Xie Huan holds the Bingya Sword. Whenever a monk rushes up to him, he will chop it away with one glance.
His movements are very streamlined, extremely simple, as if he doesn't know how to swordsmanship. Every time he strikes out with a sword, he harvests the opponent just right and then takes it back.
It seemed ordinary, but the monks who were close to him fell down one after another.
"Shu Zi! Stop being so arrogant!"
A monk in white robes suddenly appeared, with a head full of broken silver hair. He held a copper hammer in both hands. He hit it in front of him and made a "dang" sound wave attack, which shocked people's hearts.
His Taoist robes were flowing and elegant, his eyes flashed with confidence, and he said loudly: "I hold the Sun and Moon Pick in my hand..."
Before he finished speaking, Xie Huan struck down with his sword.
I saw the moon flash in the sky, from the first to the fifteenth, and then to the thirtieth, the white-robed monk's eyes turned from left to right, and saw Xie Huan turning towards another monk.
"What are you doing? How dare you turn your back to me?!"
The white-robed monk shouted angrily, and his head suddenly slipped from his neck and rolled to the ground.
The anger in his eyes suddenly turned into shock, and then stayed there forever.
A layer of light frost condensed on the headless neck, freezing the broken part without even a drop of blood leaking out.
"Hey!"
The white-robed monk had a high prestige among the people. He died when he met him, which immediately caused a huge uproar.
At this time, everyone discovered that all the monks who faced Xie Huan, no matter they were in the early or late stage of Qi refining, whether they had been famous for a long time or unknown, all faced each other without a second sword.
And the method of death was the same. They all cut the vital points with one sword, just right. It seemed that one point of magic power was not too much, but one point of magic power was not enough. The wounds were frozen and not a drop of blood was shed.
"Sword Intent!"
Suddenly, a monk in the late stage of Qi refining opened his eyes wide and shouted in horror: "This kid has mastered sword intent, everyone, be careful!"
There are six levels of sword art, and sword intention is the second.
Those who have perfected their sword intent during the Qi refining period are rare.
With this exclamation, even Qi Ran turned his gaze away and his face became more gloomy.
However, Qi Ran was not worried. No matter how powerful the sword intention was, it was still the Qi refining period. Can one fight three, or one fight thirty?
"Now that you know his secret, there's no need to be afraid. I'm not a master of swordsmanship. I almost killed one back then."
Another monk came forward. He was tall and tall, with a square face. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised with confidence. He stretched his hand forward a little, and a spiritual circle appeared. There was a small black iron rod inside, which kept getting bigger as it turned: "This This is my magical weapon that has sunk through the sky and weighs three thousand three hundred kilograms. As the saying goes, use strength to defeat skill, use slowness to defeat speed, use bluntness to defeat sharpness..."
"laugh!"
The black iron rod had just grown in size, and Xie Huan's sword had already been thrust out. With a movement, a light blue crescent moon was imprinted on the monk's forehead.
The monk suddenly realized something was wrong and hurriedly made a seal, but a sword light came instantly and merged with the crescent moon. It penetrated his head with a "bang" and the sword light spurted out from the back of his head.
"..." The monk rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with eyes wide open, his eyes empty and lifeless.
Xie Huan stretched out his hand to grab it, captured it and put it into the ring.
"Hey!"
At this time, all the monks around him were so frightened that they scattered back.
"What's going on? Isn't it just sword intent? How can it be the same level in seconds?"
"This kid's movements and moves are extremely weird. He seems ordinary, but his moves are deadly. Zou Yuan is known as the 'final word'. He can dodge three moves in Ji Zhu's hands, and Xiang Yu's Sinking Sky is even more deadly. It is made of Yuan Tie, even if it touches the foundation, it will lose a layer of skin, but they are all killed in one move."
"Is this kid hiding his cultivation? But the power of the swords just now was indeed the result of refining qi!"
