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C942 A Massacre



C942 A Massacre

3This was once the number one genius on the Profound Essence List ranking, the number one genius of Fengwu State.    

    

Wasn't this too monstrous?    

    

When the upper echelons of the Yinming Sect saw this scene, they were all frightened.    

    

In the distance, all the warriors were watching from afar. Both sides were confronting each other.    

    

All of them were interested.    

    

However, they still did not dare to approach easily.    

    

On the field.    

    

"Worthy of being the number one monster in this province in a thousand years!"    

    

On the opposite side, among the upper echelons of Yinming Sect, the grey-robed man who had spoken a thousand years ago shouted angrily:    

    

"So what if he's a monstrous genius? He will still die today!"    

    

After saying that, he attacked.    

    

He struck out with his palm.    

    

Countless black devil energy surged out and surged towards the Void.    

    

All kinds of False Profound Meaning were revealed.    

    

In the blink of an eye, a huge black palm print that was a few hundred meters in size appeared.    

    

It was emitting a strong bloody aura.    

    

It almost turned everything within a thousand meters into blood color.    

    

It was crushing towards Lin Xuan.    

    

Its power was terrifying.    

    

This was his strongest attack, he wanted to kill Lin Xuan.    

    

After witnessing the previous scene, he didn't dare hold back anymore.    

    

"Too weak!"    

    

Lin Xuan's eyes were calm as he shook his head.    

    

Even though they were both Void Martial Stage Peak warriors, he was still much stronger than them in the past.    

    

Also, the warriors of the same generation that he had seen in Blood Secret Realm had also far surpassed this level.    

    

He flicked his finger.    

    

A gray sword beam flew out and met the black and red palm print.    

    

The gray sword light was only several feet long.    

    

It was completely incomparable to the black and red palm print's power and size.    

    

But in the next breath, both sides clashed.    

    

Chi!    

    

That black and red palm print was like a thin and crispy biscuit, and was instantly torn apart.    

    

It quickly spread.    

    

The entire black and red palm print was torn to pieces in an instant.    

    

However, the power of the grey sword light did not decrease in the slightest. It continued to shoot towards the grey-clothed middle aged man.    

    

"This is impossible!"    

    

The grey clothed middle aged man turned pale with fright. He had never imagined that this would be the result.    

    

Lin Xuan's strength had far exceeded his expectations.    

    

But at this moment.    

    

The sword light had already arrived. He didn't have time to think about it anymore.    

    

Rip!    

    

The protective barrier around his body was torn apart and the sword radiance fell.    

    

With a puff, the sharp blade penetrated his flesh, and the sound of blood splashing could be heard.    

    

Ah!    

    

After a blood-curdling scream.    

    

The grey-clothed middle-aged man was directly slashed by the sword on the spot, unable to leave his corpse intact.    

    

The grey sword light took advantage of the situation and took away the few Void Martial Stage warriors nearby.    

    

It landed below.    

    

It charged into the crowd of warriors below, and brought up a rain of blood.    

    

Ahhhhhh!!!    

    

Miserable screams rang out without end.    

    

High up in the sky.    

    

All the upper echelons of the Yinming Sect had shocked expressions on their faces.    

    

Lin Xuan's strength had actually reached such a terrifying extent.    

    

Even the Void Martial Stage Peak elder, who was second only to the King level in the sect, was no match for him.    

    

He was easily killed by a sword beam.    

    

Wasn't this strength a little too exaggerated?    

    

"Impudent!"    

    

"How dare you be so arrogant in my Yinming Sect!"    

    

"Let's attack together and kill this bastard!"    

    

... ""    

    

After that.    

    

Several furious shouts rang out.    

    

It was only then that the martial artists came back to their senses.    

    

All of the martial artists were shocked and furious.    

    

This was the headquarters of the Yinming Sect, but someone had come knocking on their door.    

    

He had even killed a large number of warriors.    

    

This was simply slapping their faces.    

    

Under the lead of a few of them, the rest of the martial artists attacked one after another.    

    

A blood-red sword light, a black claw, and a gray fist print...    

    

Several attacks were launched at Lin Xuan.    

    

They had witnessed what had happened just now. Although they couldn't believe it, they knew it too.    

