Violent Dan Zun

   Chapter 1958 Disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect

  Chen Xuan opened his eyes, looking at a blue sky, and inhaling hard, he should have come out of the secret realm.

   Then Chen Xuan sat up and looked around, looking a little strange.

   "It doesn't seem to be the Scarlet Flame Mountain Range here."

   didn't know where the portal sent Chen Xuan to, Chen Xuan no longer thought about it, and began to check his body.

What Chen Xuan did not expect was that the spirit body fell asleep again, closing his eyes tightly, just like a baby.

  And Chen Xuan's own state is extremely good. The haze of the demon head slaughtering the city a few days ago seemed to be swept away, and his whole body was full of explosive power.

  Chen Xuan found a bunch of clear spring water, washed his face, and sat cross-legged by the water to practice.

  Chen Xuan, who was practicing quietly, was awakened by a tremor. Chen Xuan almost forgot that there was still a space ring in his pocket that seemed to contain a demon.

  The trembling thing is in the space ring of the demon.

  Chen Xuan wiped away the original imprint of the demon head and probed the spiritual sense in.

Inside    is the collection of demon heads for many years. There are countless elixir and magic weapons, and there are countless precious herbs. Among them, there are several immortal medicines that are rare in records.

   Chen Xuan's gaze stayed on these things for only a moment, and then he was attracted by a black token in the corner.

  It is this token that vibrates. The whole body is pitch black, with weird lines faintly on it, exuding powerful spiritual consciousness fluctuations.

  As soon as Chen Xuan's spiritual sense touched the token, he was shocked by his trembling mind.

  On the bone seat hundreds of millions of miles away, sits a skinny but extremely evil old man.

   "Huh? What's the matter, it's not Xian'er. Could it be that Xian'er was killed by someone?" The old man felt that Chen Xuan's spiritual sense was ugly, and one of the worst news appeared in the old man's heart.

  The old man yelled at the token in his hand: "No matter who you are, the old man will take your head off one day to pay homage to Xianer!"

  Then the old man murmured, and a strange wave penetrated into the token and printed on Chen Xuan along the connection between the tokens.

  The old man’s words were still ringing in Chen Xuan's head, a little dizzy, "No matter where you escape... old man... will take your life... the old man's name is... Tongtian Demon..."

  "Tongtian Demon...should be the master of the demon head. He seems to have left a mark on me just now." Chen Xuan said, pulling open his clothes to check the tingling place just now.

  Branded with a strangely shaped demon totem, faintly exuding evil aura.

  Chen Xuan calmed down, clenched his fists tightly, felt the power of the explosion in his hands, and showed a confident and determined expression on his face.

   "Whether it is the Heavenly Demon Lord or the Demon Way, it is not so easy to take my life as Chen Xuan!"

  Night fell, and the pale moonlight splashed on the dim ground, refracting the crystal clear light.

  In the very quiet mountains and forests on weekdays, Chen Xuan was practicing cross-legged meditation. Chen Xuan slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a sullen breath, feeling his current cultivation level.

  The cultivation base is still the peak of the eighth layer, but there is only a barrier between it and the nineth layer, and Chen Xuan is now only an opportunity.

   "Boom!"

  Fighting fluctuations suddenly appeared in the forest behind Chen Xuan, and Chen Xuan flew over to investigate.

In front of Chen Xuan, two people were entangled in a melee. One team was wearing pure white robes and was obviously a disciple of a certain big sect, while the other team looked like robbers and had no rules for their actions. Tigers are majestic, at first glance they are the wild roads of cultivating in the mountains and forests.

  Zongmen disciples are invincible, but with the practice of practice and teamwork, they can also entangle with each other in a roundabout way.

  "Brother, this is no way to go on like this. These bandits are too difficult to deal with." One of the sect disciples spoke to the one in front of him.

  "Be careful on the road!"

  "Brother...Ah!"

  "Ming Lu!" The disciple headed by looked at him with anger and anger. The disciple behind him was cut off by the bandit leader just now because of his distraction.

The disciple headed by   , because of the death of the same door just now, did not even notice the robber who swooped over behind him.

  Chen Xuan explored in the dark, seeing that the headed disciple was about to die, and finally couldn't help but shoot.

  "Floating Finger!"

  Chen Xuan stretched out his arm, a brilliance of right hand flew out along the fingers, condensed into a huge finger in the air. Hit the robber.

With a boom, the robber flew out, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

The disciple headed by    was a little surprised, turned his head to look at the severely wounded robber behind him, and then looked at Chen Xuan.

  Everyone present was shocked by Chen Xuan's finger.

  "My friend, it seems inappropriate to do this." The bandit leader said to Chen Xuan with a sullen face.

  "What should I do, it's your turn to teach?" Chen Xuan snorted coldly, and looked at the bandit leader with indifference.

  Chen Xuan had actually heard of some desperadoes in these mountains and forests. They claimed to be heroes, but in fact they were all engaged in murderous activities.

  I was bumped into by Chen Xuan today, so he naturally wanted to take care of it.

   "In this case, don't blame the knife in my hand for being rude."

  The leader exerted force on his toes and raised his big knife to cut at Chen Xuan.

   Chen Xuan saw this and drew out the Sky Profound Sword and slashed with the big sword, making a huge roar.

"Ding--"

   "This..." The leader stared at the big knife in his hand with wide eyes. After the collision just now, his big knife was broken.

  Although this sword is not a fairy artifact, it has also reached the lower level of the fairy product. This sword has been fought with the leader for many years and has never disappointed the leader, but today it is broken here.

  Chen Xuan moved his wrists, and as the Floating Jue was promoted, his physical strength had reached an astonishing level. In the collision just now, his spiritual power was useless at all, relying entirely on physical strength.

  The leader knew that today was a hard stubble, so he didn't have time to feel distressed, so he commanded to flee.

  As the robbers all fled, the remaining sect disciples came over in scattered ways.

   "Thank you very much, friend." The leading disciple punched Chen Xuan, and then dozens of others came to thank him.

   "You are welcome, it's just a matter of effort." Chen Xuan said indifferently, "You should be a disciple of a major sect, why did you come to this place and run into a robber?"

"We are disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect. We received news that the monster beasts near Wanyang Mountain suddenly became active, and the sect sent a few of us to investigate." The leading disciple said anxiously: "When I first came, I found that the monsters here are very different. Normally, everyone is violent and fierce, afraid that something big will happen."

   "Such as... beast tide!"

  Chen Xuan's expression was solemn. He had also heard of the beast tide. Basically, it was difficult to happen. Unexpectedly, such a rare thing would happen in this place.

  (End of this chapter)