"Don't know what's good for you! Capture them all!" Seeing Hu Wanye and others coming to help, a Jianmen brother couldn't help but sneer.

Immediately, three people pulled themselves out and transformed into long rainbows, rushing towards the seven or eight flying boats where Hu Wanye and the others were. They flew with swords, and the sword light faintly made a sharp sound of breaking through the air. In the swirling cold light, dozens of lightning beads could not touch their bodies at all, and were shredded by the sword light.

A sharp sound of shattering was heard, and seven or eight flying boats were destroyed by the sword light. Hu Wanye and others roared in unison, and flew away from the damaged flying boats.

Three cold lights suddenly attacked, and several senior disciples such as Hu Wanye who were hit first had no time to dodge, and were even unable to use any spiritual weapons to protect themselves. Swords flashed, and the arms of four or five people were cut off at the shoulders by the swords, and large amounts of blood spurted out like fountains.

"How dare you!" In the shattered wood and stone stealth formation, Chu Yaya and Li Ling'er's eyes suddenly turned red.

Chu Yaya is the senior sister of these Han Cui Ya disciples, and Li Ling'er is the eldest senior sister of all Han Cui Ya disciples. Disciples such as Hu Wanye are usually very respectful to them, and they are kind and motivated. Their attainments in alchemy and their own cultivation have improved by leaps and bounds. They are truly the elites of the Han Cui Ya lineage, and have a very good relationship with Chu Yaya and Li Ling'er.

Seeing that Hu Wanye and the others had their arms cut off by these unknown enemies in their attempt to rescue her, Chu Yaya suddenly took out a fist-sized red ball from her sleeve and was about to throw it. Li Linger clenched her fingers and almost shook the Wanxie Demon Miasma Banner.

Chu Tian was standing on the old golden osmanthus tree, discussing with Master Qiao about the inventory of elixirs in Han Cui Cliff these days. Suddenly, he looked towards the direction of Wufeng City with a feeling in his heart.

The wind and clouds above Hancui Cliff were changing rapidly, and were carefully restrained by Chu Tian. The large detection array that was only maintained within the range of the mountain gate of Hancui Cliff suddenly spread out in all directions, covering the void within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant.

Chu Tian immediately used the power of the mountain protection formation to see clearly what was happening hundreds of miles outside the mountain gate!

An evil aura rushed straight to his forehead, and the Purple Sky Golden Sun Furnace between Chu Tian's eyebrows emitted a brilliant divine light. His body suddenly shook, and turned into a cold light that rushed out of the mountain gate as fast as lightning.

Master Qiao was suddenly frightened. Although he was controlled by Chu Tian on the soul level and had become Chu Tian's die-hard fan, his intelligence was intact and his vision and insight were still there!

"What a fast escape method, this, this is a sword escape, right?" Master Qiao's eyes widened, and he slapped his bald forehead vigorously: "The Heavenly Master is actually such a powerful sword cultivator? This, this, a sword cultivator and an alchemist, how can they be together? Those sword cultivators have bad tempers, and they don't recognize their own mothers and parents except for their swords. How is it possible for a sword cultivator to be an alchemist?"

"This sword light is too fast, isn't it? It's so fast that it doesn't even look like a sword cultivator!"

Master Qiao muttered to himself, then suddenly stamped his feet and shouted excitedly: "Someone is causing trouble in my Han Cui Cliff! Hey, we have to let them try the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Powder that I have prepared these days, hehe, haha, hoho!"

Master Qiao was full of confidence in Chu Tian. He hurriedly stepped on a ball of fire and chased after Chu Tian: "Master, leave him alive, leave him alive!"

There were continuous crackling sounds. The wooden and stone stealth formation flag that Chu Tian had casually refined and given to Chu Yaya to play with was mostly shattered by a sharp sword light. The towering ancient trees and rugged rocks that covered the void for several miles gradually dissipated, and the illusion was almost wiped out.

