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Chapter 48: A sword across thousands of miles

If he was rational, Chen Huixian would not care about other demons. He would first determine whether his own battle results were really dead.

But now, he is emotionally dominating himself and pursues a refreshing and exciting killing of the enemy. As for whether the other party dies or not, he has not considered that much.

The full moon wolf fell to the ground, and dozens of sword marks that were several meters long torn apart, and blood oozed out for no money, but he didn't care. His body slowly turned into a human form, and Lan Qimo in his arms slowly revealed.

At this moment, Lan Qimo's face was pale, and the scars formed by the backlash of fate faded, revealing her true face.

Lan Qimo looks pretty, not beautiful, nor ugly. Her fair face and the temperament of the girl next door seem particularly soft at this time.

"Brother Man Yue, stop saving me, it's useless!"

At this moment, Lan Qimo was very calm, as if she was not the one who had to face death. She stretched out her hand and stroked the bloody cheeks of the Moon Wolf, and said with pain: "You should heal yourself!"

Even at the moment she was about to leave, the full moon was the most reluctant to leave, not herself.

"Don't talk, you can definitely save me!" The Manyue Wolf took out the last Red Moon Wolf Fruit and fed it into Lan Qimo's mouth without saying a word. Lan Qimo did not refuse, squinted her eyes with happiness, but the paleness on her face did not decrease at all.

Seeing that the Full Moon Wolf was going to spend his true energy again, Lan Qimo refused and whispered: "Brother Man Moon, as fate backfires, it also means that my fate is destined, useless, really!"

Looking at the wolf in the Moon, she recalled all the happy times in the past and said slowly: "Brother Man Moon, I have never regretted it. Even though I have lived without humans or ghosts over the years, I am so happy every time I hear about you, I am really happy... So, Brother Man Moon, don't die? Didn't you say you want me to pick you up? Then I'll wait for you to pick me up, okay?"

In fact, for Lan Qimo, death is exactly what she hopes for, because living without humans or ghosts is the greatest torture for a girl.

But she couldn't make up her mind because she couldn't bear to leave the full moon wolf. It seemed that it would be a good ending to be able to die for the other party now.

"Okay... OK... I don't die, I will definitely come to pick you up!"

The wolf in the Moon knelt on the ground, holding her in his arms, and tears couldn't be controlled for some reason. He nodded in a choked and embarrassed look, without any majesty or domineeringness.

"Brother Man Yue, your arms are so comfortable, it's really comfortable..."

Lan Qimo could no longer suppress the injuries on his body, his body became empty, and the Yang God also turned into a spot of light, dissipating in the arms of the full moon wolf.

"ah……!!!"

The full moon wolf roared to the sky, and a line of blood and tears flowed out from the corners of his eyes. He hated, and never hated someone so much.

The entire battlefield was in chaos. The demon cultivator of the Heart Demon Sect wanted to escape, but the Red Moon Wolf Demon barely supported him, and the two sects attacked each other on both sides.

Chen Huixian was one man and one sword, and the demon had no enemy with one move. All kinds of strange magics were created by him, and he was directly suppressed and wiped out by thousands of thoughts.

Faced with such an opponent who is not invaded by all means and cannot be defeated by force, the demon fled quickly after several counterattacks.

As for death, let's see who runs behind.

Another pursuit war began, and the demons began to suffer a large number of casualties. Some were deceived by their own people, some were chased by sword cultivators, and some were killed by dumplings.

This pursuit took thousands of kilometers, and the demons lost hundreds of thousands. The disciples of Lingbao Sect and the disciples of Tianjian Sword Sect were not unwilling to chase them, but the true soul consciousness could not keep up.

When they stopped, they suddenly found that Shen Huixian was gone.

"Where is Senior Brother Chen?"

"No, haven't Senior Brother Chen been among the demons all the time?"

"Not good, let's chase!"

Upon hearing this, the disciple of the Tianjian Sword Sect set up a flying sword and chased after him.

At this time, the demon realized something and found that the people behind him were no longer chasing him, and Chen Huixian was surrounded by them.

This is not a war between ordinary people and demons, but they are too smart and die under their own intelligence.

Taking advantage of the fire to rob and taking advantage of the situation is the demon's specialty.

Chen Huixian found that the demons would not escape, and did not think too much. He directly swept the sword energy and waved his hand to more than ten Kongbi sword sword energy. On the spot, more than ten demons could not dodge and turned into blood mist.

At this time, the demon realized that the other party was not a fat and tender sheep, but a human-eating tiger, and hesitated for a moment.

As a result, several sword lights came from outside the sky, and the demons scattered and once again staged a desperate escape.

The demons had thought of slipping away from the side, but they often had to be attacked by Shen Huixian, and they could escape life and could not escape from death.

As a result, the Yang Shen Realm ran away, and the rest were all Yin Shen Realm. More than two thousand demons were chased by Chen Huixian and turned into a dog.

Outside the sky, four golden immortals confronted each other. Xingchenzi looked at him sarcastically. Xue Xinmo and Meng Xiangu were very proud and said, "Do you still have to do this? More than two thousand cultivators were chased by a ghost immortal and ran away and broke their legs...!"

