Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

As these exclamations fell, everyone raised their heads and looked into the void.

Zhang Yue also stopped what he was doing, frowned slightly, and said to himself that it was really annoying, how dare he ruin his own good deeds.

The girl also opened her eyes and looked at the figure flying in the void, with envy on her pretty face.

Under everyone's gaze, when the figure approached the Zhenwu Sect's headquarters, it paused slightly, and then gradually landed.

At this moment, everyone saw clearly what this figure looked like.

Dressed in white, with a hunting sound, his delicate face is not very handsome, but has sharp edges and corners.

His starry eyes are like diamonds, as deep as the starry sky, and his hair is as black as pen and ink.

He put his hands behind his back and raised his eyes slightly. Although he was just standing there calmly, it gave people the feeling of a sharp sword being drawn out of its sheath, as if it were soaring into the sky.

"So handsome..."

The girl standing in front of Zhang Yue had a look of obsession in her eyes. Not only her, but also many girls standing in the crowd who wanted to join the Zhenwu Sect had bright faces.

"Hmph, it's just Dragon Vein Realm!"

After Zhang Yue felt the aura of this figure, he immediately snorted coldly, "Your Excellency came to Zhenwu Sect so arrogantly. Could it be that you also want to join?"

After hearing this, the figure took a look.

This glance was like a flood. After looking at Zhang Yue, Zhang Yue felt a huge shock all over his body, as if he had been struck by lightning!

"What kind of look is this? He's just in the Dragon Vein realm, how can he have such a look?" Zhang Yue's face turned pale.

"call out!"

At this moment, the figure in white suddenly drew his sword and struck Zhang Yue lightly.

"Wow!"

Immediately, the sword light shot out into the sky, mixed with terrifying coercion and majestic momentum, as if the fall of the sword light was the fall of a big mountain!

"what are you up to?!"

Zhang Yue's expression changed. Not only him, but all the people in the Zhenwu Sect also changed their expressions!

"Bold, dare to take action before my Zhenwu Sect is stationed?"

"Are you seeking death?"

"Bastard, do you know where this place is?"

Loud shouts came from the mouths of the Zhenwu Sect disciples, and everyone else looked at this scene with disbelief.

Does anyone dare to take action before Zhenwu Zong?

However, the figure seemed not to hear it, and the sword light was faster, heading straight for Zhang Yue and landing on his head.

At this moment, Zhang Yue's face changed drastically, and the dragon energy all over his body immediately burst out. When he retreated, he even slapped several palms in succession, trying to stop him.

"Boom boom boom!"

However, the palm he slapped was like paper under the light of the sword. If it was hit, it would inevitably collapse!

"no no……"

Seeing the sword light falling, Zhang Yue's face turned pale and his heart was filled with despair.

He almost used his fastest speed, but the speed of the sword light was even faster, and he couldn't escape at all!

"Pfft!"

At a certain moment, the sword light fell from Zhang Yue's head, shattering his dragon energy and splitting his body in half with one strike!

"hiss!!"

There was a gasp, and everyone's eyes widened.

"You actually dare to kill someone before Zhenwu Zong...and the person you kill is a disciple of Zhenwu Zong!"

"What is the identity of this person? The Zhenwu Sect took action just before and gave the Tushen Pavilion's sharpness a hard blow, letting everyone know that the Zhenwu Sect is the overlord of Yunyang County. Could it be that this person is not Yunyang County? Isn’t it possible?”

"It should be the case. It's just the Dragon Vein Realm. Even if you don't have any experience, you should know the position of the Zhenwu Sect in Yunyang County."

"I don't think so. This person in the Dragon Vein Realm is able to directly kill a Dragon Blood Realm without any ability to fight back. His cultivation must be hidden."

"call out!"

While they were talking, the white-clothed figure was struck with another knife.

The faces of Wang Qun, who was working with Zhang Yue, changed greatly. Although they tried their best, they were still split in half.

Immediately afterwards, the third knife fell, and another person died!

There was complete silence in front of the entire Zhenwu Sect gate.

This white-clothed figure killed three people in a row, and they were all disciples of the Zhenwu Sect. No matter how stupid you are, you can tell that the former came to the Zhenwu Sect!

"Who is your Excellency? Do you dare to reveal your identity?"

A middle-aged man walked from the front with a gloomy face. He was wearing the clothes of an inner disciple. He was obviously a captain guarding the sect's station.

To his words, the figure in white seemed not to hear, sheathed the long knife in his hand, and then waved his palm.

"Wow!"

With this wave, a strong wind suddenly appeared.

The strange thing is that this strong wind did not affect the crowd, but only affected the Zhenwu Sect disciples!

As long as there are disciples of the Zhenwu Sect, there will be such strong winds.

"ah!"

At a certain moment, screams suddenly came, and a disciple of the Zhenwu Sect was seen with his clothes torn to pieces, and countless wounds appeared on his body. As for who hurt him, he didn't find out at all.

Around him, there were also bursts of howling wind. The sound of the wind was not too loud, but it was filled with amazing wind blades. These wind gods were like sharp knives, invisible and caught people off guard!

Under the gaze of countless people, the Zhenwu Sect disciple was tortured to death while screaming.

The same is true for others, including the middle-aged man, but all the disciples standing outside the Zhenwu Sect's headquarters have had their flesh and blood cut off by the wind blade, leaving only a skeleton with a little blood. .

Their eyes were wide open, and until the moment of death, they did not understand how they died.

A smell of blood filled the air, and those who originally thought about joining Zhenwu Sect quickly retreated, for fear of provoking the figure in white who looked like a god of murder.

And this white-clothed figure, after killing those Zhenwu Sect disciples, did not hesitate at all, stepped lightly on the ground, and the figure flew up again.

"Are you leaving?"

Many eyes were watching him, secretly guessing in their hearts, how did the Zhenwu Sect offend this person?

At this moment, the figure in white seemed to have remembered something. He paused slightly, turned around, and suddenly waved his palm, and a large flag appeared in the sky.

The flag was dark red, as if soaked in countless blood. The moment they saw the flag, many people below seemed to see countless corpses.

He threw the big flag out, and it seemed to be filled with astonishing force. The big flag suddenly stabbed down, like a long sword, and stuck on the plaque with the three characters of 'Zhen Wuzong' engraved with a clang.

"Bang!"

The plaque was directly shattered, and the big flag was stuck straight on it. The three big characters floating on it made everyone's mouths twitch violently.

Tu Shen Pavilion!

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