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This is still a quasi-grandmaster.

However, Chu Tianxing even beat the great master to death, so how could he put the general quasi-grandmaster in his eyes?

He doesn't have any super talents like "God of War" on him, and he is not qualified to let him take a look.

Bang!

Chu Tianxing casually slashed out a cloud-dispelling palm. His white palm was as powerful as a sea of ​​clouds, and the quasi-grandmaster flew away with a bang, and he exploded into a cloud of blood mist in mid-air.

The members of the White Lotus Sect are as crazy as they are crazy, they are brave and fearless, and they keep on fighting.

If it were an ordinary warrior, I'm afraid they would really be taken aback by their crazy aura.

However, Chu Tianxing was like a cold harvesting machine, moving forward indifferently, with fists, palms, claws and legs, all kinds of martial arts were at his fingertips, and all the enemies within three meters of him were blown to the ground.

Most of them were beaten to death, and only a few members of the White Lotus Sect were beaten to the ground by him and their martial arts were abolished, but they remained alive.

"Who are you?"

Wu Zuozhou finally rushed in front of him, his face contorted, his eyes reddened and roaring, his hands were clawed, and he tore at Chu Tianxing fiercely.

Chu Tianxing smiled, claw to claw, his hands shone with a silvery white luster, as if made of alloy, and the destructive claws whizzed out, fighting against Wu Zuozhou's claws.

Click!

With a few crisp sounds, the ten fingers of Wu Zuozhou's hands were twisted and deformed, and the palms of his hands were in tatters, which had been destroyed by Chu Tianxing.

"Who am I, you don't need to know."

While speaking, he slapped Wu Zuozhou's dantian with his palm, disabling his martial arts.

Wu Zuozhou laughed miserably: "You still want to capture me alive? The prison in Dongchang, once in is enough!"

As soon as the words fell, a white light flashed on Wu Zuozhou's body, and a half-empty, half-real white lotus bloomed from his heart.

Under the brilliance of the white lotus, Wu Zuozhou's body quickly turned into ashes, while the white lotus shrank rapidly and turned into a white lotus seed, which jumped and disappeared.

Chu Tianxing raised his brows, surprised in his heart:

The mountainside temple has been destroyed.

The two treasures that had received an almost fierce blow: the lotus seat and the bronze bell, were both severely damaged by the sword projected by the sword master.

Those members of the White Lotus Sect who seemed to have a high status in the sect, who pushed the bronze bell and the rosette, also died under the aftermath of the sword energy.

That being the case, why is the white lotus restraint on Wu Zuozhou still activated?

Could it be that this Kunlun cave is not the foundation of the White Lotus Sect?

This doubt has not been answered for him for the time being.

Regarding Wu Zuozhou's death, the other members of the White Lotus Sect did not have any special reaction.

They were still the same as before, rushing towards him frantically, as if knowing that they were invincible, they wanted to splash blood on his face.

"So, cultists hate the brain structure the most, don't they?"

Chu Tianxing sneered, raised his hand, and killed a member of the Bailian sect who rushed in front of him.

He kicked up again, kicking away a member of the White Lotus Cult who was trying to pounce on him and detonate him with a lot of explosive packs strapped to his body.

As soon as the Bailian sect flew back more than ten meters, the explosives on their bodies had already detonated.

After more than ten meters from the explosion, Chu Tianxing, who was protected by an indestructible golden body, was unscathed, but the nearby Bailian sect members were shaken to the ground.

Those with low skills were shattered to death on the spot, and those with deep skills also bled from their seven orifices, staggering and unable to get up.

"How sad!"

Chu Tianxing ridiculed expressionlessly, and pushed both palms at the same time, the overwhelming palm force roared out, blasting a row of White Lotus Cultists into the air, and threw them more than ten meters away.

He continued mowing Wushuang, and rushed toward the halfway up the mountain

at the same time.

Outside the secret realm of the cave, in the sky, the starlight flashed, and the Xingxian Sword Master in a long plain dress appeared in the sky above the entrance of the Bailian cave.

When the Star Death Sword Master appeared, there was a wave of space fluctuations, and an old man wearing black iron armor, with a straight back like a gun, and white hair cut neatly into a short inch, also appeared out of thin air.

The two looked at each other, looking towards the entrance of the cave, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

"The White Lotus Sect actually has a secret cave!"

"We have not paid attention to the domestic situation for too long, ignored these rats in the gutter, and let them become a problem."

"Fortunately, I am alert now, there is still time"

The two exchanged a few words, and in a flash, they appeared in the entrance passage of the cave.

Ask for a ticket!

254, this cave, the surname is Chu [3/3]

When Xingdie Sword Master and the iron-armored old man entered the secret realm of the cave.

Chu Tianxing had already reached the mountainside and came to the dilapidated palace.

Standing in front of him were only a dozen members of the White Lotus Cult.

"Do you still want to fight?"

Chu Tianxing glanced at everyone:

"You are not my opponents, stop making unnecessary struggles and surrender."

The dozen or so members of the White Lotus Cult turned a deaf ear to it, they shouted in unison, and rushed forward with red eyes.

As believers who can enter the secret realm of the White Lotus Sect, they are naturally the most devout or superstitious. They firmly believe that after death they can enter the Pure Land and enjoy bliss forever.

Now that the "things after death" are settled, how can they be afraid of death?

"Stubborn."

Chu Tianxing said indifferently, he slashed out with a palm, and the force of his palm was like a landslide and tsunami, blasting into the crowd, shaking the few people who rushed at the front and flying back, crashing into the crowd, knocking the crowd down again land.

Chu Tianxing took a step forward, struck out with another palm, and with a bang, the rest of the people also fell to the ground, struggling to get up again.

For the last dozen or so people, he did not kill them.