Three days before the end of rebirth

The proud man of heaven!?

When everyone heard these four words, their eyes trembled.

Just because the last person who was called Heaven's Proud One by Chen Xinglie was Guang Zhengping. He was lying in the rain and was already cold.

A feeling of sadness spread rapidly throughout the house.

Thousands of people were silent.

Even Guang Zhengping was...

Kill instantly with one sword!

These Qingyang Sect inner disciples know very well how strong Guang Zhengping is.

In the world of martial arts, the strong are respected.

In the Demonic Sect, it is the last word to have a big fist.

Most of the inner disciples of the Qingyang Sect can only control a small section of the street. Only Guang Zhengping, as an inner disciple, is in charge of the entire prosperous Xiangdong Street. If Guang Zhengping had not been outstanding in strength, how could he have suppressed it?

Those dozens of rebellious inner disciples in Xiangdong Street?

In terms of cultivation, Guang Zhengping, who has cultivated to the twelfth level of the Pulse Opening Realm, is not as good as Cang Xuan, who is only half a step away from breaking through to the Burning Body Realm.

However, Guang Zhengping's strength is superior to Cang Xuan's. Otherwise, how could Guang Zhengping command Cang Xuan to run errands for him?

When fighting between life and death, cultivation is only a part of the strength, but it is not equal to the entire strength.

But even though Guang Zhengping's strength was higher than Cang Xuan's, there was no difference in their endings. They were both killed instantly by Chen Xinglie's sword.

There is also no way to fight back!

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and found that everyone's eyes were trembling and their faces were pale.

How to fight this?

Rush forward and die?

Most of the morale and people's hearts that had been gathered together after making an alliance with blood and drinking blood wine were mostly dissipated in this moment.

Everyone is in danger!

Chen Xinglie only used one step and one sword to make thousands of people in the mansion become timid before fighting!

The rain was heavy.

Chen Xinglie stood among thousands of people, holding a sword, and his piercing eyes swept through the surrounding crowd, and finally fixed on Lan Zetian.

Among the thousands of people, Lan Zetian has the highest strength.

Chen Xinglie raised his big sword...

The blade of the sword is shining brightly, pointing directly at Lan Zetian.

This scene frightened the inner disciples around Lan Zetian so much that their eyes trembled and they all retreated to the left and right sides, not daring to face the sword in Chen Xinglie's hand.

There was no one within ten steps of Lan Zetian.

Damn rebellious guy!

At the critical moment, no one can be trusted.

Lan Zetian had already discussed with Guang Zhengping to use the group of Qingyang Sect disciples in the mansion as cannon fodder. Unfortunately, although this plan was good, Chen Xinglie took the initiative to kill Guang Zhengping and establish his authority by killing Lan Zetian.

The plan was completely ruined.

Demonic disciples never know how to write the word loyalty.

Lan Zetian became a loner in an instant. He was so angry that he felt chills all over. He also felt that the blade of the sword in Chen Xinglie's hand was shining and dazzling, which made people shudder. Even the rain falling on his body was like ice, freezing to the bone and soaking his scalp.

numb.

"kill!"

Lan Zetian shouted loudly, his voice was stimulated by the energy and blood of the Burning Body Realm, and roared out, making people's ears numb.

With this loud shout, Lan Zetian not only emboldened himself, but also wanted to wake up everyone in the house, so he immediately roared loudly.

"Chen Xinglie's strength is so great that it far exceeds our expectations! If he defeats them one by one, everyone present will die!"

"If even I, a true disciple, dies in the hands of Chen Xinglie, with your strength, who can stop Chen Xinglie?"

"You can only survive if you all follow me and charge together, work together, gather everyone's strength, and work together to kill Chen Xinglie!"

"My lips are dead and my teeth are cold!"

Lan Zetian shouted loudly and was very seductive.

Long before Lan Zetian yelled out the four words "lips are dead and teeth are cold", most of the inner disciples had already walked over and gathered around Lan Zetian.

