That feeling made him feel as if his body would be penetrated immediately if he moved!
And as the long sword in Wang Chen's hand slowly thrust out, a cold feeling suddenly rose from behind Han Feng, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.
Han Feng roared, his body glowed red, and the surrounding temperature began to rise sharply.
Most of the disciples of Linghuo Sect practice fire-attribute techniques.
And any attribute of the exercises can be embodied when practiced to a high level!
Obviously, Han Feng had already touched this threshold, and the spiritual energy erupting from his body was like a burning flame.
As he exploded, the short knife in his hand also erupted with a dazzling light, and the flame patterns on it flashed crazily.
Han Feng's cultivation circulated throughout his body, and he used the short sword with all his strength.
The next moment, he raised his short sword and struck Wang Chen fiercely. A fiery red sword light flew out with a crackling sound, tearing the air apart.
Wang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and the sword energy in his body converged on the long sword in his hand. The fierce aura on his body was breathtaking.
As he thrust out his sword, the shadows that appeared around him also followed suit, thrust out swords one after another and merged into his long sword.
At this time, the power of the sword had become extremely terrifying, and it was thrust out in an instant.
A sword of life and death!
Uh-huh!
Bang!
Under this sword, Han Feng's fiery red sword light was torn directly and exploded in the air.
But after the flaming red sword light exploded, Wang Chen's sword was still powerful and stabbed straight towards Han Feng.
Han Feng's face changed drastically, and his eyes were filled with fear.
He felt the power of this sword from the beginning, but he didn't expect that even with all his strength, he couldn't stop its advance!
Immediately, he took out a spiritual talisman without any hesitation, poured spiritual energy into his fingertips, and in just an instant, the spiritual talisman emitted a rich light.
The next moment, those rays of light condensed into two figures, whose appearance was no different from Han Feng.
Wang Chen frowned slightly. These three figures even had the same aura, and it was impossible to tell which one was the real Han Feng.
Then his eyes flashed. Since he didn't know which one was true, he would kill them all!
laugh!
Under the terrifying power of the sword of life and death, the 'Han Feng' on the front was directly torn apart.
Wang Chen didn't care whether this was true or not, he turned his sword and struck another 'Han Feng'.
Uh-huh!
Without any surprise, that 'Han Feng' was directly split into two halves.
At this moment, the last Han Feng's figure exploded, turning into a stream of fiery red light and rushing towards the three passages.
Wang Chen snorted coldly and suddenly threw out a sword energy.
puff!
Although Han Feng tried his best to dodge, he was still hit in the back. He let out a painful groan and blood sprayed all over the ground.
But he still endured the severe pain and rushed into the middle passage.
Looking at Han Feng disappearing in the darkness, Wang Chen shook his head, "It seems that the disciples of these big forces are not just in vain, but they are quite strong. If we meet next time, we can't hold anything back. We have to strike." Must kill!"
This also made Wang Chen realize that big forces naturally have advantages.
The disciples who come out of it, no matter in terms of resources, means, or abilities, are far beyond what the casual cultivators outside can compare with.
At this time, he already had some thoughts in his mind. After the trip to the tomb was over, entering Dajiangwu Mansion was an option.
Han Feng entered the middle passage, and Wang Chen had no time to chase him for the time being. His target was the leftmost passage.
Just when he turned around and was about to enter, the sound of footsteps on the stairs made him stop.
Not long after, they saw a dozen Linghuo Sect disciples and rushed over cautiously.
When they saw Wang Chen, their eyes couldn't help but sweep around, looking for Han Feng.
After seeing the blood on the ground, they were all shocked.
There was only one staircase to go down. Wang Chen was the first to go down, followed closely by Han Feng.
At this time, Wang Chen was here, but Han Feng could not be seen. Could the blood on the ground belong to Han Feng?
But then they thought about it, they had not encountered any danger along the way, how could something happen to Senior Brother Han?
And none of them would believe that this kid from a small sect in front of them could hurt Han Feng.
"Where has Senior Brother Han gone?" A disciple asked, glaring at Wang Chen angrily.
As they said that, they all walked towards Wang Chen, with spiritual energy surging from their bodies, and waves of power overwhelming him.
Wang Chen looked at them with a sinister smile on his face, "He is dead."
As soon as he finished speaking, he slashed with the long sword in his hand. Several Linghuo Sect disciples in front were cut in half, and their blood and internal organs were scattered on the ground.
This scene shocked the other disciples.
You must know that those disciples, although their cultivation was not as good as Han Feng's, were not weak in strength. Facing Wang Chen's attack, they were killed before they had time to resist.
They immediately stepped back, holding weapons tightly in their hands, and their eyes were full of vigilance.
Senior Brother Han Feng couldn't really be killed by this kid, right?
But they had no time to think about it, as Wang Chen's long sword struck again.
The sword light was released with a sharp and sharp force.
The disciples of the Linghuo Sect rushed to resist, but the spiritual weapons in their hands shattered directly after touching Wang Chen's sword!
laugh!
Uh-huh!
The long sword swept across, and one Linghuo Sect disciple died one after another, and their blood pooled and flowed down the steps.
When the Linghuo Sect disciples at the rear saw this scene, they were frightened to death.
Just now, in their eyes, Wang Chen was just an unsightly little jumper.
But now, he has transformed into a god of death, harvesting their lives casually.
It can't be beaten at all!
After having such thoughts in their minds, they turned around and ran away without any hesitation.
"Sword cultivator, he is actually a sword cultivator!"
"Looking at the fluctuations in power on his body, he is only at the peak of the first level of the Lingfu Realm. Why is he so strong?"
"Even if you are a sword cultivator, you are not so outrageous!"
"You in front of me, run faster!"
"Wind Step!"
…
They screamed in fear, their faces turned pale, and they only regretted that they had lost a few legs.
It's just that their speed is too inferior compared to Wang Chen's sword energy.
Within a moment, the steps were filled with corpses of Linghuo Sect disciples. Their expressions were frozen and their pupils were blurry.
The expression of reluctance, fear, and panic was as if he had encountered some terrible horror during his lifetime.
During this trip to the tomb, they were full of confidence and felt that they would definitely gain something and even have a chance to soar into the sky.
But they never expected that they would all die on the road before they actually entered the tomb.
Just because I offended an inconspicuous little person.
Wang Chen glanced at the corpses on the ground, and after confirming that everyone was dead, he turned around and walked into the leftmost passage.
In the rear, small forces such as Dajiang Wufu, Lingquan Sect, and Silver Sword Sect could not help but be shocked when they saw the corpses on the ground.
Could it be that there is some trap here? Or some gravekeeper?
They immediately became vigilant, and everyone grasped their spiritual weapons tightly. Many people secretly took out their life-saving means so that they could be used in time when they encountered danger.
It cannot be said that they are too timid, but those who died just now were not ordinary people. They were all disciples of the Linghuo Sect, and their cultivation levels were all in the late Lingfu realm.
Such a group of people, with such horrifying expressions when they died, must have suffered extremely horrific dangers!
It's just that they didn't expect that these people would die in Wang Chen's hands, and they were frightened because Wang Chen was not high in cultivation, but his strength was so strong that they had no power to resist.
