Seeing the purple ginseng in Chen Tianwen's hand radiating intense light, several Blood Fiend Sect disciples stared wide-eyed!
"This...this purple ginseng has completely dried up; it must be over five thousand years old."
A Blood Fiend Sect disciple said blankly.
Then he saw the figure holding the purple ginseng.
Her black hair was loose, her face was covered by a jade mask, her eyes were bright and sharp, and her snow-white robe was slightly fluttering, as if a banished immortal had descended. However, the small black sword in her hand was covered with mud, which ruined her special aura.
"You brat from the Divine Sword Sect, hand over the purple ginseng you have!"
A Blood Fiend Sect disciple carrying a flag shouted arrogantly, and then waved the dark, menacing flag in his hand in a threatening manner.
What if I don't pay?
Chen Tianwen's voice was neither happy nor sad as he directly put the purple ginseng into his storage ring.
Upon seeing this, the Blood Fiend Sect disciples' eyes flashed with a fierce light!
"You don't know what's good for you!"
As he spoke, he waved the black flag in his hand, and billowing black mist spread out from the flag.
The Blood Fiend Sect disciple sneered, "My Black Demon Smoke is designed to corrode living beings. Anyone below the Golden Core stage will die from even a touch of it. Even if a Golden Core cultivator doesn't die from it, they will be burned by the demon smoke, suffering excruciating pain!"
"You ungrateful brat, I'll let you experience what it's like to be worse than dead!"
"If you kneel down and kowtow to each of us, and offer up your storage ring, I'll make you my servant and spare your life."
Several Blood Fiend Sect disciples, as if they had already figured out Chen Tianwen, laughed at him to their hearts' content.
"well"
Chen Tianwen shook his head and let out a sigh.
To be fair, he had no animosity towards the Blood Fiend Sect disciples, nor was he interested in the grudges between the Blood Fiend Sect and the Divine Sword Sect.
They had no intention of interfering in the conflict between the two sides.
His goal in coming to the secret realm was simply to kill Xu Xinrou.
While you're at it, pick up some rare and precious herbs.
Let's replenish our empty storage ring.
Therefore, he did not act immediately.
Now the Blood Fiend Sect is trying to seize his purple ginseng without any explanation, and they'll attack him if he doesn't give it to them.
Then don't blame him.
"I didn't originally intend to go on a killing spree."
"Since you've forced me to this!"
Facing the billowing black smoke, Chen Tianwen remained calm and unhurried, flicking the Heart-Piercing Sword in his hand.
"So……"
He brought his two swords together, and a purple sword aura shot out, spanning a thousand meters, striking the Blood Fiend Sect disciple who was waving a flag and shouting like lightning.
Pfft!
Without even a chance to resist, the black flag, along with the disciple, was severed in two.
Looking at the sword energy he had casually released.
Chen Tianwen nodded in satisfaction.
He didn't use any sword techniques at all.
Furthermore, it did not unleash the power of the Heart-Piercing Sword.
It's just an ordinary sword aura formed by infusing one's own spiritual power.
The amplification from the perfect Golden Core was terrifying, boosting the sword energy to the same level as sword momentum and even sword intent.
The smiles on the faces of all the Blood Fiend Sect disciples froze.
No one could believe it.
"Run! Run!"
The Blood Fiend Sect disciple shrieked and turned to run away.
Chen Tianwen would never give them that opportunity.
Whoosh whoosh.
A ring of sword energy, centered on him, slashed towards the direction in which the Blood Fiend Sect disciples had fled, carrying an incomparably terrifying power.
"stop!"
Just then, a towering crimson light came from the void, blocking the sword light.
However, before this sword light that pierced the heavens and earth, even the raging sea of blood paled in comparison, and was directly shattered by the sword light, turning into a wisp of smoke...
The Blood Fiend Sect disciples were still engulfed in the sword light; even those at the Golden Core stage didn't have time to unleash their life-saving magic treasures.
Oh? An even stronger one has arrived?
A fighting spirit rose in Chen Tianwen's eyes.
The surging spiritual energy poured into the Heart-Piercing Sword, its light shimmering like the sun, piercing the heavens and slashing towards the place where blood was swirling.
"A sea of blood and a floating pagoda!"
Kou Yin's figure appeared from afar, a dark crimson blade in his hand, a surging sea of blood behind him, and countless wronged souls howling and roaring.
The sword intent transformed into a churning sea of blood, colliding with the sword energy.
The aftershocks were deafening, and a large hole was blasted into the clouds in the sky.
"What terrifying sword energy!"
Seeing that his once invincible sword intent could only be countered by a sword aura casually drawn by this person.
A look of shock flashed in Kou Yin's eyes.
"When did the Divine Sword Sect produce such a terrifying figure?!"
Even Bai Gaoyang, a true disciple, could not unleash such dazzling and powerful sword energy.
How did this masked man manage to do that?!
He was just a core disciple.
Kou Yin was naturally familiar with the clothing worn by disciples of different ranks in the Divine Sword Sect.
He grinned wickedly: "However, no matter how powerful your swordsmanship is, you can't escape my Mirage Eye!"
Relying on this mirage eye.
He has killed many powerful enemies.
The swordsmanship of the person before him was the most powerful among all the enemies he had ever encountered.
But so what?
She was merely his plaything.
At the same time, the light in his left mirage pupil shone brightly, almost transforming into a star!
Um?
Chen Tianwen only felt a flash of red light.
Oh? Something's strange.
Seeing this, Chen Tianwen narrowed his eyes.
Are you looking for me?
Beside him, a figure slowly appeared, with a white face and no beard, a blood-red light shining from his left eye, and a sinister smile on his lips.
"well……"
A sigh came from below: "I was hoping to play a little longer, but..."
As he spoke, the man raised the Heart-Piercing Sword, which was covered in mud.
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