Only two brothers, Zhen Yingxiong and Zhen Yingxiong, quietly retreated into the distance.

"Junior brothers!"

Lan Zetian looked at the inner disciples around him and felt that he was much more confident. He held up the cold iron folding fan, pointed at Chen Xinglie in front of him, and shouted: "Kill him after me, break his body into thousands of pieces, crush his bones and scatter ashes!"

Having said that, Lan Zetian strode forward.

Hundreds of inner disciples followed closely behind Lan Zetian and swarmed up.

Boom!

There was a thunder in the sky, and the rain suddenly became heavier.

Chen Xinglie looked at the Qingyang Sect disciples who were rushing over, with a faint smile on his lips.

Well done!

The reason why Chen Xinglie never made a move against Lan Zetian was because he was waiting for these people to gather together.

If they rush up one by one and fight, Chen Xinglie can only kill one person with a single slash of his sword.

To kill a thousand people, use a thousand swords.

The Void Condensing Sword Technique extremely consumes energy and blood!

Chen Xinglie used the Void Condensing Sword Technique to attack and kill Guang Zhengping. With just one step, a full tenth of his martial arts energy and blood was consumed.

Even after breaking through the door with one sword, Chen Xinglie swallowed a qi-replenishing pill and his martial arts energy and blood were rapidly recovering, but he still couldn't kill a thousand swords.

Thinking back to the time when Chen Xinglie killed Yue Changfeng in the Feihong Sect with one full-strength sword, not only was the martial arts energy and blood completely consumed, but even less than half of the blood in the body was evaporated, resulting in excessive blood loss and all over the body.

Fatigue...

This incident is still fresh in Chen Xinglie's memory.

A lesson learned from the past!

Chen Xinglie wanted to let this group of people swarm forward. In this way, killing the enemy was like cutting wheat, and the sword blade swept away a large area.

Zheng!

The sword roared.

The great sword radiated hundreds of meters of dazzling light, illuminating the surrounding area in a brilliant white. Even the thunder and lightning shining in the rain were dimmed by this sword.

Chen Xinglie took one step forward and disappeared. While everyone could not see his figure clearly, he took out a handful of healing pills. He had no time to count how many pills there were and ate them all in his mouth.

Chen Xinglie ducked and came three steps in front of Lan Zetian, swung his sword and slashed...

Over Donggang, the sword shines brightly.

Before Lan Zetian could take action, he was instantly killed. The cold iron folding fan in his hand was neatly broken into two sections and fell to the ground with a clatter.

After the big sword killed Lan Zetian, the sword kept moving and swept across.

Twenty or thirty of the group of inner disciples following Lan Zetian fell in an instant.

Boom!

There was a crashing sound.

The trees, pavilions, and railings that were swept by the sword light were all broken and collapsed to the ground.

This sword is so terrifying!

Not only did he kill Lan Zetian, he also beheaded twenty or thirty inner disciples, and even the buildings in the mansion were chopped off with one sword.

The number of inner disciples in the mansion was less than one hundred, and all of them had frightened eyes and trembling all over.

How to resist this sword force that sweeps through thousands of armies?

Even if there are thousands of soldiers and horses, the imperial army cannot stop it!

Everyone was too timid to look at Chen Xinglie.

"Run!"

Suddenly, a panicked roar sounded.

Everyone fled in a hurry, like a bereaved dog.

pity……

Can you escape?

Chen Xinglie pointed his sword at everyone, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his tone was as cold as frost, saying: "Everyone, when you bullied me and humiliated me, did you ever think about today?"

The hilt of the great sword became increasingly warm.

Chen Xinglie vaguely felt that perhaps the opportunity for Da Bao Jian to grow was right in front of him.

Kill the enemy today!

Chen Xinglie's eyes were cold, he swallowed the Qi-Building Pill in his mouth, took one step forward, and the next moment, he appeared in the densest place of the crowd and swept across with his sword.

More than ten people died on the spot.

