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Chapter five hundred and fortieth shot

After leaving Cuixia Peak, Chen Hai rushed straight to the main peak of the sect, where Ouyang Ming and others fought against the Tianhuang Demon Sect.

Of course, it is definitely inevitable to kill a few blind devils along the way.

Unfortunately, after arriving here, he couldn't tell the difference between friend and foe.

After all, he, a bloodthirsty sect guest minister, had only been in the sect for ten or twenty days, and during this period, he had been staying in Ye Qingqing's Cave Mansion, engaging in friendly discussions with her.

Not to mention the senior officials of the sect, he seemed to have no clue about the surname of the sect leader.

It was precisely for this reason that after arriving at the top of the main peak and looking at Gui Wuya and others sitting or lying down, he asked this question.

"Who is this? A guest of the sect? He is not in the sect and is fighting against the intruders from the Tianhuang Demon Sect. What is he doing here?"

"There are many Keqings in the Keqing Hall, but only a few are strong. If you have the air control realm, you are already the top powerhouse among them. What does this guy want to do when he appears here? Is he looking for death?"

"You can't even tell the difference between friend and foe. You don't even know the leader of your sect. How come all the guests and ministers in your sect are like this?"



Full of doubts, Gui Wuya and others looked at each other.

As for the questions raised by Chen Hai, they automatically ignored them.

After all, in their opinion, a mere guest from a sect who mistakenly breaks into the main peak for whatever reason will not have any impact on the situation of the battle except for one more person who will die.

Seeing that Gui Wuya ignored him, Chen Hai was very unhappy and snorted softly.

He raised his head and looked towards the sky: "Hey, there are actually acquaintances..."

His eyes fell on Ouyang Ming, who was suppressed by Sun Jitian's Yuanci Black Peak.

He was deeply impressed by this old man. Ten or twenty days ago, when he just came out of seclusion, the two of them had a little discussion.

With the power of a hair, Chen Hai beat him until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

It didn't take long, and he didn't have amnesia, so he wouldn't forget it.

That's why, when he first arrived at the top of the main peak, Chen Hai didn't recognize him at first sight.

The main reason is that when Ouyang Ming manifested his true form, nearly half of the blood cloud he transformed into was wiped out by Sun Jitian's Yuan Magnetic Power.

Now, he was suppressed and could not maintain his true form. After manifesting his true form, his flesh and blood shriveled, and his whole body became thinner.

When Chen Hai met this old man for the first time, he could clearly feel his protectiveness towards Ye Qingqing.

There is no doubt that he represents the Bloodthirsty Sect, and he must be one of our own.

"What I can't stand the most is a weakling with average strength flying in the sky, looking down on me with a condescending look."

"It turned into a black mountain and floated in the sky. Isn't it awesome?"

"Get down here..."

Now that he has clearly distinguished between ourselves and the enemy, Chen Hai naturally does not hesitate anymore.

Looking directly at Sun Jitian who had turned into a black mountain, he roared softly, stretched out his big hand, and grabbed the void.

In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and countless wind and clouds gathered together and turned into a giant hand covering the sky. Then with a gentle squeeze, the Yuanci Black Mountain that Sun Jitian had transformed into was grasped in his hand.

"Ahhhhhh..."

"A true demon-level powerhouse is definitely a true demon-level powerhouse."

"How come there is such a terrifying figure hidden inside the Bloodthirsty Sect's mountain gate?"

"I'm not willing to die here..."

Sun Jitian naturally saw Chen Hai's arrival.

However, Chen Hai, who was wearing a dusty standard robe, felt that his status in the Bloodthirsty Sect was definitely not that high.

Such a person would not be able to get into Sun Jitian's eyes at all, so how could he take it to heart.

When Chen Hai actually took action, Sun Jitian was actually alert. Unfortunately, at this time, it was already too late for him to react.

As soon as the giant hand covering the sky came out, an extremely terrifying invisible pressure had already locked him in place.

