The dark and cold arrow pierced through the sky, piercing through the clouds. It carried an unparalleled killing intent as it shot towards Chen Zong, as if it wanted to directly pierce through his head.
In the blink of an eye, the sharp arrow was as swift and fierce as a dark thunderbolt. It was incomparably tyrannical.
Numerous gazes gathered on Chen Zong's body. That cold arrow made them feel astonished. It was even faster and stronger than before.
Duan Lingkong and the others were also staring at Chen Zong. Facing this sudden arrow, would Chen Zong be able to block and dodge it?
Chen Zong did not have the slightest intention of dodging. It was as if he did not know that there was a cold arrow shooting towards him, or as if he could not react in time. In short, the cold arrow crossed a thousand meters in an instant and shot towards the space between Chen Zong's eyebrows.
It moved!
Chen Zong's left hand moved. He slowly raised it, looking very relaxed, as if he was brushing away a strand of dust on his hair. He flicked his finger lightly, turning it into a sword finger, and pointed it forward.
It seemed slow, but it was actually fast!
All the movements and trajectories were so clear that anyone could see it clearly. It gave people a feeling of beauty, as if it contained an indescribable mystery.
The pointing of his finger seemed to coincidentally come into contact with the frightening arrow that carried the cold and dark murderous intent, colliding and emitting a popping sound.
The dark arrow paused for a moment and trembled rapidly. Then, as if it had been hit by a giant hammer, it began to shatter from the point of collision, inch by inch, until it completely shattered, turning into a black mist that dissipated into the void.
Chen Zong also retracted his sword finger in a timely manner and dropped it naturally.
From the raising of his left arm to the pointing of his sword finger to the retracting of his finger, all his movements were so natural and smooth. The trajectory seemed clear, but it also gave people a feeling that it was traceless.
A thousand meters away, the pupils of the Demon Dweller who shot this arrow shrank to the size of needles. He was extremely shocked. This arrow was his strongest arrow. Not only did it not kill the other party, it did not even have the qualifications to injure the other party. It was so easily shattered by a single finger.
What kind of technique was this?
This scene caused Mo Yehan's expression to change slightly. His gaze turned grave. Mo Luogu raised his eyebrows slightly as if he was surprised.
Chen Zong's gaze swept across the area, crossing a thousand meters, and directly stared at the Devil Cultivator who shot the arrow. Then, he raised his foot, stepped forward, and landed.
Every movement was so clear, but it also gave people a very strange feeling.
The moment his foot landed, Chen Zong's figure immediately rushed forward. He was as fast as a gust of wind, as graceful as a cloud, and as swift as a bolt of lightning.
Quick!
Extremely fast!
Everyone only felt that Chen Zong's figure became blurry in an instant. It turned into a piece, and then into a streak. In an instant, he was hundreds of meters away, and then thousands of meters away.
The Demon Dweller's pupils immediately shrank to the size of needles. He immediately drew his bow and shot out another dark and cold arrow that pierced through the air. However, this arrow was unable to succeed and was directly shattered.
The sword light flashed, and that was the last scene in the eyes of the Demon Dweller. He felt as if he was flying high into the air, constantly spinning upside down. That was his head, which was directly cut off.
"So fast!"
"What terrifying speed!"
One by one, they cried out in alarm.
From the moment Chen Zong raised his foot and landed, he exploded with an incomparably astonishing speed. His speed was so fast that he directly crossed a thousand meters and killed the Demon Dweller.
"The second one!" As the Demon Dweller's body fell and his head rolled in the air, Chen Zong's voice also sounded out. When it entered everyone's ears, it was like a gust of cold wind, causing them to involuntarily shiver.
Trembling, a chill emerged from the depths of their hearts for no reason.
The Demon Dweller was extremely furious.
"You bastard, go to hell." Mo Yehan was enraged. He directly erupted with an extremely terrifying aura. That aura surged like a tide and rushed in all directions, as if it wanted to turn everything around him into powder.
A violent rumble sounded. Mo Yehan directly burst out with an astonishing speed, more than twice as fast as when he defeated the four War Demons. Like a dark thunderbolt, he streaked across the sky and instantly rushed towards Chen Zong.
One punch!
Mo Yehan raised his fist and suddenly swung it out.
The eighth punch of the Ninefold Tyrant Fist!
As soon as he made his move, he used all his strength and showed no mercy. He directly blasted Chen Zong to death with one punch.
This punch carried the terrifying power of a thunderbolt and directly blasted forward. Darkness enveloped the area as if it was going to devour everything.
Chen Zong's body was directly hit and instantly exploded.
However, Mo Yehan was not happy at all. Instead, he frowned because this punch did not feel like it had hit a physical body. What it hit was only an afterimage. At the critical moment, the other party dodged.
Mo Yehan's reaction was extremely fast. He immediately turned around and suddenly punched out. He was worried that Chen Zong would appear behind him and attack.
However, this punch missed again. From the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of sword light suddenly flash. However, it was not aimed at him, but at another Demon Dweller.
It was certain that this human's Ten Thousand Elephant True Technique had reached the fourth level, while the other Demon Dwellers were at the third level. Even if he had extremely high talent, this human's strength was still very terrifying.
He could not block it!
He could not block it at all.
Kill!
