C120 massacre

Hiss! The sharp sounds of flesh being cut stimulated everyone's eardrums. Lian Cheng, Cang Yaner, Luo Heng and the others were all dumbstruck. Yi Shui's neck was completely penetrated by the arrows. The sharp arrows shot out towards the back of Yi Shui's neck. A trace of dark red blood slowly dripped down.

"Before you approach the enemy, please make sure that they have no way of resisting you." Han Chen said coldly.

Bang! Yi Shui fell to the ground. The life in his eyes was rapidly drained as blood flowed out from the ground. The unwillingness and hatred on his face gradually stiffened. After twitching his body a few times, he stopped moving.

Seeing this scene, everyone was both furious and resentful. There were no injuries on Han Chen's body, which also meant that the arrow did not pierce him at all. Yi Shui had truly died an unjust death.

"Brat, you deserve to die!" Lian Cheng's eyes turned red with fury. He moved his body and raised his palm, throwing a palm strike towards his opponent.

Bang! Han Chen took the attack head on, his arms instantly becoming numb, and he could not help but be forced to retreat. Lian Cheng was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and his innate ability, Amplification, made his power extraordinary. It was not something Han Chen, who was at the seventh level of Qi Refinement, could go head to head with.

Not far away, Cang Yaner was frowning. She looked at Yi Shui's corpse that had been killed on the ground. She should have known from the beginning that it wouldn't be so easy for Han Chen to be restrained. However, there was still a trace of luck in her heart, which made her not pay too much attention to it.

Luo Heng and the other disciples of the Taiqing Sect were also filled with anger. If it had been any of them, they would not have been in a much better state. This child's intelligence was truly shocking.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! A muffled sound exploded in the air. Han Chen had already taken several hits from Lian Cheng. He'd been thwarted one after another by the opponent's attack to increase his strength.

"Brat, I really should break your arms and legs!" Lian Cheng's eyes were filled with killing intent as a dense amount of gold martial spirit condensed into a palm and firmly struck Han Chen's chest.

Bang! Han Chen couldn't help but retreat, consecutively retreating over a dozen steps but he still didn't fall onto the ground. Blood gushed from his chest, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Bah!" Han Chen spat out the blood in his mouth, his gaze sweeping across them, "Hmph, I finally experienced the methods of your Taiqing Sect today. A bunch of despicable, shameless villains. "

Lian Cheng's eyes narrowed as he brandished his sword. "Stinky brat, you're quite tough. Let's see if you can still be so unyielding after I cut off your arms and legs."

Han Chen did not bother with Lian Cheng. His cold gaze stopped at Cang Yaner's body, "Cang Yaner, you and I have no enmity with each other, do you need to plot against me so meticulously?"

"Hur hur." Cang Yaner laughed coldly, and said with contempt, "Han Chen, who do you think you are? What right do you have to question me? I, Cang Yaner, a dignified princess of the Grand Seal Empire Royal Family, killing a commoner like killing you, is like crushing an ant. I forgot to tell you one thing. The one you killed was a member of my Prince's Mansion. "

"What?"

"Hmph, you didn't think of that, right? If you didn't meddle in the auction that day, why would I have used the ambergris to exchange for the hemoptysis's petals? Han Chen, you truly deserve to die. " Cang Yaner said fiercely.

Every word was cold and piercing to the heart. Han Chen trembled, "So that's how it is!"

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew past, Han Chen laughed at himself and the hair on the back of his head danced in the wind. A terrifying fiendish aura spread out from his body. A furious Han Chen quietly circulated the Nine Revolving God Slaughtering Technique, and a strange redness quietly emerged from his originally pitch-black pupils.

"Cang Yaner, if you kill me in the open, I, Han Chen, admire your upright conduct. Yet you used the Bai Clan to trick me here. It's truly unforgivable. "

Everyone present was startled. Anyone could feel the boundless anger and killing intent.

Lian Cheng steeled his heart and rushed towards the opponent with sword in hand, "Smelly brat, don't think too highly of yourself. I will torture you to death. "

"You don't have that chance!"

"What?"

Right after he finished speaking, Han Chen suddenly threw out an arrow. The first section of the arrow was shining with a green light. This was the crossbow that Yi Shui had used.

"Humph!" Although he did not know when the other party had taken out the arrow, Lian Cheng did not think much of it. Raising the sword in his hand, he swung it backwards.

Pow! The arrow was directly split into two by Lian Cheng. It was at this time that Han Chen sprung up like a cheetah and touched his waist with his right hand.

Hiss! A blinding light flashed. It was as if the air had been cut apart by a sharp weapon. Cang Yaner, Luo Heng and the rest all felt their hearts clench. In Han Chen's hand, there was actually a soft sword that was as thin as a cicada's wing. Dazzling fresh blood slowly dripped onto the ground from the tip of the sword.

When he looked at Lian Cheng again, his eyes were filled with rage and fear. A thin red line slowly appeared on his neck. In an instant, it dyed the clothes on his chest red.

A sword to seal the throat! Fast sword in one hand! At this moment, Lian Cheng realized that he made a huge mistake. Why didn't he reveal his sword from just now?