Chen Xinglie felt the fragrance of the elixir remaining in his mouth, and felt martial arts energy and blood pouring out of his Dantian.

It is indeed a Qi-boosting pill given by the beautiful girl in the system!

The medicine works great!

It is really a must-have medicine for home travel, murder and arson.

kill!

Chen Xinglie's figure kept flashing in the mansion.

The inner disciples who fled in panic fell one by one.

Chen Xinglie soon felt that something was wrong and found that the escape speed of these inner disciples seemed to be much slower than he expected.

Could it be that he was so frightened that his legs and feet were too weak to run?

wrong!

People who are evil heretics always run away when they see something is wrong. This is the most basic business quality of evil disciples.

How come these Qingyang Sect inner disciples can’t even run for their lives?

What a miscalculation!

I made a miscalculation this time!

Taigao looked at this group of Qingyang Sect disciples and had taken too many Qi-Building Pills in advance. He did not expect that these inner sect disciples were actually a group of rats, killing them effortlessly, even chasing down fleeing enemies with such ease.

So here comes the question...

How should I release the billowing Qi and blood generated by the explosion of medicinal power in my body?

If you don't release it, I'm afraid it will burst with energy and blood!

Chen Xinglie's eyes narrowed, and he raised his sword to pursue...

Wow!

The rain kept coming.

Chen Xinglie held a big sword in his hand and cut down the last inner disciple who escaped. Then he lowered the edge of the sword and looked around.

The house was silent except for the sound of rain.

More than a thousand outer sect disciples knelt on the ground, knowing that even running away was useless. The group of inner sect disciples lying on the ground were role models. Instead of being chased to death, it was better to kneel down and beg for mercy, to beg for a way out.

Zhen Yingxiong and Zhen Yingxiong stood in the distance, whispering.

"Second brother! Steady, steady, our wave is steady!"

"Brother is right! Junior brother Chen is so powerful. With one man and one sword, he can sweep through thousands of armies and kill everyone including Lan Zetian, Guang Zhengping and others. He is truly a role model for our generation."

"Second brother! We are going to get rich! The more Junior Brother Chen kills, the higher the odds will be. It is best to kill all these outer disciples who are kneeling down to beg for mercy, so that the odds will reach the peak.

He has reached the pinnacle of his life."

"If it hadn't been for my eldest brother's clever calculation and poisoning in the wine of blood alliance, I'm afraid..."

"Shut up! I'm telling you, if anyone finds out that you and my brother are manipulating the gambling situation, not only will we not get back a tael of silver, but we will also be hunted down. This matter must be buried in our stomachs and not mentioned again!"

"Brother is right."

"Second brother, at this time, we must hug Junior Brother Chen's lap tightly. Only Junior Brother Chen is willing to let us hang out with him and borrow Junior Brother Chen's prestige, and we can earn a lot of money from the gambling game.

Into our pockets.”

"Brother is wise!"

The two brothers whispered in a low voice and strode towards Chen Xinglie, walking like a dragon and a tiger, majestic.

Chen Xinglie's eyes narrowed.

The two of them are so powerful, are they going to fight to the death?

Since the two of them had gone to the restaurant to report the news in advance, Chen Xinglie spared no effort and prepared to circumvent their lives.

Chen Xinglie looked at the big sword in his hand, with murderous intent emerging in his eyes, and thought: "These two people are extremely arrogant, and they think it is a shame to join forces with others, so they waited until all the other inner disciples were dead.

Are you going to fight again?"

But what happened next was unexpected by Chen Xinglie.

Plop!

The two brothers knelt down directly.

Zhen Yingxiong was the first to speak and said: "Congratulations to Junior Brother Chen, congratulations to Junior Brother Chen. You will avenge your shame in one battle and kill everyone. In the future, you will definitely sweep the world and become a martial artist for generations to come!"

Zhen Haojie shouted: "Long live Junior Brother Chen, long live long live..."

