Everyone looked at Xiao Dongchen and sighed in their hearts that it was indeed old and Xiao Dongchen was still too tender.

However, compared with them, Xiao Dongchen was extremely calm at this time.

"Then what."

Xiao Dongchen said lightly, without any fear on his face.

"The sect leader Ai Cai. Before he came, he told me that if you really come this time, you can give you another chance. As long as you agree to join the Sword Sect and assist Jian Feng with peace of mind, you can spare your life."

The old snake spoke slowly, his expression was calm, and he looked at Xiao Dongchen at this moment.

"I once said that after I leave the Spirit Fire Relic, I will go to the Sword Sect in person to take away the divine swords."

Xiao Dongchen's voice was calm and he said, "I didn't want to kill the monks of the Sword Sect, and I was only going to kill Jian Feng."

"But now I've changed my mind."

"Why, do you want to choose to join the Sword Sect?"

The old snake's eyes flashed slightly.

In fact, he had already heard about how amazing Xiao Dongchen's talent was in the mouth of the Sword Sect Master.

If Xiao Dongchen can be brought back to the Sword Sect this time, it can even be considered a great achievement for him.

"no."

However, Xiao Dongchen shook his head slowly and his answer was not as Snake Old thought.

"Um?"

After hearing this, Snake Old frowned suddenly, and a chill suddenly flashed through his two triangular pupils.

"I decided to kill you all today. If you enter the Sword Sect in the future, you should be less trouble."

Xiao Dongchen spoke slowly, without any emotional fluctuations in his voice, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

But at this moment, as he spoke, the triangular pupils that had originally passed by cold suddenly became completely cold.

In an instant, the surrounding world was affected, and an inexplicable chill appeared.

Even countless monks under the high platform could clearly feel it.

"Xiao Yitian, this was your last chance, but you didn't cherish it."

The old snake said slowly, no longer having any hope for Xiao Dongchen.

It was simply ignorant of Xiao Dongchen, who wanted to kill them all here.

The next moment, he suddenly raised his hand and waved it.

"Kill him."

At this time, the cold words came directly from his mouth. Behind him, all the Yukong monks of the Sword Sect, including Jian Feng, had murderous intent in their eyes.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom!!!!"

The power of the air is so terrifying.

With the sword edge, a total of eighteen cultivators in the Yukong Realm of the Sword Sect all burst out their own power.

Because all of these people are from the Sword Sect, as they explode, they suddenly seemed to have eighteen sharp swords rising into the sky and emerging in this world.

A series of sharp invisible sword intents rage among this world.

The many cultivators on the upper platform were all in a state of distortion at this moment. Even those cultivators in the mid-level stage of the air did not dare to stay where they faced these eighteen invisible sword intents.

At this moment, the spiritual wings behind them appeared, and they flew towards the sky outside the platform with their bodies.

Even these monks of the Imperial Air Force are like this, and the many monks under the high platform are even more important.

Some weak cultivators were directly killed by the invisible sword intent in the world, and blood gushed out and gathered together to form pools of blood.

"Puchip!!!"

I don’t know how many monks were killed by sword intent. For a moment, this area was like Shura hell, with dead bodies everywhere.

As for those monks who did not die, they were all pale at this moment and they never dared to stay again, so they hurried away.

On the high platform, eighteen sword intents soared into the sky. Even though they knew that many monks under the high platform had died under the sword intent, they had no intention of stopping.

In their opinion, there is no difference between those dead monks and ants, and it is not worthy of their pity for them.

"Your sword intent can only be used to do this. Let's take action and see who comes to die first."

Xiao Dongchen said slowly, his face calm. Even when facing the eighteen cultivators in the Yukong Realm, he was still calm and could not see any nervousness.

Opposite him, all the eighteen cultivators in the Yukong Realm looked down. At this time, as Xiao Dongchen spoke, eighteen sword intents suddenly burst out.

"Die!"

Among the eighteen people, the middle-aged man who had once stationed in Qi's house was the first to take action.

Although he also knew that he might not be Xiao Dongchen's opponent, he was not nervous at all with so many elders now.

He and Xiao Dongchen are both in the early stages of the Kong Yukong realm, so he doesn't believe that Xiao Dongchen can still kill him instantly?

At the same time, many cultivators in the sky around the sky were staring at this scene. The monks in the Sword Sect’s sword path have always been powerful.

As an elder in the Sword Sect, this middle-aged man must have extraordinary strength.

How should Xiao Dongchen deal with such an opponent?

"The sword comes out!"

The middle-aged man yelled, pinching the seal in his hand, and suddenly the long sword flew out from behind him, and was grabbed in his hand. While shooting out, he held the long sword in his hand and slashed towards Xiao Dongchen with a sword.

All around him were surrounded by sharp sword intent at this moment. Although the long sword in his hand was not a peerless magic weapon, it was also a rare sword. In addition, he was taking full advantage of his full force at this time. If he faced an ordinary Yukong monk, it would be enough to kill him.

But unfortunately, what he encountered today was Xiao Dongchen.

At this time, Xiao Dongchen was standing there with his hands behind his back. Seeing the sword slashing, his face was calm, neither dodging nor avoiding, but just pointed out lightly.

A pale white light flashed on the fingertips, and it hit the tip of the long sword.

"I actually used my fingers to fight. Xiao Yitian is really too arrogant."

Almost all monks watching the battle had this idea in their minds.

Not to mention that Xiao Dongchen is just a cultivator in the early stage of the Yukong Realm, facing the sword elders in the Sword Sect, even a cultivator in the midst of the Yukong Realm would never dare to respond like this.

Now that Xiao Dongchen is fighting with his fingers, it is very likely that his fingers will be destroyed in one encounter.

The middle-aged man, as a person who took action, actually felt this way.

At this moment, seeing that his long sword was about to collide with Xiao Dongchen's fingers, a sarcastic smile suddenly appeared on his face.

In his opinion, as long as this sword can injure Xiao Dongchen, even if it is just a finger, it will be a huge success for him.

After all, Xiao Dongchen is a person who can suppress the sword edge. He is already very satisfied that he can use a finger.

Finally, the tip of the long sword and Xiao Dongchen's fingertips collided.
Chapter completed!