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run!

Such thoughts spontaneously emerged in the minds of the five demon saints.

Even if Chen Huaian is in the Mahayana Second Tribulation Realm.

Even if Chen Huaian is alone.

However, the sharp sword intent that almost shattered the sky made their scalps numb, and they had no desire to fight against it.

This time they really want to escape.

But he had no intention of harming other sects.

Now they want to go back to the Shiwanda Mountains and be innocent little monsters.

However……

"Master, can I let you go?"

A cold snort was like dewdrops falling into a cold pond.

The sword formation spread like ripples, and the sword formation that originally covered an area of one mile instantly expanded to a hundred miles.

Covering the sky and blocking out the sun, the sky was filled with densely packed afterimages of flying swords composed of pure sword intent.

The five demon saints felt that there was murderous intent in all directions.

The terrifying illusion that they would be killed if they moved a step made it difficult for them to move.

It's wrong to leave, and it's wrong not to leave.

tread.

tread.

tread--!

Behind me, the slow footsteps stopped.

The Mountain Moving King slowly twisted his stiff neck and his pupils shrank.

At some point, Chen Huaian had come to a barren hill beside them.

He was dressed in black, standing beside an old tree, his gray hair dancing wildly in the wind.

The swordsman did not draw his sword.

He was casually stroking a broken branch.

The sound of dead branches breaking was as light as a sigh.

A yellow leaf on the branch swayed slowly and fell towards the sky.

When the leaves are about to fall but haven't fallen yet——

Chen Huaian moved.

He held the dry branch, neither stabbing nor chopping, but simply slashing forward.

놙 is to pass it forward casually.

It seems like I want to give that dead branch to my good friend.

In front of the dead branch, the void suddenly twisted.

A hundred feet away.

Boom! A mountain broke in half, and the clouds parted to the left and right.

The torn pieces of cloud spread rapidly forward like a blur of white ink.

Thousands of feet away.

The head of the Great Sage Kunpeng, who ran the farthest, soared into the sky.

The broken end was as smooth as a mirror. Only when the head fell off did the demon's blood spurt out wildly, splashing into the sky.

"Kun, Kunpeng?" The Great Sage who Moves Mountains stared at the motionless Great Sage Kunpeng with bloodshot eyes. What surged in his heart was not hatred for revenge, but fear.

The Great Sage Kunpeng was at the second calamity realm of Mahayana cultivation, but he couldn't even withstand a single sword strike from Chen Huaian.

You have to know that their bodies are as hard as spiritual treasures, but Chen Huaian still chopped off their heads with a single sword... What kind of sword intent is this!?

What’s even more terrifying is——

Chen Huaian didn't even draw his sword!

All he used was a dry branch!

"Senior Chen, there may be a little misunderstanding between us!" The Big Black Bear, the Great Sage of Moving Mountains, knelt down in front of Chen Huaian, forcing a flattering smile on his face: "We were just joking before.

The resources of the Cangyun Realm belong to everyone, so why would we talk about snatching them away? Give them to whoever needs them. We demons don't have such a great need for spirit stones, so it's more appropriate for the natural spirit veins to be placed in your possession."

"Oh? Really?"

The voice hasn't fallen yet.

People have arrived first.

Chen Huaian stepped on the head of the Great Sage Who Moves Mountains, lowered his head, and said with a smile: "I still like your unruly look just now...Aren't you going to devour my soul? Swallow one and show me."

"Senior..." The Great Sage who Moves Mountains is about to cry.

The words haven't been finished yet.

Chen Huaian stomped his right foot slightly.

"boom--!"

The mountain behind the Mountain-Moving Great Sage's body was like being hit by a hammer and shattered in an instant.

Looking at the Great Sage who Moves Mountains again, his whole body was shaking and blood was flowing from all seven orifices.

The huge body trembled, fell sideways and smashed into the ruins without a sound.

The top of its head.

A hole the size of a footprint was oozing out brain matter.

The area around the hole was still filled with the sword intent that had not yet dissipated.

“Move the mountains!” The three remaining demon saints were terrified by the miserable state of Kunpeng and the Great Sage Who Moves Mountains.

No longer caring about the illusion that he would be killed if he took a step forward.

They fled madly in three different directions.

"I told you, I didn't let you go."

Chen Huaian shook his head and sighed, looking at the three demon saints as if he were looking at three disobedient children.

He took a step forward, and the sword formation spread forward like a madly growing tide.

No matter how the three demon saints ran, they could not escape the range of the sword formation.

Chen Huaian took ten steps.

The three demon saints ran thousands of miles.

The sword formation spread for thousands of miles.

"Don't run." Chen Huaian yawned, with a hint of impatience in his tone.

One second.

The sword formation suddenly came to a close.

The three demon saints returned to their original place in an instant.

Despair and a cold chill lingered in the hearts of the three great saints.

They didn't understand why Chen Huaian, who was at such a level, could crush and tease them like this.

Could this be the true value of combining sword cultivation with formation cultivation?!

“Sword Master, please spare my life, Sword Master, please spare my life!” The Black Wind Great Sage collapsed and knelt on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly.

In the face of life and death, even the Demon Saint has to give up his dignity and linger on.

"Why beg for mercy?" The Great Sage Xianwei said, frustrated. "We wanted to kill him before. Do you think he will spare us now? Why not join forces with the three of us and fight him together? Maybe we can still have a chance of escape."

The Poisonous Enemy Great Sage remained silent, but looked at the corpses of the Kunpeng and the Mountain-Moving Great Sage with a complicated expression, wondering what he was thinking.

In fact, the Great Sage Who Moves Mountains and the Great Sage Kunpeng are not completely dead.

Their evil spirits are still huddled in their broken corpses.

But they didn't dare to move, they were betting that Chen Huaian wouldn't notice.

However, Chen Huaian was already able to cut off their demon bodies with one sword. As a cultivator at the Second Tribulation Realm of Mahayana, how could he not sense the demon spirits?

This can only prove one thing - Chen Huaian didn't particularly want to kill them.

Chen Huaian wanted to severely damage them.

They have no chance to escape.

A feeling of joy emerged in the heart of the Poisonous Enemy Great Sage.

However, this joy did not last long.

choke--!

Following the sound of a sword.

It didn't even look at the sword light, but at the spinning vision of the sky.

Plop——!

There were three consecutive sounds of heads falling.

The Poisonous Enemy Great Sage stared blankly at the three headless demon corpses kneeling ten feet away, his pupils shrinking into needles.

It watched the dry branch in the sword cultivator's hand shatter into powder blown away by the wind.

Watching his own body slowly fall down.

Look at the demon blood soaked all over the face.

Look——

The swordsman slowly turned around and walked away leisurely.

Only at this moment did the severe pain spread through its consciousness.

While chatting and laughing, he used a dry branch and a sword to kill the three demon saints.

Chen Huaian killed the five demon saints with three sword strikes, killed Kunpeng with one sword, and took the head from a thousand miles away.

The sword energy spread from the soles of the feet, penetrated the body of the Great Sage Moving Mountains, and shattered the mountains in the direction.

With the last sword, all three demons were killed.

In the sword formation, a group of cultivators looked at the calm figure and were speechless for a moment.

But everyone knows it in their hearts.

The number one swordsman in the Cang Yun Realm.

The future will be this Chen Jianzun.

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Since roast goose is now day and night reversed, you can look at it in the morning. Generally, the two pictures are taken after 2 or 3 o'clock.