Second Guardian Zhang Liang appeared. His eyes were so cold that it could freeze an elephant to death. He locked his eyes on Jiang Chen, and his killing intent was gathering.
"Are you the one who did all these?"
Zhang Liang knew that all these were done by Jiang Chen, but he still asked. He had no idea where Jiang Chen got the courage to come to the stronghold of the Shura Temple and start a massacre. He even killed so many disciples of the Shura Temple. This was the first time in the entire Liang Province that something like this had happened. Perhaps only Jiang Chen had such courage in the entire Liang Province.
"Second Guardian is here. With his Eighth Grade Combat King cultivation, I wonder if he can kill Jiang Chen."
"Let's see, the real show has just begun. If Second Guardian can't kill Jiang Chen, this Heavenhawk Island will become the burial ground of all the disciples of the Shura Temple."
"Jiang Chen is too cruel and overbearing. He and the Shura Temple have always been enemies. He won't even blink an eye when he kills the disciples of the Shura Temple. Of course, this is a matter of course, because if he falls into the hands of the disciples of the Shura Temple, his ending won't be any better."
… …..
The number of onlookers was increasing. Although the Chaotic Ocean had always been chaotic, it was rare to see such a chaotic scene in the middle of the night. The night was dark and the wind was strong, it was the perfect time to kill someone. Furthermore, the chaos today was related to the Shura Temple.
"Killing you will only take a single strike."
Jiang Chen raised the Heavenly Saint Sword in his hand. The Dragon Marks on the sword were surging, and the hilt of the sword had turned into a ferocious dragon head. However, this dragon head wasn't real, it was created by Jiang Chen using the Dragon Transformation skill. The Heavenly Saint Sword still had a lot of room for improvement. If the other four parts of the sword were to be found, the Heavenly Saint Sword would become truly mystical.
"Boasting shamelessly!"
Second Guardian Zhang Liang shouted loudly. He raised his blade high and took a step forward. Then, he slashed down with his blade. The terrifying King Weapon tore the void apart. If this blade were to hit directly, the consequences would be unimaginable.
However, in the face of Second Tycoon's blade, Jiang Chen's expression didn't change. With his current combat strength, an Eighth Grade Combat King was no longer a threat to him. Back in the Devil World, Qi Childe was killed by him. Now, with the terrifying Heavenly Saint Sword and the Dragon Transformation skill circulating crazily, he was confident that he could take Zhang Liang's life.
Boom!
Boundless golden airwaves burst out from Jiang Chen's body. The powerful aura turned into a golden ocean, illuminating the entire night sky. At the same time, a thick blood dragon emerged from the top of Jiang Chen's head. It was condensed from his blood and Qi. When the blood and Qi entered the Heavenly Saint Sword, it immediately let out a shrill cry and began to tremble violently.
At this moment, Jiang Chen's Dragon Transformation skill was circulating to the extreme. Over twenty thousand Dragon Marks in his body were letting out dragon roars. As the Greatest Saint under the heavens, Jiang Chen's swordsmanship was unparalleled. Now, he had merged with the Heavenly Saint Sword, achieving perfection.
Everyone was shocked, including Tyrant and Tan Lang. Jiang Chen's Combat Weapon was too strong, and it had a perfect compatibility with Jiang Chen. The Qi unleashed by Jiang Chen was much stronger than when he was fighting Qi Childe in the Devil World. The mighty Qi Childe couldn't even withstand a single strike from Jiang Chen. Tyrant had no doubt that Jiang Chen's sword would kill Zhang Liang.
* Roar *
The Heavenly Saint Sword let out an earth-shattering dragon roar, shaking the sky and stirring up layers of ripples. Under the shocked gaze of countless people, the Heavenly Saint Sword slashed across the sky like a heavenly sword.
* Clang! *
The big blade collided with the Heavenly Saint Sword, and a scene that no one could forget happened. The big blade was a powerful King Weapon, and it was wielded by an Eighth Grade Combat King. Naturally, it had a very strong destructive power. However, the horrifying King Weapon was broken into two after colliding with the Heavenly Saint Sword. It couldn't even withstand a single blow from the Heavenly Saint Sword.
"What?!"
Zhang Liang cried out in shock. His body had suffered a huge impact, causing him to take a dozen steps back and spurt out a mouthful of blood.
Shocking, this was too shocking. He couldn't accept this fact. The shock he felt was even greater than the shock he felt when he met Qi Childe in the Devil World. He was the only one who knew how powerful his big blade was, but it was broken by his opponent. It was like a dream. What kind of power could destroy a King Weapon so easily?
* Swoosh! *
Zhang Liang's big blade was broken, but the Heavenly Saint Sword didn't slow down at all. It drew a bright rainbow and appeared above Zhang Liang's head in a blink of an eye.
"No!"
