"They...are all dead?" Yun Xiaoyue asked in a daze.

Mainly because what she saw before her was so tragic that Yun Xiaoyue had forgotten to release her senses to check it out.

Chen Hetu shook his head and said, "No, they are just injured."

Yun Xiaoyue calmed down after hearing this.

Chen Hetu slowly stood up from the ground, and then said to Yun Xiaoyue: "You are here to protect them, don't let anyone hurt them again."

"good!"

While Yun Xiaoyue nodded, a sword burning with fire appeared in her hand.

Her eyes were firm.

The fighting spirit in him was very strong.

The protective spiritual energy circulates throughout the body, making a "buzzing" sound.

Chen Hetu knew that with Yun Xiaoyue here, no one could hurt them anymore.

He then turned around and looked at the four middle-aged cultivators with murderous intent.

The four middle-aged cultivators noticed the murderous intent in Chen Hetu's eyes, felt cold in their hearts, and hurriedly retreated.

"You did all this?" Chen Hetu asked.

"No, no, we just came!" The four middle-aged practitioners explained hurriedly.

I don’t know why, they are obviously in the same realm as Chen Hetu, but for some reason, they don’t dare to look into Chen Hetu’s eyes.

"It's not you? Then who is it?" Chen Hetu raised his voice and stretched out his hand.

"brush!"

As if feeling Chen Hetu's call, the Dragon Song Sword rose from the ground and floated into Chen Hetu's hand.

The four middle-aged practitioners looked at each other, turned around and ran away.

right!

They turned around and tried to run away.

I don't know why, when they faced Chen Hetu, they didn't even have the slightest intention of resisting, just like when they saw their sect master.

"Want to run?"

Chen Hetu chased after him with his sword and said word by word: "Keep them all for me!"

After the words fell, a small world was enveloped by these four middle-aged men at the sixth level of the Great Power Realm.

Exactly, Chen Hetu used the absolute realm.

It was impossible for him to let any of them go.

Especially when he saw the tragic situation of the Ziyang Sect, the anger in his heart could not be restrained at all, and the murderous intention became even more intense.

These four middle-aged practitioners were all trapped in the small world of Chen Hetu and could not move at all.

Chen Hetu didn't say a word.

Slowly walked up to these four middle-aged practitioners.

His pace was very slow, but the hearts of these four middle-aged practitioners were beating very fast.

After walking in front of them, Chen Hetu stopped and then raised the Dragon Sword in his hand.

Dragons have reverse scales!

These people have touched Chen Hetu's evil side, how could Chen Hetu let them go?

Just when Chen Hetu was about to chop off their heads with a sword, an angry voice sounded.

"Stop it!"

An angry shout came from afar.

Chen Hetu took a look and saw a figure dressed in black not far away, followed by dozens of practitioners in white.

They are holding long swords and are rushing here crazily.

Chen Hetu raised his eyebrows and glanced.

"Haha...the eighth level of the Great Power Realm?"

He knew that this should be the sworn brother of Gu Qiangu, the Lord of the Three Cities.

I saw a man in black teleporting several hundred meters and appearing ten meters away from Chen Hetu.
Chapter completed!