The Xiaoyao Sect disciple gritted his teeth. Although he was scared by Chen Sanqiu just now, his whole body trembled and his whole body became stiff, he turned around and looked at the Xiaoyao Sect brothers behind him, as well as Wang Linlin, and the Xiaoyao Sect disciple took a deep breath and roared suddenly.

He screamed at the top of his lungs, as if he was about to scream his throat. He used all his strength to burst out all his energy, his eyes turned red, and he rushed towards Chen Sanqiu with all his strength.

The sword in his hand slashed towards Chen Sanqiu's head.

Chen Sanqiu looked at the Xiaoyao Sect disciple who was full of fear, but his eyes were blood-red, and he roared heart-wrenchingly at him, and couldn't help but sigh.

He reached out and grabbed the sword that the Xiaoyao Sect disciple slashed, directly grabbed the extremely sharp sword edge, and gently bounced the sword finger on the sword.

"Bang."

With a crisp sound, the sword body suddenly emitted a circle of ripples, dispersed around and bounced into the hands of this Xiaoyao Sect disciple.

The Xiaoyao Sect disciple suddenly felt that the sword in his hand had turned into an extremely hot soldering iron. He bounced his hand away and instantly flew up, flying seven or eight meters wide, and then he fell heavily to the ground.

When the Xiaoyao Sect disciple tried hard to raise his head and looked at his hands, he realized that just as Chen Sanqiu used his index finger to gently bounce the sword in his hand, his hands holding the hilt had become bloody and bloody.

"ah."

This Xiaoyao Sect disciple let out a miserable cry of pain, rolled his eyes and fainted from pain.

The young disciples of various major sects who originally wanted to show in front of Wang Linlin and in front of everyone stopped seeing this scene.

Everyone has only one life, and everyone knows that they cannot be resurrected. Although everyone is young and has extraordinary strength, they want to make achievements and achieve great achievements, but when facing Chen Sanqiu, they saw that the powerful disciple in Xiaoyao Sect was so easy to stunned by Chen Sanqiu.

Everyone understood that at this time, it was no longer a matter that they could manage.

Unless everyone rushed towards Chen Sanqiu like an ant eating an elephant, begging him to be the last ant that bites the elephant to death, then he will undoubtedly die.

At this time, only the heads of major sects came forward to fight Chen Sanqiu. Otherwise, they would not be Chen Sanqiu's opponents just because of theirs.

"Chen Sanqiu, you have done so many evil deeds and killed so many of our disciples. Do you want to leave so easily?" The head of an ancient martial arts sect said angrily at Chen Sanqiu.

"Chen Sanqiu, you murderous demon, have killed people into a river, dyed your mountain with blood red. Don't you feel a trace of uneasiness in your heart?" The head of another ancient martial arts sect also said angrily at Chen Sanqiu.

"Chen Sanqiu, if you can leave one of your arms here, we can let you go." Another head of an ancient martial arts sect said to Chen Sanqiu, his face full of compassion.

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Wang Linlin looked at Chen Sanqiu without saying a word, watched Chen Sanqiu hold the sword of the Xiaoyao Sect disciple in his hand, and gently turned around in his hand, watching Chen Sanqiu holding the sword in his hand, looking up at the sky in a daze, not afraid of anything the heads of the ancient martial arts sects on his side were saying, and he looked at Chen Sanqiu's mouth slightly up, showing a wicked smile...

Wang Linlin's heart thumped gently and accelerated the speed of beating.

Wang Linlin knew how much Chen Sanqiu despised the heads of the ancient martial arts sects around him now.

Chen Sanqiu was so disdainful of them as enemies.

Even if you want to intimidate Chen Sanqiu with words, how is that possible?

Could Chen Sanqiu be a person who can be intimidated by words?

Wang Linlin knew that it was impossible, something 100% impossible.

When he saw Chen Sanqiu gradually withdraw his gaze from the sky and the sword in his hand stood erect on Chen Sanqiu's chest, Wang Linlin suddenly retreated quickly to the back.

Before the other leaders of the ancient martial arts sect came to their senses when Wang Linlin's sudden retreat, Chen Sanqiu had already shouted softly, and his true energy suddenly rose up, poured into his limbs and into the sword in his hand.

There are only nine styles in the nameless sword technique, and any two styles can be connected together, and there are many changes. When you see the front hand, you don’t know which of the nine styles you should use in the back hand.

More importantly, each of these nine styles is powerful, with sword energy scattered everywhere, like a mountain splitting, like an upside down sea, like a god or a demon descending to earth.

This is the most terrifying and scary place.

Each style is very powerful, and any two styles can be connected at will, which is terrible.

"The nameless sword technique, destroy."

Chen Sanqiu's wrist trembled, and his sword energy was radiant like a silver dragon coming out of the sea. His body and the sword in his hand seemed to be one. His body was the sword, and the sword was Chen Sanqiu's body.

With one sword, he rushed to the head of one of the ancient martial arts sects. The sword was clean and neat, like a fart coming from the sky forever. He could not even hide, and directly penetrated the chest of one of the ancient martial arts sects.

Before the head of the ancient martial arts sect could come back to his senses, before he could scream, Chen Sanqiu had already followed the sword and rushed towards the head of another ancient martial arts sect.

In less than a second, Chen Sanqiu injured the heads of two ancient martial arts sects in a row, and then rushed towards the heads of the other ancient martial arts sects.

The leaders of the other ancient martial arts sects had already come to their senses at this time and cursed.

Ma Dan, Wang Linlin is so abominable.

I knew what Chen Sanqiu was going to do in advance, but I didn't tell them in advance, so I just ran away alone.

Damn it.

Too hateful.

The heads of these ancient martial arts sects quickly turned around and rushed towards Wang Linlin's escape. As for his disciples...

Now that I have no life to protect, I still care about my disciples?

Are you idle?

Chen Sanqiu chased the heads of the ancient martial arts sects and rushed towards the back mountain.

The two ancient martial arts sects who were injured by Chen Sanqiu at the beginning couldn't help but feel a sense of joy in their hearts.

Unexpectedly, I was in trouble at the beginning, but in the end I became the luckiest person.

Although he was injured by Chen Sanqiu at the beginning, he may not die.

And the leaders of the other ancient martial arts sects may not be certain.

"What are you still standing there? Go and break the cannons on the top of the mountain and transport them to the bottom of the mountain. It would be a pity to lose such a powerful cannon." A wounded leader of the ancient martial arts sect shouted loudly.

Sudden.

An angry roar came from the foot of the mountain.

Everyone turned their heads and looked down at the mountain.

Five super-large cloned Taotie beasts rushed towards the direction of Tianshan Sword Gate from a distance.
Chapter completed!