Zhang Liang let out a heart-wrenching scream. He felt an unprecedented danger, a threat to his life. At this moment, he felt that death was so close to him. He even knew that with his current situation, even if he used all his strength to resist, he would still die. There was no way he could escape from this sword. It was already too late for him to run away.
Puchi!
Argh!
This was the ending. Zhang Liang didn't have much time to think. He let out one last miserable shriek, and died tragically under the Heavenly Saint Sword. His ending was no different from those disciples of the Asura Palace, he was cut in half on the spot. Blood mist filled the air, and the stench of blood that pervaded the air became even stronger.
What was stronger than the smell of blood was the atmosphere of nervousness and fear. All the people of the Asura Palace were dumbfounded, their mouths were wide open. The Second Tycoon, who was an Eighth Grade Combat King, was killed just like that. What could be more shocking than this?
"Oh my god! What happened just now? Can someone tell me that this is not real? "
"This is too brutal. What kind of sword does he have? It is comparable to an Emperor Weapon. An Eighth Grade Combat King's King Weapon was cut into two halves. It's too powerful. It's such a pity that the King Weapon was destroyed."
"Is he really just a Fifth Grade Combat King? Can a Fifth Grade Combat King really be this powerful? An Eighth Grade Combat King was killed by him in an instant, with just a single slash. Is he still a human? "
"He is truly a peerless genius. He can even attract the Heavenly Tribulation. Naturally, he is a monster among monsters. We can't use common sense to judge him."
… …..
Everyone was shocked. There was no way for them to not be shocked. The scene was too terrifying. It had shaken everyone's heart.
Tyrant and Tan Lang fixed their eyes on the long sword in Jiang Chen's hand. They had seen Jiang Chen use it in the Devil World, and even in the Chaotic Ocean. However, they had never thought that this sword could be so terrifying.
"His Natal Weapon is as monstrous as him. From head to toe, there isn't a single part of him that isn't monstrous."
Tyrant sighed. Tan Lang just smiled and shook his head. When he was fighting against the Demon King Palace in the Southern Continent, he had witnessed how terrifying this monster was.
After killing Zhang Liang with a single strike, Jiang Chen took another three steps forward. Cracks appeared in the air beneath his feet. He threw a glance at Zhuang Fan's corpse that was hung up in the air. He was still furious.
* Swoosh *
Only then did the disciples of Shura Temple recover from the shock. Their faces were pale, and their bodies were trembling. Looking at the murderous monster in front of them, it was hard for them to imagine what would happen to them in the future.
Jiang Chen didn't care about this. In his rage, he only wanted to sacrifice the blood of these people to Zhuang Fan's soul. He swung the Heavenly Saint Sword once again. Another disciple was cut into half on the spot. He didn't even have the strength to resist.
"Run!"
"Inform the elders!"
Someone shouted. The remaining disciples of the Asura Palace didn't dare to hesitate any longer. Each and every one of them started fleeing in all directions as if they had lost their minds. They were smart, they chose different directions to flee in, because they knew very well that if they chose the same direction, none of them would be able to escape.
If they ran in different directions, they might still have a chance to escape. No matter how strong Jiang Chen was, he was just one man. Once he was killed, the others would have enough time to escape.
But too bad, they had forgotten about Tyrant and Tan Lang who were standing outside the Heavenhawk Island. Their fates had been decided since the beginning. Even without Tyrant and Tan Lang, those who Jiang Chen wanted to kill would never be able to escape.
Jiang Chen's eyes flickered with a bright light as he strode forward while swinging the longsword in his hand. Every time he swung his sword, someone would die a horrible death. Even those Combat Kings who had fled into the void couldn't escape from this calamity.
Outside the Heavenhawk Island, a disciple who had just escaped was stopped by Tyrant. The disciple instantly fell into despair, as he was killed by Tyrant's palm strike. The other disciple had the same fate, but before he could rejoice, he was stopped by Tan Lang. This disciple was a First Grade Combat King, and he had a certain status in the Shura Temple. However, what he had experienced today was no doubt a nightmare for him.
When he saw Tan Lang, he was startled for a moment before he recognized Tan Lang.
"Tan Lang, no, senior disciple Tan, you're still alive! That's great! For the sake that we're from the same sect, please let me go!"
The disciple's body was trembling as he spoke. He was truly frightened. As long as he could live, he would kneel down in front of Tan Lang without any hesitation.
"I'm no longer a disciple of the Shura Temple. There's no such thing as friendship between us. Furthermore, you and I are supposed to be rivals. You've always mocked me before."
A cold smile emerged on Tan Lang's face as he killed the disciple with a single palm strike. He didn't show any mercy. Ever since he was sent to the Freezing Hell Jail, his relationship with the Shura Temple had completely ended. All the feelings he had for the sect had vanished, replaced by a deep hatred. The reason why he came back this time was because he wanted revenge. Now that he had killed his former rival, he could finally vent his frustrations.
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