The surrounding monks immediately went into chaos and tried to keep a certain distance from Xie Huan. Only the monks who came from behind didn't know what was going on. When they saw Xie Huan, they rushed up to him, and several more corpses appeared on the ground.
In fact, Xie Huan was only in the beginning of his sword intent, and a large number of those in the later stages of Qi refining were killed because they were mostly seeking death themselves.
The first is that when there are many people, one becomes arrogant and thinks that he is sure to win; the second is that he is eager to compete and want to show off in front of the leader; the third is that when his colleagues are present, he wants to show off in front of others and be in the limelight.
If he met Xie Huan alone, he would definitely be cautious and still have a few tricks up his sleeve.
Now, being careless, arrogant and showing off is completely the way I don't want to live.
What's more serious is that after these people lost their lives, the overall morale collapsed, leaving Xie Huan alone to chase them and harvest.
Xie Huan himself did not expect this effect, but how could he waste the opportunity? Another six or seven monks were chopped to the ground by him.
Xu Wei stared at the screen and watched the battle with Xie Huan, and was shocked in her heart. Every time Xie Huan made a move, she felt a kind of mysterious operation, which refreshed her understanding of the battle every time.
She saw it more clearly than all the monks present. Xie Huan was in a state of returning to nature, that is, the state of "simplicity", without any fancy or skills, and all movements and mana flows had only one goal, and that was kill.
She had only seen this state in her master.
Xu Wei lost consciousness for a moment, then shook her head violently, and regained her composure. How could the disciples from the Holy Island be so terrifying?
As Xu Wei observed, Xie Huan's eyes were like water at this moment, and there was no wave in his heart. However, the entire battlefield was under his perception. Xu Wei, Luo Furong, Qi Ran, Behind the Screen, Liu Yizhi, and every monk who came to , even those scared and crazy female cultivators, every movement, even every expression, was reflected in his heart.
At the same time, he absorbed all excess thoughts, emotions, and strength in order to achieve the maximum effect with the minimum consumption.
The situation in the arena suddenly became extremely chaotic. A large number of monks avoided Xie Huan while swarming towards Liu Yizhi and the others.
At first, they bullied the few and flocked to Xie Huan. After more than a dozen people were chopped down, they were so frightened that they all swarmed towards Liu Yizhi.
Liu Yizhi and the four others suddenly turned pale and shouted desperately: "Senior, help! Sir, please help us!"
"Mr. Gu! Take action quickly, otherwise we will be in trouble."
Qi Ran shouted behind the screen.
He also saw Xie Huan take action, and he was extremely shocked. This boy was definitely in the late stage of Qi refining, but this simple fighting technique was beyond his reach, and he couldn't even imagine it.
I immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.
Although Luo Furong was no match for him, this woman was extremely tenacious and extremely powerful. She was so entangled with him that for the time being, there was nothing he could do about her. He could only ask the person behind the screen to take action quickly.
"Hehe, do you think he doesn't want to take action? As long as I'm here, does he dare to make a move?"
Xu Wei swayed her fat body, with a smile in her eyes. She gently touched the jade ring on her left wrist with her right hand. Circles of green light flowed above it, and she stared at the screen.
Qi Ran's consciousness glanced at Xu Wei, and his face suddenly changed. This woman was in the late stage of Qi refining just now, why did she suddenly become a foundation builder?
His heart suddenly sank. The other party could not only hide his realm, but he could also hide it so much that he could not see through it. He could also intimidate the people behind the screen. He couldn't help but become anxious, and at the same time he roared at Luo Furong: "You traitor, They actually colluded with the Five Factions Alliance!"
When he saw a stranger building a foundation, his first reaction was that he was from the Five Factions Alliance.
"Ah."
Luo Furong sneered disdainfully, raised her sword, and the golden sun shone brightly on it. She locked Qi Ran and rushed forward.
"Mr. Gu! If you don't take action, this is the end for you and me!"
