Changsheng, invincible from taking a concubine

Jiang Chuan was very satisfied with the effect.

Today, the True Words and Fate Sutra was very helpful, and the enemies were successfully killed twice.

If he said to kill them all, I don’t know if it would work.

But this is just a rough idea.

With the effect of the True Words and Fate Sutra, I am afraid it will backfire on the spot and hit me again.

Although no one will die, I will definitely not be able to maintain my master’s image.

He looked at the pretentious person with a playful look.

“How about you try it next time?”

Gui Wuchang sat up straight, and the disdain on his face gradually disappeared.

This matter is too weird.

Two people were killed by lightning in a row. If this is still a coincidence, then there is something fishy.

Now he actually wants to threaten me.

He snorted coldly. "Boy, don't take yourself too seriously. With preparation, you won't be struck so easily."

"Besides, my compass boat is protected by a formation."

"You want to strike me with lightning. Do you think it's possible?"

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"Thunder."

With a rumble, a bolt of lightning struck down.

Everyone...

[Ding, reduce your life by ten years. 】

A burst of unbridled laughter rang out.

"I'm dying of laughter. That's it."

"I almost peed myself."

"Damn, he didn't die even after this. This kid is really lucky."

A series of taunts made Jiangchuan's face turn black.

It really can't be praised.

Before it strikes everyone, it has already brought disaster to itself.

My glorious image.

This is completely ruined.

Mengyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily, I hid far away just now.

Otherwise, I would definitely be implicated by that just now.

"Well, are you okay, Daoist friend?"

"No. This little attack is nothing."

"Really? Then I wonder if you can withstand the wrath of my Ghost Sword Sect."

Killing two of them who were in the first level of Hidden Yuan.

This matter will not be let go.

The mocking smiles on the faces of all the people in the Ghost Sword Sect were restrained, and their cold eyes fell on him.

Jiang Chuan smiled slightly and raised a middle finger.

"You will know if you try it."

"Haha, very good. Then I want to see what you have the right to be so presumptuous with me here."

With a single hand, he pointed at Jiang Chuan.

A few words fell lightly.

"Kill him."

All the disciples of the Ghost Sword Sect instantly urged the power in their bodies and rushed towards Jiang Chuan.

Meng Yun was shocked. Facing such a powerful attack, even she did not dare to face it head-on.

"Daoist friend, get out of here!"

Jiang Chuan was indifferent. His right hand with a black metal glove held the array pattern short sword.

The two-yin and yang illusion array formed around him.

The two phantoms formed a vortex of spiritual power with him as the center.

The outer Sancai Guiyuan formation lit up.

The three phantoms drew huge spiritual power from it, and countless spiritual power turned into high-speed auras at three points and shot out.

Bang, bang, bang, explosions continued to sound.

The disciples of the Ghost Sword Sect in the sky were pierced and killed instantly.

A red blood rain fell in the nearby area.

The bodies of the Ghost Sword Sect disciples who had no breath fell to the ground without any reaction.

The formation dissipated, and the scene was deadly quiet.

The female cultivators of the Yunmeng Sect turned pale, looking at the square dyed red, and their whole bodies trembled.

Is this a devil?

Why is he so strong?

Just one person killed thousands of Ghost Sword Sect disciples without leaving a single piece of armor.

Is this really something a human can do?

The same was true for Fairy Mengyun at this time.

Although these are all cultivators in the mortal realm.

But there are so many of them.

Even if she was asked to kill them, it would be impossible to do it in such a short time.

That's 6,000 people.

Not six hundred.

Most of them are above the Martial Emperor.

The Ghost Sword Sect's loss of so many at once will definitely have a huge impact on the entire sect.

She looked at the man's back.

Alchemist?

This guy is an alchemist?

If she believes this nonsense, then Meng Yun is mentally retarded.

Gui Wuchang looked at the miserable scene below, his face turned completely blue.

He looked at the bastard with a fierce look.

He was definitely deceived.

This man is definitely not an alchemist.

If he had known this, he should not have sent those low-level cannon fodder to die.

"Boy. You are very good. You dare."

Jiang Chuan smiled confidently.

"Don't be so excited, I will send you on your way right away. I won't let your disciples be alone."

As he spoke, he was already stepping on the air, and several leaps reached the same level.

The whole person turned into a sharp sword light and rushed towards the other party.

"Hmph! Do you think you can be a match for me, a close-knit group of masters? You are so arrogant."

"Come on, I don't want to see him standing in front of me."

More than 20 practitioners of the first and second levels of Hidden Yuan injected spiritual power into their swords and attacked Jiang Chuan.

[Ding, do you want to copy the skills? ]

"Copy."

[Ding, get the yellow-grade skill Ghost Killing Sword. ]

It didn't exceed his expectations to spend a hundred years of life to get such a skill.

Before coming here, he already knew what this sect practiced.

After collecting these skills, some of them will not be used.

What he really thought of was to see if he could synthesize other valuable ones.

But at this moment, the system's voice sounded again.

[Ding, consume a thousand years of life to obtain the demon clan's mysterious skills, the Rakshasa Sword. ]

Jiang Chuan raised his eyebrows, the things that popped out this time were a bit strange.

How come even the demon clan's skills appeared.

But now is not the time to think about these.

Pointed out with one finger.

The majestic spiritual power surrounded the whole body, and finally condensed at the fingertips.

The fingers with black metal gloves instantly shot out 128 long swords condensed by spiritual power.

Some of them also condensed sword intent.

The second-level sword pointed to the universe.

A sword light penetrated through the group of people.

In an instant.

Everyone froze there.

They looked at their hearts and qi seas with astonishment.

Their bodies fell down one by one.

The air seemed to solidify at this moment.

Looking at this scene in astonishment, their faces showed an expression of seeing a ghost.

Who would have thought that so many masters of the Ghost Sword Sect were killed by one move.

Compared to the scene just now, what is in front of us is definitely more shocking.

Especially the leader of Mengyun Sect.

As a master of the third level of Hidden Yuan.

She knows what this scene means better than anyone else.

With a puff, Gui Wuchang, who was brewing a sneak attack at the back, spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He looked down at his destroyed Qi Sea, his face pale.

"Dao, Daoyou. I am the young master of the Ghost Sword Sect. If you dare to kill me, the entire Ghost Sword Sect will not let you go!"

Jiangchuan smiled and shook his head, and appeared on the Compass Boat after a few steps in the air.

"Why, you don't think. I will let you go back to inform the news?"

"Also, I am a little curious about your identity. Are you really a human?"

The magic skills of the demon clan appeared here, which is a bit problematic no matter how you look at it.

The guy in front of him is whiter than others.

But his whiteness is a bit abnormal.

Before, I thought it was just a coincidence.

But after getting the Luosha Tongming Sword, he guessed a possibility.