My Master is Lin Zhengying

Many monsters spoke one after another, being suppressed by these two breaths, their blood surged.

Hallmaster Ma and Hallmaster Zuo, two old monsters.

With fear on his face now, he subconsciously stepped back.

The breath they feel is not something they can resist and fight against.

It is stronger and more violent than Uncle Jiu's way of breaking the seal before.

With a roar, Nan Chen stared forward.

The obese Hall Master Ma trembled all over his body.

At this moment, it was like being stared at by a demon god...

Qiu Sheng, Zhan Rui and others beside Nan Chen were all dumbfounded.

They had never seen Nan Chen like this before.

They all stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

Nan Chen roared.

He locked his eyes on Hallmaster Ma and Hallmaster Zuo.

Nan Chen waved the Ten Fox Sword in his hand.

"Buzzing" long sound.

The demonic aura shook, and the two Yinyue Mountain hall masters backed away again and again.

"Your time of death has arrived..."

Nan Chen spoke coldly, with infinite killing intent.

"You, are you a demon cultivator?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you are dead..."

Nan Chen's voice was cold.

Lifting the long sword, he blasted up and killed him.

Seeing this, the two monsters ran behind.

Before, I still felt that I had lost face and couldn't hold my face.

But now, I can't take care of anything, the most important thing is to save my life.

At the same time, they ordered the disciples of the Qijue Sect and the ghost slave corpses:

"Quick, stop him, stop him..."

Those Qijue sect monsters, although they heard the order.

However, no one dared to move.

Are you kidding me, this shit is heavenly.

What are they doing?

Most of them are just yellow ranks, let alone confrontation.

The aftermath of other people's evil spirit can shock them to death.

Of course, those ghost slaves and zombies without IQ felt instinctive fear.

But still did not disobey the order.

They came rushing one after another to intercept Nan Chen.

The result can be imagined.

The current Nan Chen is in a state of berserk.

When you meet a god, you kill a god, when you meet a Buddha, you kill a Buddha.

A sword swings out.

The demonic aura was turbulent, and Senior Sword Spirit added to the power of the Ten Fox Sword.

This sword went down and swept across a large area.

Flesh and blood fly sword, soul flies away.

Corpse slaves and evil ghosts died one after another, and none of them survived by chance.

Moreover, the surrounding trees were also broken under the powerful and incomparable sword energy.

"Bang bang bang" in a mess, staggering.

And these ghost slave corpses and so on are now in Nan Chen's eyes.

Chicken tile dog, even worse.

Raise your hand, it's a massacre.

With a swing of the sword, you can sweep away the crowd.