Chapter 867: Bloodstained Demon Mountain

"In the final analysis, our sect is still whose fist is big, who is the heavenly principle, and who is the rule! ……”

"You are a Chinese turtle, you dare to despise Senior Brother Gao, today is your death day!"

"Brothers, don't talk nonsense with him, kill him!"

"Yes, kill him! Senior Brother Gao Ming will give us a big reward! ”

……

For a while, many disciples besieging Chu River said one after another, and the words were excited, and everyone couldn't bear it, so they couldn't wait for Li Zijian to speak, and they couldn't wait to attack Chu River one by one.

Chu He's brows furrowed, he didn't want to cause trouble, it didn't mean that he was afraid of things, since these sect disciples wanted to find death, he didn't mind killing them.

After all, with the words of the three ancestors of the Battle Gate in advance, Chu He believed that as long as his reasons were desirable, it was not necessary to kill these people.

Thinking of this, the light in Chu He's hand flashed, and the spear he got from the third-layer treasure house was in Chu He's hand.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

At the same time as the Chu River was moving, one after another light and shadow attacked towards the Chu River.

The dense light and shadow formed a gorgeous rainbow on the top of the mountain, which alarmed the riot of demonic energy on the top of the mountain.

Not far from the place of battle, there was a place where forty or fifty sect disciples stayed, and these people included the disciples of the five sects of the Bingjia Sect, and the leader of them was Guo Jia, who was wearing the Confucian costume of the sect.

"Grandma's! That's how they did it! Fengxiao, should we make a move? ”

Zhang Fei looked at Guo Jia and asked with a hint of longing in his eyes.

Guo Jia paid attention to the battlefield in front of him, he had already observed all Chu He's expressions to the extreme, he found that Chu He did not have a trace of panic, but showed a touch of confidence, looking at the smile on the corner of Chu He's mouth, Guo Jia put down his hand and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's divide into four teams and go down the mountain and go deep into the ruins! There is no danger here, my lord! ”

Guo Jia smiled, looked at everyone and said softly.

Zhang Fei was slightly shocked after hearing this, and when he turned his head and looked at the place shrouded in light and shadow in front of him, he found that Chu He had already moved, and the speed like lightning was several times faster than the speed of the Qi Refiner's spell.

Just when everyone hesitated, the spear in Chu He's hand, like a swimming dragon, had already stabbed to death three or four disciples of the sect's immortal realm.

Seeing this, everyone smiled at the idea of being helpless in their hearts, and obeyed Guo Jia's order to walk briskly down the mountain.

However, Guo Jia and Zhang Fei did not leave.

……

"Kill!"

In the depths of the Chu River, he was not nervous, but he would take the enemy's life between the shots.

Since these men wanted to take his life, he would not spare it.

The marksmanship that had not been used for a long time became more and more mellow under the effect of his huge force.

As the saying goes, one law is all and all laws are good.

The essence of Chu River's kendo cultivation has been completed, condensed into Jian Gang, mastered the subtle essence of swordsmanship, and the application of marksmanship is even more whimsical at this moment, with unlimited ideas.

Under his dancing, the spear had departed from the original marksmanship, and in a trance, Chu He had a feeling that he could use the spear and practice the Tai Chi marksmanship in his hand to the extreme.

In the middle of breathing, more than a dozen people were already stabbed to death by Chu He, and Li Zijian in front of him withdrew even more far away, with a touch of horror in his eyes.

Chu He's marksmanship has been out of the trajectory of Tai Chi marksmanship, and even Li Zijian can't see Chu He's heels, he just thinks that Chu He's marksmanship is too powerful, even if there are people on their side who are proficient in flying swordsmanship, they can't defeat Chu He.

Especially when Chu He made a move, the domineering momentum he exuded was even more faintly pressing, and he couldn't breathe.

Li Zijian was almost stabbed to death by Chu River several times, but fortunately, he was one of the twelve songs of Penglai and had his own inheritance, so he was able to survive.

However, after Li Zijian withdrew, he didn't stay, his body moved, and he quietly walked briskly in the direction of the bronze ancient hall.

No one knew about Li Zijian's departure, not even Chu He.

Chu He was obsessed with marksmanship, and thought that after stepping into the ranks of cultivation, he would have to put down his marksmanship, but he didn't expect that he would see a glimmer of light that made his heart move.

With a sword like a gun, it seemed impossible, but it was manifested in Chu He's hands.

He had already entered a sense of enlightenment, everything around him was like his sparring partner, and in the face of every fatal attack, Chu He was always able to dodge dangerously and dangerously.

Gradually, less than five of the more than thirty monks were killed by Chu He.

The five of them had already broken their guts, their eyes were full of horror, and they looked at Chu He, who was performing marksmanship in front of them, and the five of them glanced at each other.

Fuck it, run away!

For a while, the five of them turned into birds and beasts and dispersed.

Suddenly, the surrounding killing machines dissipated, and only the bloody aura left over from the great war remained.

Chu He also walked out of that hint of understanding, and the spear in his hand stabbed into the air in front of him.

Rumble!

A violent popping sound sounded, and then a dazzling pillar of light flew out from the head of the spear, directly sinking into a boulder in front of it.

Along with this ray of light, there was also a hurricane with unparalleled momentum.

A hurricane flew up, erasing the traces of the battle on the ground, and the dust boiled above the Ten Thousand Demon God Mountain, and in the blink of an eye, the surroundings turned into a gray cloud.

At this moment, a sandstorm blew on the Ten Thousand Demon God Mountain.

Rumble!

There was another loud bang, and the boulder in front of Chu He shattered, turning into a sky of stones and hitting the front like rain.

"Although I only comprehended one formula, it also allowed me to find a direction!"

Chu He was very satisfied with the results so far, but soon he frowned, turned his head to look, but saw the corpses lying sideways around him.

"This is you looking for death, but I don't want to kill you on purpose!"

With a deep sigh, Chu He turned his head to look at the passage leading to the treasure house behind him, and his body moved, moving quickly, collecting the Qiankun bags on the dead disciples one by one, and collecting the magic weapons scattered on the ground.

Then Chu He didn't stop, his body moved, turned into a streamer, and flew towards the north.

Less than a quarter of an hour after Chu He left, from the tomb of the Ten Thousand Demon Holy Tomb, five people walked out slowly, led by Huyan Jingtao, followed by Liu Hao, Zhang Huatian and Gao Ming, Zuihou alone is Li Zijian.

However, after Li Zijian entered the Bronze Ancient Hall and found Gao Ming through the portal, he did not tell Gao Ming about the outside affairs, but only said that he had arranged it.

Therefore, as soon as everyone walked out of the passage, they saw the bloody scene outside, and they couldn't help but be shocked by everything in front of them.

"Ahh Who is it? Who did it......"

Gao Ming looked at the dead people around him, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared wildly.

These are all his team, but in less than half an hour, they turned into ashes, how can he bear it.