C258 One Thousand Swords

The bustle ended, the wind blew mournfully, the night was cold.

The event regarding the Earth King's Ruins had just passed, and the Wan Chao City was once again welcomed by a torrential storm. A bloody battle was quietly waged in this dark night.

Countless broken arms and legs were scattered across the wide yard, fresh blood dripping everywhere. A pungent, pungent smell wafted in the air.

Gongsun Li's miserable death caused the surrounding crowd to sink into a state of shock and stupor. The broken organs on the ground were appalling to behold.

Han Wei, Jiao Bian, Purple Clouds, Luo Ze and the others were all shocked. Their gazes all landed on a figure that was covered in blood and in a sorry state. The powerful attack that the group of people had combined their power with was actually unable to kill Han Chen.

Han Chen knelt on the ground, his entire body in a sorry state, his sword leaning on the ground, he gasped for breath heavily. A handsome face was covered in blood. In his left hand, he was holding a flame phoenix jade pendant. In this moment of life or death, he had used the Saint artifact's power to proudly preserve his life.

"Where is the little thief Han Chen? "Kill him."

"Insolent little thief. You dare to cultivate a spirit body? Today, I will cut your corpse into ten thousand pieces."

"Stinking brat, obediently surrender."

More and more people rushed in, and upon hearing the news, the disciples of Taiqing Sect, Tianshan Sect, Silver Heavenly Palace, and Gongsun Family formed an ambush.

And Han Chen's only assistant was a human-made human. However, an android could only drag out one Guan Qiu. Han Wei and Jiao Bai, these two morphogenesis experts, were enough to seal Han Chen's path to survival.

"Kill little thief Han Chen."

"Charge!" He's already spent all his energy. "

"Everyone, there's no need to be afraid of him. Kill him."

After a short pause, a dozen strong warriors rushed towards Han Chen. Han Chen closed his eyes deeply, as if he gave up resisting. A sinister smile appeared on everyone's faces.

"Little thief Han Chen, go and die! "Hahahaha."

Dozens of shining sharp swords pierced towards Han Chen's body, and those who wished for Han Chen to die revealed a pleased look on their faces.

Just as their weapons were less than half a meter away from Han Chen, a monstrous killing intent suddenly exploded forth from Han Chen's body.

"Nine Revolutions God Slaughtering Technique, Fourth Cycle!"

After that monstrous killing intent, there was also an incomparably vigorous and fiendish aura. The youth suddenly opened his eyes. His previously pitch-black pupils had now turned blood-red.

Everyone's face changed drastically. A tide of fiendish aura spread out, ding ding ding ding! A series of sparks flew in the air as the sharp blades shattered and fell to the ground. And this wasn't all. When the red infernal energy smashed into the dozen or so people, their expressions turned into one of extreme fear.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Under the shocked gazes of countless people present, the bodies of over a dozen people instantly exploded into clumps of bloody fog. The power of the Nine Revolving God Slaughtering Technique was actually so strong.

"You all want me to die, right?" Han Chen stood up and roared towards the sky, his scarlet eyes filled with an endless bloodthirsty and fiendish light. The long hair that was scattered behind his head was dancing in the wind like a mad demon.

Everyone present was shocked, everyone could feel Han Chen's endless hatred, fury and killing intent.

A fierce look flashed across Jiao Bai's eyes, and he said to the Black Fiend School disciples behind him: "Kill him."

Saber lights and sword shadows filled the sky. Over a dozen Black Fiend School disciples who were not weak raised their swords and rushed towards Han Chen. Looking at the oncoming crowd, Han Chen's mouth formed a sneer. Facing the surrounding martial artists, even though he was at the end of his rope, his arrogance still soared to the sky.

"You brought this upon yourselves."

Han Chen shouted, and the aura he gave off instantly increased by more than a few times, the red infernal energy outside his body turned into a sharp beam of light, rushing forward like a surging tide.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Accompanied by a loud noise, a dozen or so Black Fiend School disciples all spat out blood and were blasted flying.

Not waiting for Jiao Bajun, Hanwei, Luo Ze, and the others once again launched an attack. The sword in Han Chen's hand released a bright golden light, and his killing intent soared to the sky. Han Chen's crimson red eyes swept across the crowd, his lips slightly moved, as he coldly spat out a few words.

"Shocking sword, ten thousand swords in one move!"

Buzz! Buzz! In a split-second, the air above the entire region was filled with violent energy fluctuations. Everyone looked up, and their expressions immediately changed. Golden sword shadows that were as dense as water shot out into the air, causing space to be restless. The dense sword lights were like a meteor shower.

"All of you, go to hell!" Following Han Chen's roar, tens of thousands of Aurora Sword silhouettes heavily crashed into the courtyard.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" One after another, miserable screams echoed in the air as one sharp sword light after another pierced through the bodies of the people from the major forces. Their limbs were all over the place as broken limbs flew everywhere wantonly. Blood splashed into the air, and the dark red liquid floated about chaotically.

The crowd was too dense. There was no way for them to escape. Han Chen's sword attack had directly caused them to suffer countless of casualties.

