Heaven-law Supreme System

"Knocked Wind!"

"Spiral cut!"

"Blizzard!"

"Three stacks of sandstorms!"

Chu Xuan didn't use his hands either. He quietly watched these guys perform their own stunts, and saw their movements clearly through their spiritual sense, and kept deducing in his heart that these martial arts were of little use to him.

There are even more loopholes in Chu Xuan's eyes, but Chu Xuan needs to create these fusions and leave more martial arts to pass on to his disciples.

This will allow these ninjas to live a few more seconds, otherwise they would have slapped them to death.

Don't bear it, the martial arts of these ninjas are not bad, at least they are very powerful.

Chu Xuan was now being enveloped by the blizzard of yellow sand that was transformed by the True Essence, and the invisible and colorless mental power mixed with the drill-like sword aura was slashing towards Chu Xuan.

Coupled with the howling of the wind, there was chaos within five meters of Chu Xuan's body.

After a few seconds of deduction, after everything became clear to his heart, Chu Xuan didn't wait any longer. He brazenly shot and dropped several palm thunders against the seemingly empty night.

Noisy! Puff! Click!

The ten figures all showed their original form from the night, and fell heavily to the ground. Everyone had a five-colored thunder flowing, and the ninja’s night clothes were all turned into ashes. They were even more revealed in Chu Xuan’s vision. On the ground the ghosts cried and howled the wolf.

A barbecue-like smell was lost in the air, and the ninja landed, and the majestic scene just now disappeared invisible, as if it had never happened.

Chu Xuan didn't use palm thunder to kill them, just to torture them a bit and then smash them with a punch.

"How is it possible, how do you know where we are?"

"Impossible, how can our void technique be so easy to see through?"

The ninjas faced Chu Xuan incredibly hard, and they were already terrified.

They could believe that Chu Xuan would let him go, even if Chu Xuan let him go, it would be finished.

Looking at the black ninja with dry and cracked skin and traces of blood spilling, Chu Xuan said indifferently: "Little carving skills, dare to call the void art? Do you know what the rules of space are? It's ridiculous."

Chu Xuan ridiculed, some ninja screamed, disappeared in place, and slashed towards Chu Xuan with a knife.

boom!

Chu Xuan was not welcome, and punched into the night, the immersed space rippled, and then the blood mist filled, and the man could not even leave a trace of scum.

Seeing that their comrades were killed, the other ninjas were also aroused by ambitions and shouted: "Peach, here." They were all buried in the night and swung their swords at Chu Xuan.

Even if he died, he would leave traces on Chu Xuan's body. This is what the ninjas thought, and they are worthy of being brainwashed by the brain-depleted warrior culture.

Bang bang bang...

Chu Xuan was not polite, punching one after another, hitting one punch, and killing eight ninjas with eight consecutive punches, leaving one ninja behind.

It's not that he wants to stay alive, but that he needs to ask the messenger behind the scenes.

"Please don't kill me." Chu Xuan stretched out his hand to probe into the night, grabbed a figure, and his five fingers grasped the back of the opponent.

Seeing his comrade-in-arms being "brutally" killed by Chu Xuan, a heart-wrenching pain came from his back. He couldn't even use any strength, and he was so scared that the only surviving ninja was crying and begging for mercy.

Chu Xuan sounded like ice, and asked, "Say, who sent you here? If you say it, I will keep you a complete body. If you don't say it, I will tell you that life is better than death."