Hao San screamed miserably, his right shoulder was sunken half a foot deep, his shoulder blade was shattered, and mixed with the broken armor in the blood and flesh, looking very hideous. He rolled over, his body shook, and turned into a blue light and rushed into the stream beside the flower hall.

The water in the stream, which was originally only three feet deep, suddenly rose. There was a rumbling sound, and white waves rose to a height of more than ten feet. Hao San, who had transformed into a dragon, roared to the sky, and his body, which was more than a hundred feet long, rushed straight into the sky and pounced towards Chu Tian.

Just after rushing out hundreds of feet away, Hao San's body suddenly froze, and he looked at Chu Tian with his mouth wide open in astonishment.

"Luo...Luo Jianlin! Are you crazy?" Hao San yelled at Chu Tian in frustration.

Chu Tian looked at Hao San with a cold gaze, and pointed his finger without saying a word. The long sword that had just been successfully refined and still had a hint of warmth suddenly turned into a white light over a hundred feet long with a 'swish' sound, and pierced Hao San's chest with a creepy and terrifying aura that made people's hair stand on end.

The aura was extremely terrifying. Hao San, who was the first to be hit, felt a blackness before his eyes, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had sunk. Everything in the world was being slowly crushed by a huge sharp millstone, from the body to the soul, from the tangible to the intangible existence, everything was being crushed into ashes, turned into smoke, and completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

Hao San looked at Chu Tian with dull eyes, his mind completely dominated by the sword intent of destroying everything in the "Against the Heaven Sword Classic".

There were only countless sword lights before his eyes, his body was filled with a domineering and sharp sword intent, a nearly eternal sword light flashed through his soul, and suddenly a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Before the sword light even came close to his body, the pure sword intent had already severely damaged Hao San's soul.

A streak of sword light fell on his head, and a long spear stabbed over from the side and hit the sword light heavily.

With a muffled "hum" sound, the sword light shot out by Chu Tian vibrated violently and was blasted dozens of feet away by a huge force.

The sword fell heavily on the ground, and there was a loud "swish" sound. A dozen buildings below were split open by the sword. Many ragged men and women screamed in panic, jumped out of the beds in a panic, and fled in all directions crying.

"What a filthy place!" Chu Tian snorted coldly.

Having lived in Windless Valley for several years, Chu Tian had naturally heard of the "good reputation" of Wanhua Villa. Chu Tian did not have much resentment towards the Hua family, which was known for its handsome men and beautiful women and had woven a huge network of relationships through marriage, but he had never regarded them as good people.

After seeing with his own eyes the various scenes in this manor today, Chu Tian always felt that how come the Hua family was no different from a cheap brothel?

Chu Tian waved his hand, and the flying sword that had hit the ground hard soared into the air, sweeping in all directions. A series of dark sword intentions crisscrossed, destroying flowers and trees, smashing buildings, and smashing the rockery and courtyards wherever they passed. Many playboys who were seeking pleasure vomited blood and flew out. No one could stop the power of Chu Tian's sword.

In Chu Tian's spiritual orifice, the sword shadow imprisoned by the golden lamp was shaking violently. Terrifying sword intents kept flying out from the sword shadow and spread in all directions along Chu Tian's body.

Chu Tian did not use his own power, but directly activated the supreme sword intent in this sword talisman.

The mana in the golden lamp was rapidly consumed, and the power consumed by the sword talisman was constantly replenished. Chu Tian casually flicked out a sword light that was a hundred feet long, tearing through the void and hitting everywhere, making the men and women in the Hua Family Manor flee in panic, but no one could escape Chu Tian's attack.

Figures spat out blood and splattered everywhere. Many people who were seriously injured and sent flying roared at the same time: "Luo Jianlin! Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you are a disciple of Jianmen! Are you crazy?"

Haolong Zhenzun, who had just saved Hao San's life by knocking away Chu Tian's sword light with a halberd, looked at Chu Tian, ​​who was surrounded by sword light and had a terrifying sword energy, with wide eyes and whispered: "That's right, this is Jianmen's... Supreme Sword Intention! Has Luo Jianlin gone astray?"

While muttering, Haolong Zhenzun grabbed Hao San's neck and dragged him out of the manor.

"It's good that he's possessed. In this way, the matter has nothing to do with us. Haha, Hao San, we have to check the confessions. During the days when Luo Jianlin was missing, he was secretly looking for a place to break through. He accidentally became possessed and came back to kill people and set fires. In this case, whether Luo Jianlin is dead or alive, it has nothing to do with us."

Haolong Zhenzun kept nagging and instructing Hao San.

Hao San finally managed to break free from the suppression of Chu Tian's sword. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, widened his eyes and said in horror: "Could it be that this person... is not Luo Jianlin?"

"Yes or no, who knows?" Haolong Zhenzun dragged Hao San away in a panic, fleeing from Wanhua Manor at the fastest speed: "But what does it have to do with us? This mess is too deep, we can't get involved, we really can't get involved."

In the deep valley at the back mountain of Wanhua Manor, hundreds of Jianmen disciples dressed in tight clothes flew into the sky from the exquisite houses.

They saw Chu Tian from afar. The red-clothed female disciple who had been aggressive and rude to Chu Tian during the day shouted happily: "Brother Jianlin! You, you are back? I hope you are safe!"

A group of Jianmen disciples came towards Chu Tian with laughter.

As long as 'Luo Jianlin' is alive!

As for whether Senior Brother Luo Jianlin is insane or possessed, what does it matter even if he slaughters all the people in Wanhua Manor?

When they do things in Jianmen, they never have to care about what outsiders think.

Whatever the disciples of Jianmen did, Jianmen would naturally bear all the consequences. They always did whatever they wanted without any scruples.

They rushed towards Chu Tian without any precautions and swarmed around him happily.

Chu Tian smiled calmly. He glanced at the Jianmen disciples and shook his head gently: "You shouldn't hurt my disciples! If you do something wrong, you must be punished. If you owe me, you must pay it back. I am a very fair person!"

The sword light suddenly became brighter, and a bright sword light tore through the void like lightning, sweeping across hundreds of Sword Sect disciples.

The unsuspecting disciples of Jianmen stared in amazement at the sword that suddenly burst out from Chu Tian's hand.

Such magnificent sword light, such terrifying sword intent, and sword attainments that were countless levels beyond their own realm, left them completely powerless to resist and without any chance to react. Their bodies were cut in half, and their souls were directly blasted into ashes by the sword intent.

Blood was spilling from the sky, and as the Jianmen disciples fell heavily to the ground one by one, Chu Tian had already transformed into a ray of cold light and walked away. The panicked people on the ground could not see clearly how Tian left and which direction he went.