Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"How can he be so strong!" Seeing Zhao Tian rushing towards him, the purple Martial Cultivator was startled.    

He didn't expect that his guard would be killed by Zhao Tian so quickly.    

"If you were with him, I wouldn't be able to kill you all in a short period of time. If you turn around and run, then you're courting death." Zhao Tian caught up to the purple-clothed Martial Cultivator, a bloodthirsty smile on his face. He raised his sword high up and slashed down without hesitation.    

As expected, the purple-clothed Martial Cultivator, which had been scared out of its wits, had its throat cut off by the sword. Fresh blood immediately stained the purple uniform of the branch family.    

Zhao Tian put away the Martial Cultivator's corpse and left the blood stained purple robe on the spot.    

Then, he walked in front of the two corpses and put away all of them. After that, he swaggered away.    

Only after he had walked far away and hid himself did the supreme being family's Martial Cultivator fly over from afar.    

Looking at the light purple clothes on the ground, the Martial Cultivator were shocked.    

Killing the heart, calling the heavens, this was killing the heart.    

If the other party could take the corpse away, he could also take the clothes away and destroy all traces of the corpse.    

However, Zhao Tian did not do so. Instead, he left the clothes here. His meaning could not be clearer.    

"Damn it!" The various supreme being families' Martial Cultivator felt like they had been offended. It was just an ordinary Martial Cultivator. Even though he was a genius, he actually dared to not put the supreme being family in his eyes. This was truly preposterous.    

As more and more supreme being families' Martial Cultivator appeared, seeing more and more of the blood purple colored Martial Cultivator, their angry voices also became louder and louder.    

It wasn't until a Divine Beast Realm powerhouse arrived that their voices stopped.    

Looking at this purple-colored robe, the middle-aged Divine Beast Realm Martial Cultivator's eyebrows twitched unnaturally. He couldn't help but clench his fists tightly.    

This was a great humiliation. This was simply a great humiliation.    

This time, capturing Zhao Tian, he was fully in charge. He brought a group of Saint Beast Realm Martial Cultivator with him, and only caught an Early Saint Beast Realm Martial Cultivator. Originally, he thought that it would be a piece of cake, but he did not expect that there would be a few accidents.    

Not only that, many Saint Beast Realm Martial Cultivator died as well, making him lose all face.    

Even though he lost a Saint Beast Realm Martial Cultivator, it only made him lose face. It was nothing.    

After all, for a Prestigious Family, wanting to recruit ordinary Saint Beast Realm Martial Cultivator was truly an extremely easy matter.    

There were too many Saint Beast Realm Martial Cultivator. If he wanted to do things for the Prestigious Family, he could choose as he pleased.    

Hence, in a Prestigious Family, the status of ordinary Saint Beast Realm Martial Cultivator was very low, far lower than the status of a Prestigious Family disciple.    

But now, there was actually a disciple from the supreme being family's branch family who was in trouble. This was not a small matter, he had to report it to the family. This not only made him lose face, it might even cause his status in the family to fall.    

If he wanted to make up for all of this, the only way was to capture Huantian and use this to make up for his mistakes.    

"How dare you! Huantian, you are really daring, I have never seen you before... You have successfully provoked the anger in my heart by not putting the supreme being family in your eyes." The anger in the eyes of the Divine Beast Realm Martial Cultivator was unconcealed. As his killing intent was released, the surrounding trees and branches were blown by the wind.    

The Saint Beast Realm Martial Cultivator below lowered their heads, keeping silent like cicadas in winter. They did not even dare to breathe loudly as they quietly waited for his orders.