The smell of blood filled the air, causing everyone around him to widen their eyes and look at Jiang Chen with shock on their faces.

"He, he actually dared to kill people from the Great Sword Sect?" Someone shouted in disbelief.

"This guy is finished, the people of the Great Sword Sect are just a bunch of lunatics!"

"Yes, if it were me, even if I could defeat someone from the Great Sword Sect, I would never dare to make a fatal move. If I don't make a fatal move, there is still room for improvement. If I make a fatal move, then there is really no chance of improvement.

There is no room left.”

Many people spoke one after another, with admiration and pity in their tone.

They knew that Jiang Chen was dead now.

At this time, Yang Xiong and others were stunned.

They stared at this scene blankly, not reacting at all for a while.

Jiang Chen not only injured Yang Xiong, but also killed three of their fellow apprentices.

"You, you, you..." Yang Xiong wanted to say something, but he said three words "you" in succession, but he didn't know what to say.

Jiang Chen sneered: "What are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chen had already moved again, and his fist went straight out, hitting Yang Xiong.

The billowing true energy exploded and turned into a huge golden fist shadow, carrying an aura of death, crushing towards Yang Xiong.

Not to mention that Yang Xiong was injured, even if he was not injured, it would be impossible to block Jiang Chen's punch.

Seeing Jiang Chen's direct attack, Yang Xiong couldn't help but have a look of despair in his eyes.

The two monks beside Yang Xiong took action immediately. The two flying swords brought out an extremely broad sword light and landed on Jiang Chen's fist shadow almost in no particular order.

The two attacks landed on the fist shadow, making two muffled bangs, but failed to cut the fist shadow away. This made the two people's expressions change greatly. Without thinking, they each stretched out a hand and grabbed it.

Yang Xiong flew back.

Feeling a lightness in his body, Yang Xiong also breathed a sigh of relief involuntarily.

His two classmates finally did not abandon him directly, otherwise, Jiang Chen's punch would have probably turned him into a ball of blood mist.

Because the trajectory of the two people flying back was diagonal, and Jiang Chen's fist shadow would not change direction, the shadow of the fist quickly brushed the arm of one of them and whizzed past, but failed to hurt Yang Xiong and the others.

Just as the three of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief, a soft popping sound was heard not far away.

They quickly looked around and saw a small sword tip appearing between the eyebrows of one of the disciples.

There was still a look of disbelief on the fellow disciple's face, as if he couldn't believe that he had died like this.

It turned out that Jiang Chen took advantage of this guy's attention on Yang Xiong and others, and directly used the magic sword to kill the opponent with one strike.

"Asshole!"

"Boy, you are dead. Not only are you dead, your relatives, friends, and even the people you know will all be destroyed because of this."

"Our Great Sword Sect will definitely not let you go."

"You must not be able to live or die."

Seeing this scene, the remaining three people were immediately filled with jealousy.

One of them, in particular, screamed extremely viciously.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen's eyes could not help but narrow slightly, and then he was too lazy to talk nonsense. The long sword in his hand had already brought out an extremely broad sword light and struck straight at the opponent.

The billowing murderous aura erupted, suddenly appearing like thousands of troops, trying to trample the void and trample everything.

Before the sword light fell, the violent murderous intent was already crushing down, making the monk's complexion turn extremely gray.

He did not draw his sword again, but simply closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

With a "puff" sound, the sword light flew straight through his body, splitting him in half.

Once again, one person was killed, and now only two of the eight members of the Great Sword Sect were left.

One person is Yang Xiong, who has the ninth level of elixir formation.

The other person is at the seventh level of elixir formation and is at the same level as Jiang Chen.

But at this moment, when he looked at Jiang Chen, his eyes were filled with fear.

Jiang Chen didn't seem to take the people of his Great Sword Sect seriously at all, and he immediately killed them as soon as he made a move. In the blink of an eye, six of his eight fellow disciples died, and now only he and Yang Xiong are still alive.

.

He knew that if Jiang Chen continued to take action, he and Yang Xiong might not be spared either.

"Pop!"

At this moment, two bursts of applause sounded, causing him to follow them subconsciously.

Then he saw Luo Qingcheng slowly walking over, lowering his hand slightly, with a smile on his face, and said to Jiang Chen: "Originally, I had no interest in you at all. If someone from the Xiaoyao Sect hadn't asked me to kill you,

Maybe I don’t even know you are a person.”

"Now I am very interested in you."

"A person with the seventh level of pill formation can easily crush the monks who are in the later stage of pill formation. Not bad, not bad, really good!"

As he spoke, Luo Qingcheng clapped again.

Seeing Luo Qingcheng standing up, Yang Xiong and the monk at the seventh level of alchemy both looked overjoyed.

If Luo Qingcheng is willing to take action, he might be able to defeat Jiang Chen or even kill him. In this way, they don't have to worry about Jiang Chen attacking them.

"Who are you?" Jiang Chen looked at Luo Qingcheng and frowned slightly, feeling increasingly angry.

These bastards are really endless!

"My name is Luo Qingcheng. Many people like to call me One Sword Alluring City!" Luo Qingcheng said with a smile: "I'm just not talented. I'm ranked 30th on the Earth Ranking. By the way, I forgot to tell you. The Earth Ranking lists the entire Wuji.

The one thousand most powerful among all the monks under the Nascent Soul on the mainland!"

"A genius from Wuji Continent?" Jiang Chen shook his head: "What's the matter with you? If nothing happens, get out of the way, I'm going to kill someone!"

Hearing this, a cold light flashed in Luo Qingcheng's eyes.

How dare this guy ignore him like this.

Most of the monks in Wuji Continent will immediately become respectful as soon as they hear his name. How can there be anyone like Jiang Chen who doesn't take him seriously at all?

"Arrogant!" Luo Qingcheng said: "I know you are very powerful, but no matter how powerful you are, you will only fall in front of me. I will give you a chance to survive and hand over your soul mark!"

"Looking at your good talent, if you are willing to hand over the soul mark, I will definitely cultivate you vigorously. It is not impossible for you to become a great monk in the divine transformation stage in the future."

Luo Qingcheng said, looking at Jiang Chen with a proud face.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh, and then said coldly: "You, a monk with perfect elixir formation, want to conquer me?"

"It seems that you won't shed tears without seeing the coffin!" Luo Qingcheng was not surprised, and said calmly: "In that case, I will beat you until you hand over the soul mark."

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Qingcheng immediately moved.

As soon as he took a step forward, there was a roar, and sword rays burst out from his body, making a hissing sound in the air.
Chapter completed!