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Chapter 597 Five hundred and ninety-seven feet, a million feet of knife gully(2/2)

The killing force swept over madly. He came here today not to be reasonable, but to destroy the family.

Ding Huan?

Chongshenjin understood the origin of this name in just a moment.

That was the fault of Chong Dongzi, the Taoist monk Ga Baihe mentioned.

"Looking for death..." An old woman in green hurried over. She just heard Ding Huan's words about Mietian Shrine Palace, and she suddenly became furious.

Before she arrived, the double snake staff in her hand curled up two poisonous dragon-like Daoyun scrolls towards Ding Huan.

The killing power of the long knife in Ding Huan's hand was completely concentrated, and the sword curtain was condensed together like broken stars, and it was slashed out without any hesitation.

Facing this old woman, Ding Huan didn't even bother to stretch out his Huanghuasha and his territory.

The sword curtain rolled up with a chilling aura, just like the cold wind from the extreme north whistling across.

The sword curtain struck the two poisonous dragon rhymes of the double snake staff, making a harsh breaking sound.

Chirp!

Just like the shrill cry of a wild goose that was shot, it fell from the void.

A cloud of blood mist fell from the sky, and amid the shrill screams, the old woman was split into two pieces and fell into the air.

The two poisonous dragon-like killing Dao Yun had just dispersed.

It was only at this moment that Zhuo Yao's voice came urgently: "Brother Ding, this is Grandma Xing, the protector of Tianshen Palace..."

The old woman's body, which was split in half, was scattered in two places. The soul had not yet collapsed for a while, and she looked at Ding Huan in horror.

Only she knew the horror of Ding Huan's knife just now and the fear it caused.

The opponent clearly didn't extend his territory, but she couldn't avoid the sword force.

The old woman's soul glanced at Ding Huan unwillingly, and then quickly collapsed under the sword's energy.

There was silence inside and outside Tianjin Palace.

Mrs. Xing is one of the five masters of Tianshen Palace, ranking fifth.

But such a strong man, in front of Ding Huan, couldn't even sustain a blow.

If Ding Huan said before that he wanted to destroy Tianshen Palace, few people cared about it, but now, no one including Chong Shenjin, the master of Tianshen Palace, dared to ignore what Ding Huan just said.

"Fellow Daoist Ding, our Tianshen Palace is willing to give you an explanation for this matter..."

Chong Shenjin's voice was a little dry, from Ding Huan destroying the protective formation of Tianshen Palace with one sword, to Ding Huan killing the protector of Tianshen Palace, Mrs. Xing, with one sword.

Chong Shenjin knew better than anyone else what kind of existence he had provoked in Tianshen Palace.
Chapter completed!
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