Mount Hua Sword Qi

Mount Hua Sword Qi Chapter 93

After a night of rest in a small town, Chen Xinzhu entire group hit the road again.

At noon.

Arriving at a certain mountain, Chen Xinzhu frowned slightly, looked towards a middle-aged brawny man beside him, and asked.

"Where is this nearby? Are there any towns and villages?"

The middle-aged brawny man is a Small Captain among the third-rate Martial Artists and heard Chen Xinzhu's question. , did not dare to neglect, quickly replied.

"Reporting to your lord, there is indeed a town with a population of tens of thousands of people 20 miles away."

Hearing this, Chen Xinzhu frowned even more, and pointed to In a certain direction, Chen Xinzhu continued to ask.

"Is it in that direction?"

The middle-aged brawny man was stunned and nodded again and again. "That's the direction."

Before he finished speaking, the Chen Xinzhu silhouette had already moved away quickly in that direction, and only the sound remained in place.

"You go immediately to inform the others and ask them to gather and rush to this town."

Looking at the purple silhouette that was going away quickly, the middle-aged brawny man was taken aback for a moment. came back to his senses and rushed to inform others.

Having spent seven days with this Mount Hua Sect Master Chen, this is the first time he has seen such an expression in Master Chen.

He understands that this Lord Chen may have discovered something that he does not know, maybe he has discovered the trace of the Netherworld Cult monster.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged brawny man's heart is awe-inspiring, and he doesn't dare to neglect.

Chen Xinzhu drove forward for nearly ten miles, and his frown deepened.

"The smell of blood is getting heavier and heavier."

It's still more than ten miles away from the town, but the smell of blood can reach here. I'm afraid this town...

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Thinking of this, Chen Xinzhu subconsciously recalled the encounter nearly a year ago, the demon fox who slaughtered a small town.

Chen Xinzhu subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword, killing intent suddenly arose in his heart.

Jin Yan Gong was in full swing, and Chen Xinzhu was so fast that he could only see a purple silhouette.

A quarter of an hour later, when he came to the gate of the town, Chen Xinzhu glanced over, his eyes were extremely cold.

Looking around, I saw the bodies of town residents lying on the ground, blood everywhere.

Glancing at the horribly dead bodies on the ground, Chen Xinzhu quickly discovered that they were all brutally killed by sharp weapons.

"Netherworld Cult?" Chen Xinzhu whispered to himself, but his tone was as cold as snow in the cold December winter.

Without stopping at the entrance of the town, Chen Xinzhu quickly stepped into the town.

Along the way, there are human corpses everywhere, men and women, old and young, all in a tragic state of death.

Looking at this hellish scene, the killing intent in Chen Xinzhu's heart also grew endlessly.

He kept walking, Chen Xinzhu hurried to the center of the town, and the powerful Soul Power let him find a movement from there.

......

In the center of the town, an azure robe old man in his 60s looked at his companions who had fallen one by one and felt extremely desperate.

In just one hour, there are only a few hundred of the tens of thousands of residents in this small town.

Looking at the group of black robed men who murdered like reaping wheat, the azure robe old man burst out with a strong hatred in his eyes.

The damn Netherworld Cult monster!

azure robe The old man turned and looked towards his daughter-in-law and little granddaughter behind him. A trace of unbearable flashed in his eyes. He wanted to say something to comfort him, but he really didn't know how to say it.

The smart daughter-in-law seemed to see something and said softly to her father-in-law.

"Father-in-law doesn't have to worry about me and Wan'er, we are already mentally prepared."

azure robe The old man glanced at the scissors in his daughter-in-law's hand, and then at the scissors in his daughter-in-law's arms shiver coldly's little granddaughter is very sad.

Nodding lightly, the azure robe old man turned his head and looked towards the black robed man on the periphery, clenching the hatchet in his hand.

The damn Netherworld Cult monster!

......

Chen Xinzhu hurried to the center of the town, and soon saw a large group of mysterious persons in black robes, and also saw the whole body lying behind them. human corpses in the streets.

Seeing Chen Xinzhu, this group of black robed man is also startled.

A black robed man who looks like a leader asked in a cold tone: "How come there is still life?"

A black robed man next to him quickly replied: "reporting to Sir , everyone in the town has been killed, this kid may have come from outside."

black robe leader nodded, his tone was still cold.

"Kill."

The voice fell, and the two black robed men immediately moved, and quickly approached Chen Xinzhu to encircle.

Standing on the street, Chen Xinzhu didn't pay attention to the group of black clothed persons for the first time, but carefully looked at the bodies of the town residents on the ground.

Looking at the blood flowing everywhere, bright red and extremely dazzling, the killing intent in Chen Xinzhu's heart could no longer be contained.

Chen Xinzhu looked back, glanced at the two black clothed persons who were encircling him, and looked towards the many black clothed persons in the distance.

clang!

A loud and clear sword cry sounded instantly, and a chilling air disappeared in a flash.

The sound of sword cry is like the Divine Sword coming into the world, and like the cry of a condor, it spreads far and wide in all directions.

In addition to several li, the entire group of Xue Jiang who was rushing to the town also heard the sound of the sword cry, all complexion changed.

"This is Senior Brother Chen!" Xue Jiang affirmed.

Zheng Ning's face also became solemn. "That is to say, the Netherworld Cult monster is in front?"

Yang Jianzhang's face was also extremely serious, and he kept walking.

"Go!"

entire group accelerated towards the town.

The town center.

The Purple Void Sword in Chen Xinzhu's hand was filled with purple light, either swiping or slashing, stabbing or flirting.

Every sword is swung out, and a black clothed person will inevitably fall, and more than a dozen black clothed persons will die under his sword in a blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the black clothed persons were dumbfounded.

Where did this kill god come from?

black clothed leader came back to his senses, killing intent suddenly arose, and said in a cold tone: "Come on together, kill him!"

The voice fell, black clothed leader has taken the lead They rushed towards Chen Xinzhu, and the other black clothed person slightly paused just about to catch up, when they found that the black clothed leader was also beheaded by Chen Xinzhu with a single sword.

Seeing this scene, the remaining black clothed persons were so frightened that the soul flew away and scattered.

The leader who has stepped into the second-rate level for many years, and has also comprehended martial arts, was killed by someone with a single sword?

What the hell is going on here?

came back to his senses, the remaining black clothed persons dared not stay any longer, and fled in all directions.

He killed another black clothed person with a single sword. Chen Xinzhu looked up and saw that the slowest black clothed person escaped dozens of meters away, the fastest black clothed person clothed person has even reached a hundred meters away.

Chen Xinzhu's expression didn't change at all, he stretched out his left hand, and Zixia sword qi poured into his body.

Purple Qi diffuses above the five fingers.

xiu! xiu! xiu!

Accompanied by a faint sword cry, several light purple sword qi flashed from the five fingers.

pu! pu! pu!

The many black clothed persons who were running away stopped one after another, and there was a finger-wide hole on their forehead.

The look between his eyes slowly dissipated.

Puff! Pfft! Many black clothed persons fell heavily to the ground.

Chen Xinzhu slowly retracted his left hand, his right hand returned to sword enters sheathe, turned around and looked towards the corpses of the town residents on the street, sighing softly.

"farewell..."

...

Yang Jianzhang and the others came to the center of the town and saw such a scene.

On the wide street, among the countless human corpses, Chen Xinzhu in a purple robe stood with his sword and looked into the distance.

At this moment, his whole body is filled with a faint purple light, and he looks very holy...