Landing 300 years in advance

The sword energy flew in the air, like rain. Under Chen Ronghuo's swing, it seemed to gather into a big river, and it poured down on the Purple Thunder Sect's strong men who were rushing towards him.

Most of these strong men were nearby Purple Thunder Sect deacons and some true disciples.

"Not good, it's a sixth-level strong man!"

Suddenly, the faces of those Purple Thunder Sect strong men who were rushing towards Chen Ronghuo changed after seeing Chen Ronghuo kill the first fifth-level true disciple who rushed towards Chen Ronghuo with one sword.

But at this time, the sharp sword energy had already torn apart the air flow in the void, making a piercing scream, and it came close to them while their scalps were numb.

"How dare you!"

A strong man roared in the distance, like the angry thunder god, and the rolling sound waves came, which actually made the sword energy slashed by Chen Ronghuo a little distorted.

Under the bright and clear sky, someone actually rushed into their Purple Thunder Sect alone and slaughtered their Purple Thunder Sect disciples wantonly. This is simply intolerable!

At the moment of this loud shout, a terrifying figure with thunder under his feet flew quickly from the depths of the Purple Thunder Sect. Before the person arrived, there was already a terrifying pressure like a resurrected thunder beast, overwhelming the sky.

Even at this moment, in the deeper part of the Purple Thunder Sect, there seemed to be a more terrifying strong man, who set his eyes on Chen Ronghuo, as if to find out Chen Ronghuo's background.

Chen Ronghuo rushed into the Purple Thunder Sect alone, which was simply a hornet's nest.

Countless people in the Purple Thunder Sect almost all set their eyes on him at this moment.

"You are the ones who are presumptuous!"

Chen Ronghuo raised his head and shook the sword in his hand, connecting with the sword energy he sent out.

In an instant, those sword energies actually formed a huge green wind dragon in the void.

Roar!

When the blue wind dragon was formed, it roared and collided with the thunderous roar of the strong man from the Purple Thunder Sect who rushed towards Chen Ronghuo, stirring up countless ripples in the void.

The ripples continued.

It seemed that even this space was about to be destroyed.

At the same time, the wind dragon's tail composed of sword energy suddenly swept across, and those fifth-level deacons of the Purple Thunder Sect who rushed towards Chen Ronghuo, as well as those fifth-level true disciples, had no time to resist. They were all submerged in the waves of sword energy amidst waves of exclamations.

"You are looking for death!"

Seeing this scene, the terrifying figure rushing towards Chen Ronghuo was heartbroken.

At the same time, in the depths of the Purple Thunder Sect, there were more unfathomable figures, controlling thunder, rushing towards Chen Ronghuo like thunder messengers.

It seemed that they wanted to kill Chen Ronghuo on the spot in one fell swoop to avenge their hatred!

In just a moment, dozens of fifth-level practitioners of the Purple Thunder Sect were submerged in the golden sword energy wave and died without a burial place.

Even if the Purple Thunder Sect tried its best, it was unknown how many years it would take to train so many strong people again.

"Evil demons and heretics, everyone can kill them!"

Chen Ronghuo stood quietly, and the sword in his hand was slowly retracted. However, during this retraction, his momentum became more powerful, as if he was ready to go.

Evil demons and heretics?

Hearing Chen Ronghuo's words, the faces of the dozen strong men who dared to rush towards Chen Ronghuo after seeing that Chen Ronghuo's combat power was definitely not weaker than that of the top sixth-level practitioners changed drastically.

After looking at each other, they saw the strong murderous intent in each other's eyes.

Even when Chen Ronghuo said this, there were several eyes in the core area of ​​the Purple Thunder Sect, which were cast from afar and began to stare at Chen Ronghuo!

"Are you not coming out yet?"

Chen Ronghuo showed a hint of sneer on his face.

He looked at the dozen or so sixth-rank masters rushing towards him from the Purple Thunder Sect, with a calm face.

For ordinary sixth-rank practitioners, facing the siege of more than a dozen masters of the same rank, the only way is to flee in embarrassment.

Even ordinary practitioners who have just entered the seventh rank have to deal with it carefully.

But for Chen Ronghuo...

Squeak~

Chen Ronghuo flicked his two fingers, and the Chaos Flying Sword in his hand turned into a pure green light, like the most famous deadly flying knife in the world. In a trance, it seemed to have crossed the distance of space and time and arrived in front of a sixth-rank hall master of the Purple Thunder Sect.

Yinyinyin~

The sound of the sword continued, as if it was using a sharp dagger to scrape the scales of a big carp, and countless spiritual lights danced in chaos.

