"Uh-huh."

A flash of golden light, with an extremely cold aura, flashed past a monk. The weapon and body were cut open by the golden light. His intestines flowed all over the floor, and the blood dyed the high platform red.

"puff."

Stepping on the thunder and lightning, Zi Chen rushed in front of a person at a speed like a ghost. His fingers were like golden sword energy, and he touched the center of the other person's eyebrows. With one finger, the center of the eyebrow was pierced by the sword energy, and blood flowed out.

Another person died.

This was simply a massacre. In Zi Chen's hands, no one could make a second move and they were killed in one move.

The moves are fierce and clean, as if cutting melons and grass, looking casual and relaxed.

"when."

Fortunately, one or two attacks landed on Zi Chen, but they made the sound of gold and iron. Under their perfect bodies and without any decent weapons, they couldn't even break through Zi Chen's defense.

"puff."

Zi Chen slapped the man's Tianling Cap with his backhand, and a violent aura emerged. The latter fell to the ground and died, and his skull was directly smashed by the blow.
Chapter completed!