Chapter 1842 Chen Xuan Is Furious

Then Chen Xuan poured himself a glass of wine after another. Originally, cultivators didn't have to worry about getting drunk no matter how much they drank. Because for cultivators, they can use the power of the heart to force out the alcohol.

But at this time, Chen Xuan didn't use the power of the heart. He drank until his mind became blurred. Then his skin was completely gone, and he didn't have to pretend to be that calm boy anymore.

He danced in the inn like a madman. The Jialan Sword seemed to know that its owner was very heartbroken at this time. So his sword intent actually added a bit of sadness to it.

Chen Xuan felt that Zi Yi was looking at him in front of him with every chop and every stab. And the years he and Zi Yi spent together were as beautiful as yesterday. Suddenly, Chen Xuan's sword intent changed, and the momentum suddenly rose.

Bang! Chen Xuan's momentum was fully open, and the panic wind on the earth at this time was like a ghost dancing in the dark night. But the murderous aura in Chen Xuan's eyes burst out without a trace of concealment.

Boom! The tables and chairs in the inn completely collapsed, but Chen Xuan didn't even look at them. He only had a sword in his hand and a sword in his heart. Hearing such a loud noise, the people in the inn wanted to ask the reason, but Chen Xuan had already ordered that outsiders were not allowed to come in and disturb.

Even if they were curious, they didn't dare to offend a cultivator. Chen Xuan was venting in the tavern unscrupulously. Snow Mountain Sect, very good! You destroyed my home and killed my savior. Killing Yu'er and Ziyi, you really don't know how to live or die! Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes, his eyes sank, and then the Jialan Sword rose up like a wave.

Layers of tides were like layers of waves sweeping around. Suddenly Chen Xuan flew out of the window, he rode the wind, as if he had reached the top of the cloud.

He looked down at the Daoxin Continent at this time, the land washed by blood, hahahaha... he began to laugh wildly! There are immortals in this world? Are the people in the Elders' Council immortals?

Chen Xuan danced with his sword and thought, if they are really immortals. Why didn't they use their strength to save this land when it was stained with blood? What can this land feel under the rule of the five major sects?

There is only endless blood and killing, the law of the jungle! Is this the way this world should be? If it should be like this, it would be easier to destroy him. Chen Xuan's eyes were full of coldness, and the hostility in his heart spread around with bloodthirstiness.

At this time, Chen Xuan was a few points closer to the scorching sun. But just because he was a few points closer, Chen Xuan could feel the light and dazzling heat of the scorching sun above his head.

Can this scorching sun really shine on this land? Chen Xuan stared at his feet, like an emperor looking at his people. No! Chen Xuan patted his head as if he had an epiphany.

"Since I can't do it, what should I do?" Chen Xuan muttered. Then he glanced at the long sword in his hand, and the long sword once again stabbed towards the cloud like a giant dragon.

"Since I can't do it, I'll take care of it myself!" Chen Xuan's eyes were full of coldness, and every sword he made was full of killing intent. It seemed that he could devour the sky and the sun and the moon into ashes.

"Cang, since you let this place kill innocent people indiscriminately, then I, Chen Xuan, will no longer respect you. I must use my own laws to make this place become the so-called righteous way. Earth, you let this mountain and river be charcoaled, I will no longer worship you, the earth. I will hold the long sword, cross the mountains and rivers, and destroy the five major sects. Become a unified force!" Chen Xuan took advantage of his drunkenness to roar at the whole land.

Every roar seemed to use up all his strength, and the power of the Dao Heart had turned into a green fairy mist that lingered around Chen Xuan. But for the people of the Dao Heart Continent, this was just a few muffled thunders.

Because Chen Xuan's strength was too strong, and his voice resounded through the sky, so there was only a buzzing sound in their heads. After shouting, Chen Xuan flew up with the wind and went to the highest mountain he could see.

He sat with his sword in his arms, his eyes full of silence. He slowly closed his eyes, recalling one thing after another when he came to the cluster. He was so unwelcome in the Chen Mansion, but after all, it was that child who saved him.

Otherwise, his soul would have wandered somewhere long ago. So even if the people in the Chen Mansion made things difficult for him many times, he still chose to tolerate it. But Yu'er was the only one he cared about in the Chen Mansion.

But even Yu'er was dead, and Zi Yi... All of this was the Snow Mountain Sect. He was angry, and he had endless anger in his heart. He wanted to kill.

What if those outer disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect were innocent? Aren't the Chen Mansion and Yu'er innocent? Do they deserve to die? Chen Xuan made up his mind, from top to bottom of the Snow Mountain Sect, from Helan Heng and Jianghe to the outer disciples.

He Chen Xuan decided not to let anyone go! Chen Xuan returned to the inn and rested for a night. Then, he asked about the residence of the outer sect of the Snow Mountain Sect. In fact, the Wulan Empire is a sect that controls the country.