These flying spiritual lights were the layers of obstacles that Chen Ronghuo's Chaos Flying Sword had peeled off from the sixth-rank hall master of the Purple Thunder Sect.

In just a moment, the defense of this hall master was completely stripped away by the Chaos Flying Sword.

"No!"

An unwilling roar came out of his mouth, like a beast in despair.

A sixth-level cultivator can live for thousands of years.

He still has a good time to enjoy, and it is even possible to go further and cultivate to the seventh level.

But at this moment, facing the sword light of Chen Ronghuo, he was like an ordinary person, showing endless fear.

Puff!

The sword light flashed, like cutting the head of a scarecrow.

A head fell down.

Even when the head fell to the ground, the soul power hidden in the sword light of Chen Ronghuo was like a soul sword, chopping his soul into pieces.

"Qinglei Hall Master Wanfeng, dead?"

The disciples of Zilei Sect saw this scene from afar and showed shock.

The Qinglei Hall Master is a veteran sixth-level strongman of Zilei Sect, with a cultivation base of the late sixth level.

He was full of confidence and came to kill Chen Ronghuo.

No one expected that he couldn't even block Chen Ronghuo's sword in the end.

With the death of Wan Feng, the leader of the Qinglei Hall, the dozen or so strong men who came to kill Chen Ronghuo all paused in the air, showing horror.

Chen Ronghuo was able to kill Wan Feng with one sword. Among them, except for one or two people, the others would probably have the same fate as Wan Feng when facing Chen Ronghuo.

Even if there were one or two people who could block Chen Ronghuo's sword, could they still block Chen Ronghuo's second sword after blocking Chen Ronghuo's sword?

No one knows!

No one is willing to test the law!

Retreat!

At this moment, the dozen or so leaders of the Purple Thunder Sect who came to kill Chen Ronghuo together, who were like pillars of the sky in the eyes of many disciples of the Purple Thunder Sect, looked at each other and did something that made many disciples of the Purple Thunder Sect feel unbelievable.

After they rushed to Chen Ronghuo, they suddenly stopped and looked at Chen Ronghuo, all of them retreating as if avoiding snakes and scorpions.

"Asshole!"

At this moment, a roar as powerful as thunder suddenly rang out from the Purple Thunder Sect.

Boom boom boom...

Several powerful men who had been watching the development of the situation indifferently, finally couldn't sit still at this moment.

One of the old men who wore a purple mask on half of his face had a rage in his eyes.

He raised his hand directly, attracted the endless lightning above the Purple Thunder Sect, and transformed into a purple-black lightning hand thousands of feet long, like a terrifying monster poking out of the abyss, and grabbed Chen Ronghuo fiercely.

It seemed that he wanted to grab Chen Ronghuo in his hand, put it into his mouth, and swallow it in one gulp to relieve his hatred.

The one who made the move was one of the only two seventh-level elders left in the Purple Thunder Sect, the Thunder Hand Fang Tianji.

"Has a seventh-rank expert finally made a move?"

Seeing Fang Tianji making a move, Chen Ronghuo's eyes showed no fear, but a bit of excitement.

"Sword split!"

With a thought, the Chaos Flying Sword that had just killed Wan Feng, the leader of the Qinglei Hall, suddenly split into two, then into three, and then turned into endless sword light, like a huge rain of divine swords, covering all the more than a dozen leaders of the Purple Thunder Sect who were trying to escape.

Until then, Chen Ronghuo raised his head and looked at Fang Tianji's purple-black thunder hand that was thousands of feet long and grabbed him.

Boom!

Suddenly, Chen Ronghuo's body moved, and his heart beat violently, like a giant beating a drum, which made people tremble with fear.

His body suddenly became several times larger.

Under the support of his heart, the majestic blood in his body suddenly began to circulate, like a big river, surging in his body, and finally rushed into his right arm, swelling his arm.

Chen Ronghuo's arm suddenly had black tendons bulging, giving people a sense of endless power.

He looked at the hand of thunder that was grabbing him, snorted in his heart, suddenly raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and hit the hand of thunder fiercely.

As Chen Ronghuo's fist was thrown, his arm actually became extremely thick and large. This scene looked extremely terrifying, but it was full of a kind of deformed and twisted beauty.

Boom!

The terrifying power blasted the air, and even some fine black lines appeared around Chen Ronghuo's fist.

The black lines were cracks in the void.

Before he re-cultivated, Chen Ronghuo would never be able to blow up the void with a random secret technique like he is now.

At this time, he was able to blow up the void with one punch. In addition to the secret technique of magic power, it was the secret technique that he painstakingly studied and most suitable for himself. It was also related to his re-cultivation and cultivation of the law of power.

The law of force he re-cultivated, combined with the law of force he cultivated before re-cultivation, actually produced some changes.

