And then, Qin City actually closed the valley, and a spiritual palm directly destroyed the Bone Palace. Is this going to start a war with the Eighteen Evil Kings?

There was a lot of news for a while, and these monks began to transmit messages desperately, trying to find out the whole story.

"Everyone, we found out the reason. The Eighteen Evil Kings took action against this fellow Daoist Cheng. In order to force him to hand over the golden order, they actually used poisonous blood stickers, seriously injuring more than thirty disciples of the Zhengqi Sect, and six others were basically disabled. Already."

/p

"These Eighteen Evil Kings are really arrogant. We were just collecting information, but they took action directly."

"No wonder the ancestor is angry. There is such a grudge, but he doesn't bring the strong men of the sect, and he actually plans to attack alone?"

"No matter what, we didn't squat outside the Zhengqi Sect in vain. There will definitely be something good to watch next."

These monks each have their own masters, and they also need to regularly submit messages to their superiors.

Now, seeing that the two sides are about to fight, everyone has a look of anticipation on their faces and there is a lot of discussion.

"It's actually you."

The chaotic spiritual energy dispersed, and everyone outside the Evil King's Palace also saw Qin Cheng.

After being stunned for a moment, these evil cultivators also recognized Qin Cheng's identity.

They were just a little surprised. They didn't expect that the founder of the Zhengqi Sect, whom they had been talking about before, would actually come to visit them at this time.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng, you came personally to destroy my palace. What do you want to do?"

The short-bearded man Li Yang glanced around and asked Qin Cheng coldly.

"What are you doing? It's not polite to come back and not return. If you send me a blood letter, I will send you back to the west." Qin Cheng sneered.

"You don't need to explore. I'm the only one in this area. The golden token you want is on me. If you beat me, this thing will be yours."

"How dare you come to my Evil King's Palace alone?"

Liyang was a little shocked.

He looked around, the divine patterns were shining brightly, and the valley was clearly surrounded by Qin City.

This boy's divine pattern method is quite strong.

It is not that there are no arrangements outside the Evil King's Palace, there are various restrictions everywhere even within a hundred miles.

But it wasn't until Qin Cheng took action to destroy the palace that they realized there was someone outside.

This shows that all the formations along the way were completely destroyed by Qin Cheng.

"Hmph, even if your divine marks are sharp and it falls on the real enemy, it doesn't matter. The four of you, go over and capture this person."

Li Yang sneered disdainfully and waved his hand.

The four monks beside him smiled ferociously and rushed towards Qin Cheng.

"I originally planned to go to your Zhengqi Sect to force you out, but I didn't expect you to take the initiative to show up."

"Die to me!"

The cultivation of these four monks exploded, and surprisingly all four of them were in the Tribulation Realm with declining cultivation.

They flew through the void, some exuded a sinister aura that filled the sky, and some pulled out a long whip made of white bones and gathered towards Qincheng.

Qin Cheng's eyes were extremely cold, and he pulled out a bronze sword from his palm. He took a step forward, and his figure rushed out like a shooting star.

This time, I was determined to kill with all my strength, except for a few means that would cause trouble.

It is true that he wants to kill these eighteen evil cultivators in order to avenge his disciples.

But the reason why he made a bet with Long Huairen and revealed his strength was also to frighten those who, like the Eighteen Evil Cultivators, coveted his golden order and set their sights on the disciples of the Zhengqi Sect.

The golden order is in the hands of Qin Cheng. If you want to take it from me, if you dare to attack the Zhengqi Sect disciples, you will kill them all!

This is an attitude that I want to give to all the monks in the Demonic Mountains.

Whoosh!

Qin Cheng flew out, and the bronze sword was filled with spiritual light. The sword body shook gently, and sword rays flew out, like a pear blossom rainstorm, pouring down rain.

Boom boom boom!

Countless sword lights streaked through the void and landed on the four monks.

The powerful offensive forced these four people to temporarily slow down and take action to resist.

"If you act stupidly, this guy is probably very angry. It's better this way, it will be easier to deal with."

Below, Qin Cheng was seen venting his sword light as if he didn't care about his aura, but a large amount of the sword light passed over the four people and only cut through the void.

Liyang sneered and dismissed it.

And even though there are many sword lights, they always end.

When the rain of sword light dissipated, the four evil cultivators sneered and rushed towards Qin Cheng again.

But this time, Qin Cheng did not slash out countless sword lights again, but raised the bronze sword high.

"Three styles of swordsmanship, slaying the sky!"

Under the previous bombardment of countless sword lights, special auras were continuously attracted from the torn void cracks by the vortex generated by the bronze sword.

A bright sword light immediately rose into the sky.

Blessed by the breath of countless cracks, this huge sword light shattered the white clouds, penetrated the void, and seemed to reach the top of the sky.

The dazzling brilliance is like the scorching sun, making people within a hundred miles radius afraid to look directly.

"What kind of sword move is this?"

"We can't force the connection. Let's retreat quickly."

The spells cast by these four people and the bone whip they drew were all distorted and directly shattered and dissipated when they encountered the scope of the sword light.

The expressions of the four people changed drastically. Sensing the terrifying power of the Sky-Zhantering Sword, they began to give up their attack and retreat desperately.

"die!"

However, just as they were trying to escape, the bronze sword in Qin Cheng's hand had been severely chopped off.

The sky-cutting sword light, like the scythe of the god of death, followed.

boom!

The sword light, which was like a mountain holding up the sky, fell overwhelmingly. The four people were hit by the sword light before they could even run away.

Amidst the screams, the four people turned into flesh one after another, and even their souls were directly crushed by the aftermath of the sword light.

In the sky above the Wind Horn Valley, a huge crack in the void suddenly appeared, as if the eyes of heaven were opening, it was eerie and terrifying.

The violent storm kept swirling in the valley, crushing everything.

With one sword strike, four people were destroyed!

Everyone was shocked.

"What a powerful sword art, I am worthy of being that person's child."

Outside the valley, Long Huairen's fingers trembled slightly, feeling a little frightened.

The power of this sword, even if it is used by a monk in the Tribulation Realm, is top-notch.

And Qincheng is only in the early stage of crossing the tribulation realm.

Behind Long Huairen's body, a transparent shadow looked at everything in front of him.

"This is Qin Fengyun's three-style sword technique. He has also mastered the fire. Qin Cheng is decisive. He knows that we know his true identity, so he doesn't hide it at all."

"Then, poster, have we misjudged this person's strength?" Long Huairen asked.

"No, the strength this boy has shown is within our expectations. If that's all, he can't win the bet."

The blurry figure shook his head, extremely determined.

"Write it down quickly, this guy is good at using swords."

"What a terrifying sword light. Be sure to note that if there are too many cracks in the void around you, don't collide with him head-on."

"Fellow Taoist, are you kidding? When a monk in the Tribulation Realm fights against each other, there is no one who can't tear through the void."

On the periphery, many monks also had numb scalps and quickly sent out messages one after another.

In an instant, it was like thunder, flying out in all directions.

"Lao Wu, Lao Jiu and the others."
Chapter completed!