The Quick Transmigration Bigshot Always Plays with Heartbeats

[A true 'love-hate' story, the plot is intense. Please read the trigger warnings in Chapter 1 before deciding whether to read it~]

An interstellar bigshot kicks the bucket and gets a ...

Chapter 239: The Imperial Master is Attacking Me Again (44)

Under the green mountains.

The leading disciple suddenly fell down. Chu Xiafeng felt something was wrong and drew his sword, shouting angrily, "Who?!"

Although his cultivation was greatly damaged, it was a turbulent time and there was no time to elect a new leader, so he would still be the one to lead the campaign to wipe out the Demon Cult.

It's just that it's no longer so popular.

Birds rustled across the forest, and clear voices echoed among the green hills: "Alliance Leader Chu, we meet again."

Chu Xiafeng asked sternly, "Who are you?"

Bu Tiange stood on a huge rock, the corners of his lips raised slightly behind his black iron mask, "I am the leader of Tongtian Sect. It's been a few days since we last met, but Alliance Leader Chu has forgotten a lot."

Chu Xiafeng's young disciple took a quick step forward, looked Bu Tiange up and down, and spoke disrespectfully.

"You're talking nonsense! The leader of Tongtian Sect is clearly a man! However, he is indeed as charming as a girl."

There was laughter among the expeditionary force.

Bu Tiange slapped the sword blade, and the long sword suddenly came out, brushing past the little disciple's neck.

A gust of cold wind suddenly approached my neck, followed by a stinging pain.

The young disciple subconsciously touched his hand and found blood on it, the same color as the woman's clothes.

He heard screams behind him and turned around belatedly to see a man pierced through the heart by a long sword. He fell down while still trying to draw his sword.

Bu Tiange raised his right hand and slowly closed his five fingers.

The vast true energy poured out and turned into a long dragon-binding tassel, pulling the sword out of the man's chest and returning it to her hand.

Bu Tiange brought the sword to his lips and gently licked the still warm blood on the blade.

The salty and fishy smell is like rust, still so familiar.

Bloodthirsty and murderous, is this a monster?

Everyone's faces changed drastically and they all retreated.

Before the woman in blood-stained clothes took action, Chu Xiafeng was almost certain that she was Bu Tiange.

But the moment he attacked, that extremely powerful true energy filled his head, which was clearly extremely evil. How could it be the extremely yang and strong true dragon energy!

Bu Tiange jumped down and said, "Don't worry, I haven't finished what I said. I'm not the leader of Tongtian Sect, but I am the one who can make him kneel on the washboard."

Kneeling on the washboard...?

Chu Xiafeng vaguely remembered that the devil Lin Tongchen once called the current emperor's wife.

This is even more wrong.

He frowned, flicked his sleeves and said, "No matter who this woman is, if she practices unorthodox methods, she will be killed without mercy!"

Bu Tiange looked at him and said, "Alliance Leader Chu is the best martial artist in the world, how come he can only shout and yell now?"

Without waiting for Chu Xiafeng to answer, she smiled and said, "Oh, I get it. Alliance Leader Chu's Dantian is almost destroyed. Now he can barely lift the sword."

Chu Xiafeng's young disciple was enraged by her and rushed forward regardless of his wounds.

"Witch, don't insult my master!"

Bu Tiange pointed his toes, and before the sword moved, the sword intent came first, sweeping over with the true energy.

The young disciple dodged left and right, but the sword seemed to have no accuracy, either passing him by or not aimed at him at all.

He couldn't help but say proudly: "You are no more than that!"

"Yeah?"

The last sword intent came towards him, and a cold voice sounded behind him.

The young disciple blocked the block with luck and turned back in a hurry, accidentally touching the wound on his neck.

The wound tore open, and the sword intent instantly surged in, bursting his arteries!

Green blood spurted out, splashing on the red robe, the black iron mask, and the jaw and cherry lips that were not covered by the mask.

When he took his last breath, Bu Tiange walked towards the martial artists in the pool of blood, his phoenix eyes half-closed, with galaxies surging in his eyes.

"The grudge between Tongtianmen and you all will be settled here."