Chapter 1843 Killing and Blood

Chen Xuan's figure suddenly became agile, shuttling between these armored soldiers like a drunken drunkard. As long as he was touched by Chen Xuan's long sword, that person would be dead.

It only took a moment, but at this time, only the leader of the Iron Armored Army was left looking at Chen Xuan without saying a word. He was just breathing heavily, with sweat on his forehead. Chen Xuan looked at the fallen corpses with ridicule in his eyes.

"This..." The leader of the Iron Armored Army did not expect that Chen Xuan was so powerful, so powerful that he was abnormally powerful. His eyes seemed to fall out of their sockets at this time.

Chen Xuan still had that vague smile in his eyes. These were more than fifty lives! This young demon didn't hesitate at all when he took their lives. It was really scary.

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

The leader of the Iron Armored Army was so frightened that he was trembling all over and his face was pale, and he almost knelt down in front of Chen Xuan. "Hahaha! How ridiculous! Are your lives worth anything?"

The armored soldier blushed, his lips moved slightly and said nothing. "It's not worth it to the Snow Mountain Sect! But the Snow Mountain Sect has destroyed the three people and a family I care about most!"

"More than two hundred lives!" The uncontrollable bloodthirsty in Chen Xuan's eyes was as cold as the death sickle. But what about you? You are like a dog to the Snow Mountain Sect!

The leader of the Iron Armored Army was about to get angry, but he felt that what Chen Xuan said was true. It seems that this is indeed the case!

"Then why should I kill you?" Chen Xuan asked the leader of the Iron Armored Army with a smile, as if he was talking to himself but also as if he was guessing a riddle with the leader of the Iron Armored Army.

The leader of the Iron Armor Army was also asking this question in his mind, since Chen Xuan had a grudge against the Snow Mountain Sect, why did he risk his anger on the lives of these outer disciples?

"Because I want to kill everyone in the Snow Mountain Sect. If you want to blame, just blame you for joining the Snow Mountain Sect at that time! Don't you deserve to die if you join such a bastard sect and don't even look at it?"

Chen Xuan was so righteous in his cruelty. The leader of the Iron Armored Army and the pile of corpses lying on the ground never dreamed that their proud participation in the Iron Armored Army would actually become the cause of their death.

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

Chen Xuan's face turned cold, and then the Jialan Sword gently pierced the heart of the leader of the Iron Armored Army like a silver needle. Then he lost consciousness and fell down.

Chen Xuan looked at all this indifferently, as if these one hundred lives were not what he meant by one at all. But the endless sadness and heaviness beneath that calmness were not relieved at all by the blood.

"How brave, dare to challenge the authority of the Snow Mountain Sect!" A guest in white 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.

"Hmph! I am the first swordsman sitting down in the Qingzhou Sifu, Lan Yu. I just received an urgent order from the leader of the Iron Armored Army to see what kind of thing is causing trouble. I didn't expect it to be such a person."

The face of the guest in white clothes looks relatively old, probably several years old. But when Chen Xuan released his Taoist energy to detect his cultivation level, he almost died laughing...

This boy's strength has just reached the peak of Taoist masters...

"Hmph! How dare a Taoist master at the top be so arrogant?" Chen Xuan asked in a cold voice, with a faint glint in his eyes. Damn it! How did he know my cultivation level?

Is he also a peak Taoist master? The guest in white clothes used his Taoist power to detect it, but found nothing. It seems that Chen Xuan is just like an ordinary person.

"You...you..."

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

"What? Just now I was weak, but now I'm like this?" Chen Xuan's face was full of ridicule.

"You... just wait for me." After that, the guest in white clothes crushed the jade slip in his hand that could secretly communicate with the Snow Mountain Sect. The Protector Pei Wen of the Snow Mountain Sect was furious.

boom! A barrier appeared next to the guest in white. But Chen Xuan could feel that the person who imposed the barrier was at least at the level of a Taoist master.

"Huh? It seems that the helper you found is pretty good!" Chen Xuan said secretly without paying too much attention.

"When Protector Pei comes, I will definitely take your head!" The man in white is hiding within the barrier at this time, so he has a guarantee. It seems that Protector Pei has collected a lot of money from him, and he can still save his life at critical moments. .

"Hmph! Are you sure Protector Pei can save you?" Chen Xuan smiled lightly, but his face was still extremely soft and fair without any change.