The three Jianmen brothers sneered as they approached Chu Yaya, Li Linger, and Li Xiuer. A young man with a red mole on his forehead sneered, "We can capture these three women and torture them slowly. As for these little bastards, we can just kill them all. Jianmen doesn't have the food to feed the bastards."

Over there, Hu Wanye and several other senior disciples from the five major families, whose arms were cut off, were still roaring and standing in front of a group of fellow disciples. Although their arms were broken, their magical powers were still there. They kept chanting spells and summoned up the spiritual weapons they carried with them, struggling to resist the three enemies who were approaching with smiles.

It was clear that the three Jianmen brothers were hundreds or thousands of times stronger than Hu Wanye and the others, but they were unwilling to decide the outcome with a single strike. They just approached slowly, step by step, like a cat playing with a mouse, tormenting people leisurely.

The flying knives, flying swords and various spiritual weapons thrown by Hu Wanye and others were like pieces of paper and were shattered by the brilliant sword light.

Even though Hu Wanye summoned a strange iron shield given by his elders that could withstand the attacks of the great Ascension Realm masters, it was still easily pierced by a ray of sword light. The remaining force of the sword light swept forward, and a flash of blood appeared on Hu Wanye's chest. A three-inch deep sword mark almost split him in two.

"Assholes! You, who are you?" The children of the five major families, including Hu Wanye, were devastated and almost lost their confidence in life!

Hu Wanye's Bixi shield is a precious treasure that can withstand an attack from a master in the Ascension Realm!

Judging from their appearance and aura, the three enemies in front of them seem to be even three or five years younger than Hu Wanye, but their cultivation is completely above everyone else, like high and mighty gods. Hu Wanye and the others are no match for them at all!

Even Hu Wanye's precious protective treasure couldn't withstand the enemy's casual attack!

"Ants! How can you know the vastness of the world?" A Sword Sect senior brother sneered sarcastically: "Resist, keep resisting! You will know what despair is! Keep resisting, we are not in a hurry, we will slowly, bit by bit, tear you into pieces!"

Hu Wanye and others roared in anger, and dozens of them attacked at the same time, taking out all the last spiritual weapons they had.

But a sword light swept across, and dozens of cold lights were shattered. No cold light could get close to the bodies of these Jianmen brothers, and could not even hurt a single hair on their heads!

The Jianmen senior brother who had just spoken smiled. He turned around and said to several fellow disciples, "My fellow disciples, just take those three girls back with you. Let's kill all these people, shall we?"

Hu Wanye roared angrily, his eyes opened wide and red, he lowered his head and charged towards the senior brother from Jianmen!

"If you want to take away my aunt and senior sister, then you might as well die!" Hu Wanye's body swelled strangely, his blood vessels bulged one by one, and his body quickly expanded into a ball of flesh. A destructive force quickly brewed in his body.

"Oh, you tried your best? You even used the forbidden blood burning technique? But, it was useless!"

Several Jianmen disciples stopped what they were doing and laughed at Hu Wanye mockingly: "Useless, ant, useless!"

With a roar, Hu Wanye opened his mouth, and his swollen body suddenly shrank. A beam of blood came out of his mouth like a sword, and he fiercely killed the Jianmen disciple in front of him.

This was a blood sword that was the result of all of Hu Wanye's energy and spirit. It was powerful enough to penetrate metal and iron, and its power was almost as strong as a full-strength attack from a high-level Sky-peeping Realm cultivator. After the attack, Hu Wanye's meridians were severed, his blood and energy dried up, and his foundation was completely lost. He was already a useless person.

A senior brother from Jianmen casually raised his hand and grabbed it lightly.

Hu Wanye's life-threatening blow was shattered silently in his palm.

Among the dozens of Han Cuiya disciples behind Hu Wanye, more than 60% of them were from the five major families. Their faces changed, and they turned and left without saying a word.