They were trained by Ji Chen's blood sacrifice. Although they were not very good at martial arts, they were cruel and fearless.

One of the small flags was cut through the stomach by a head catcher, and the stomach was broken on the spot, and all the intestines were flowing out.

However, Xiaoqi seemed to feel the pain, grabbed the intestines and stuffed them into his stomach, cut off the head catcher's head with a backhand, then turned around and rushed towards a shop next to him.

Xiaoqi's brave style of playing directly scared the people around him.

They have seen those who are desperate, but they have never seen those who are desperate.

Even if you are really not afraid of death, it doesn’t hurt?

Ji Chen also saw this scene and frowned slightly.

"Corpse Soldier!"

Only then did he understand the true meaning of these two words.

These people who were contaminated by his blood were strictly no longer humans, but killing machines that only obeyed his orders.

In addition, all the characteristics of these corpse soldiers are the same as normal people, with normal people's thinking and able to think independently.

It seems that corpse soldiers can develop in large quantities, but their fighting style, which is not afraid of death and pain, is a flaw, and needs to be paid attention to.

After all, normal people are afraid of death, including Ji Chen himself. Even if he is not afraid of death, his strength will be greatly reduced due to pain.

But these corpse soldiers did not have this concern, as if their bodies were not their own at all.

The war was in a one-sided trend. Although Ji Chen had few people on the side, it suppressed the people of the Divine Fire Sect and all the constables.

At this moment, in the distant sky, clouds suddenly exploded, and several balls of red blood mist bloomed in the sky, like magnificent roses, sad and tragic.

"Zixia..., you dare to attack the court!"

A loud bang came from the center of Luocheng, and then a sword spirit rose from the center of Luocheng and was conveyed towards the west city.

In the clouds in the direction of Xicheng, a breath quickly exited Luocheng.

The sword intent also passed out of Luocheng and continued to pass towards the west wasteland.

That breath retreated again.

The sword intent continued to move forward, and the breath continued to retreat, and it retreated dozens of miles away and hundreds of miles away. The sword intent gradually dissipated.

Ji Chen looked towards Xicheng and found that it was Zixia. Unexpectedly, the cheap master really took action.

And that sword intent should be Lu Lin’s!

Just a sword intent can kill hundreds of miles away.

The realm of kings is indeed so terrifying.

The reason why Ji Chen dared to be so unscrupulous today is because he received a letter a day ago, a letter written by Zixia to him.

It says:

"Good disciple, the things that are masters are not that easy to take. If you take things as masters, you are masters' disciples. Regardless of whether you recognize them or not, everyone in the world thinks so.

A good teacher will help you stare at those old guys, don’t worry and do it boldly. Even if you have a hole in the sky, there will be Wudang Nine Kings for you. If it really doesn’t work, then dig out the master and the ancestor from the coffin.

, help you hold on."

"Oh by the way, don't forget to attend the sword ceremony at the end of the year. You must come back to participate. Just give your teacher a face. Because of his age, he still has to help you lose your ass."

Ji Chen has never been so speechless in his life when he was forcibly accepted by someone. However, Zixia's attack solved his urgent problem, at least some of the strongest people who walked far in the virtual realm dared not to be able to do so anymore.

Take action against yourself at will.

Although I have an imperial edict to accompany me, people above the king level dare not attack me, but I do not guarantee that those strong people who have walked far in the virtual realm will not attack me.

I can't guarantee that the imperial edict will appear when they take action.

After all, with his current strength, he does not have much chance of winning against those strongest people in the virtual realm.

After Zixia took action, Ji Chen had no worries about this aspect, so he became more confident.

On the battlefield, corpses were everywhere and blood was flowing into a river, and everyone was killed.

"Run!"

People with the Divine Fire Sect began to flee wildly.

The scene was too terrifying and the two sides were not of the same magnitude at all.

And those constables had already begun to escape.

They fled directly into the houses on both sides of the street, trying to escape with the help of the cover-up of the house.

At this moment, a purple sword light cut through the sky and quickly penetrated into the rooms.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

The sword light quickly penetrated the heads, and as the sword light penetrated the air, it brought out terrifying waves of air. After the heads were pierced, they were exploded by the waves.

Ji Chen released his mental power, and the radius of two thousand meters was within his perception range.

Although his spiritual and mental sword technique is still at the third level, his breakthrough in the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art has also increased a lot with his mental power, so his mental power can now cover a radius of two thousand meters.

It can cover several streets, and no matter where these people hide, they cannot escape his mental search.

The flying sword was like a purple lightning, shuttled through at an extremely fast speed, and life was quickly lost under the flash of the sword light.

Is it cruel?

Ji Chen didn't think so!

In his opinion, right or wrong is no longer so important, but his position is different. After all, if he doesn't kill these people, he will have big trouble himself.

Everything is just to survive.

From the day Dalin Temple was destroyed, everything he did was just to survive.

I would rather let the world down than let the world down.

He thought of being in peace, but God did not give him a chance, so he forced a novice monk who planned to survive for the rest of his life to become a madman who killed the world.

He remembered that when he was a child, he met a fortune teller at the foot of Dalin Temple.

The gentleman once said that he was a Pojun, and his nature was fierce, and he was a disaster for soldiers. He would wander all over his body, with great ups and downs, and his success was achieved by one general and his bones were woven.

Ji Chen didn't believe it, he just wanted to be a little novice monk and spend his whole life in peace.

Until... Dalin Temple was destroyed, he had to fight to survive.

Ji Chen controlled the Zixia sword and shuttled through the various houses, ruthlessly hunting those who were running for their lives.

"I have no other pursuit in my life. Everything I do is to live. If I want to kill everyone in the world at a cost, I will not hesitate."

...

The battle gradually ended, and blood flowed into a river on Shangyang Street, with corpses everywhere. Blood flowed along the ditches on both sides of the street, like water accumulated after heavy rain, flowing into the sewer. For snakes, insects, rats and ants in the sewer

, This is a god-given feast.

The sky is covered with clouds and a heavy rain is coming.

After confirming that there was no living slaughter, Ji Chen and his group planned to leave.

"Sir, these corpses!"
Chapter completed!