Lian Cheng's lips lightly flapped as a steady stream of blood gushed out. No matter what, he could not believe that he would die at the hands of a seventh level Refinement Stage cultivator. Just like the Liu Yifeng back then, even until death, he could not believe it.

When his life force was rapidly drained, he could hear the blood that was being blown by the wind make a 'hu hu' sound. Lian Cheng could no longer raise the sword in his hand. Under the fearful gazes of Cang Yaner, Luo Heng, and the others. Bang! With a muffled thud, his head fell to the ground, turning him into a second corpse.

Panic, unease, resentment, and all sorts of negative emotions filled the hearts of Luo Heng and the others. Looking at Han Chen who had a cold and murderous look on his face, Cang Yaner suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

"Kill! Kill him! Let's attack together!" Luo Heng trembled in fear. Even someone stronger than him, Lian Cheng, had died, but he did not have the confidence to challenge Han Chen alone. The only thing he could rely on was his advantage in numbers.

"Heh, didn't you just ask me for advice?" Han Chen sneered, he suddenly jumped up high, the flexible sword in his hand was like a snake, twisting in the air. Immediately afterwards, countless streams of sharp black colored sword Qis appeared in the air, interweaving together and exuding a destructive aura.

"Boundless Phantom!" A few ice-cold words came out from Han Chen's mouth.

"Cang Yaner's charming face instantly paled, her beautiful eyes filled with deep anxiety. "Quick, stop him."

The expressions of all the disciples in the Taiqing Sect changed. It was also at this time that Han Chen's attack arrived in front of Luo Heng. The latter retreated without a choice, and braced himself to raise his long sword to meet the attack head on.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" In the next moment, an extremely miserable scream came out from Luo Heng's mouth. The dense Sword Qi had directly crushed Luo Heng's arm.

Fresh blood splattered everywhere, and minced meat splattered everywhere. Luo Heng's facial features twisted in pain. He would never have thought that the Han Chen in front of him would suddenly become so terrifying. He clearly only had the strength of a 7th level Refinement Stage cultivator, yet his attack was so terrifying.

The most terrified one was still Cang Yaner. At this moment, the eyes she looked at Han Chen with were filled with terror.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Luo Heng, who had become a cripple, even had thoughts of dying. Without his right hand, how could he use a sword? With bloodshot eyes, he cursed loudly, "You idiots, why aren't you killing him?"

Hiss! As soon as he finished speaking, a sword light flashed. Luo Heng's voice suddenly stopped, and a round head was thrown out. Warm liquid gushed out of his broken neck like a fountain and splashed onto the bodies of the people around him.

Ask for advice? Luo Heng had not been able to take three moves from Han Chen and had lost his life. At this moment, he had become an enormous joke.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "Brother Luo Heng."

The remaining few Taiqing Sect disciples all instantly collapsed. With the deaths of Lian Cheng, Yi Shui, and Luo Heng, the three of them had no idea what to do.

But Han Chen did not have the intention to stop, his scarlet eyes landed on the few of them, and he spat out a word: "Kill!"

Like a fierce tiger descending the mountain or a Flood Dragon diving into the sea, Han Chen threw himself into the crowd and reaped the lives of the Taiqing Sect disciples. Miserable screams sounded one after another. Broken limbs flew everywhere.

Cang Yaner, who was not far away, was so frightened that her face turned pale and her body and mind went cold. She knew that once Han Chen killed them all, she would be next.

"Someone come quickly!" "Guards, come and protect the ruler."

Hearing Cang Yaner's shout, the guards of the Duke Palace were already arranged long ago, so that they could quickly gather over. When they saw the tragic scene in front of them, they were all stunned.

"Princess, Princess, are you alright? What happened? "

"Don't, don't worry about me. Hurry, kill, kill him. " Cang Yaner spoke out incoherently, she had already lost her idea long ago, and did not care what her motive was for dealing with Han Chen this time. "Now, I only want to kill him for one purpose." Quickly kill Han Chen, quickly kill him.

The guards of the Duke Palace didn't dare disobey Cang Yaner's orders at all. She immediately raised her weapon and surrounded Han Chen. Sabers, spears, swords, halberds, killing intent erupted from all directions. A cold light flashed, and the entire courtyard was in a mess.

Cang Yaner's words enraged Han Chen once again. The two did not have any deep grudges between them, but the other wanted to put him to death. Even though she had a pretty face, she was extremely vicious in her heart.

"Those who don't want to die, scram!" Han Chen's eyes were bloodshot, his entire body stained with the blood of the Taiqing Sect disciples. Even in the face of so many enemies, his pride was still skyrocketing.

However, the guards of the prince's mansion would not be scared off so easily. There was no lack of Refinement Stage experts among them.

"All of them are mine!" Han Chen's hands were no longer soft, his Martial Spirit was gathered on his sword, and a dense black light aura surged from the sword.

"Phantom Second Sword, Slash Mountain and River!"

Buzz! Buzz! The air seemed to tremble a little as a black colored sword Qi more than ten meters long appeared, cutting off seven or eight guards' waists in an instant. A thick smell of blood floated in the air. The broken organs were scattered on the ground. It was a horrifying sight.