"Stop!" Everyone stop right now! "Fang Zhao finally regained his senses and hurriedly stopped everyone in fright.
Actually, there was no need for Fang Zhao to speak, the people who were charging towards Ximen Chuixue had already woken up. Seeing that their companions in front of them had been blasted into pieces by the sword qi, no matter how stupid they were, they did not dare to charge forward.
Everyone stopped and retreated more than ten meters away, looking at Ximen Chuixue fearfully. Ximen Chuixue retracted the Black Sheath Sword in his hand. His expression was cold and indifferent as he continued to treat Yun Ze's injuries. It was as if the corpses and flesh scattered around him did not exist, as if he was not the one who had killed them.
Pfft!
Yun Ze opened his mouth wide and spat out a mouthful of rotten flesh and organs. He slowly opened his eyes, "I …" I'm not dead? "
"No, but you need to rest for a few days before your injuries can heal." Ximen Chuixue said in a lukewarm tone. He had already stopped treating Yunze's injuries.
Ximen Chuixue was now half a step into cultivation, and the aura in his body was no longer inner Qi, but an even purer and rarer true qi. True qi could be transformed into various energy elements, such as true qi transforming into fireballs, ice … Therefore, Ximen Chuixue's true qi could repair Yun Ze's damaged internal organs and meridians, allowing him to come back to life.
"I'm actually not dead! Ah? What is this thing on the ground? You, what kind of strength do you have? "Yun Ze felt that his internal organs had been shattered. He had thought that he would definitely die this time, but he did not expect that he would not die. When he saw the flesh and blood on the ground, he was shocked. Why was this scene as cruel as the eighteenth level of hell!
At this moment, Yun Ze finally understood. Even he had thought that Ximen Chuixue was here to watch the show and did not have much strength. But now, it seemed that this thought was completely wrong.
"You're not dead. The corpses on the ground are all from the enemies. My strength is average, and I've just reached half-step cultivation." Although Ximen Chuixue's tone was cold, he seriously answered every one of Yun Ze's questions.
Yun Ze felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and was stunned on the spot! A half-step cultivation expert? This was the first time Yun Ze had seen a living person.
"Young, young hero, may I ask who you are? Why are you helping Qin Fen destroy the Fang Family? " In the face of Ximen Chuixue's valiance, the old man of the Fang family could no longer remain calm. He immediately put down the false airs of a family head and looked at Ximen Chuixue respectfully. He was deeply afraid that if he said something wrong, Ximen Chuixue would exterminate his family.
"Qin Feng is my master. I'll do whatever he tells me to do!" Ximen Chui Xue said coldly.
"Ha? Qin Feng is your big brother? Did I hear that right? Young hero, have you been deceived by Qin Fen, this cunning and treacherous villain? With your strength and realm, you can completely dominate a region. How can you be Qin Fen's little brother? " Elder Fang was shocked. If this Ximen Chuixue really was Qin Feng's little brother, then he could already see the Fang Family being destroyed.
Buzz!
The sound of a sword rang out in the air. Elder Fang, who was still in shock, suddenly split open from the center of his brows. The crack grew larger and larger, and in the end, his entire body exploded. Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and a bloody mist filled the air. The courtyard was filled with the strong smell of blood, and many of the clan members could not help but vomit.
Seeing this scene, the corner of Yun Ze's mouth twitched, and he almost staggered and fell to the ground. Previously, he was unconscious and did not see Ximen Chuixue attack. Now that he saw it, Yun Ze felt that it was terrifying. Was this the strength of a half-step cultivation expert? Love is … Oh no, killing is in an instant!
Ximen Chuixue sheathed the Black Sheath Sword. His expression was still cold and emotionless. To him, killing a person was as easy as killing an ant. "Qin Feng is my master. Whoever dares to insult him will be killed!"
Ximen Chuixue's cold voice echoed in the courtyard. The Fang family members were so scared that they did not dare to make a sound. They originally thought that the battle tonight was about to end. Qin Feng was killed, and Ximen Chuixue was just a bystander. In the end, this bystander's strength was unstoppable!
"Phew! Damn it, I was scared to death. I can't take it anymore. No wonder this person is Ancestor Qin's little brother. His methods are as cruel as Ancestor Qin's … Luckily I was smart enough to let the entire family side with Ancestor Qin. Otherwise, I would have been cut into pieces by now. This is real meat paste! "Zhang Hui hid in the corner of the house. He felt a lingering fear, but at the same time, he was glad that he had bet on the right person this time.
Ximen Chuixue was the Sword God of his generation. Either he did not attack, or once he did, any enemy who had seen his Black Sheath Sword would definitely be killed. Ximen Chuixue waved his hand, and the Black Sheath Sword drew streaks of white light in the air. These sword images seemed to have eyes, and they cut all the surrounding Fang family disciples into eight pieces. The bloody scene caused Yun Ze and Zhang Hui to vomit uncontrollably.
Swoosh!
Ximen Chuixue, who was dancing with his sword in the courtyard, suddenly stopped. He raised his eyebrows slightly, turned around, and thrust his sword forward. In the air, two black shadows appeared, and the two of them quickly separated. Ximen Chuixue's sword qi pierced through the air, emitting a sharp sword cry!
"So it's the two of you. How dare you hurt my master last time? Today, die!" A trace of anger flashed across Ximen Chuixue's usually cold and calm expression. He recognized the two of them. They were the two black-cloaked men who fought in the Amethyst Dragon Palace.
"Uncle Yan, I'll leave the white-cloaked man to you. I'll deal with Qin Feng!" The black-cloaked man's expression turned cold, and he pounced on Yun Ze who was lying on the ground.
