The hurricane is in transit.

Nothing grows!

And on the ground, countless remains have been swept by the hurricane and turned into ashes.

However, the blood left on the ground, the hurricane three feet, have not taken away!

Tragic!

What a tragedy!

Both the Yin Yang Sword sect and the Zhou Chen sect have paid a terrible price for this war!

But at this time, all of us have no time to worry about the casualties, just staring at the disappearing hurricane.

No one thought that, in the end, it would be such an ending!

Zhou Chen, dead?

He didn't die in Kong Han's hands, but he died in the sword storm!

No one thinks that Zhou Chen can still live in this sword Qi storm that can strangle everything.

I didn't see that even wolf seven, the strong man in the sixth heaven of the Dharma scene, was only slightly in contact with the hurricane for a moment, and one arm was directly hanged into powder.

Wolf seven's face was gloomy. On his forehead, his veins were jumping wildly. The violent breath was rolling on him, just like a volcano about to erupt.

Anger!

Endless anger, surging in his body, let him, want to kill Kong Han!

But he took a look at Xiaoliang and Xiaoman who passed out, and finally suppressed the boundless killing idea.

Wolf seven looked up at Kong Han and said with a cold smile: "ha ha, this account, I, Sirius, remember! Yin Yang Sword sect, good job! That's amazing

"Wait, it's not over!"

Words fall, he directly turned to take the crowd away.

Kong Han stayed in the same place without making a sound.

Let them go.

Zhou Chen is dead. His goal has been achieved. There is no need to continue to fight against Sirius.

They can't afford the price of tearing face with Sirius!

Now, although it also offends Sirius.

However, they, after all, did not kill Sirius.

If they want to attack the sword, they can't fight.

And If we really want to keep wolf seven here, it's very difficult for them to do it just by their present people

They sent 97 strong Dharma practitioners to join hands to kill Zhou Chen.

But now

Less than fifty are still alive!

More than half of the casualties!

It can be said that in order to kill Zhou Chen, they really paid a huge price!

Kong Han's eyes cast a gloomy glance around him, and his hands clenched tightly.

This cost is also beyond his imagination!

In his opinion, killing Zhou Chen is a matter of certainty. If you lose a few Dharma practitioners at most, you can solve the problem. Who knows, in the end, it has come to this stage! What a price to pay!

After a long time.

Kong Hanchang sighed and said in a low voice, "it's worth killing Zhou Chen! As soon as Zhou Chen died, I, the Yin Yang Sword sect, lost a big trouble. From then on, I can rest easy! If I let him live, I can't sleep and eat! "

Other strong men nodded, and still remained dignified in their eyes.

Zhou Chen, it's terrible!

It's too evil.

He is so terrible before he grows up.

No one dares to imagine what level he can reach if he really grows up!

"Fortunately, Zhou Chen is dead. Otherwise, this time, we Yin Yang Sword sect will lose a lot."

He shook his head with emotion.

"Let's go. Since Zhou Chen is dead, let's continue to look for Gu Ling!"

Kong Han was silent for a moment and waved his hand.

Then, a group of people disappeared into the sky.

……

At this time, Zhou Chen, who was considered dead by them, was suffering from inhuman treatment!

The hurricane whistling, pulling him forward, then walked eight thousand miles!

Inside, the boundless sword spirit was eroding Zhou Chen's body all the time, making his muscles and flesh scraped away layer by layer.

The physical body is about to collapse.

This is a kind of inhuman torture.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Zhou Chen has passed out. Otherwise, he will die of pain.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

As time goes by, the sword is like a sword. Every sword is cut on Zhou Chen. He wants to strangle him completely!

However, because Zhou Chen swallowed too many restorative pills and was protected by Taigu Leiyan zijinlong, he never really died.

All the time, I was suspended.

However, he has been attacked and destroyed by endless sword intention. It can be imagined that Zhou Chen will die in the end according to this trend.It's just a matter of time.

But With the invasion of the sword into his body, more and more, more and more powerful.

One day, finally.

The boundless sword in his body seemed to be activated, but it turned on automatically.

Then, all kinds of sword lights rose up on Zhou Chen's body surface, and all kinds of sword ideas burst out on him.

With this scene coming, it seems to add fuel to the fire. Zhou Chen's sword will be more violent and fierce.

Vaguely, it seems to be with joy.

He almost rushed to Zhou Chen, just like a wave, and could not see the edge at all.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Chen was submerged.

But this time, these sword ideas didn't break out to kill Zhou Chen. On the contrary, they seemed to be tired birds returning to the forest and finding their home. They poured into Zhou Chen's body one after another and merged into the boundless sword idea.

The sword Spirit Storm itself is driven by the sword spirit left by many fallen strong men in the sword tomb.

These swords are extremely disordered, almost all kinds of swords have different meanings. It is because of this that only when they are twisted together can they produce extremely terrible power and easily destroy the Dharma scene.

However, it is precisely because of this that Zhou Chen's boundless sword intention can devour all of them.

Because, they, themselves, are part of the boundless sword.

Any kind of sword meaning can find a sense of belonging in limitless sword meaning.

It can be said that in addition to practicing limitless sword cultivation, anyone will die in the face of such a hurricane.

No matter how strong other sword cultivation is, there are only one or two kinds of sword meaning, which can't be recognized by all of them.

Boom!

The boundless sword spirit, like a hundred rivers converging on the sea, rushes towards Zhou Chen, and this process continues ceaselessly.

I don't know how long it's been.

The hurricane dissipated.

In other words, all the sword ideas have been swallowed up by Zhou Chen.

A bang.

Zhou Chen's figure fell on the ground. At this time, although he was still bloodstained and scarred, he was not fatal.

It's just a matter of recovery time.

Buzz!

Wuliang sword, with a flash of meaning, integrated into his body. Immediately, on his body, earth shaking changes took place again