Violent Dan Zun

  Chapter 1842 Killing and blood staining

  Chen Xuan's figure suddenly became agile, like a drunk drunk who shuttled between these iron armours. As long as he was touched by Chen Xuan's long sword, that person would die.

  It was only a moment. At this time, only the leader of the Iron Armored Army was left still watching Chen Xuan silently. He was just panting, sweating on his forehead. Chen Xuan looked at the fallen corpses, eyes full of mockery.

  "This..." The leader of the Iron Armored Army also did not expect Chen Xuan to be so powerful, to the point of abnormality. His eyes seemed to fall off from his eye sockets at this time.

   Chen Xuan's eyes still had that seemingly non-existent smile, which is more than fifty lives! It was terrifying that this young demon didn't hesitate to take their lives.

"Haha... do you think I killed more than fifty people, very cruel?" Chen Xuan's tone contained a hint of anger, but that hint of anger actually didn't let the Iron Armored Army under his calm at the moment. The leader found out.

  The leader of the Iron Armored Army was so frightened that he trembled and his face paled, and he almost knelt down to Chen Xuan. "Hahaha! It's ridiculous! Is your life worth money?"

  The Iron Armor blushed, and his lips moved slightly without saying a word. "It's not worth it for the Snow Mountain Sect! But the Snow Mountain Sect has destroyed the three people and one family I care about most!"

   "A total of more than two hundred lives!" Chen Xuan's eyes were overwhelmingly bloodthirsty, like a death sickle. But what about you guys? You are like a dog to the Snow Mountain Sect!

  The leader of the armored army just wanted to get angry, but he felt that what Chen Xuan said was true. It seems to be so!

   "Then why should I kill you?" Chen Xuan asked the leader of the armored army with a smile, as if talking to himself but guessing a riddle with the leader of the armored army.

  The leader of the Iron Armored Army also had this question in his heart. Since Chen Xuan and the Snow Mountain Sect have an enemy, why take the lives of these outer disciples out of anger?

   "Because I want to clean up and down the Snow Mountain Sect. If you want to blame, blame you for joining the Snow Mountain Sect at the time! Join such a **** sect without looking at it, shouldn't you die?"

  Chen Xuan said his torture in such a righteous way. The leader of the Iron Armored Army and the pile of corpses lying on the ground never dreamed that they were proud to join the Iron Armored Army, and it actually became the cause of their deaths.

  "There are advantages and disadvantages in this world. Since you can get some great benefits in the name of Snow Mountain Sect. Then you should die for him!"

  Chen Xuan's complexion became cold, and Houjia's blue sword lightly pierced the heart of the leader of the armored army like a silver needle. Then he lost consciousness and fell down.

  Chen Xuan looked at all this indifferently, as if these hundred lives were not what he called one at all. But the endless sadness and heaviness that came under the calmness did not get half relief because of the blood.

   "So courageous, dare to challenge the authority of the Snow Mountain Sect!" A white-clothed guest stood on the eaves, and the white robe was rustled by the wind. Chen Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly...

   "Who are you?" Chen Xuan asked coldly.

   "Huh! I am the first swordsman of Qingzhou Secretary-General, Lan Yu. I just received an urgent order from the leader of the armored army to see what kind of stuff they are looking for. I didn't expect it to be such a kid."

  The face of the white guest still looks quite old, how old is it? But when Chen Xuan released his energy to detect his cultivation, he almost didn't laugh to death...

  The strength of this son has just reached the peak of the Taoist...

   "Huh! A kid at the pinnacle of Taoism dare to be so arrogant?" Chen Xuan asked in a cold voice, with a faint light flashing in his eyes. Damn it! How does he know my cultivation base?

  Is he also the pinnacle of Taoist master? The guest in white released his Dao Heart power to explore, but found nothing. It seems that Chen Xuan is like an ordinary person.

"you you……"

  A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the white-clothed guest. Is this person's cultivation level still higher than that of himself?

   "Why? I just said that the young master is inadequate, but now he looks like this?" Chen Xuan's face was full of mockery.

   "You...you wait for me." After speaking, the guest in white smashed the jade slips in his hands that could pass the Snow Mountain Sect secretly, and the Protector Pei Wen of the Snow Mountain Sect was furious.

  Boom! A barrier appeared beside the white guest. But Chen Xuan could feel the strength of the person imposing the barrier at least at the Dao Master level.

   "Huh? It seems that the helper you got is not bad!" Chen Xuan didn't care too much in his heart, and said secretly.

"Wait until Guardian Pei comes, I will definitely be able to take your head!" The white-clothed guest hiding in the barrier at this time can be considered as a guarantee. It seems that Guardian Pei usually collects a lot of money from himself, and he can save his life at critical moments. .

   "Huh! Are you sure that Guardian Pei can save you?" Chen Xuandan said with a smile, but his face was still soft and white to the extreme, without any change.