Let him punch out, it was as if he could blast out two equal forces.

"You!"

In the depths of the Purple Thunder Sect, Fang Tianji's pupils shrank, and his eyes showed shock.

Chen Ronghuo's cultivation level was clearly only the sixth level.

But the power of Chen Ronghuo's punch made him feel a strong threat.

"Where did this monster come from? When did our Purple Thunder Sect provoke such a monster!"

Fang Tianji, who truly felt the horror of Chen Ronghuo, was furious.

But he could only watch Chen Ronghuo's fist break through the air and collide fiercely with the thunder hand he grabbed.

Boom!

With a bang, Fang Tianji's thunder hand was directly blown up by Chen Ronghuo's fist.

In an instant, lightning burst out and hit in all directions, like a roaring electric dragon, baring its fangs and claws, destroying countless buildings in the Purple Thunder Sect.

Even the aftermath of this attack killed more than a hundred disciples in the Purple Thunder Sect, and the number of injured disciples was countless.

"Hahaha..."

Suddenly, Chen Ronghuo laughed: "Fang Tianji, the Hand of Thunder, is indeed worthy of his reputation. I lost this battle.

I will leave now and come to ask for advice another day."

With a loud laugh, Chen Ronghuo's body and right hand all returned to their original state.

At the same time, he clenched his left hand, and the Chaos Flying Sword that had turned into countless sword lights in the distance returned to one, and then turned into a normal sword size and fell into his hand.

Then Chen Ronghuo's mind moved again, and he threw the flying sword and it fell under his feet. The whole person stepped on the flying sword, like an immortal flying in the sky, and quickly went away.

Behind him, more than a dozen corpses fell silently to the ground.

No matter how noble you were in life, you will be a pile of bones after death.

These dozen corpses are the bodies of more than a dozen sixth-level hall masters of the Purple Thunder Sect.

In the Purple Thunder Sect, all the sixth-level practitioners who were practicing in the sect were already here.

They were just killed by Chen Ronghuo's Chaos Flying Sword when Chen Ronghuo and Fang Tianji were fighting, and turned into Chen Ronghuo's experience points.

At this time, in the entire Purple Thunder Sect, only one or two sixth-level practitioners outside the sect escaped this disaster.

"Asshole!"

A shocking roar came from the Purple Thunder Sect.

Then, a huge figure surrounded by terrifying lightning, like a terrifying ancient thunder ape, stepped out from the depths of the Purple Thunder Sect, stepped into the void, and chased Chen Ronghuo.

While running, purple-black lightning flashed between his ribs, and turned into two huge lightning wings, flapping together to increase his speed.

He hated Chen Ronghuo very much.

This time, Chen Ronghuo almost wiped out all the middle and high-end forces of the Purple Thunder Sect.

It will probably take thousands of years for the Purple Thunder Sect to recover its previous glory.

Moreover, with the sixth-level cultivation, Chen Ronghuo was not only able to blow up Fang Tianji's Thunder Hand, but also killed more than a dozen strong men of the same level when fighting with Fang Tianji. This kind of combat power is even more evil than a monster.

Even he felt trembling when facing Chen Ronghuo.

If such a monster is not eliminated, will their Purple Thunder Sect have peace in the future?

"Is it finally out?"

Chen Ronghuo's heart jumped.

The figure chasing him like a huge lightning demon ape is the strongest man of the Purple Thunder Sect, the eighth-level supreme elder Gong Wuyue.

Chen Ronghuo is powerful and can fight against opponents of higher levels.

But no matter what, he will not be a match for Gong Wuyue, who is two levels higher.

"Run!"

One green talisman after another condensed from Chen Ronghuo's hands and fell on him, faintly gathering the majestic power of wind, blessing him, making him faster.

As Chen Ronghuo's mind moved again, another talisman with lightning patterns condensed and fell on the flying sword under his feet, blessing the flying sword with a layer of lightning.

Driven by this layer of lightning, the flying sword under Chen Ronghuo's feet was like a real lightning, flashing in the void, and it was unknown how far it had crossed.

At the same time, Chen Ronghuo also condensed two gray divine wings on his back with the means of a chaos sorcerer.

The flapping of the divine wings immediately made Chen Ronghuo's speed even faster.

At this moment, Chen Ronghuo used all his methods.

Behind Chen Ronghuo, Gong Wuyue was also frightened by Chen Ronghuo's speed.

Is this still the speed of a sixth-level cultivator?

Even a seventh-level peak cultivator wouldn't have such a speed, right?

However, the various powerful methods displayed by Chen Ronghuo made him want to kill Chen Ronghuo even more!

"Run, I'll see where you can escape to!"