The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

Chu Heng, on the other hand, had a frivolous mouth, and chuckled lightly, "Interesting, but I never thought that these people would be so stupid as to die. It saved us a lot of effort."

Ye Gucheng and the others were slightly taken aback by what they meant, and then they understood what Chu Heng meant, and a sneer of disdain also rose from the corner of their mouths.

"But, will it be dangerous?" Lu Xiaofeng asked worriedly.

Chu Heng nodded when he heard the words, "Although Ximen Chuuxue's aura has reached the peak because of his obsession, it is precisely because of his obsession that his mind is not clear, so his strength has not increased but decreased. It is fine to fight alone. It will definitely suffer."

Then he tilted his head, thought for a while, looked at those master-level warriors rushing towards Ximen Chuuxue together, fell silent for a while and continued to speak.

"Don't worry, wait until Ximen Chuuxue can't hold on anymore, you go and stop those people from 313."

As soon as these words were uttered, several people present understood.

Afterwards, Chu Heng's gaze slowly turned to where Ximen Chuuxue was, and glanced at those Ximen Chuuxue who had begun to intersect with the Grandmaster Realm and the many warriors.

This is how a massacre started.

Chu Heng, on the other hand, was thinking about other things, and at the same time kept searching among those warriors.

And what flashed in his mind was that those innate realm warriors who were the first to charge towards Ximen Chuuxue just now had a trace of doubt in their hearts.

It was only because, at that time, Chu Heng could clearly see that the eyes of those warriors who charged towards Ximen Chuixue first were not the longing and greed after killing Ximen Chuuxue and gaining benefits.

On the contrary, the look in the eyes of those Xiantian realm warriors who rushed out first was one of despair.

A kind of moths to the flame, knowing the result but resolutely despairing.

Combined with the unknown person who spoke just now, Chu Heng can be sure that the other party must have other plans for attracting many warriors.

This is what made Chu Heng curious and confused. .

Chapter 440 The Purpose of Creating Chaos

When several warriors in the innate realm had just arrived within the three-step range of Ximen Chuuxue, they had already been beheaded by Ximen Chuuxue's sword before they had time to make a move. ~)

After that, another figure also quickly approached Ximen Chuuxue.

This man was dressed in yellow, with a thick face and a beard that was three feet long. As soon as he rushed over, he was like a gust of wind.

His slightly dark eyes were full of fierceness at the moment.

And the aura revealed in his body has been as fast as the thunder just now, which makes people sure that this person is also a master of the master level.

Looking at this person, Lu Xiaofeng beside him said softly: "Huang Jue?"

"You know him?" Hearing Yan Shisan's words, Chu Heng turned his head and asked.

Lu Xiaofeng nodded lightly, "This person's name is Huang Jue, and his overall strength is not bad. He has already reached the peak of the Grandmaster for more than ten years, but within these ten years, his cultivation level has not been able to advance an inch.

Even so, he is still a leader in this ranks, and his strength is not inferior to mine. "

While speaking, Lu Xiaofeng's complexion was also a little dignified.

Although the words were not finished, the meaning and the worries in the children's words were extremely obvious.

After all, the current Ximen Chuuxue is not the usual Ximen Chuuxue, so Lu Xiaofeng can't help but worry. (—)

Also at this time, Huang Jue over there had already arrived at Ximen Chuuxue's side, and he raised the big knife in his hand as if it had no weight, and then drew a faint trace in midair and quickly fell down.

During the fall, the speed of its blade was actually accelerating continuously, as if layer upon layer, it was so mysterious that it was difficult for ordinary people to resist.

However, just when the blade raised an endless cold light and shrouded it, it was about to cut Ximen Chuuxue's neck open.

Ximen Chuuxue's red eyes suddenly widened a little.

The scarlet cold light was revealed, and the sword he held tightly in his hand immediately buzzed.

In the end, a white light like ice and snow in midwinter appeared, and in a blink of an eye, a bright brilliance shot up into the sky in an instant.

When the brilliance disappeared, Huang Jue, who still had a little complacency and confidence on his face just now, trembled.

Afterwards, a stream of blood splashed in mid-air, Huang Jue's eyes widened as he watched his arm that was still holding a long knife dissipate directly from his shoulder and scattered in mid-air.

His eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

"How, how is it possible¨〃?"

Huang Jue knew that there was a huge gap between himself and a peerless swordsman like Ximen Chuuxue, but he never imagined that the gap would be so big.

In front of Ximen Chuuxue, who was also at the peak of the Grandmaster Realm, he didn't even have a chance to parry, and his arm was cut off directly in front of Ximen Chuuxue, who felt a little weaker than usual.

And the time for Ximen Chuuxue to make a move was still behind him.

However, before Huang Jue could think about it, his neck suddenly felt cold, and a star suddenly flew up. In the whirlwind of the day, Huang Jue could only slowly close his eyes with strong fear and doubt.

Blood spurted from the neck like a fountain, soaking the loess below.

The scarlet blood carried a strong smell of blood, and when it dispersed completely, it went in all directions.

Many of them even directly stained Ximen Chuuxue's face, staining half of his stern face red.

The expressions of those warriors watching this scene changed dramatically.

Many martial artists are even thankful that they didn't do anything just now.

Even the other guru-level powerhouses who rushed towards Ximen Chuuxue at this moment, those Xiantian-level warriors froze their feet because of Huang Jue's death, fell silent for a while, and hesitated to step forward.

However, just when these people stopped, hesitation arose in their hearts.