Qi Yuanbin immediately panicked when he heard this.

"I said!"

"I said!"

"Don't you want to know the real purpose of my coming to Ziyang Sect? I'll tell you now!"

Chen Hetu shook his head, the murderous look in his eyes was very strong.

"Now, you want to say it? Haha... it's too late!"

At first, Chen Hetu really wanted to know the true purpose of Qi Yuanbin leading his sect here, but at this time, murderous intent surged into his heart, and nothing mattered anymore.

Especially when I think of the injuries on Dugu Qingyi, Xiaoer, Liubei, and Zhou Qin, no one else in Chen Hetu can control them.

"hiss!"

The Long Yin Sword sensed the killing intent in Chen Hetu's heart and let out a terrifying roar.

In the dark sky, lightning flashed and thundered!

It illuminated the whole earth.

"Whoosh!"

The dragon chanting sword shuttled forward and stabbed Qi Yuanbin directly.

Qi Yuanbin's pupils shrank suddenly, his throat rolled, and his legs were extremely soft.

There was a mouthful of saliva in my throat that I hadn't yet swallowed.

A cold light flashed.

The dragon chanting sword pierced his protective spiritual energy and penetrated his chest.

"puff!"

Qi Yuanbin vomited a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened, and he lay down on the ground.

"Bang!"

dusty.

He died of anger!

At the same time, the Dragon Sword flew back and was inserted into the land in front of Chen Hetu.

Chen Hetu did not look at Qi Yuanbin again, but took a step forward and drew out the Dragon Sword from the ground.

"hiss!"

The Dragon Roar Sword made a dragon roar again.

However, this time the dragon's roar was very gentle.

The strange images in the sky also disappeared, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sun shone on the earth again.

The dragon chanting sword exuded a brilliant light.

The dragon on the sword body is still circling, but no momentum is emanating from it.

Chen Hetu looked at the Dragon Yin Sword up and down, but did not see any difference in the Dragon Yin Sword.

"Forget it, we'll study it later."

Chen Hetu shook his head.

He originally wanted to see what was going on with the sword soul, but he didn't see anything strange in the Dragon Sword.

This made him very confused, what exactly is the sword soul? Why did the Dragon Sword swallow it?

However, this can only wait until later.

He looked at Yun Xiaoyue.

I saw Yun Xiaoyue still fighting in the crowd.

There was blood all over her body, and he didn't know whether it was hers or those of the white-clothed practitioners.

Chen Hetu raised his sword and jumped to Yun Xiaoyue's side.

Yun Xiaoyue glanced at Chen Hetu, with an expression of joy on her face.

Then, she turned her gaze, looked at the remaining ten or so white-clothed practitioners with a serious look, and said, "Let's deal with them together!"

"Okay!" Chen Hetu responded and took the lead in drawing his sword.

Both he and Yun Xiaoyue have cross-realm strength. How can these people at the first, second, third and fourth level of the Great Power Realm be their opponents?

Hitting them is just like an adult hitting a child, it's easy.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Chen Hetu has five or six swords in total, and Yun Xiaoyue is basically the same as Chen Hetu.
Chapter completed!