Uncle Yan nodded slightly, and his gaze fell on Ximen Chuixue. During the battle in the Amethyst Dragon Palace, Uncle Yan had suffered a loss in the hands of Ximen Chuixue. Even though he was a Stage 8 inner qi expert now, he didn't dare to underestimate Ximen Chuixue.
"Last time, I was wholeheartedly protecting the young master, so I couldn't fight you wholeheartedly. This time, it's hard to say who will be the winner!" As soon as Uncle Yan's voice fell, it was as if he had installed a blower in his sleeve. Suddenly, a sharp sound rang out, and streaks of orange sword rays shot out towards Ximen Chuixue.
Ximen Chuixue didn't like to talk nonsense. At this moment, he had already leaped towards Uncle Yan with his Black Sheath Sword. Facing Uncle Yan's sharp sword rays, Ximen Chuixue didn't even need to draw his sword. Instead, he leaped around like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water and nimbly dodged the turbulent and chaotic sword rays.
Uncle Yan's eyes lit up when he saw this scene. He realized that Ximen Chuixue's strength had increased tremendously in just a few months. Not daring to be careless, Uncle Yan waved his hand, and a dazzling orange short sword appeared in his hand. With his eyes focused, he stood on the roof and swung his sword downwards.
"Nine Sword, First Sword Form!"
Rumble!
A massive sword qi descended, bringing with it an aura that could shatter rocks. Ximen Chuixue leaped into the air and nimbly dodged the sword. "Hmph! Insignificant skill! "
Uncle Yan's expression turned solemn. Ximen Chuixue's strength had exceeded his expectations. Without holding back, he swung his sword twice.
"Nine Sword, Second Sword Form!"
"Three Sword Form!"
Uncle Yan was an orthodox Stage 8 inner qi cultivator, and he mainly cultivated sword techniques. Before he met Ximen Chuixue, Uncle Yan was very proud of his sword techniques. The Nine Sword that he cultivated could release nine different sword rays, and the more powerful the sword rays were, the more powerful the sword rays would be.
However, with Uncle Yan's current strength, he could only release the first three sword rays. With just these three sword rays, Uncle Yan had killed many masters at the same level as him.
Now, Uncle Yan released three sword rays at the same time. It was his first time doing this. The three sword rays were like three cannonballs, especially the last sword ray, which contained a strong inner qi that could split mountains and split the earth.
Buzz!
Ximen Chui Xue swung the Black Scabbard Sword in his hand. It was a simple slash, but it created a white light that looked like it was about to materialize. The sword energies of the two clashed in the air, creating a series of loud noises. Uncle Yan, who was standing on the roof, felt the tiles beneath his feet begin to tremble.
Boom!
After the loud sound, Ximen Chuixue's figure disappeared for a short while. Uncle Yan's eyes were filled with shock. He discovered that his sure-kill technique, the Nine Layer Sword, had actually been easily resolved by Ximen Chuixue. When Uncle Yan came back to his senses, he suddenly felt a chill behind him. A dense killing intent had already covered him.
Puchi!
When Uncle Yan realized that he was in danger, it was already too late. He could not dodge at all, and he could only quickly move to the side to avoid being stabbed in his vital parts.
A white light flashed, and Uncle Yan suddenly felt his right arm become lighter. He looked down subconsciously and realized that his arm had disappeared.
Blood spurted out from the wound, and Uncle Yan even forgot about the pain. As a swordsman, losing his right arm meant that half of his strength was gone. Even if Uncle Yan could use his left hand to practice swordsmanship in the future, how long would it take for him to regain his current strength?
"Your sword technique sucks. Fighting with you is a disgrace to my identity as a Sword God!" Ximen Chuixue suddenly landed behind Uncle Yan like a ghost. The strong death aura shrouded him again, and Uncle Yan's heart went numb. This was the first time in his life that he had felt so afraid, because he really felt that he was going to die.
"Brother, I can't hold on any longer!" Just as Ximen Chuixue's short sword was about to fall, Yun Ze's roar came from the ground. At this moment, the black-robed youth had already defeated Yun Ze and was about to smash Yun Ze's head with a palm.
Buzz!
The sword that was originally aimed at Uncle Yan's head suddenly changed direction and fell towards the black-robed youth on the ground. Uncle Yan's expression changed drastically. While Ximen Chuixue was not paying attention, he slapped his palm on Ximen Chuixue's chest.
Puchi!
Ximen Chuixue was sent flying by the palm, and his sword Qi also repelled the black-robed youth, saving Yun Ze's life.
"Uncle Yan … where's your arm?" The black-robed youth returned to Uncle Yan's side. Looking at Uncle Yan's empty right arm, his eyes almost popped out.
"Young master, let's go, or we will all die here!" Uncle Yan did not waste any time. He grabbed the young master's shoulder with his left hand, and with the last breath of inner Qi, he instantly disappeared into the night.
"Brother, are you alright?" At this moment, Yun Ze also came to Ximen Chuixue's side. Ximen Chuixue's face was pale, and he was vomiting blood, "Huh? That's not right. Brother, why did you suddenly drop to Stage Six inner Qi? You were in the realm of Great Perfection of inner Qi! "
Feeling the aura on Ximen Chuixue's body, Yun Ze was shocked.
In fact, when Ximen Chuixue came to Earth, the magnetic field on Earth would be disturbed by the magnetic field on Earth. When he fought, he had to resist the disturbance of Earth's magnetic field while fighting. Otherwise, with Ximen Chuixue's true strength, he would be able to kill an opponent like Uncle Yan with a single strike of his sword.
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