At this time, the Snow Mountain Sect became the national sect of the Wulan Empire, so naturally all the local officials of the Wulan Empire were replaced by the outer disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect. That is, the officials of the Wulan Empire are the outer disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect.

Ah, so good, Chen Xuan may not be able to kill them all. He will keep killing and killing on the way from the cluster to the Snow Mountain Sect. Kill until the blood flows into a river and the snow mountain is frightened.

Chen Xuan's face turned cold, and he went out with the long sword in his hand. About a quarter of an hour later, Chen Xuan quietly came to the residence of Qingzhou Sizhou. Is this the top leader of Qingzhou?

Chen Xuan sneered secretly. Okay! Then start with you! Chen Xuan's mouth curled up in a very strange arc, as if he was smiling, but also seemed to be ferocious.

Chen Xuan swaggered forward from the main gate.

"Who are you? Did you just barge into the mansion of Sizhou in Qingzhou?" The two doormen usually relied on their superiors, and now they felt that Chen Xuan, a foreigner, was easy to bully...

"Remember! This is the last sentence you will say in this life!" Chen Xuan looked at them with pity, his face full of coldness.

"You stinky..." The doorman on the left had not finished his fairy tale, but a cold light flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes, and the bloodthirsty intention in his heart suddenly surged like the water of the Yangtze River.

Then a sword pierced his head, and he didn't even have the qualifications to resist... The doorman on the right saw that Chen Xuan was like the hand of death, killing people without hesitation and began to get scared.

Chen Xuan seemed to enjoy this feeling very much, and a hint of praise flashed in his eyes.

"You go to hell too!" Then Chen Xuan stabbed backhand, piercing his heart and lungs.

The two doormen didn't even have a chance to resist before they were killed by Chen Xuan's Jia Lan sword, and Chen Xuan's long sword was now full of blood, and the blood flowed down the sword.

Chen Xuan's forehead was also stained with the blood of the two doormen, but Chen Xuan didn't wipe it off. He seemed to enjoy the feeling of the blood of his enemies flowing freely on his face.

"Who are you?"

A servant stared at Chen Xuan after Chen Xuan walked into the mansion and asked. Chen Xuan's face was as cold as ice, and the murderous intent in his eyes did not diminish at all. He smiled coldly, like a ghost.

"The one who killed you!" Chen Xuan seemed to spit out this sentence word by word, and the coldness in his eyes made the servant feel as if he had come to Linyu.

"You..." The servant wanted something to strengthen his momentum. But he found that under Chen Xuan's momentum, everything seemed to be blocked in his throat and couldn't be spit out.

At this time, the servant even forgot to beg for mercy. Chen Xuan held the Jialan sword, injected the power of earth fire, and stabbed at will. The servant lost his life.

"How dare you come here! You dare to break into the mansion of the master of Qingzhou Sizhou without permission. Do you want to die?" A team of armored soldiers surrounded Chen Xuan, and the person who spoke out had a loud voice and was not frightened by the bloody smell at all.

It seems that this person has also seen blood, but so what? He is just a fifth-level Taoist master. And these armored soldiers are only third-level Taoist masters.

I just need to move my fingers, I am afraid I can kill them.

"Oh? Do you think you are qualified to talk to me like this?" Chen Xuan sneered at the leader of the armored army and did not take action first. He just stared at them coldly, and the leader of the armored army felt as if his neck was tightly pinched by someone and couldn't breathe.

Chen Xuan's heart was full of hatred, but his eyes were full of ridicule.

"Who are you?" The leader of the Ironclad Army, suppressing his terrifying aura, uttered this sentence solemnly.

"Do you deserve to know?" Chen Xuan smiled. The heart of the leader of the Ironclad Army suddenly skipped a beat as if it was about to burst out of his chest. This person is really powerful!

I'm afraid he is far superior to me. The leader of the Ironclad Army didn't know what to do, and then a gleam of light seemed to flash in his eyes. He reached out to the pendant in the middle of his neck and crushed it.

Then there seemed to be a breath left on the pendant. Is he looking for reinforcements? That's good, so I don't have to go over and kill him! Chen Xuan said to himself.

"The traitor Ci really deserves death. Our mission is to protect the rule of the Snow Mountain Sect on the battlefield. We don't care even if we lose our lives! At this moment, this general has crushed the jade slip, and the reinforcements will arrive soon. Are you willing to fight the enemy with me?"

The words of the leader of the armored army were as loud as thunder, and Chen Xuan said coldly. "Are you sure that the reinforcements you asked for will not wait until all of you are dead before coming?" Chen Xuan's tone was full of mischief.

In fact, this is also the rule of the Snow Mountain Sect. Even if reinforcements are sent on the battlefield, they will wait until all the original soldiers are dead before taking action against the enemy. The purpose is to make their opponents pay the greatest price.

But such a disgusting sect rule still has so many fools who are willing to fight for it. It's really pitiful, a pity, and ridiculous...