Even he was in danger many times and wandered on the brink of death.

However, since you have decided to let go, you can’t worry about death!

Besides, if you don’t let go at this time, why don’t you let go?

In troubled times... there is no immortal!

A cigarette burned out, and Xiao Chen carried the Xuanyuan Sword and headed straight for the strongest person in the Shengtian Sect.

"Xiao Chen?!"

The strongest man's face changed when he saw Xiao Chen coming. He was about to raise his weapons to block it, but a thunder appeared above his head out of thin air and hit him.

In an instant, his body trembled and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground.

Before he could react, a golden light flashed in front of him, and Xuanyuan Knife mixed with endless murderous intent, slashed hard on his neck.

Click.

The sound of bone breaking sounded, and the head flew.

The blood, like a fountain, sprayed more than ten meters high.

thump.

The headless corpse also fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a phantom rose into the air and wanted to escape.

Xiao Chen looked cold, and with a wave of his right hand, an invisible big hand appeared and pinched the phantom.

He didn't say a word of nonsense, and with a sudden grip on his hand, the phantom exploded instantly and turned into nothingness.

A strong man fell completely like this.

"No one left!"
Chapter completed!