In just a blink of an eye, those poisonous snakes shook into blood mist under the mysterious light energy of Uncle Jiu.

Those demonic paths from the Wan Gu Sect were all stunned.

This, isn't this too fierce?

Just using mysterious energy to shatter their poisonous snakes?

You should know that this poisonous snake is not an ordinary poisonous snake, but is specially cultivated.

Not only is it extremely poisonous, but its body is also extremely hard. Ordinary swords cannot cut its scales.

But now, he was directly shocked into blood mist by someone using the mysterious qi wind.

What kind of cultivation is this?

Suddenly, these demons who rushed to the forefront felt panic.

They knew that this was kicked to the iron plate.

Cultivators who can use mysterious energy to shake their poisonous snakes into blood mist are definitely not something they can fight against.

Seeing Uncle Jiu get closer, they are in panic and start to retreat.

But, it's too late.

Uncle Jiu stepped forward, his face turned cold, and he raised his hand and killed him.

"Swish!"

Several sword lights were surging, and Uncle Jiu passed through them directly.

And these Wan Gu Sect demons at the front fell to the ground one after another, with their necks cut open and they died suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, Uncle Jiu was as if he had entered a no-man state.

No matter what kind of flying insects, snakes and spiders, you will kill them when you meet them, and you will die when you take action.

These little demons can stop him.

There may not be any escape.

Uncle Jiu also focused on selecting Maoshan disciples to take action. No one who was targeted by him could escape.

At this moment, Uncle Jiu appeared in front of several Maoshan disciples.

These Maoshan disciples have long been intimidated by Uncle Jiu.

When Uncle Jiu appeared, they were frightened:

"Lin, Lin Jiu, no, Uncle Lin!"

"Uncle Lin, misunderstanding!"

"Uncle Lin, we are from Maoshan School, misunderstandings..."

But Uncle Jiu's eyes were cold:

"Betray the master's sect and fall into a cult. Die!"

Uncle Jiu took action without hesitation.

Several people screamed and fell into a pool of blood.

As for Nanchen Wencai and others, they can also stand on their own.

The seventh level of the Xuan level in Nanchen, the fourth level of the Xuan level in Jiale, and the first level of the literary talent.

Faced with these demonic Taoists whose cultivation is only at the fifth and sixth level of the yellow level, and whose highest cultivation is only at the first and second level of the Xuan level.

That's not cutting melons and vegetables?

As if there is no one in the realm of no one, under the leadership of a strong man like Uncle Jiu, he is completely overwhelmed.

The other party has no power to fight back and has no choice but to escape.

Screams, wails, and begging for mercy kept ringing under Feiyu Ridge.

Even if he wanted to escape, Uncle Jiu didn't give them such a chance.

In less than five minutes, seventy or eighty people were killed by the 40 and the 9th and Nanchen Jialewencai.

Smelling the bloody smell in the air, looking at the corpses all over the ground.

Zuo Sanqian, Chang Fei and others were all stunned.

They gasped and looked at everything in front of them in disbelief.

They were chased by these people for a whole day.

But now, the people in front of him were killed in just five minutes.

It totally shocked them, incredible.

"Oh my god! Their Taoism is so strong!"

"Okay, so strong!"

"I am worthy of being a senior."

"Yes! Nan Chen, the first in the younger generation, is also very strong. He can cut out five meters of sword energy with one sword."

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Chapter completed!