Chapter 695
Words:1400Update:22/06/18 05:40:08
Yan Chuan's words immediately calmed the hearts of the people. However, the people were still uneasy.
Perfected Lord White Feather looked at Yan Chuan in the distance and narrowed his eyes.
"Old Sect Master, it's all Shin-kun Kuroha's fault for causing our Great Winged Heaven School to fall into its current state!"
"Old Sect Master, it's great that you're still here!"
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The Great Winged Heaven School disciples found their backbone and were all excited.
"Who started this chaos?" Perfected Lord White Feather's eyes turned cold.
"Him, Yan Chuan!" Everyone quickly pointed out.
Perfected Lord White Feather narrowed his eyes and stared at Yan Chuan in the distance. His eyes were extremely cold.
In the distance, on a mountain peak, the five Middle Void Realm experts that Yan Chuan invited looked at each other.
"Oh? Perfected Lord White Feather? Does anyone want to make a move? "A red-robed expert smiled.
"No need. Yan Chuan only invited us to deal with Perfected Lord Great Feather. What does Perfected Lord White Feather have to do with us? Moreover, this Yan Chuan is always unpredictable. What else does he have to rely on? "Another person said.
"Yes!" Everyone nodded and ignored him.
"Yan Chuan!" Perfected Lord White Feather shouted coldly, clearly having never heard of this name.
"Shin-kun Kuroha, what a bastard. A Deity Realm expert can also mess up the Great Winged Heaven School like this? After being someone else's dog, you're worse than a dog? "Perfected Lord White Feather looked at the trapped Golden Crow in the distance and said coldly.
In the distance, Yan Chuan's body suddenly shone with a red light, and his hair quickly turned blood-red. It grew rapidly, and a monstrous evil intent surged out.
"Rumble!"
The ground under Yan Chuan's feet suddenly sank, turning into a torrential sea of blood.
Yan Chuan's hair was long, and his eyes were bloodshot. The corners of his mouth curled up into a sinister smile. Waves of blood soared into the sky, surrounding Yan Chuan. In an instant, blood qi soared to the nine heavens. Yan Chuan seemed to have transformed into a Blood Sea Berserk Demon, filled with raging devilish intent.
"Blood Demon?" The expressions of the people who had stopped talking suddenly changed. Someone recognized him.
Around Yan Chuan, energy surged wildly as a surge of battle intent shot towards the distant True Lord White Feather.
"Oh?" True Monarch White Feather's eyes narrowed.
At this moment, Yan Chuan's strength skyrocketed.
"Blood Sea, White Feather, die!" Yan Chuan shouted.
He stepped on the waves of blood and soared into the sky. A sea of blood that covered an area of fifty kilometers surged towards the distant True Monarch White Feather.
Wherever the sea of blood passed, the vegetation would wither. Yan Chuan wielded the Jade Emperor Sword and charged towards True Monarch White Feather.
"Hmph, you're courting death!" Perfected Lord White Feather's eyes turned cold as she flew over on the wind.
She extended her hand and suddenly, a huge palm print pressed down.
The moment the Jade Emperor Sword appeared, it suddenly emitted a black light.
"Boom!"
The palm print was suddenly shattered by the Jade Emperor Sword.
"Jade Emperor Sword Formation!"
"Rumble!"
Surging sword qi suddenly erupted like a huge hurricane. Endless sword qi surged out and enveloped Yan Chuan, Blood Sea, and True Monarch White Feather.
When the people saw this scene, they immediately calmed down.
"Boom! Boom!"
Within the Blood Sea Jade Emperor Sword Formation, white light shone everywhere. Waves of impact seemed to want to shatter the sea of blood again and again.
True Monarch White Feather, who was inside, was unusually fierce.
"Hum!"
Suddenly, a beam of light shot down from the sky.
The beam of light shot straight towards the Jade Emperor Sword Formation. Suddenly, the Jade Emperor Sword Formation stabilized, and the huge sword formation immediately became firm.
"Star intent? You're just a Deity. How can you have a star intent? "True Monarch White Feather exclaimed from within the formation.
"Roar!"
There were even dragon roars coming from within the Blood Sea Jade Emperor Sword Formation.
On a mountain peak in the distance, five Middle Void Realm experts narrowed their eyes.
"It seems that we've underestimated Yan Chuan!" The red-robed expert said in a deep voice.
"Star intent? This old man has also just found his natal star. Yan Chuan and that Huo Guang actually both have them? "Another person exclaimed in surprise.
"Old Hong, their natal stars might not be suitable for them. There's no need to be envious!"
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Everyone sighed.
On the mountain of the Great Winged Heaven School.
The leader of the group, Huang Bing, suddenly shouted, "True Monarch White Feather is under Yan Chuan's control. The Great Winged Heaven School is about to be destroyed. We've already offended the Great Winged Heaven School, and there's no way we can go back on our words. It's useless to regret it. Let's just destroy the Great Winged Heaven School and help Da Zhen destroy the Great Winged Heaven School as soon as possible!"
"Hahaha, those disciples of the Great Winged Heaven School who were hiding have all come out. The hundred thousand superior-grade Spirit Stones are mine!"
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After a short period of calmness, the situation became chaotic again.
PS: I have something to do now. It'll be half an hour later at night!
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