   "You dare to provoke the Snow Mountain Sect, do you think you can still live today?" The white-clothed guest smiled coldly, as if seeing the mad boy in front of him lost his life.

  Boom! Suddenly, a muffled thunder fell in front of Chen Xuan's eyes, and the corners of Chen Xuan's mouth rose slightly. Suddenly he moved with the shadow, holding up his sword like a tornado.

   "Good come!" A low voice in the air, he drank coldly.

   "Hmph! Get it up!" Chen Xuan's Jialan sword suddenly came out of its sheath like a silver dragon with awe-inspiring fighting spirit. Then Chen Xuan slowly injected the power of Dao Heart on the long sword in Chen Xuan's hand, and the cyan fairy mist haunted the sword body for a long time and did not disperse.

   "The kid is not bad, but he is still too tender!" Suddenly, under the thunder and lightning, a huge slap was slammed, like a huge moving mountain crushing towards Chen Xuan.

   Boom! Chen Xuan's face became cold, and the long sword in his hand whizzed towards the big hand and burst away. boom! The two forces intertwined, and Chen Xuan's forehead was faintly dripped with sweat.

   "Split me!" Chen Xuan shouted, and the coldness between his eyebrows did not fade at all. boom! Suddenly, under the black thundercloud, a figure flashed out, and the white robe golden brocade group seemed to have a few hundred-year-old elders staring at Chen Xuan without anger.

  哐! Suddenly a fierce look flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes, and then he swung his sword towards the big hand under the tremendous pressure. That big hand seemed to be pushing towards Chen Xuan's figure at the moment Chen Xuan swung his sword.

not good! Chen Xuan cried out in his heart, if he was caught by this big hand, he would be immortal and maimed. Suddenly, Chen Xuan's figure leaped over like a swimming dragon, his heart beating violently, but the color on his face remained unchanged.

  As soon as Chen Xuan turned over, he stabbed with a sword in his backhand. Boom! The big hand cracked like a mountain, and then countless earth and rocks rolled down.

  Chen Xuan Sui watched the earth-shaking movement.

  噗!

  The old man in the white robe spouted out a mouthful of blood, and Chen Xuan secretly got lucky. Fortunately, his body skills and the Jialan sword have been integrated, otherwise he must not be so lucky this time.

   "The strength of the kid is pretty good! Can you make friends and become a year-end acquaintance? Why are you no longer an enemy of the Snow Mountain Sect?" The white-clothed old man looked at Chen Xuan's gaze.

  What a cunning old fox! Chen Xuan sighed inwardly. This child must be taking advantage of his serious injury and want to delay some time. As for waiting until he is healed, I'm afraid he will kill himself directly.

  "Do you think it is possible?" Chen Xuan asked in a cold voice, and asked that the long sword in his hand seemed to be filled with murderous intent.

   "Huh? The kid is so ignorant of good and evil? Do you really think that you can't kill you?" The eyes of the white-clothed old man flashed a glimmer of cold, but Chen Xuan saw a trace of fear under the cold light.

  It seems that the opponent that this person just got hurt by himself. It was just a fluke, it would be hard to think of hurting him like this again. Fortunately, his injury, now he should not be able to show his strength.

   can only play at most 70%, and his perverted strength may have reached the peak of Dao Master's existence.

   "Let's fight then!" Chen Xuan's long sword was continuously burning with the power of earth fire, and the fierceness in his eyes was endless.

  "You...do you know who I am? If you offend this seat, then you have offended the Snow Mountain Sect!" The white-clothed old man scolded angrily, as if he was trying his best to procrastinate for a while. There is still half a stick of incense time, as long as you can hold half of a stick of incense time, this kid is dead.

   "Hahaha...Go to hell!"

  How could Chen Xuan not see the thoughts of the white-clothed old man, his blue sword suddenly burst into flames. The figure slammed into the white-clothed old man like a raptor coming out of a mountain.

  This time Chen Xuan almost made a full blow. His eyes were full of killing intent, and the sweat on his face could not stop mingling with the blood before.

   "Go to hell!" Chen Xuan shouted again, Jialan sword biting towards the white-clothed old man like a raptor protruding out of the void.

   "Damn it!" The white-clothed old man's eyes were full of unwillingness, and his hands instinctively wanted to resist the attack. But at this time, how could the white-clothed old man Pei Wen, who had almost exhausted his Dao energy, be able to stop him?

boom!

With a fierce collision, the Jialan sword in Chen Xuan's hand broke free from the defensive barrier arranged by the white-clothed old man, and directly forced it towards the white-clothed old man.

"No!"

   Then there was a miserable cry, and the old man’s strength and body in white clothes turned into ashes floating in the void under the force of Jialan Sword.

  Dead...dead? Baiyike's eyes seemed to be as big as copper bells. My only backing is gone like this?

  (End of this chapter)