Zhen Yingxiong added: "After Guang Zhengping's death, the entire Xiangdong Street was left unattended and no one collected management fees. Someone needs to help Junior Brother Chen do this kind of thing. We two brothers are willing to share the worries of Junior Brother Chen, and we will do everything we can to help him...

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Zhen Junjie quickly echoed: "I am willing to do my best!"

The two brothers knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times. You said something to me.

The murderous intent in Chen Xinglie's eyes gradually dissipated, but he was too lazy to pay attention to the pair of rebellious young men, because at this time, the voice of the beautiful girl from the system appeared.

"bite!"

"Congratulations to the host, for completing the hidden mission 'One against a thousand', killing hundreds of people, surrendering two inner disciples, and thousands of outer disciples."

"The host has gained a talent: the bravery of the big devil."

"The host triggers the follow-up mission: Qingyun Buwu."

"How can there be no monsters under the big BOSS? The big devil will conquer the world and sweep across the world. How can he be alone?"

…

The bravery of the big devil!

The name of this talent is only two words different from the big devil's majesty.

There is definitely a problem!

Chen Xinglie was a little panicked and immediately opened the attribute panel and stared at the talent column.

The bravery of the big devil: When you launch a charge, if you yell, the enemy may be so frightened that they urinate involuntarily!

This talent...

Simply heartless!

Chen Xinglie was confused.

Zhen Yingxiong knelt on the ground and saw that Chen Xinglie was expressionless and silent for a long time. He couldn't help but think of the scene where Chen Xinglie was killing everyone just now. He was so frightened that he said tremblingly: "Chen...Junior brother Chen, please...please, please.

Just accept us. From now on, if Junior Brother Chen makes us drink urine, we will never dare to eat shit!"

Zhen Junjie quickly expressed his loyalty and said: "We will definitely be loyal, go up the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire, and never frown!"

The two brothers were afraid that Chen Xinglie would not accept them.

Without a strong backer, it would be difficult to get back the money won this time because the amount is too huge.

The two brothers knelt on the ground, looked up at Chen Xinglie, and looked forward to it. They were afraid that this time, Chen Xinglie would tell them to get out like he did in the restaurant last time.

finally……

Chen Xinglie nodded, suppressing the surging energy and blood in his body, and held back his murderous intention for the time being.

The two brothers were full of surprise and hurriedly knelt down and saluted.

With these two brothers taking the lead, the outer disciples kneeling around them immediately found an example, and each one shouted loudly that they wanted to join Chen Xinglie.

Zhen Yingxiong suddenly stood up, pointed at the outer disciples, and shouted: "Stop! Who do you think you are? Do you deserve it?"

Zhen Junjie stood behind Chen Xinglie and asked in a low voice: "Junior Brother Chen, what should we do with these people? Do you want us brothers to take action and kill them all?"

The two of them took advantage of Chen Xinglie's presence here, pretending to be powerful and not paying attention to the thousands of people around them. They frightened everyone into a panic, fearing that Chen Xinglie would say that he would kill them all.

"Take it."

Chen Xinglie's tone was calm.

To complete the mission of Qingyun Buwu, you need to recruit mobs.

Now is the time to employ people.

Normally, those brave men who form groups to farm BOSS with explosive equipment, and knights who slay monsters and monsters, before they actually meet the big BOSS and the big devil, they first have to face these little monsters.

They're all just cannon fodder.

In Chen Xinglie's view, brothers Zhen Yingxiong and Zhen Haojie are not much different from these outer disciples.

Bang bang bang...

There was a burst of loud applause in the rain.

This was because someone was applauding with martial arts energy and blood, so the applause roared and suppressed the sound of the rain.

"It's really wonderful! It's a pity that it's not our own method!"

The one who came was Huai Lingbo, the elder of Qingyang Sect.

Although she was applauding and praising her, her eyes were cold and her voice was stern as she said: "Chen Xinglie, you privately practiced a method that did not belong to the Qingyang Sect and massacred the disciples of our sect... You deceived your master and destroyed your ancestors, and betrayed our sect. What crime should you have committed?

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