Except for being able to move his mouth and roar a few times, it was extremely difficult for him to move his body. He watched helplessly as the giant hand picked him up like a chicken.

Then, those two fingers pinched, and a sharp pain was transmitted to Sun Jitian's mind. His vision went dark and he completely lost consciousness.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Elder Sun has survived seven thunder tribulations. How could he not be able to block even one move from that person?"

"False, this is definitely fake. Someone must have cast a spell, which affected my perception and caused me to hallucinate."

"The Bloodthirsty Sect wants to hide such a powerful person. They can walk sideways in the Western Man Mountains. How can they be like now, living in a corner and occupying this small piece of territory."



The moment the giant hand covering the sky appeared, the remaining Nine Realms Thunder Tribulation of Tianhuang Demon Sect deliberately slowed down their attack speed and turned their attention here.

After all, there were four of them, and on the Bloodthirsty Sect side, after Zhong Wuxue died, only Zhao Wushen and Li Wutu were left.

Four against two, it was only a matter of time before the Bloodthirsty Sect and the two people were defeated. The Thunder Tribulation of the Tianhuang Demon Sect had no pressure at all.

After all, in terms of numbers, they already have an absolute advantage, not to mention that their level of strength is higher than that of Zhao Wushen and others.

At this moment, when I saw Sun Jitian being carried away by that big hand, and then grabbed by the young man who suddenly appeared below, he was then thrown to his feet like he was throwing away garbage.

Their faces were full of disbelief, and the expressions of several people changed drastically.

There was even a guy among them who was so convinced that he was hallucinating that he slapped himself several times without saying a word, preparing to wake himself up.

"Who is this person? There is such a terrifying and powerful person hidden among our sect's guests..."

Sun Jitian was gone, so Ouyang Ming, who was suppressed by him, naturally got out of the predicament immediately and regained his freedom.

At this moment, he was dumbfounded on the spot. Even the remaining Nine Realm Thunder Tribulation members from the Tianhuang Demon Sect had no time to take care of them.

Perhaps, until now, he still finds it hard to believe that Sun Jitian, who was extremely powerful and tortured him miserably, was unexpectedly grabbed from the sky by a guest in his sect.

Of course, it's not just him.

Gui Wuya and others on the top of the peak were also speechless, with disbelief on their faces. They could easily stuff two boiled eggs into their wide-open mouths without any difficulty at all.

As for Chen Hai, after he captured Sun Jitian from the sky, he was familiar with the methods and searched his body.

"Storage bag? This guy has a lot of money..." When he found a palm-sized bag from Sun Jitian, he felt something and felt happy.

It would take some time to remove the imprint of the original owner contained in the storage bag. Chen Hai could not check the contents inside, so he could only temporarily put them in his trouser pocket.

After doing all this, he slapped the unconscious Sun Jitian on the forehead, smashing his head to pieces.

Just now, when he captured Sun Jitian from the sky, Chen Hai was able to crush him to death.

The reason why he didn't do this was because he was worried that he might accidentally crush something on Sun Jitian.

Now, Sun Jitian's body has been searched by himself, and the storage bags found on him have been put into his pockets.

Since there is no more oil or water to loot, if we don't kill them, why don't we still wait for the New Year?

As for whether Ouyang Minggui Wuya and other senior officials of the Bloodthirsty Sect would have any objections to Sun Jitian's death, Chen Hai didn't take it to heart, nor did he even think about asking them for their opinions.

After all, this is not a society governed by the rule of law. In a world where the jungle prevails, the weak have no human rights at all.

Chen Hai has done his best to be able to help them.

Asking him to obey the orders of people like the Bloodthirsty Sect? Don't even think about it, this is simply impossible.

"If you just grab anyone, you can find a storage bag. Are all the people of the Tianhuang Demon Sect so wealthy?"

Chen Hai, who had just beaten Sun Jitian to death, his eyes flickered as he looked at the remaining Nine Realms Thunder Tribulation of the Tianhuang Demon Sect on the horizon.


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