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Chapter 666

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    [698] Cut the grass without removing the roots, spring wind blows and regenerates

    Ye Xuan pinched lightly.

    "Zi"

    A burst of white smoke came out of the knife.

    Zhan Xiandao trembled violently, as if it was enduring great pain.

    Ye Xuan put more force on his hand, and the next moment, the immortal sword turned into a cloud of white mist, blown by the wind, and disappeared into the world.

    At the same time, Ye Xuan's indifferent voice suddenly rang out between heaven and earth.

    "Immortal Chopping Knife, a hot chicken thing."

    Although his tone was flat, his eyes were full of domineering arrogance.

    Every word and sentence is full of shocking power.

    "He is unscathed?"

    "How is it possible that the Immortal Sword was destroyed by him? Not even a scum left?"

    This scene made all the disciples of Tianmen drop their jaws in shock.

    "Hiss"

    A disciple gasped.

    "Thishow is this possible?"

    They all thought that their eyes were dazzled, so they tried to open their eyes wide, and finally confirmed that everything in front of them was true.

    "It's true right?"

    "No, it must be fake."

    The Promise Saint King didn't believe the scene in front of him, his face was full of disbelief, and cold sweat dripped down his face.

    "It must be a blindfold." He excitedly tried to sense the existence of the Immortal Sword with spiritual power, but failed.

    The Immortal Chopping Knife has indeed disappeared, and there is no longer a trace of breath between the heaven and the earth.

    His face instantly turned pale, and his eyes were full of fear.

    "Escape!"

    The Promise Sage King had such an idea in his heart, his strongest reliance was thus grasped by Ye Xuan.

    This is the strongest move!

    is his greatest confidence.

    But Ye Xuan was so relaxed.

    If you don't escape, you will die!

    Thinking of this, the Promise Sage King didn't hesitate at all, and even ignored the disciples of Tianmen, and directly used the escape method, turning into black smoke and fleeing into the distance.

    Ye Xuan's eyes were indifferent, and he looked at the fleeing figure of the Promise Sacred King without the slightest expression.

    Suddenly, Ye Xuan spoke.

    "A strong wind is coming."

    The Promise Sacred King, who was running away, suddenly heard Ye Xuan's soft drink, and then found a gust of wind between the heaven and the earth.

    This wind blows in from the top of my head, passes through the internal organs, passes through the dantian, and wanders around the limbs.

    "Strong wind, one of the ancient divine winds, can destroy the world."

    Hearing this, the souls of the dead who were frightened by the Promise Saint King immediately cast spells to resist the attack of the strong wind.

    It's a pity that his cultivation base is far from Ye Xuan's by a thousand miles, so how can he resist Ye Xuan's supernatural power?

    In an instant, the primordial spirit of the Promise Sage King was attacked by the strong wind and became muddled.

    When the strong wind blew again, the body of the Promise Saint King was like sand, falling little by little between the heaven and the earth.

    The next moment, the Promise Saint King disappeared in both form and form.

    A generation of peerless powerhouses in Kunlun Ruins died quietly like this.

    All the onlookers felt a chill from their tailbone straight to the top of their foreheads.

    However, the wind did not stop, but continued to blow wildly, covering the entire Tianmen.

    "Hoo hoo ~"

    Strong winds blew by one after another, and screams rang out one after another.

    The entire Tianmen became a purgatory on earth.

    The disciples of Tianmen ran away in fright, but they couldn't escape Ye Xuan's strong wind at all.

    Seeing these living people dying in front of him one by one, Ye Xuan had no expression on his face.

    For these self-righteous people, he never gave birth to the slightest bit of compassion.

    "The devilyou are the devil!"

    "Don't kill me, don't kill me, spare me!"

    "Ah, what a pain"

    "I fight with you!"

    Various screams rang out.

    At this time, a young man from Tianmen rushed to Ye Xuan. He was the young master of Tianmen, the son of the Promise Sage King.

    He pointed at Ye Xuan, his eyes were full of hatred:

    "Devil, even if you?If you destroy my entire Tianmen, you will also pay the price.  "

    "My Tianmen has existed for tens of thousands of years, and there are countless seniors who have become immortals. You just wait for the immortals of my Tianmen in the heaven to kill you."

    "Ha ha¡­¡­"

    As he spoke, a cold smile appeared on his face. At this moment, he already knew that he would die today, and since he was going to die, he simply vented his anger.

    "Yeah?"

    Ye Xuan smiled faintly: "What you said reminded me that if you cut the grass without removing the roots, it will regenerate when the spring breeze blows. Since you dare to threaten me, then I will let all the disciples of your entire Tianmen, regardless of immortals, Buddhas, gods, and demons,  To be buried with you."

    Ye Xuan said coldly.

    "What do you mean?" The young sect master was stunned for a moment, and then shouted:

    "Stop talking big, our Tianmen has at least a thousand seniors who have become immortals. They are the orthodox immortals conferred by the Jade Emperor. Now that you have destroyed my Tianmen, they will seek revenge on you sooner or later."

    Tianmen has existed for tens of thousands of years, and its forces are intertwined. Even in Heaven, it is a force that cannot be underestimated.

    "hehe."

    Ye Xuan smiled contemptuously, the heavenly court is so vast, even if the power of the heavenly gate is not small, so what?

    There is no one who can fight!

    "Then, I will let them all die!"

    Ye Xuan soared into the air, forming a magic seal with his hands, and lightly pointed towards the midair. In an instant, a very complicated magic circle appeared out of thin air.

    This magic circle is complicated and cumbersome, with millions of patterns on it, just like a sophisticated integrated circuit diagram, which is dazzling.

    It can be seen that once this spell is cast, it must be earth-shattering!

    But even so, Ye Xuan still did it at his fingertips, looking extremely relaxed.

    "Using your blood as a guide, cut off all your blood."

    Ye Xuan gave a soft drink.

    In an instant, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple and other seven-color rays of light radiated dazzling brilliance in the sky. Mysterious talismans, like flowing rivers, formed a pattern in the sky, with countless mysterious patterns outlined on it, like dots  Starlight, with a vast and ancient atmosphere.

    This formation map seems to be a link map connecting blood.

    "With your blood, burn!"

    Ye Xuan drank again.

    Boom!

    Ye Xuan waved his hand casually, and saw the blood of the young sect master of Tianmen burst out of his body, turning into golden flames in the sky, exuding a scorching aura that seemed to burn the sky.

    This is one of the top ten sacred fires in ancient times.

    Golden flames!

    "Blood is coming, blood is coming."

    Ye Xuan kept drinking, and saw that the flames were continuously sucking the blood of the young master of Tianmen.

    In the end, the young sect master's blood was drained from his whole body, and he turned into a piece of mummified corpse and fell straight on the ground.

    And the golden fire flame absorbed the blood of the young sect master, directly soared a hundred times, and became a big ball of fire, emitting light and heat like a sun.

    "It's done, the golden fire flames, using the blood as a guide, burn all the members of this blood."

    "Go."

    Ye Xuan waved his sleeves, and the golden-red flames instantly turned into thousands of small fireballs, shooting out in all directions, looking for the descendants of the Tianmen bloodline.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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