"Sword Twenty-three!"

Faced with so many top experts, Chang Mochuan alone is not much weaker than himself, not to mention that he is still injured.

It was impossible for him to escape after the Blood Clothing Sect to be laid out for so long. At this time, Chen Kang was facing a desperate situation.

Although these people seem to have no expression on their faces, in fact, there is a hint of joy in their eyes, as if they have seen the cheers after victory!

But they didn't know that Chen Kang had a trump card in his hand, a trump card he couldn't bear to use!

With an angry shout, suddenly, a little white light appeared on Chen Kang's body, as if endless sword energy was like a vague shadow condensed behind it.

At the same time, an inexplicable force rippled around the body, as if even the space was twisted, and everything around was trembling.

With the appearance of this phantom, it seemed that the pause button was pressed around this space, and everything was instantly frozen.

The movements of the blood-clothed sect masters around them were stopped. At this moment, time was still, and everything seemed to be still.

Although their thinking was still there, they seemed to be unable to react at all. They could only watch the phantom behind Chen Kang floating in front of them.

The phantom is blurred, but it seems to contain the power of heaven and earth. Just looking at it makes people feel frightened.

After the phantom came to them, the phantom raised his hand lightly and then pressed it casually.

The white light suddenly burst into fierce fire, and the terrifying sword energy burst out in an instant, and the invisible power seemed to tear everything around him to pieces.

At this moment, all their ambitions in their hearts disappeared, leaving only their desire for life. They wanted to resist, to use their skills in a crazy way, and to break free.

But all this was futile. No matter how hard they tried, they could not avoid it. At this time, they were so helpless and so frightened.

The only thing they could do at this time seemed to be watching the infinite sword energy descend, watching themselves easily penetrated by the terrifying sword energy.

Feeling the constant passing of life, but I can’t stop it!

I don’t know how long it took, but it seemed like there was only a moment, and it seemed as if it had been a long and long torment for several days and nights. Everything seemed to gradually fade away.

The white light disappeared little by little, and the phantom disappeared. It seemed that everything that just happened was just a dream, and what just happened was just their fantasy.

But when they looked up with difficulty, the surroundings had already become a mess! Unexpected severe pain surged everywhere in their bodies, letting them know that all this was not illusory.

This is a terrible power, as if even time and space can solidify, and a wry smile barely appeared on his face.

I originally thought this would be a perfect ambush, but all the strategies seemed to be broken like a slush under absolute power, and there was no trace of waves.

They originally thought that they could keep these imperial chiefs and Shen Kang together once and for all, but now they think about it so ridiculous.

Originally, they had such a powerful and terrifying power, but they always pretended to do their best. Where did the old monsters come to play with them?

Perhaps he and others have always been like clowns in front of Shen Kang, and they can only make people laugh.

The consciousness gradually became blurred, and everything seemed to be leaving me. If you want to blame me, blame them for provoking people they shouldn't be provoked!

"Charming Point 602!"

"Charming Point 620!"

.........

"puff!"

With one move, the top masters of the Blood Clothing Sect surrounding Shen Kang were wiped out and fell one by one.

Not only these top experts, but also those closer were affected, and a large area of ​​people were instantly empty with Chen Kang as the center.

In addition to Chang Mochuan and others, the disciples of the Blood Clothing Sect who were close to Chen Kang were all of them with excellent martial arts skills and were all elites among the elites.

Even if these people have not entered the Grandmaster realm, they must be some elites or even senior leaders who can stand beside Chang Mochuan and others, and they should be top even in the innate realm.

Unfortunately, under this attack, these elites of the Blood Clothing Sect were also affected. It can be said that after this move, most of the top experts of the Blood Clothing Sect present died.

The color of despair appeared on the faces of every disciple of the Blood Clothing Sect. The plot reversed too quickly, so fast that they could not react at all.

Those present could give orders basically all lie there, and the remaining disciples of the Blood Clothing Sect didn't know what to do if they connected.

Perhaps, they should escape now! But the situation changed too quickly, so fast that they were at a loss, and they even forgot to turn around and run away quickly!

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

They didn't give them too much reaction time. When the effect of the skill card passed, Chen Kang immediately got up and lit his feet on the floor and soared into the air.

With a loud shout, there seemed to be endless sword energy around him suddenly appeared, and it rushed towards them like a storm, as if it was about to completely submerge them in the sword rain.

Each sword energy seems to carry infinite power, as if it can cut through gold and jade, and it will freely harvest everything around it.

The remaining hundreds of disciples of the Blood Clothing Sect were almost vulnerable under the thousands of sword energy under the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect, and they could not even catch a single sword energy.

But the sword energy around them seemed endless, one after another. Even if they barely followed by one with their own efforts, the next one would penetrate the chest.

This endless sword energy brings not only unimaginable huge lethality, but also deep despair!

Escape, desperately escaping, all the disciples of the Blood Clothing Sect had this idea left in their minds.

Faced with such a terrifying person, all their resistance is futile. Only by escaping desperately can they survive!

"I want to leave!" Seeing the Blood Clothing Sect around him scattered and fleeing, Chen Kang snorted coldly, and the terrifying sword energy was even more desperately output. Hundreds of the Blood Clothing Sect's children were harvested in a short period of time!

With the sword energy swept across, not only the disciples of the Blood Clothing Sect who were running away were swept away, but even the huge stone pillars around them were cut off.

"Puff!" At this moment, a head catcher next to him could no longer hold on, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The blood poison gradually exploded on them, and the blood color on these people became increasingly rich. It can be imagined that if they no longer find ways to detoxify, they would not last long.

"Captain Lu, you guys!"

After looking at the captains who were in a state of decline behind, they looked at the disciples of the Blood Clothing Sect who were fleeing in panic. Chen Kang gritted his teeth and finally chose to give up the pursuit.

He hurriedly ran to the head catcher, took out a pair of ice toads and handed them on, "This is the Zhujing Ice Toad, which can relieve all poisons, hurry up!"

While using Zhujing Bingtang to detoxify these people, Chen Kang used the Nine Yang Divine Art to help them suppress the blood poison and save everyone as much as possible!

These captains stood in front of him without hesitation, trying to rush out a path for him with their severely injured body.
Chapter completed!