Emperor Tianwu

It was clearly a whisk, but when it was taken out, it was filled with yin energy.

Not only that, the silk threads on the Buddha whisk were not ordinary silk threads at all, but threads that looked extremely black and shimmering with yin energy. These threads gave Yun Chen a very cold and icy feeling.

"Kill!"

Ran Yutian raised the whisk with one hand and smashed it directly at Yun Chen.

Suddenly, with a "boom", the thousands of silk threads suddenly burst out, countless silk threads gathered together, and in the midst of the wind, they bombarded Yun Chen.

It was clearly a bunch of silk threads, but it gave people a feeling that these silk threads were like mountains smashing out, rolling up the majestic killing momentum around, making a shocking roar, and suddenly falling down.

The moment these silk threads fell, the world suddenly uttered a series of extremely shrill screams, these screams were like countless people being cut into pieces, extremely shrill.

At the same time, faces appeared on the thread. There were men and women, old and young, and each of them was in extreme pain.

They screamed madly, mixed with overwhelming resentment.

"My evil soul thread, even a cave-heaven realm strongman, will be hit if he is not careful!"

Ran Yutian smiled proudly.

Each thread on his whisk was made from countless wronged souls, and it was extremely powerful.

Others like to nurture their own divine weapons, but he likes to use external objects to refine them.

Yun Chen saw those faces, even some of the faces of children, and the murderous aura in his body could no longer be suppressed. It exploded completely, rippling the void like a substance.

He was angry.

He was furious.

Needless to say, this old bastard killed countless innocent people for this weapon, and each of them suffered inhuman torture before his death, which formed this earth-shaking resentment.

He was full of murderous intent.

He raised the long sword in his hand, and then he stepped forward. With a loud bang, a huge blue light column shot up from his body, piercing through the clouds and reaching beyond the nine heavens.

As the light column shot up, thunderous sounds suddenly sounded under the sky, and large pieces of lightning gathered crazily behind Yun Chen.

He was going to perform the Thunder God's Coming.

The majestic killing intent dissipated, and a great force of heaven and earth gathered on Yun Chen.

Behind him, a huge phantom of the Thunder God had condensed.

When the phantom of the Thunder God condensed, the whole space suddenly sank, as if the sky was pressing down.

"Cut!"

Yun Chen slashed out with a flat knife.

The knife light was dazzling and boundless, and it whistled out with a majestic momentum to destroy everything.

At this moment, Ran Yutian couldn't help but tense up, and a breath of death surged over, making his face pale.

The next second, with a "swish", his evil spirit threads evaporated instantly in front of Yun Chen's knife light, just like snowflakes encountering magma and water drops encountering flames.

Wherever the knife light passed, his threads were as vulnerable as chickens and pottery dogs, and were destroyed like a broken bamboo.

The powerful backlash force rushed in frantically, making him feel like he had suffered thousands of heavy blows, and he spurted out mouthfuls of blood when he opened his mouth.

Without waiting for him to react.

The knife light had already arrived in front of him, and in his desperate eyes, it passed through him with a majestic murderous intent.

"Am I dead?"

This was his last thought, and then there was a "bang", and his whole body was directly torn into a bloody mist by the murderous intent.

A blue knife mark that was thousands of meters long lasted in the void for a long time.

"It's your turn!"

The angry voice sounded again, and the long knife was aimed directly at Jiang Aotian, who was already dumbfounded.

Jiang Aotian had never thought that in such a short time, the two great masters of the Huazhen Realm of his sect had all perished.

He only came to his senses when he heard Yun Chen's voice.

The first moment he came to his senses, he turned around and ran, and at the same time sacrificed a talisman, preparing to escape from this place first.

Yun Chen's strength was too strong.

With one knife, even the Grand Elder of the middle stage of the Huazhen Realm was killed.

He was strong, but at most he was only a little stronger than the Grand Elder, and this was when the other party did not use the evil soul thread.

He had seen the horror of the evil soul thread with his own eyes.

The Grand Elder once used that whisk and the skills of a cup of tea to massacre a city, and I don't know how many people's souls were collected.

"Want to leave?"

Since he had decided to kill, how could Yun Chen hold back?

The long knife swung again, and a blade light instantly crossed thousands of meters of space and chopped directly on Jiang Aotian's body.

With a "swish", Jiang Aotian's body was cut directly in the middle, and then, it was torn apart by the killing intent, following the footsteps of Ran Yutian.

If Jiang Aotian didn't run away, this knife might not be able to kill him.

However, the other party wanted to escape, but was killed by Yun Chen's knife.

After Yun Chen collected all the spoils, he fell to the ground.

Yi Lan and Jin Yun were completely stunned.

The three great masters of the Black Evil Sect are gone just now?