The heavens had hatred, and the humanity was heartless. With a single sword strike, he pierced through the nine heavens with a savage and prideful aura.

One after another, bloodied corpses fell to the ground. Jiao Bai, Guan Qiu, and Han Wei were all shocked and frightened. All of them were so angry that their eyes were about to crack.

Han Chen turned his gaze towards Taiqing Sect and his team. Stepping using the Great Void Dragon Steps, he left behind an afterimage and instantly appeared in front of Luo Ze and Ling Xun.

"Roger, be careful."

"Ling Xun, be careful."

Zi Xia and Cang Yaner exclaimed at the same time. Luo Ze's and Ling Xun's expression changed drastically, and they became focused. What they saw was a pair of cold and emotionless eyes.

"Go see the King of Hell!"

Hiss hiss! A ray of sword light flashed past, and Luo Ze and Ling Xun's expressions froze on their faces. Their gazes were instantly stunned, and two thin red lines simultaneously flowed out of their necks. The thin lines continued to grow thicker, and warm fresh blood unceasingly flowed out.

The direct disciples of the Taiqing Sect's Second and Third Elder silently became the souls of the wrongdoers under Han Chen's sword.

Zi Xia, Cang Yaner was so shocked that her face turned pale. Fear, shock, panic … all sorts of negative emotions surged through her mind.

"Jiao Bai, Han Wei, kill that stinking brat." Guan Qiu was also livid with anger. Han Chen's sword strike just now had almost completely annihilated all of the Tianshan Sect's disciples. How could he not be angry? " Get out of my way. "

Guan Qiu pushed back the manmade man with his palm, and a vigorous aura burst forth from him. "Spirit Destruction Heavenly Finger!"

A white finger-shaped beam of light struck the android's body. Bang! Violent energy recklessly exploded forth. The human-made man's chest could not help but sink in. Some parts of it were slightly cracked a few times.

However, the android did not feel any pain. After pausing for a moment, it fearlessly charged forward once again.

"Brat, I want your life." Black Fiend School, full of killing intent, took the lead and rushed towards Han Chen.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed by. It was a small furry beast with a pair of bat wings on its back. A pair of rippling pupils could be seen.

"Netherworld Spirit Demon!" Cang Yaner subconsciously let out a surprised cry.

"Han Chen, you really did take my third elder's Nether Demon Spirit." Purple Clouds was also shocked.

Han Chen let out a cold laugh, a hint of playfulness flashing through his red eyes. Hey, so what? If you have the ability, then come and snatch it back. "

"Yiya!" Blacky emitted a sharp whistle, then a pair of strange eyes spread out a circle of wavy lines from its mouth.

The lines of ripples rushed towards the Black Fiend School's Jiao Bian. The latter was caught off guard and felt a wave of dizziness, and his momentum was also reduced by a lot. In just that single moment of pause, Han Chen instantly seized the opportunity. His body moved, jumping out like a fierce cheetah.

"Heh heh, heh, heh, heh …" With a shocked expression, Jiao Bajie quickly channeled his martial elemental energy to defend against Blacky's psychic attack while simultaneously backing away from it. Han Wei, stop this stinking brat. "

When Han Chen was moving, Han Wei had already made his move. With a few steps, he rushed to Han Chen's side, raised his hand and struck towards's back. "Stinking brat, stop right now."

But Han Chen did not care about Han Wei's attack, his cold eyes stared straight at Jiao Bai, "Heh, Black Fiend School's dog, I will first collect some interest for my sister."

"The Water of the Four Directions Art!"

An incomparably cold chill spread out. The extreme cold air quietly affected Jiao Bian's movements, as well as the mental damage Xiao Hei dealt to him. Jiao Bian panicked, his eyes full of panic.

Bang! Han Wei's palm landed on Han Chen's back, causing intense pain to spread everywhere. Han Chen forcefully swallowed the salt down his throat, with a move of his wrist, the sword pierced straight towards the other party's throat.

The sword was as fast as lightning, without a shred of stagnation.

Hiss! Under the astonished gazes of countless people in the arena, the sharp blade accurately stabbed into Jiao Bian's throat. Dark red blood slowly flowed out. The fear in everyone's hearts had reached an unprecedented level. Even the hundreds of millions of people with morphogenesis were killed by Han Chen, so at this moment, everyone only trembled.

"Uh, you." Jiao Bian's lips were twitching, his eyes were wide open. The ice-cold sharp weapon at his throat was slowly warmed by his blood. However, the life in his eyes was rapidly draining away.

Han Chen's gaze was cold, and the fiendish aura around his body became denser and denser. He threw his head back and roared, "KILL!"

"Kill!" Han Chen's anger had long ago been aroused, and his roar was filled with boundless killing intent and grievance. In the Gongsun Family, how could such hatred be extinguished so easily when he was offending himself with cultivating his spirit body. " Little Black, today we will fight together, and kill in every direction. "

"Yiya!" Blacky's fleshy wings flapped as it charged towards Han Wei.

Han Chen raised his sword and rushed into the enemy group. With a flash of his sword, a battle that did not end until one of them was killed. The bloody battle was far from over.