Xingchenzi didn't say the rest, but his eyes were self-evident. Xue Xinmo gritted his teeth and wanted to slap him and slapped Chen Huixian in Lingxi World to death.

"It's okay, let's talk about it when they die!"

Meng Xian Gu did not look very beautiful, but her skills were not inferior at all. She glanced at Xingchenzi, and her charming face pouted slightly, not to mention how attractive it was.

In this game, Xue Xinmo and Meng Xiangu lost their wife and soldiers, and seemed to have nothing to get, but looking at their expressions, Xingchenzi hesitated.

On the contrary, Lu Xian next to him was not affected at all. For the sword cultivator, I would kill him with one sword.

Xue Xinmo did not let Lu Xian go and said sinisterly: "Lu Xian, if you use these garbage to exchange for your disciples as a devil, this transaction is worth it."

"magic?"

Lu Xian looked at the Lingxi Realm, and Chen Huixian chased the demon without mercy, just like sheep. If it were just like this, Lu Xian would not be surprised. There were countless sword cultivators who killed people.

What really caught his attention was that he felt cruel from the means of Chen Huixian.

Killing people is just a lie. Sometimes, Chen Huixian can kill, but he is still abused the other party. It is not until the demon screams and wails that the other party will be killed with one sword, and both souls and souls will be destroyed.

Lu Xian lost the enemy but not the formation, and said indifferently: "It's not that you have to worry about it, it's just that you don't have enough cultivation. It's just that you'll have to go through the cycle of reincarnation several times!"

The reincarnation of the Heavenly Sword Sect is like drinking water. I don’t know how many disciples can never come back because of the reincarnation of the Heavenly Sword Sect, but they still cannot change the enforcement of this sect rule by the Heavenly Sword Sect.

In the eyes of outsiders, the disciples who have worked hard to cultivate are so hard to die in vain, which is too much of a loss and too much to destroy the strength of the sect.

But for the Tianjian Sword Sect, this is the fundamental factor in the strength of their sect.

“…”

Xue Xinmo had a toothache and decided not to communicate with such a lunatic. The two of them were not in the same world and could not communicate.

At this time, the demons began to suffer huge casualties.

On the one hand, because their true soul is exhausted, they still cannot escape. On the other hand, their mentality is broken and they turn around in despair to fight with Shen Huixian.

The result is self-evident. Even in their heyday, they could not fight against Chen Huixian, let alone when they cannot exert 10% of their strength?

Of course, not all demons are like this. Some secretly preserve their strength, while others have spiritual fruit pills to restore their true energy, and take this opportunity to sneak away.

Anyway, it took less than ten minutes, and blood was scattered everywhere in the green mountains, and hundreds of demons died tragically in the hands of Shen Huixian.

Chen Huixian held the sword in one hand, and the robes on his body had long been broken, and blood filled his body. He was like a demon crawling out from the ground, becoming a nightmare for the demon.

Chen Huixian didn't care about the few two fish that had escaped, and continued to chase the demons who were desperately fleeing. As for other disciples of the Tianjian Sword Sect and Lingbao Sect, they had already fallen behind for more than a thousand kilometers.

The sun rises and sets, and the demon stages a huge escape from thousands of miles. Under the control of his emotions, Chen Huixian is completely unhappy. His obsession supports the crazy killing of the demon. His thoughts are exhausted 90%, and the Yin God is on the verge of collapse. The true energy in his body is sufficient, but it is only enough for him to use the Kongbi sword energy.

The later they went, the more boring it became. The demon was so tired that he let Shen Huixian kill him, without any thought of moving. Perhaps for them, death was just a relief and escape from this situation of being exhausted to death.

When the last demon cultivator of the Heart Demon Sect who was good at escaping was lying on the ground, looking at Chen Huixian motionlessly, his eyes were full of despair, Chen Huixian did not take action and asked hoarsely:

"You are the last one, I'll give you a chance and tell me what last words are there!"

"A last words?"

The demon cultivator of the Heart Demon Sect could no longer speak out. In order to escape, he even used the technique of self-harm. His cultivation was full of thieves. Even if Chen Huixian did not kill him, he would be distracted and could not maintain the Yin God.

"No last words. In this life, I have drunk enough wine, killed enough people, and slept enough beautiful women. I live better, longer and more comfortable than my cowardly tribe members!"

The sound of this sentence is low and unheard, but it can still be hidden from the immortal Chen Hui. The demon cultivator of the inner demon sect also knew that the immortal Chen Hui could not let him go, so he did not beg.

There were many demons begging along the way, all of which were killed by Chen Huixian and their souls were scattered.

"Building your own happiness on the pain of others can indeed achieve supreme happiness, so I also like to build your own happiness on you demons!"

Chen Huixian didn't say anything righteous, just as he knew that he did this not only for justice, but after all, he was also a selfish person.

With one sword, the demon cultivator of the Heart Demon Sect was bombarded by the Shen Huixian, and his soul was destroyed.

After doing all this, Chen Huixian looked up at the blue sky and white clouds. After losing his obsession with killing demons and eliminating demons, he also exhausted his last strength, and the Yin God could not maintain it and turned into three souls and seven spirits.

clang!!
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