The Wang family, the huge mansion has completely turned into ruins. Ning Caichen's white clothes are stained with blood, like a killing god. The white clothes are dyed red, with blood flowers, charming and cold people. His dark eyes are as sharp as a blade, as if they are from Jiuyou, without any emotion, like a killing god recovered from ancient times, making people stand in a cold state.

"Boom!...wow.puff!"

The long sword in his hand was swung, and Wu Zong was directly chopped out by Ning Caichen with a sword. His body hit the ground like a shell, his ribs were broken, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were filled with disbelief, and there was no excessive skills. Ning Caichen practiced swords and only had some basic sword techniques. He could not get started without sword techniques, but even the basic sword technique was enough, because his power completely crushed the three people, and he didn't need too many skills, and he directly crushed with strength, which was simple violence.

"Swish!Swish!"

The sword light broke through the air, and the two sword lights were dazzling, like meteors in the night sky, tearing the air apart. It was the other two Shushan. Emei's disciples took action and attacked from behind, taking Ning Caichen's back and back.

"Dang...wow...wow!"

Ning Caichen reacted quickly with his backhanded sword, as if he had eyes on the backhand, and slashed out a red sword light with his backhand, as fast as thunder and as powerful as a tremendous force. The sword light was wiped out, and the two of them also flew out, smashing to the ground, splattering rocks, and spewing out large mouthfuls of blood.

"Oh my God, those three immortals are defeated and will they be killed?"

"Who is this person? It's so terrifying. Why do I feel even more terrifying than a demon?"

In the distance, people who watched this scene were shocked and could not speak. In the eyes of these ordinary civilians, monks were like immortals, especially monks in the Yanghun realm, flying with swords. This was simply a method of immortals. Such beings were all figures they usually burn incense and pray. They respected like gods, but now they were beaten in front of them and vomited blood.

In fact, not only these ordinary people, but also some powerful warriors in the crowd were also shocked at this moment.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Ning Caichen swung the long sword in his hand again, turning into a red divine sword of more than 70 meters, directly tearing the clouds, slashing the ground, cutting out a crack that was dozens of meters long. The three of them fled in a panic, covered with blood. At this time, the three of them were very miserable, with bleeding from the corners of their mouths, and no longer looked as high as before, like a dog of a despair.

"Damn it, why is he so strong? Didn't Senior Brother Jun and the others be killed by sneak attacks?" Wu Zong looked ugly.

"No, this person is too threatening. The news must be passed on to the sect and the elders will kill him personally. It is a disaster." The woman from Emei said.

The three of them looked ugly and were extremely embarrassed. Previously, they were arrogant and arrogant because they were very confident. Even though Ning Caichen had the cultivation of both civil and military cultivation and the cultivation of spiritual power and literary energy, they were both cultivators in the Yanghun realm, and they were confident that the four of them could suppress the other party together, but the reality was that they slapped several people hard, and Hongyin was killed, and the three of them were also threatened with life.

"Boom...puff...wow!"

At this moment, Ning Caichen slashed over with another sword, and the three of them avoided it in a mess, but it was still too late. The female monk in Emei was swept through by Yu Bo, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and smashing her body more than ten meters away.

"No, this devil is too strong. Let's leave first, otherwise we will all die." Wu Zong said.

"Okay, the three of us escape separately, and spread the news to the sect as soon as possible to kill this person."

"You two go first, I'll hold him back."

Another male monk from Shushan came to Wu Zong and Emei's female monk. Among the three, he was the least injured.

"Walk!"

Wu Zong didn't delay, and nodded to the other party, and was about to escape with his sword.

"Do you want to leave now?"

Seeing the actions of the three of them, Ning Caichen's eyes slightly condensed. The next moment, his body disappeared directly on the spot and rushed towards the disciple of Shushan who remained.

"Reigning the Swords - Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

Seeing Ning Caichen coming towards him, the disciple of Shushan changed his face slightly, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, but he did not dodge and directly used the strongest means to pinch the sword skill in his hand. The long sword in his hand transformed into thousands of sword lights, forming a sword field, and Ning Caichen came from all directions.

"break!"

Ning Caichen's face remained unchanged, and his body stepped out of the air, and his dragon and tiger steps, like a revived god and demon, slashing out a sword light in his wave. In a trance, under this sword, all the stars in the sky were cut down. Ning Caichen directly used the strongest means without hiding his weakness, because Wu Zong and the female disciple of Emei had already flew into the air with the sword and wanted to escape. This was not what he wanted. These four people would definitely kill today.

"Puchi...wow!"

Finally, the sword domain collapsed, and the monk from Shushan collapsed in his chest. He spat out a mouthful of blood in the air and his body directly hit the ground. He did not kill the monk from Shushan with one blow. Ning Caichen ignored him, but instead jumped in the air and rushed towards the female monk from Emei.

"Go away!"

Wu Zong changed his color and reminded the Emei female monk that his face changed drastically, his speed increased to the extreme, and he flew towards the edge of the field to escape from here.

"Vajra Mantra, the cage of heaven and earth - lock!"

At this moment, I heard a look of Taoist voice from the inner courtyard of the Wang family in the ruins. Then, he saw him pinching the magic seal with his hands, shouting loudly at the sky, and eight talisman papers flew out of his body and shot them in eight directions. Then he saw a yellow semicircular light curtain appearing over the Wang family, directly covering most of the Wang family.

"Dang!...What is this? The Vajra Mantra of the Heavenly Master!"

The face of the female monk in Emei changed drastically. She flew with the sword and directly hit the yellow light curtain. But she couldn't get out at that time. The yellow light curtain locked her inside.

"Fellow Taoist of Tianshi Dao, what do you mean?" Wu Zong's face changed and he looked cold at Yiwei. He didn't expect that something went wrong at this time, blocking the world at Yiwei, and they could not escape, which was simply deadly.

"kill!"

Ning Caichen flew over, his eyes cold and cold.

"No, I am a disciple of Emei. You dare to kill me...Puchi...uh!"

The face of the Emei monk changed drastically and said, "At this moment, she was really panicked and felt the threat of death. However, before she finished speaking, she felt a sword light flashing in front of her eyes, and a pain came from her neck. Then, she felt that she was flying higher and higher. Finally, she saw the headless corpse falling to the ground.

"Junior Sister Baihua!"

On the other side, Wu Zong and another disciple of Shushan shouted, watching Baihua beheaded by Ning Caichen with a sword, and the headless corpse fell to the ground.

"Devil, I'll fight you."

"Ah, no, don't kill me..."

"I don't want to die,..."

"Puchi!" "Puchi..."

Finally, the place returned to peace, and there were two more corpses on the ground, which were from the two Shushan disciples. Ning Caichen took a fierce attack, and the rest was one of the Shushan disciples beheaded by him and the other was pierced through the eyebrows!

In one battle, four Emei and Shushan’s Yanghun Realm Cultivators - Death!

"Immortal, died, four immortals died..."

Everyone around looked at this scene in shock. Ning Caichen was stained with blood in white clothes, holding a long sword in his hand, and there was a red blood flowing on the sword edge. Standing there, he felt like he was a god of killing, which made people dare not look directly at it.
Chapter completed!