In an instant, a tight moment, the master of the Bage Black Dragon Sect was killed without any resistance.
This was so shocking that they couldn't believe it.
Because judging from Lin Xuan's previous methods of killing the black-armored man, the other party should have emerged from the fifth level of Venerable Heaven.
However, depending on the other party's age, he is only in his twenties, and at most he will have the cultivation level of the sixth level of the Venerable Heaven. No matter how many it is, it is impossible.
However, even the sixth level of the Venerable Heaven cannot kill the eight fifth level venerables in an instant, which is simply impossible.
But the other party did it, and it still did it easily.
"Are you a strong man in the seventh level of Venerable Heaven?" These people looked at Lin Xuan with a terrified expression.
The Seventh Heaven of Venerables, even in the Black Dragon Sect, is a first-class master.
Although these people are also venerables, they are just a branch of the Netherworld Hall, so there is no master of the seventh level of the Venerable among them.
"Go, go and invite the third helm leader of Shendan Hall." The hunchbacked old man shouted wildly, looking terrified.
Hold on, they must hold on
Because they still have hope, because the third helm leader of the Shendan Hall is the Seventh Venerable, and he also has the fire cloud and earth fire in his hand, which can be said to be extremely terrifying
As long as he can arrive, he will definitely be able to kill the little thief in front of him.
The next moment, the hunchbacked old man once again gave orders crazy.
"Go ahead, kill him if he is the Seventh Venerable, he can't stop so many of us."
In their perception, the Seven-Level Venerables cannot compete with so many people. However, this is just their perception.
Seeing countless Black Dragon Sect warriors who had always been around, Lin Xuan raised a cold murderous intent on his lips.
The next moment, his eyes were red, and his body was surrounded by terrifying murderous aura. An endless sea of ​​blood was about to emerge, stirring behind him.
A low voice of "Blood Sword Killing" came out of his mouth.
Lin Xuan's murderous aura soared into the sky, and the sea of ​​blood behind him was turbulent, and the boundless murderous intent instantly enveloped the entire hall.
At this moment, the space was dyed blood red.
Looking at the warrior who was about to rush, Lin Xuan punched out, and the sea of ​​blood suddenly rushed up behind him, turning into a bloody dragon and rushing forward.
"ah"
"No"
The next moment, a scream sounded, because the blood-colored dragon of the Black Dragon Sect warrior in front of him suddenly cracked and turned into a large piece of blood mist.
In an instant, the crowded hall was emptied a lot.
Looking at this scene, everyone's scalp was numb and their expressions were frightened.
One punch, just one punch, at least half of the hundreds of warriors died.
"What kind of method is this so terrifying, I'm afraid that the Venerable's seventh level cannot do it."
Those black dragons were filled with despair and ran away like crazy.
However, the entire pavilion was sealed by Lin Xuan with a sea of ​​blood, and no one could escape.
Since the moment these people made the idea of ​​fighting the Jianchi Mansion, their fate has been destined.
Lin Xuan held his palm tightly, and the sea of ​​blood around him stormed, and a blood-colored killing sword appeared quickly.
Then the long sword danced, and sword energy spread everywhere, and all the warriors were killed and killed.
Massacre, this is simply a massacre
Because both sides are not at the same level at all.
You know, Lin Xuan is an existence that can kill even a half-step king, and most of these people are venerables in the fourth and fifth level of heaven.
The better one is only at the fifth and sixth level. Both sides are not at the same level at all, just like a giant dragon trampling on an ant to death.
Soon, all the warriors rushed from other floors were killed by Lin Xuan, and only the previous elders of the Netherworld Hall remained in the entire hall.
Blood gathered into a small river and flowed under the feet of everyone. The pungent smell of blood made these dead elders urge to die.
Lin Xuan turned around again and stared at those people.
Suddenly, the elders in the hall shivered and screamed in horror.
"What do you want to do, I tell you not to do anything randomly. We are people from the Netherworld Hall."
"No, don't kill me what you want to know, we all tell you to let us go."
Many people roared, but more people begged for mercy. Several elders even knelt on the ground with a thud and kept kowtowing to Lin Xuan.
Want to get a life.
Lin Xuan looked cold and even had a strong disdain.
These people seem to have strong cultivation and have reached the Venerable Realm, but in their hearts, they are even worse than those in the spiritual realm.
They lack sharpness, they lack courage, and they lack bloody killing.
Because they did not have the strength they had obtained through cultivation, but only reached the Venerable Realm with the improvement of external power. Such people cannot exert the combat power that Venerable should have.
And once they encounter real danger, they dare not fight to the death.
Sad ants, you are insulting the Venerable Realm
Lin Xuan stretched out his palm, and the sea of ​​blood behind him turned into countless blood swords, quickly stabbing forward.
"Don't kill me, help me."
In front, the elders of the Black Dragon Sect in the hall screamed and fled quickly.
However, they could not escape at all. The blood-colored sword in the sky instantly penetrated the elders like blood-colored lightning, and nailed them to death in the void.
In the blink of an eye, all the people in the Nether Hall in the Cabinet were killed.
Lin Xuan also took back the sea of ​​blood all over the sky, and all the blood around him was absorbed by him, turning into the power of the sea of ​​blood, making his blood sword inheritance stronger again.
The inheritance of this blood sword is very strange. The more you kill, the stronger your strength is.
However, Lin Xuan is usually unwilling to use it. Only when he meets someone who deserves to die will he open the blood family killing inheritance.
The soul power was protruded, and he quickly swept across the 32nd floor of the pavilion, and no fish that escaped the net appeared.
Then he turned around and walked outside.
The corpses piled up in the corridor, blocking the exit.
Lin Xuan frowned slightly, trying to blow the road away. However, at this time, a huge force came from the opposite side, instantly smashing the corpse in the corridor.
Not only that, these slags burned quickly and eventually disappeared, as if they did not exist at all.
All this was not caused by Lin Xuan, so he stopped and narrowed his eyes and looked forward.
Sure enough, two figures appeared in front of them.
Walking in front was a handsome young man, wearing a luxurious robe, and gathered with flames on it to form a fire dragon.
Next to the young man in flames, an old man stood with a expressionless face and a gloomy eyes, like a goshawk, scattering an extremely dangerous aura.
At this moment, the old man's palm slowly retracted, and the flames on his body were about to disappear. It seemed that the previous bombardment was fired by the old man in black.
The young man surrounded him, but no one survived. There was no angry expression on his face, but instead laughed.
“Not bad, not bad”
"In a short period of time, he was able to destroy a branch of the Netherworld Hall. His strength is indeed good."
"Seeing that you are so young, you should be a young genius. But I don't have any information about you in my hands."
"I'm curious, who you are?"
Chapter completed!