Fang Lei looked at Xiang Chen in horror and shouted: "Don't come over, don't come over!"
Xiang Chen came up with a knife and said coldly: "When you are willing to become someone else's pawn, when you raise your knife and swing it at my head, you should be prepared to die. Fang Lei, take your life!"
Bang!
Xiang Chen stepped forward, stepped forward, and then struck down with his sword.
"No!!"
Fang Lei roared sadly, his pupils dilated, watching the knife strike.
Phew!
When the knife fell, the whole person was split into two halves.
The body is destroyed!
"Tang Yu, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"
Whoa, a ray of light flew out, and the two-inch soul baby escaped from the body and screamed.
"Ghost? Hehe, I'm sorry, I am the master of demons and ghosts. You can't even become a ghost!"
Xiang Chen sneered, his palm turned into a whirlpool, and an astonishing devouring power erupted.
Whoosh!
"Ah!!" The Soul Infant screamed, and after escaping for several thousand meters, it was swept away by a terrifying devouring force, and then was directly sucked back into Xiang Chen's body.
The silly fish soul swallowed it up in one gulp and was refined into streams of soul power to nourish Xiang Chen's soul.
There was a booming sound in the spiritual sea, and Xiang Chen's soul power surged, reaching the fifth level of a powerful person in the eternal realm!
"Fang Lei, dead!"
"Fang Lei, who ranked among the top thirty in the sect, died like this?"
"This guy is so cruel. He beats the elders and kills the core. It's so cruel."
"You must never offend this lunatic and the people around him in the future."
Countless disciples looked at this scene with chills in their hearts.
"Well done!"
Yue Pengyun and others roared excitedly.
Xiang Chen took away the man's belongings, and then his body was directly devoured by the Sky-Swallowing Evil Vine.
"Go, go, go back and report to my elder brother!"
Meng Ziqi was so frightened that his body trembled, and then he screamed and led a group of frightened Mengtang troops to run for their lives.
"This guy can't be treated like a new disciple."
Lu Fusheng, Li Jianxuan and others looked gloomy.
"Your Highness, this is a person who has the luck of the Nine Dragons. He has the protection of heaven." Princess Xuanji sighed.
Ji Wushuang's expression was grim: "I must take away his luck!"
Is there protection from heaven? After hearing this, Xiang Chen will probably yell, "Protect your uncle, if heaven doesn't let me wear small shoes, I will burn incense. Have you ever seen a protector from heaven who is struck by lightning from time to time?"
After the corpses were cleaned up, Xiang Ergou collected the Longque Demon Sword and prepared to leave without saying a word.
Today can be regarded as a warning to the monkeys. After today, anyone who dares to do evil to the people around him will have to think twice.
"Senior brother, thank you." Xilin came over with red eyes, feeling grateful and sad at the same time.
"Don't cry. Amo is still fine. I have revived him. Please take him back to Chilian Mountain."
In Xiang Chen's arms, Amo's body appeared, and his head had been attached. In the universe space, Xiang Chen had already attached his head.
"Amo!" Xi Lin was pleasantly surprised and hugged Amo quickly, looking at Xiang Chen in disbelief.
"Go." Xiang Chen smiled lightly.
"Thank you, senior brother. I'll thank you on behalf of Amo."
Xilin hugged Amo and knelt down to salute, then flew to Chilian Mountain with Amo.
"Haha, Brother Tang, you were so domineering just now."
Yue Pengyun and others came around and said excitedly.
"How did you defeat Elder Xiao He?" Yue Ying looked at him with wide eyes, seeking the answer.
"I couldn't beat him. He suddenly fainted in front of me. Maybe he was old and had high blood pressure. He was so angry that he fainted due to brain congestion." Xiang Chen started talking nonsense again.
Yue Ying rolled her eyes when she heard this. Only a ghost would believe you.
"Xiang Chen!!"
At this time, a violent sound came from afar.
Elder Xiao He, who was beaten with a bruised nose and face, had a big bump flying over his head.
His face was swollen like a pig's head, his hair was disheveled and he was extremely messy, and he came at me with a huge amount of magic power.
"If you dare to treat the elder like this, I will kill you!"
Xiao He roared, and rushed towards Xiang Chen with a huge amount of magic power, revealing his murderous intent.
He was so humiliated today that he was so angry that he couldn't care less about the sect's rules.
"No, how come this old guy recovers so quickly?"
Xiang Chen's expression changed drastically and he was ready to run away.
Clang!
However, this was a black ancient sword that instantly appeared, and a terrifying pressure appeared on Xiao He.
This sword intention and sword energy have transcended the ages!
Xiao He's expression changed drastically. Feeling the sword intent, his whole body instantly restrained his murderous intent.
"Xiao He, enough is enough, how many more jokes do you want to make?"
An old and cold voice came.
"Master of the Palace of Punishment!"
Xiao He quickly cupped his fists and saluted.
More than ten kilometers away, in a main hall, an old man in gray clothes was sitting cross-legged in front of the coffee table, holding a sword in one hand and holding a cup of tea in the other hand.
The Hall of Punishment! The head of the nine halls, in charge of the sect’s discipline and law enforcement departments, and the place where the sect’s disciples talk about it.
"Palace Master!"
Elder Du's expression also changed with shock, and he saluted quickly.
"Kill the core disciples, you know the consequences, don't make mistakes!"
The old man's voice was cold and ruthless. Sweat appeared on Xiao He's forehead, and he cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Lord Xing Palace, for waking me up."
He glanced at Xiang Chen with a spiteful look and said coldly: "Little beast, we are not done with this!"
"Old man, I'm not afraid of you." Xiang Chen responded with a sneer.
"snort!"
He waved his sleeves, cupped his fists and saluted the Master of the Hall of Punishment from afar, and left through the air.
And the black ancient sword also disappeared in an instant.
Xiang Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he was surprised: "Batian Sect is really unfathomable, there are too many hidden bosses."
"Brother Tang, it was the Palace Master of the Palace of Punishment who took action just now."
Yue Pengyun returned to the divine way.
"Listening to their conversation, it should be true. There are so many powerful people in this sect." Xiang Chen nodded and sighed.
"The Lord of the Hall of Punishment is the strongest of the Nine Halls. I heard he is upright and selfless. He does not recognize any relatives but only respects the clan rules," Yue Ying said.
Only recognize the sect rules? Xiang Chen sneered secretly, it depends on who he is dealing with. He is a core disciple, has great influence, has a high status, and has potential for a future. People talk to him about the sect rules.
If he were an outer disciple and Xiao He killed him, no one would fart for him!
The so-called fairness is based on grade and status!
"Brother, you have become famous this time. Haha, you are so excited. How about a drink?" Yue Pengyun said with a smile.
"No, I still have something to do, Lao Yue. If I kill a core, there will be an extra core vacancy. You have to fight for it."
Xiang Chen looked at Yue Pengyun, this guy was still an inner disciple.
"Hey, I'll try my best, not everyone is as evil as you, alas."
Yue Pengyun touched his nose and smiled bitterly, then sighed.
"Come on, I'm optimistic about you. Yingzi, I have something to go."
"Go away and avoid causing more trouble." Yue Ying had a bad temper.
"It's other people who mess with me. What can I do? I'm helpless."
Xiang Chen left here and walked away in the awed eyes of many people.