    

Lin Xuan's strength wasn't just at the Martial King Stage. At least, in this one versus one battle, no one could defeat him.    

    

He wanted everyone to attack him together.    

    

The Yinming Sect had a lot of powerful warriors, and they had a lot of them. They had a lot of resources and resources, and they were far more powerful than the other major powers.    

    

With so many Void Martial Stage warriors attacking together, there was no need to talk about Void Martial Stage Peak warriors.    

    

Even some Early King level warriors would suffer heavy injuries.    

    

It was even more impossible for Lin Xuan to escape.    

    

They firmly believed that.    

    

In an instant.    

    

The blood red attack that was like a surging river dyed the surrounding sky red.    

    

An attack was unleashed from the city, heading towards Lin Xuan.    

    

The power of this attack was far greater than before.    

    

Just the aftermath alone was enough to kill an ordinary Late Void Martial Stage.    

    

The true force was enough to threaten a Martial King Stage.    

    

Unfortunately, their opponent was Lin Xuan.    

    

Lin Xuan's cultivation base was also King Rank Martial Cultivator, but he wasn't an Early Martial King Stage.    

    

He had reached the fifth level of the Martial King Stage.    

    

Furthermore, his combat strength had already surpassed a major realm.    

    

Ordinary Early Emperor Level warriors were nothing in Lin Xuan's eyes.    

    

And these attacks that hadn't even reached the King level had formed a torrent of attacks.    

    

They weren't even considered ants.    

    

"Break!"    

    

Lin Xuan's expression was cold. He still used the grey sword light as a countermeasure.    

    

And this time, the gray sword light soared.    

    

It actually became several hundred meters in size.    

    

It was barely comparable to this torrent of attacks.    

    

It was still a bit off.    

    

Then...    

    

The torrent of attacks enveloped the grey sword radiance.    

    

Boom!    

    

Just as the upper echelons of the Yinming Sect thought that they had gained the upper hand, they smiled.    

    

In an instant.    

    

However, their facial expression changed dramatically. They looked terrified and terrified.    

    

Crack! Crack! Crack!    

    

Bang, bang, bang ~    

    

Endless explosions could be heard from within the torrent of attacks.    

    

The originally mighty torrent of attacks instantly collapsed by more than half.    

    

At the same time.    

    

Behind them, a large number of upper echelons of the Yinming Sect also suffered a backlash.    

    

Their bodies were like fountains of blood, spurting out large amounts of blood.    

    

It was as if countless bright red Hua Dong were blooming.    

    

He was severely injured.    

    

However, these upper echelons of the Yinming Sect could not care about this anymore.    

    

Because...    

    

The gray sword beam that was thousands of feet long was actually completely undamaged.    

    

It was still wrapped in the remaining torrent of attacks, and it crashed down with a loud bang.    

    

Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!    

    

Countless screams rang out once again.    

    

It caused one's hair to stand on end.    

    

The dozens of high-level warriors of the Yinming Sect were all killed this time.    

    

They couldn't even escape.    

    

They were all sucked into it, turning into a paste of flesh and blood.    

    

The grey sword light fell into the headquarters of the Yinming Sect.    

    

A bloody feast of slaughter was revealed in front of everyone.    

    

In a radius of several thousand meters, thousands of warriors, and even tens of thousands of warriors, only a miserable cry was left.    

    

They were all killed.    

    

For a moment.    

    

The entire Yinming Sect turned into a bloody scene.    

    

Blood flowed like a river, and corpses could be seen everywhere.    

    

It was a horrifying scene.    

    

It was displayed.    

    

In the sky.    

    

Only Lin Xuan's Flying Ship was left.    

    

Lin Xuan's expression was cold as he looked at the tragic scene.    

    

There was no change in his eyes.    

    

He was not a cold-blooded person.    

    

He showed no mercy to the Devil Cloud Sect and its branch powers.    

    

The Devil Cloud Sect was a branch power, and their actions were no longer human.    

    

They didn't treat martial artists as their own kind, but as animals, slaves, and cultivation materials.    

    

Naturally, he didn't need to be polite.    

    

These people's deaths were not to be regretted!    

    

- The content came from [Miegu Reading]    

    


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