmented by the golden divine awns.

These practitioners are two or three small steps. They are true disciples. They are preparing to go out for training, but they didn't expect to meet Zhao Yuande. They all became the souls of his sword.

"Come on! Where's the devil who dares to kill innocent people in my immortal hall? Die for me!" several tall figures flew out.

These figures are all middle-aged and even old people with strong breath. They were originally the masters and elders of these true disciples. They wanted to go out to see them off, but they didn't expect to see this tragic scene.

Their faces all showed their anger, roared, took out their treasures and attacked and killed Zhao Yuande.

"Hey, hey! You're just in time!" Zhao Yuande launched the divine domain and rushed directly into the middle of these people.

The bright golden blade cut the void, but in the blink of an eye, these people were killed by him again!

"I didn't expect the knife to be so easy to use!" Zhao Yuande waved the treasure knife in his hand and felt that the knife was still a half step immortal treasure. He couldn't help smiling.

He killed these people. With a wave of his big sleeve, he swept away the treasures on these people, and then rushed into the depths of the Zhenxian hall without stopping.

In just a few breaths, Zhao Yuande killed three groups of strong people in Zhenxian hall. If such a big sect door in Zhenxian hall hasn't been noticed, it's too bad.

When Zhao Yuande rushed into an empty square, hundreds of people had gathered here.

The first green faced old man stared at Zhao Yuande with hatred in his eyes.

"Who are you? Why do you want to kill at will in my Zhenxian hall? Today you can't tell clearly. I will certainly pull your cramp out of your skin and roast your spirit with a fire. It's hard for you to die!" the old man's words are vicious and his eyes are extremely resentful. People can't help but feel cold after listening to him.

Zhao Yuande glanced at the other party and found that the other party's accomplishments were the same as himself. He also entered the early stage of the seventh small step. He couldn't help but be slightly surprised at the strength of the real immortal hall.

"You don't know me?" Zhao Yuande looked at each other strangely, and his eyes showed a kind of playful abuse.

"You... Who are you?" the green faced old man observed Zhao Yuande carefully and still didn't recognize him. He couldn't help but ask again.

Zhao Yuande can feel his accomplishments, and he can naturally feel Zhao Yuande's accomplishments. A strong man on the seventh small step must have the support of terrorist forces behind him. Ordinary casual cultivation can't reach this realm at all.

So he didn't fight and kill as soon as he came up, but asked angrily.

"He... He's Zhao Yuande! I know this face, definitely Zhao Yuande!" a middle-aged man suddenly looked at Zhao Yuande as if he had seen a ghost, and his voice was full of incredible.

"Zhao Yuande?" the green faced old man shook his head when he heard the name. "Absolutely impossible! We just photographed 12 Tu Xian ships to kill him. How could he appear here? And how old is Zhao Yuande? How can he practice to the seventh small step? It's absolutely impossible!"

"Ha ha! You're right, old man! I'm really not Zhao Yuande!" Zhao Yuande laughed and pointed to the green faced old man. "Although I'm not Zhao Yuande, I'm Zhao Yuande again. I'm a part of him, a part of him who stays in Xinghe sect for cultivation!"

"Zhao Yuande's separation... He has reached the seventh small step!" the green faced old man changed his face and couldn't believe it at all.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you!" the golden light in Zhao Yuande's long knife burst into the sky, shot around, and suddenly turned into countless terrible sharp blades.

How can these people think of it? Zhao Yuande said he would do it without warning.

What's more ridiculous is that these people are too close. As soon as the terrible blade is launched, they immediately feel the terrible death crisis coming down.

Everyone immediately panicked. Suddenly, I didn't know how many people were cut by the terrible golden blade, and the blood of the stumps flew disorderly. There was a great chaos at the scene.

"Good thief! Die for me!" the green faced old man saw Zhao Yuande suddenly break out and kill many of his disciples. He was furious and fought with Zhao Yuande with a long sword in his hand.

Zhao Yuande felt that the combat effectiveness of the green faced old man was much worse than himself. If he really wanted to kill him, it wouldn't take ten breaths.

The other party's spirit just reached the sixth small step, and the flesh can't be compared with him. Even if it's Bixiu, he just realized a supreme way!

However, he was not in a hurry to kill him, but while fighting with him, he constantly attacked and killed other strong people in the real immortal hall.

In a short time of more than a dozen breaths, hundreds of strong people in Zhenxian hall died in the hands of Zhao Yuande.

"Stop the evil thief!" the green faced old man watched Zhao Yuande kill his disciples and disciples, and immediately roared.

But it didn't work at all. Zhao Yuande's mouth was slightly tilted and his body method was erratic. He appeared around the disciples of the real immortal hall like a ghost and killed them one by one.

"Old ancestor! If you don't do it again, our immortal hall will be destroyed!" seeing this situation, the green faced old man had no choice but to let the old ancestor go out of the customs.

"Hey!"

A heavy sigh came from the bottom of Zhenxian hall.

The figure of an old man did not know when it appeared in the void.

Zhao Yuande felt as if he was being stared at by a powerful opponent. He couldn't help being too careless. He stopped the crazy killing in his hand and turned to look at the old man in the void.

"Old ancestor!" when the green faced old man saw the old man appear, he immediately looked happy and hurried forward to bow.

"Forget it!" the old man waved his hand, but instead of focusing on the green faced old man, he fell on Zhao Yuande.

"Are you the ancestor of Zhenxian temple?" Zhao Yuande looked at his opponent carefully up and down.

This man's cultivation is unfathomable. He still has an extremely powerful breath. He obviously has a powerful treasure, which may be a treasure of creation.

"You are the part of Zhao Yuande?" the old man's eyebrows are long and narrow, his eyes are bright, like two sharp swords, and there is a sharp spirit surging on his body.

"As a strong man at the top of the seventh small step, you don't fight with other races, but practice in the real immortal hall. It really makes me curious. Are you so afraid of death?" Zhao Yuande asked the other party. He didn't bother to talk nonsense with the other party and directly asked the most acute question.