The two of them closed their eyes tightly, focused on using their energy to heal their wounds, and entrusted their life and death to him.

How could he retreat and put the two in a dilemma?

In this situation, there is only a head-on kill!

"The mountains and rivers are broken!"

He Wuhen shouted coldly, held the blood-drinking knife tightly in both hands, and swung the knife to cut out eighteen sword lights.

Eighteen sword lights instantly tear apart the air, slashed into the crowd, and then split into thirty-six sword lights, exploding with a bang!

"Boom! Boom!"

The explosion of energy collision suddenly sounded, echoing violently in the valley, spreading several miles away.

Several terrifying pits were cut out from the black scorched earth, and dust and gravel burst into pieces, falling like rain.

With just this move, four level 9 martial artists were killed on the spot.

Although the other martial artists were not dead, they were also severely injured, their bodies were covered in blood and large pieces of blood gushed out.

The five powerful Wuzong masters were also shattered by this powerful move, and they were shocked to retreat a few steps away.

But He Wuhen stood still, blocking in front of Tang Bao and Bai Yan, with red flames all over his body.

Such a scene immediately made the seventh-level Wuzong in the head full of horror and a shocked look appeared in his eyes.

"No wonder this boy was able to kill Feng Qianhun, and he was indeed well-known!"

While sighing in his heart, his mind was also surging quickly and he soon became calculating.

Not only him, but the rest of the people also thought so, all of them widened their eyes and looked at He Wuhen in surprise.

"I am Duanmu Feng, the elder of Guiyuan Sect! He Wuhen, I give you two choices, join Guiyuan Sect as the elder of our sect, or die under my sword!"

Duanmu Feng saw that He Wuhen was extremely powerful and knew that he would pay a heavy price to rob the dragon, so he even spoke up to win over it.

Moreover, with his level seven Wuzong's strength, he is indeed qualified to say this.

But He Wuhen raised his eyebrows and a sarcastic sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, it's so hard that it's so soft?"

"Join Guiyuan Sect as an elder? Are you kicked by a donkey like you when you are my young master?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the warriors of Guiyuan Sect suddenly changed their faces, and a strong sense of shame and anger appeared on their faces.

Duanmu Feng's lungs were even more irritated by the anger. The cold light flashed in his eyes, and his whole body was full of murderous intent.

"Boy, if you don't eat toast, you're looking for death!"

With a angrily shout, Duanmufeng waved the sword in his hand and slashed two dazzling ice-blue sword lights at He Wuhen.
Chapter completed!