"Die!"
With another swing of the axe, a Daoist boy and his mount, a green divine bull, were split into two halves. All of his defensive magic treasures were completely destroyed and scrapped.
"The fourth swing!"
After killing another one, Chu Rui once again reported the number of attacks he had used.
With another swing of the axe, the middle-aged Daoist leader's head was directly chopped off!
"The fifth swing!"
With five swings of the axe, five people were chopped to death. Even the leader was dead. The remaining five Daoists were previously suppressed by Chu Rui's imposing manner. Now that he had slaughtered them, his domineering aura and hostility had risen to the extreme, causing them to almost pee in their pants.
"Surrender, we surrender!"
Chu Rui could stop one person, but he could not stop the five people scattered around him. The two words' surrender 'were finally shouted out by them. But so what? With killing intent, Chu Rui absolutely could not restrain himself. Surrender? From the very beginning, there was no such ending. There was only one ending for all of you, and that was … death!
"Die!"
Chu Rui's eyes were blood red, like a ghost. Beg for mercy? His eyes were red with killing intent. If he did not vent the hostility in his body, then he would be miserable. For a few pieces of trash, he, Chu Rui, was not so great.
"The sixth swing!"
Another swing of the axe, with himself as the center, like the second method of using the second move of Split the Heavens. A circle of axe light spread out, directly beheading four Daoists.
"I was wrong, please let me go, I beg you!"
The Daoist priest, who looked like a child, watched as his companions were all killed in just a few breaths of time. They were completely wiped out without leaving behind a single bit of consciousness. Chu Rui not only destroyed their physical bodies, but also their Nascent Soul and Nascent Soul. It could be said that from now on, there would be no more of them in this world. Even reincarnation was impossible. From the outside to the inside, they were all killed. Vitality and spirit, nothing was left behind.
Violent aura, boundless dominance, terrifying killing intent, and nine bloody corpses!
All of these were placed in front of the young Daoist, causing him to tremble uncontrollably. At this moment, his mind was blank. He did not have any thoughts in his heart, not even any thoughts of regret. The only thing that controlled him was his survival instinct, causing him to kneel on the ground and frantically kowtow, begging for mercy from the young man who he looked down on before to spare his dog life.
"The seventh swing!"
Facing the child-like Daoist kneeling not far away, with a mournful voice, with the most humble posture, frantically kowtowing, Chu Rui's heart, he was still as cold and cruel as before... Raising the Heaven Splitting Axe, that awe-inspiring axe blade scared the Daoist boy so much that he screamed and instantly wet his pants.
"Esteemed Envoy, can you spare him this time for my sake?"
At this moment, the white-bearded old Daoist jumped out. Even though he knew that doing so would definitely make Rui feel disgusted, and he also understood that those fellows only had themselves to blame, but seeing so many of his brothers die, and the only one left now begging like a dog, he couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness. All of this made him sad, but also softened his heart.
"You want to protect him?"
Chu Rui's raised axe did not fall, and the seventh swing did not come out. He turned his head to look at the white-bearded old Daoist, and the corners of his mouth curled into a mocking smile. Honorable envoy? What did he call him before? Now that he saw his strength, the way he addressed him changed really quickly. It seemed that even though they were not part of the world, these so-called cultivators were still unable to avoid those strange gazes.
"Honorable envoy, please be merciful."
The white-bearded old Daoist looked at Chu Rui's eyes, and his heart skipped a beat, thinking that things were not good. However, since he had already said that, no matter what, he had to endure to the end. Not only was he soft-hearted, but he was also putting on a show for the disciples below.
"He must die today, and no one can save him!"
Chu Rui's expression was indifferent, but the words he said almost made the white-bearded old Daoist pull off a strand of his beard.
"However, if you can withstand my attack for ten breaths, then the promise you made to them before will still count!"
Even though he had killed those ten guys, the hostility in his heart did not diminish much. It could not be helped, who asked those rookies to be so weak that he did not vent much at all.
"The heavens are virtuous, he is no longer a threat, why do you …"
Hearing Chu Rui's rejection, the white-bearded old Daoist raised his beard and wanted to bargain with him. Chu Rui was here to subdue this place, so he thought that he still had a bargaining chip. However, he did not know Chu Rui at all. He would never be threatened by others, and he would not go against his conscience to negotiate with others, even if the conditions were very beneficial to him. Previously, he said that those ten guys must die, so he would definitely kill them, and not leave a single one alive. Before the white-bearded old Daoist could finish his words, Rui had already taken the initiative to strike first. With a swing of his axe, the remaining child Daoist, who had lost all his courage, died in an instant. He died without a complete corpse, dying very thoroughly.
"The seventh strike!"
Chu Rui took back the Sky-Opening Axe, carried it on his shoulder, and repeated the three words again. He said that he would kill them within ten strikes, and he did not go back on his words. Only seven strikes were enough to end the battle.
Looking at Chu Rui, who was like a demon, the entire Yin Yang Sacred Realm fell into an unprecedented silence. The hubbub before the battle, the suspicion, disdain, and ridicule towards him all disappeared at this moment, and turned into deep shock and fear.
Who exactly was this man?
It was inconceivable that someone in his twenties could possess such strength.
"You …"
The white-bearded old Daoist knew what Chu Rui was going to do when he saw his actions, but with his strength, he could not stop him at all. When he came to his senses, the boy Daoist was already dead. What was done could not be undone, and he could only glare at Chu Rui angrily.
"Do you want to bet?"
Facing the white-bearded old Daoist's angry expression, Chu Rui pretended not to see. He looked at the white-bearded old Daoist indifferently and asked in a calm tone.
"I'll take your advice!"
The white-bearded old Daoist gritted his teeth, and the Black Sky Treasure Mirror in his hand expanded again, turning into a huge and thick wall in front of him. At this moment, he was not just putting on a show for the disciples below to win their hearts. He was truly angry.
"Ten breaths, remember that!"
Chu Rui smiled coldly, and his eyes began to flash with a violent brilliance. His current anger could not be vented unless he slashed the Black Sky Treasure Mirror.
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