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Chapter 1642: The Power of the Evil Sword! (1)(1/2)

Seeing Su Xuan, Crazy Sword, and Xue Xing's face turned dark! Damn, this is where they are now, and they can come whenever they want! Moreover.

They smashed the door before, now they smashed the space! Damn it! What made the two of them want to vomit blood even more was that Su Xuan obviously chased them in.

But before, they chased out with wild faces... As for the other six saints, they were just shocked and angry! Su Xuan... destroyed the space! This is a provocation! "Little bastard, we swear in the name of the Holy Spirit,

I will kill you in this life!"

They shouted angrily.

"I will kill you today!"

Su Xuan's eyes were filled with madness.

The evil sword is in hand, and the evil thoughts are violent.

Su Xuan can feel even more how many countless lives have been destroyed in this space! These people were imprisoned here for the selfish interests of nine saints! How innocent they are! How filthy these so-called saints are! Su Xuan has always thought that he is a

Bad people are bad to the core! But in his life, he has never killed anyone who has nothing to do with him! He has also killed good people, but those people offended him first. Su Xuan has a clear conscience! "A spiritual saint cannot bear it, and he has nothing to do with a dog.

Weird! I have a sword to kill them!"

Su Xuan closed his eyes slightly and could feel that more than a million creatures had been killed here.

immediately.

Su Xuan opened his eyes, which were filled with scarlet craziness.

"break!"

Su Xuan shouted sharply.

"Boom boom boom!"

The power of the five major cultivation places poured in crazily.

The space that held the Qixuan Holy Church suddenly cracked.

then.

The expressions of the eight saints changed drastically.

"boom!"

Space collapses.

Darkness began to cover the place.

outside world.

The ground in the center of the five major training grounds suddenly collapsed.

then.

A crack appeared in the sky.

"Boom boom boom!"

The Qixuan Holy Hall crashed down, like an ancient giant jumping from the sky.

Under the raging distortion of space, the Qixuan Holy Church has been riddled with holes.

Eight of the saints roared angrily.

The Qixuan Temple was destroyed! Even if they tried their best to repair it, they could not make up for it! Years of hard work were ruined in one day! They were so angry that they almost went crazy.

"kill!"

"I'm going to kill that beast!"

"Suppress him and prevent him from transcending forever!"

They roar in anger, which is out of their will, and their character will naturally have flaws.

Usually they can maintain aloof appearance, but when they are completely angry, they become even more crazy and sick.

"Boom boom boom!"

Their power was completely violent, overflowing from the ruined Qixuan Temple.

"Whatever the ghost is, get out of here!"

At this moment, Su Xuan's cold voice came from outside.

"Boohoo!"

All eight saints rushed out.

Su Xuan stood alone in front of them, surrounded by broken walls and piles of corpses in all directions, a scene of hell on earth.

Yang Fengge, Nalan Tianming and others were all in the five major cultivation places. Even the evil disciples had not left, but the power of the five major cultivation places continued to pour into his body.

This battle.

He has a murderous intention and wants to kill these beasts with his own hands! He is not cynical, let alone compassionate.

But he will also feel unjust in his heart! If he kills someone, let him kill with confidence! A strong and powerful person who kills mortals?

Who gave them their sense of superiority and who gave them their power?

Are they really superior to others? Can they really regard all living beings as ants?

He has been facing inequality all his life, and he feels the indifference of those superior beings all the time! He is enduring it! He is trying to become stronger, hoping that one day he can draw his sword in front of them! At this moment.

Su Xuan was filled with murderous intent and injustice, and he couldn't help but feel unhappy! His bloody hair was like a dragon wreaking havoc.

He stands proudly in the void, holding an evil sword, like the real evil god.

"Su Xuan, very angry."

Mu Xiaochan whispered.

She knew Su Xuan's character and it was difficult to be truly angry.

In Su Xuan's world, things that can be solved by killing are not worthy of his anger.

And if even killing people can't calm him down, it means he is really angry.

The evil master was so angry that he was shocked! "These bastards have completely angered Su Xuan."

Nalan Tianming sneered.

In the flickering light, all the evil disciples looked at Su Xuan.

Su Xuan at this moment made them feel terrifying to the core.

The wind blew, bringing with it a touch of blood.

The Nine Saints looked at Su Xuan coldly, but their brows furrowed.

Su Xuan stood quietly, but he was like an angry ancient wild beast, which made them tremble inexplicably, and the anger in their hearts was reduced by one point.

"Do it, this is your last chance."

Su Xuan spoke hoarsely, like swords rubbing against each other.

"Who do you think you are!"

The Crazy Sword Saint drank coldly.

"Be the first to kill you."

Su Xuan said coldly.

The Crazy Sword Saint was furious.

And right now.

"call out!"

A black light cut through the void and appeared in front of Su Xuan instantly.

It was an arrow with a demonic shadow dancing wildly on it.

In the shadow in the distance, Jian Li is holding a large bow with dragon horns and his eyes are cold.

He didn't have as many thoughts as other saints and just wanted to kill Su Xuan, whether it was a frontal killing or a sneak attack.

When people die, it is their victory, even if it is a tragic victory.

Moreover, in the eyes of Saint Jianli, Su Xuan's character is worth pondering.

Only a second-level spiritual master has exploded with such terrifying combat power, he must have a supreme inheritance! If they get it, they may be able to make up for the loss of the temple! And he didn't hold back at all about this arrow.

Seeing Su Xuan who didn't react, Saint Jian Li sneered.

Even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured! Saint Jianli is very confident.

But the next moment.

Saint Jian Li's pupils suddenly shrank.

Su Xuan did not dodge at all and allowed the arrow to penetrate his chest.

For a moment, the demonic roar echoed.
To be continued...
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