Wu Ma Feng was still unconvinced: "Boy, we are not only members of the Wuma clan, but also the talents of the young clan leader. If you kill me, I will give you and your friends..."

"shut up."

When Wu Mayan heard what he said, his face changed with fright, and he decisively interrupted him, and then said righteously: "What nonsense are you talking about? Quickly apologize to the Heavenly Sword God Ancestor."

"I..." Wu Mafeng didn't expect to be scolded by his good brother, and he suddenly looked aggrieved.

"No need." Lin Chen waved his hand and said to Wu Mafeng: "You just wanted to threaten me, right?"

"Yes, so what?" Wu Mafeng's eyes were full of humiliation, and he said sternly: "You can't afford the consequences of killing me."

"I want to try." Lin Chen said lightly.

"How dare you..." Wu Ma Feng roared, but Lin Chen slashed with his sword. Then the sword flashed before his eyes, and he saw his head and neck separated.

"I'll kill you." Wu Ma Feng was so angry that he cast his eyes on the Flame Prison Sword and wanted to blow up his own divine weapon, but Lin Chen slapped it down with a palm.

clang!

The Flame Hell Sword rang out, and Wu Ma Feng looked haggard and shouted miserably: "Have you erased my spiritual imprint?"

"This sword is good, I want it."

Lin Chen took the Flame Hell Sword, held the hilt, and pierced his Dantian directly, saying: "You will be very happy to die by your own sword."

"You, you are so cruel."

Wu Mafeng stared at Lin Chen with his eyes fixed, his bloody face full of despair, because he found that he could not die with Lin Chen even if he wanted to.

Bang!

There was an explosion in his ears, and he saw the Dantian of his divine body explode, and his energy and spirit were wiped out. Then his eyes widened, and he died.

"Good kill."

The Lord of Wuxie laughed loudly, the eight Lords of the Weilun Realm were all smiles, and the dozen or so half-step saints who followed the Seven Swords God Ancestor were dumbfounded. Is this Master Tianjian so powerful?

"His swordsmanship is far better than mine."

The Seven Swords God Ancestor was startled when he saw this, his pale face showed a look of shock, and then he felt admiration in his heart.

The Nether Blood Killer Ancestor was horrified and said to Wu Mayan in a trembling voice: "Master Yan, Feng... Master Feng is dead, let's leave quickly."

"Do you think we can leave?" Wumayan looked at Wumayan's corpse and smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "We were wrong from the beginning, you can go."

The Dark Blood Killer was stunned when he heard this, gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Yan, take care of yourself."

After saying that, he fled outside, but as soon as he had escaped a hundred miles, he saw an old man in black robe walking in front of him. He looked familiar. He was the old man who had followed the evildoer before.

Mr. Mo looked at him expressionlessly, raised his right hand, and a silver-white divine spear appeared, and stabbed it with a whoosh.

"Go away."

The Dark Blood Killer swung a blood blade and tried to chop off the silver-white divine spear, but his palm broke and the blood blade flew out.

"How is that possible?"

Looking at the severed hand, Mingxue Shazu was stunned, and then he felt sharp pain in his dantian. When he looked down, he saw that the silver-white divine spear had pierced his dantian.

"Don't kill me."

The Dark Blood Killer Ancestor was desperate, and he opened his mouth to beg for mercy from Mr. Mo, but he saw his Dantian exploded, his spirit, soul, and will were wiped out, and he died on the spot.

"Well done, traitors deserve to die."

The Lord of the Witch Evil Realm clapped his hands and applauded, while the Lord of the Wei Lun Realm and others also looked at him with contempt. This villain is the shame of the Senluo Realm.

The Ghost Blade Boy who was imprisoned in mid-air could not speak, but when he saw Mr. Mo killing the Dark Blood Killer Ancestor, his eyes showed joy.

But at this moment, Wu Mayan suddenly pinched his neck and said to Lin Chen with rapid breathing: "Let me go, or you will collect his body."

"Damn."

Seeing this, the Lord of the Wuxie Realm cursed, and the Lord of the Weilun Realm and others also frowned, but they did not hesitate and stepped forward to surround Wuma Yan.

Wu Mayan panicked and shouted at Lin Chen who was indifferent: "Do you think I dare not?"

He exerted force with the five fingers of his right hand, and Ghost Blade Boy's neck cracked, divine blood seeped out, and most of his head tilted off.

I saw Ghost Blade Boy's face turned pale, and he couldn't say a word. You can imagine how uncomfortable it was, but he turned his eyes and looked at Lin Chen, meaning "kill him."

Lin Chen put away the magic weapons and demons, looked at Wuma Yan and said: "Let him go, I won't kill you."

"You made a vow to the inner demon." Wu Mayan was worried.

Seeing his face, Wu Xie Realm Master and others were filled with rage, veins bulging on their foreheads, and they wanted to kill him immediately.

"Do you want him alive or dead?"

Wumayan turned a blind eye and still stared at Lin Chen.

Lin Chen said calmly: "Let him go and leave immediately." After saying that, he stepped back a hundred miles, and then nodded to Wei Lun Realm Master and others.

"Get out of here."

Lord Wei Lun and others were silent for a moment and retreated, but Lord Wu Xie cursed angrily before exiting.

What Wuma Yan was afraid of was Lin Chen. His expression was gloomy and uncertain. Seeing that Lin Chen had no killing intent on his face, he immediately grabbed the Ghost Blade Boy and threw it at Lin Chen, and then quickly escaped from a distance.

He mastered the origin of the holy path of the void and was proficient in the method of speed. He was confident that he could escape, but he didn't expect that just as he crossed out, he was blocked by a silver-white divine spear.

Mr. Mo appeared out of thin air, looked at him with cold eyes, raised his hand and struck out with the Devouring God's Palm, unleashing destructive power full of devouring power.

"kill."

Wumayan stared and roared, with no trace of gentleness on his face. He merged into the Tyrant Hammer and blasted towards the Heaven-Eating Divine Palm. However, he was slapped to the ground by the palm and rolled out from inside.

His divine body shattered, his holy power was scattered, and he was in despair. He turned around and angrily scolded Lin Chen: "Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God, you lied to me."

Lin Chen untied the shackles on Ghost Blade Tongjun and replied, "I didn't take action, did I?"

"puff."

Hearing this answer, Wu Mayan was so angry that he spat out a breath of blood and said with resentment on his face: "Feng, Brother Lei and the others will take revenge on me."

Lin Chen said: "Don't worry, I will kill them and go to hell with you to keep you company so that you won't be lonely."

"You..." Wu Mayan wanted to say something else, but was killed by Mr. Mo with a spear. There were no bones left, and not even a drop of blood was left.

Mr. Mo put away the silver-white divine spear and turned back. He saw a heavy rain falling from the sky again, drenching the dry and cracked earth. There was a fishy smell of earth and fresh buds growing out.

Lin Chen didn't look at it and asked Ghost Blade Tongjun: "Are you okay?"

"Fortunately, I can't die."

The young-looking Ghost Blade Tongjun smiled, and then he raised his hands seriously and said: "Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God, you are so kind to me for saving my life. I, Ghost Blade, will never forget it."

"Yes, yes, Heavenly Sword Divine Ancestor, you also saved us this time." The Lord of Wuxie Realm said with a smile, and the three Lords of Demon Release Realm nodded in agreement.

"Amitabha." The Lord of the Weilun Realm bowed to Lin Chen, and the four Masters of the Jingqi Realm also followed suit.
Chapter completed!