Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

Everyone gradually approached, pressing up like a tide, as if they were going to bury Ye Chen under it in the next moment.

But the more people approached, the corners of Ye Chen's mouth rose slightly.

This time, they can be wiped out with one move, without chasing them everywhere.

He drew out the Xuantian Jiuli Sword, and cast out a heavenly sword technique. Suddenly, there was a surge of energy between the heaven and the earth, and a sword momentum turned into a sky-filled sword curtain, covering hundreds of people at the scene at the same time.

"It's a divine technique!"

"Go back!"

At this time, everyone had already felt the terrifying power of this sword, it was not something they could parry at all, so they retreated quickly, wanting to retreat.

But after finally catching such an opportunity, how could Ye Chen let it go easily.

"cut!"

Ye Chen's voice was resolute, like the voice of death, reaching everyone's ears.

At this time, the curtain of swords all over the sky has fallen, turning into thousands of sharp blades, harvesting lives everywhere.

In just an instant, more than half of hundreds of people had been beheaded, and many demon cultivators had their hands and feet cut off and fell to the ground crying.

Then, the sword curtain fell completely, and the sword energy on the scene swept across, beheading all of these hundreds of people in an instant, leaving no one alive.

The surrounding trees were almost shattered by the sword force, turning into dust and flying around. The dry ground was lifted up, exposing the moist soil below.

The aftermath gradually subsided, and the surroundings were finally quiet.

It's just that on the top of the mountain in the distance, I suddenly heard the sound of stones rolling down.

Ye Chen looked for the sound, and saw that it was a magician hiding behind a boulder, and was about to run away in a panic, stepping on a few gravels on the ridge with chaotic steps.

Stared at by this death-like eyes, the ghost of this demon cultivator was full of fear, his eyes were full of fear, he only held a talisman in his hand, and kept backing away.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me."

Ye Chen threw out a sword casually, and the long sword flew out in a stream of light, piercing through the chest of the demon cultivator in an instant, nailing him to the stone wall.

It's just that the talisman in his hand was still activated and quickly ignited and turned into ashes.

This is a communication talisman, and the message was sent back after all, but failed to stop it.

However, time is running out now, and Ye Chen doesn't care about that much at all, so he continues to move forward, looking for the whereabouts of the saint.

On the other side, Kong Linger led the team on their way, passing a town on the way, and everyone stopped here to rest for a while.

Everyone entered an inn, booked the inn directly, and then ordered some meals downstairs.

A disciple yelled casually while drinking.

"Dude, why is this dish served so slowly? We've already drank two jars of this wine."

After about ten breaths, the guy came out slowly with a very weird expression on his face.

"I said it's not that we don't give money, why are you panicking?"

The disciple asked again in bewilderment, without noticing that the buddy's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and his expression was particularly flustered.

Just when the atmosphere was weird, Xuan Xin suddenly said: "Everyone be careful, there is a smell of blood here."

However, everyone didn't care at all.

"Didn't we just order ten roast chickens and one roasted whole lamb? It's normal to smell blood, don't you think?"

At this moment, Xuan Xin suddenly threw the chopsticks in his hand, and heard a scream through a curtain.

Then, several black figures walked out quickly, and immediately cut off the guy's neck with a sword.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked, because they encountered robbery on the way.

But so many people have come to their holy land this time, and half of the core disciples have come. The lineup can be said to be very strong. Who is so courageous and dares to intercept halfway.

"Who are you!"

Kong Linger immediately reprimanded and asked.

She quickly drew out her Linglong sword, ready to enter the battle.

The other disciples finally came to their senses, stood up and drew out their long swords one after another, ready to fight.

The demon cultivator at the front slowly took two steps forward, with a slight smile on his lips.

"Just now, we have set up a trapped killing formation, and the entire inn is within the range of the formation. This time, you are absolutely doomed."

As soon as the voice fell, a blue light curtain appeared around them instantly, besieging everyone in it, and above nine different evil weapons were suspended in the sky, as if they might fall down at any time.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Holy Land hastily set up a defensive formation, ready to resist the power of the trapped killing formation.

Finally, a short knife with a three-pronged blade fell down at such a high speed that it instantly tore a hole in the perimeter of the defensive formation and flew towards Kong Linger quickly.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

It's just that when the blade just fell, Xuan Xin suddenly made a move, raised his hand and slapped the spine of the blade, and there was a crisp sound, and the strangely shaped weapon broke into three sections instantly.

This palm force still hasn't stopped, and the majestic force fell on the bodies of several demon cultivators on the periphery, smashing the bodies of several people in an instant.

"You ants, you dare to use the axe for your tricks, your time of death is coming!"

As soon as this cold voice came out, everyone at the scene felt terrified.

The walls of the inn were shattered, and the dozens of magicians hiding in the dark suddenly had nowhere to hide.

Xuan Xin looked at the dozen or so demon cultivators, with a chilling gleam in his eyes, and the law of destruction was entrained in it.

In an instant, these dozens of people exploded into a cloud of blood almost at the same time, leaving no bones left.

The battle had just begun, but it was already over, but everyone was very depressed.

This time, he was ambushed out of nowhere and almost caused a catastrophe.

Fortunately, Xuan Xin made a timely move, overwhelmed the group of demons, and easily killed all the demon cultivators.

It's just that this method is really too sharp, and it's a bit unmatched.

"Okay, let's rest for a while, and hurry up, so as not to add more variables on the road." Kong Linger said.

Needless to say, everyone wanted to rush on their way now. What happened today was so abnormal that they didn't want to stay here for a moment longer.

In the following time, it took only two days for everyone to reach the place of orthodoxy.

There is a quaint building in front of it, like a city, but also like an ancient relic, with a little history and a sense of vicissitudes.

It's just that when he arrived at the door, he suddenly saw several demon cultivators standing in front of him.

One of the young men with a handsome face had a smile on his lips, "Linger, we have been waiting for a long time."

"presumptuous!"

A disciple angrily reprimanded on the spot when he heard the frivolous words.

But the young man didn't care at all.

"I'm telling you, I'm the chief disciple of the Rakshamen, Ye Xiao. Princess Ling'er must have something to say to me."

Hearing the name, everyone was stunned.

The Rakshamen is the strongest demonic force in Nanlitian. It has been hidden for hundreds of years, but it reappeared today.