When the sword light flashed past, the Demon Dweller was also directly killed. The sword cut off his head. The rolling head's eyes were still filled with fear and a trace of confusion.
Because Chen Zong's sword was too fast.
After dodging his attack and killing another member of the Demon-Dweller Clan, who was also one of his two underlings, Mo Yehan exploded. That kind of anger was like the eruption of a ten-thousand-year-old volcano. His anger was monstrous, like the collapse of a mountain.
His feet suddenly stomped on the ground, and the ground instantly shattered inch by inch. Mo Yehan's speed seemed to have increased a little as he once again charged at Chen Zong.
The eighth punch!
The power of this punch seemed to have become even more tyrannical because of his anger.
However, this punch still missed. What was shattered was only the afterimage left by Chen Zong. As for Chen Zong's real body, he did not counterattack Mo Yehan. Instead, he directly attacked the other Demon Dweller, which was Mo Yehan's other subordinate.
That Demon Dweller was also stunned. He immediately exploded with all his strength. That strength was extremely tyrannical, even more tyrannical than the third level of the Human Clan's Ten Thousand Elephant True Technique.
However, it was still useless.
To Chen Zong, there was no difference at all.
The sword light flashed, bringing death.
Another sword cut off the head.
The fourth!
From the moment Chen Zong appeared until now, there were already four Demon Dwellers. Four consecutive Demon Dwellers died under his sword. One sword, one kill. It was swift, decisive, and incomparably sharp.
Mo Yehan's face was incomparably gloomy. It was so dark that it was like dark clouds. His pair of dark eyes were suffused with strands of scarlet killing intent. It was so strong that it almost overflowed.
Shameful!
Hateful!
He actually killed his subordinates.
Under the pursuit, he killed both of his underlings. It was as if someone had grabbed him by the collar and slapped him crazily in the face. Every slap was so loud and clear.
"Good kill!" Wu Daoyuan suddenly laughed. He felt incomparably carefree in his heart, carefree to the extreme.
"Chen Zong, I admire you ten thousand times." Lu Xiu also laughed.
The gloominess in Duan Lingkong's eyes completely disappeared. What was left was excitement and joy. At this moment, he even forgot about the pain in his body.
"As expected of Brother Chen, as expected of Brother Chen." Duan Lingkong could not speak, but he was roaring in his heart.
Killing four Demon Dwellers in a row, one sword for each. Such a battle record was so valiant that it was enough to shock everyone.
After all, this was a human who was evaluated as having no special racial talent and was the most mediocre human. Moreover, he was a human who came from the Third-rank Void.
The combination of mediocre and Third-rank Void origin meant that he was at the bottom. In the eyes of the First-Rank Void life forms, he was the lowest life form.
However, now, a lowly life form had killed four high-level life forms in a row. What an amazing counterattack. It was as shocking as an ant biting several elephants to death in a row.
If they did not see it with their own eyes, no one would believe it. It was too fantastical.
"This lowly life form is very interesting. He's qualified to be my servant." Wu Xiu of the Ancient Beast Clan suddenly laughed. He was one of the top four powerhouses in the East Camp and the number one genius of the Ancient Beast Clan.
"Should we stop the Demon Dwellers?" An Ancient Beast Clan genius next to Wu Xiu asked.
"No, let him suffer first," Wu Xiu said with a smile.
"Bastard, you damned lowly bastard." Mo Yehan's anger soared, each level stronger than the last. Like the rising tide, his eyes became more and more scarlet, and his anger accumulated to the extreme.
Immediately, hearing Wu Daoyuan and Lu Xiu's laughter, Mo Yehan suddenly turned his head to look. In a flash, he appeared beside Wu Daoyuan at an astonishing speed. He lifted his foot and stomped down.
With a boom, Wu Daoyuan's head was directly crushed. That foot was more than three inches into the ground.
It was too fast and too sudden. Even with Chen Zong's ability, he could not react in time. Wu Daoyuan's head was crushed and he died.
After crushing Wu Daoyuan's head, Mo Yehan appeared beside Lu Xiu in a flash. He lifted a foot and suspended it in the air above Lu Xiu's head. However, he was not in a hurry to stomp down. Instead, he looked at Chen Zong. His scarlet eyes were extremely terrifying. A sinister smile hung at the corner of his mouth. "Bastard, if you break one of your arms now, I'll spare his life."
Lu Xiu's pupils shrank. He wanted to dodge, but he could not.
"Chen Zong, avenge me." Although Lu Xiu was a little frightened, he did not lose his composure. Instead, he shouted.
"Okay." Chen Zong gave Lu Xiu a direct answer. Although it was only one word, it was extremely firm.
"All of you bastards deserve to die." Mo Yehan did not succeed. He became even more furious. He directly stomped down and with a bang, Lu Xiu's head was also crushed.
Just as he crushed Lu Xiu's head, Chen Zong also burst out with extreme speed. He turned into a flash of sword light and flew directly across the grass, rushing towards Mo Yehan.
And this was also what Mo Yehan wanted.
"Bastard, your time of death has come. I won't kill you so easily. I'm going to put you to death by a thousand cuts." Mo Yehan's voice was filled with astonishing malice and murderous intent. Just listening to it made one's body feel cold and incomparably horrified.
Immediately, Mo Yehan stirred up all the strength in his body. Darkness shrouded him and thunder raged. It went straight through his arm and he suddenly punched out.
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