"You dare to provoke the Snow Mountain Sect, do you think you can still survive today?" The man in white smiled coldly, as if he saw the arrogant man in front of him lose his life.

boom! Suddenly, a burst of muffled thunder struck Chen Xuan in front of his eyes, and the corners of Chen Xuan's mouth raised slightly. Suddenly he moved with the shadow, rising up with his sword in hand like a tornado.

"Well done!" A deep voice shouted coldly in the air.

"Hmph! Wake me up!" Chen Xuan's jialan sword suddenly unsheathed like a silver dragon with a fierce fighting spirit. Then Chen Xuan slowly injected the power of Tao Heart into the long sword in Chen Xuan's hand, and the green fairy mist lingered around the sword for a long time.

"You are not bad, but you are still too young!" Suddenly, a huge palm came with thunder and lightning, like a moving mountain rolling towards Chen Xuan.

Bang! Chen Xuan's face turned cold, and the long sword in his hand whistled towards the big hand. Bang! The two forces intertwined, and there were faint drops of sweat on Chen Xuan's forehead.

"Crack it for me!" Chen Xuan shouted loudly, and the coldness between his eyebrows did not fade at all. Boom! Suddenly, a figure flashed under the black thundercloud. The old man in a white robe and golden brocade looked like he was hundreds of years old and stared at Chen Xuan with awe.

Bang! Suddenly, a fierce look flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes, and then he swung his sword towards the big hand under the huge pressure. The big hand seemed to be approaching Chen Xuan's figure at the moment when Chen Xuan swung his sword.

Not good! Chen Xuan secretly cried out in his heart that if he was caught by this big hand, he would definitely die. Chen Xuan suddenly turned over like a swimming dragon, his heart was beating violently, but the color on his face did not change at all.

The moment Chen Xuan turned over and went away, he stabbed with a sword. Bang! The big hand was broken like a mountain collapse, and then countless earth and rocks rolled down.

Chen Xuan looked at the shocking movement.

Puff!

The old man in white robe spurted out a mouthful of blood, and Chen Xuan was secretly lucky in his heart. Fortunately, his body movement and Jia Lan Sword have been integrated, otherwise he would not be so lucky this time.

"Your strength is not bad! Can we make friends and become friends regardless of age? Don't be an enemy of the Snow Mountain Sect anymore?" The old man in white looked at Chen Xuan with a kind look.

What a cunning old fox! Chen Xuan sighed in his heart. This boy must be taking advantage of his seriousness to delay some time. As for waiting until his injury is healed, I am afraid he will kill me directly.

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

"Huh? You are so ignorant? Do you really think that I can't kill you?" A trace of cold light flashed in the eyes of the old man in white, but Chen Xuan still saw a trace of fear under the cold light.

It seems that this person's opponent just now was not taken lightly by me. It was just a fluke. If I want to hurt him like this again, it will be difficult. But fortunately, due to his injury, he should not be able to exert a few percent of his strength now.

At most, he can only exert 70%, and his abnormal strength may have reached the peak of the Great Dao Master.

"Then let's fight!" The endless earth fire power in Chen Xuan's long sword burned fiercely, and the fierceness in his eyes continued.

"You... do you know who I am? If you offend me, you will offend the Snow Mountain Sect!" The old man in white shouted angrily, as if he was trying his best to delay for a while. There was still half an incense stick of time. As long as he could hold on for another half an incense stick of time, this guy would be dead.

"Hahaha... go to hell!"

Chen Xuan could not see the old man in white's thoughts. His Jia Lan sword suddenly broke with the power of earth and fire. The figure rushed towards the old man in white like a fierce dragon coming out of the mountain.

This time Chen Xuan almost used all his strength to attack. His eyes were full of murderous intent, and the sweat on his face could not stop mixing with the previous blood.

"Go to hell!" Chen Xuan shouted again, and the Jia Lan sword was like a fierce dragon coming out of the void, biting and forcing towards the old man in white.

"Damn it!" The old man in white was full of unwillingness in his eyes, and his hands instinctively wanted to resist this attack. But how could the old man in white, Pei Wen, whose Dao Heart Power was almost exhausted, still block it?

Bang!

With a loud collision, the Jia Lan Sword in Chen Xuan's hand broke free from the defense barrier set up by the old man in white and pressed directly towards the old man in white.

"No! Ah!"

Then there was a miserable cry, and the Dao Heart Power and body of the old man in white turned into ashes and floated in the void under the pressure of the Jia Lan Sword.

Dead... dead? The eyes of the guest in white seemed to be as big as copper bells. His only support was gone just like that?