Qi Ran shouted again, and he did not dare to hide his clumsiness anymore. The magic power on his body surged, and a dark cold light flashed around his body before slashing forward.
It is a curved black sickle with a sinister ghostly face engraved on it, exuding powerful resentment.
He knew he couldn't hold back anymore.
"Boom!"
Zhan Ge Jin Hui collided with You Scythe's black light, and the spiritual pressure was crushed in all directions.
At this moment, two strange rays of light suddenly flashed from behind the screen, bypassing the screen at a curved angle, forming a cross slash and locking onto Xu Wei.
"Well done!"
Xu Wei was on guard for a long time. The jade ring on her right hand flickered, and a beautiful emerald green feather fan flew out. Each feather was shiny and green, and she flicked the fan in the air, and a green line suddenly appeared in the void. The vortex directly twists the surroundings.
Those two strange rays of light were instantly swallowed up by the vortex.
Xu Wei took the feather fan in her hand, fanned it towards the screen, and shouted, "I want to see what kind of monsters are behind this!"
A series of feathered wind blades burst out from the fan, causing a sharp sound, carrying a large amount of feather-like spiritual light, and rushed towards the screen.
She had many magical weapons on her body, and she didn't know what to use at first, until the person behind the screen attacked. She felt the power of the two cross-cutting blows, and immediately used one of her final magical weapons - the Bibo Fairy Feather Fan. .
The mountains, rivers, clouds, streams, flowers and birds on the screen could not withstand the force of this fan, and they all disintegrated in the picture. Cracks also appeared on the screen. With a "bang", it broke into countless fragments like a mirror, making a harsh sound. cracking sound.
Everything behind the screen is instantly displayed in front of everyone's eyes, and there is no longer any concealment.
"ah!--"
Xu Wei suddenly screamed in horror and flew back with a "swish", as if she had seen something extremely terrifying.
Behind the screen, there was no one. It was a tan mountain of meat, seven or eight feet high, with a slimy surface. There were circular depressions similar to craters, with disgusting liquid flowing out of it, and a large number of strange organs on the surface. Dance.
The most terrifying thing is that seven or eight women are trapped in this mountain of flesh. Most of their bodies have been swallowed up, and only some parts are exposed. Some are feet, some are hands, and some are heads. Three or four of them are still alive, struggling feebly. Wail and make painful sounds.
This scene instantly shocked everyone present. The monks who were besieging Xie Huan and Liu Yizhi all stopped and stared in horror.
Xie Huan was also shaken. One of the exposed heads turned out to be Zhang Ping. Only her head, shoulders and one right hand were left outside. She weakly supported the surface of the meat mountain and tried to get out, but she sank deeper and deeper.
"help me……"
Zhang Ping opened her eyes and seemed to see Xie Huan. She stretched out her right hand and grabbed it in front of her with her fingers weakly: "Oh, I don't want to die..."
Several other female nuns who were not dead also moaned and asked for help.
"ah!--"
The group of female nuns who were chained by iron ropes were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground, crying and begging for mercy.
Luo Furong was also shaken all over, with a look of horror and extreme nausea on her face.
"help me……"
Zhang Ping made a weak voice, maybe seeing Xie Huan, she suddenly burst out with great strength, squeezed out with all her strength, and cried: "I don't want to die, I am not a bad person, those people are just coveting my beauty. , I also work honestly and run my own business legally. Mom, since I am a little fairy, I will definitely be able to cultivate into an immortal, woo woo woo..."
"Noisy!"
Suddenly, the meat mountain let out a "grunt", stretched out a thick arm full of knots, directly grabbed Zhang Ping's head and pushed her whole body into the meat mountain, and then the surface of the meat mountain was churning, like Chewing.
The texture of the meat mountain gradually became softer, and the bodies of several other women also sank in sharply, being swallowed up bit by bit.
Xie Huan's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes turned as deep as the abyss, as if there were will-o'-the-wisps jumping in them.
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