Some people were amazed, their eyes full of horror.

"What kind of devil are you? Why don't you fight back when someone kills you? These people are greedy for Yuanshi and want to kill Chen Long. They deserve to be killed."

There are also people who object and think these people deserve to die.

"But we can't kill so many people."

"Idiot, if you don't kill someone, why are you waiting to be killed?"

Someone started to argue.

"puff."

A Dzogchen was beheaded with one blow, and blood spurted out.

Zi Chen is like a god of war, born to fight, his eyes are calm and unruffled, and all the living lives are falling in his hands.

He is no longer just a young boy. He has no mercy for these people who rush to the door to die. As long as they dare to come, he dares to kill them.

"Uh-huh."

Qingfeng Slash appeared again, turning into a sword-like blade with bright golden light. Wherever it passed, several monks were killed without even uttering a cry of pain.

It was a bloody day. The khaki earth turned completely red. Blood and broken corpses were everywhere. The scene was so miserable and horrible that some monks couldn't help but retched.

After killing nearly two hundred people, no more monks rushed out from the crowd. Hundreds of corpses lay on the ground, which shocked people's hearts.

"demon."

"You are a devil."

"Let's go."

The fear in the hearts of the monks who surrounded and killed Zi Chen finally eliminated their greed. They were frightened and retreated in horror.

"I'm just thinking about leaving now."

Zi Chen's expression changed for the first time, and there was murderous intent in his eyes. Today was to shock and kill people. For the first time, he left the Black Scale Horse King, stepped on the corpses, and ran towards them. people rushed away.

He turned into a golden light, as fast as lightning.

"puff."

A monk was struck in the back of the head by a sword.

"Boom."

There was a big earthquake, the whole world trembled, and another person died.

"Devil, you are a murderer, go away." A monk was so frightened that he swung the long sword in his hand and slashed at Zi Chen.

"Pfft." A sword light penetrated the opponent's eyebrows first.

"It's just the early-stage innates, how dare you take advantage of me." The cold light in Zi Chen's eyes became even brighter. Not all those who rushed out were Dzogchen, but there were also some early-stage and mid-stage innates. They were all here to take advantage of them and watch for sneak attacks. Is there any hope?

Back and forth, more than a dozen monks who escaped were beheaded one after another, and no one survived.

Zi Chen sat on the black-scaled horse again, surrounded by corpses, and the blood formed a river. This was a place of bloodshed.

No one dared to step forward anymore. Zi Chen single-handedly shocked thousands of people.

What's even more frightening is that from beginning to end, no one could get close to Zi Chen and leave any scars on his body.

"Behead Chen Long, and I will pay you five thousand yuan stones."
Chapter completed!