Chapter 161: Sweep (Second Update)

Everyone was stunned, Han Butian's face sank, his figure flashed, his sleeve robe waved, and the terrifying energy surged out, and finally bombarded the black shadow heavily.

The "Qiang" gold and iron symphony broke out, and the black shadow suddenly turned into fragments and shot away in all directions, and the main cultivators of the surrounding families were not weak, and they scattered the fragments one after another, but a black shadow emerged in the terrifying energy of the cold step, and an extremely dazzling sword light flashed.

His face was gloomy, feeling the terrifying energy in the sword shadow, and he retreated, but in this retreat, Han Butian's face instantly became gloomy, and the sword shadow did not follow him, but shot towards Luo Yueqing beside him, and the sharp sword light slashed through his throat before Luo Yueqing could react, and the blood light burst out!

"Damn!" a loud shout resounded throughout the hall, and Han Butian's rather handsome face became extremely hideous, and he took a step forward, following closely behind the black shadow, however

The figure fell back strangely, wearing a black robe, and strangely flashed to the center of the hall, under the black robe, the cold gaze stared at the cold step.

The first target, Falling Moon Qing, is dead, and the second target, Han Butian.

Suddenly, all eyes fell on the black robe, and after everyone was slightly stunned, their eyes fell on Luo Yueqing, who had fallen to the ground, and then looked at Han Butian, whose face was hideous, and a cold breath spread from their hearts, and the wife of the head of the Han family was killed in front of others.

Frost's originally pale face instantly turned like ashes, supporting the fallen Luo Yueqing, and the voice like Huang Ying's crying blood sounded: "Mother!"

"Someone!" stared coldly at the figure in front of him, Han Butian's face was hideous, and he roared in the sky.

Han Butian's voice floated out far away, and only a few figures rushed from outside, and the cultivators were all martial artists of the early martial realm.

The moment those figures didn't rush in, they were shattered by a sword qi, blood splashed and flying, and at the same time, bursts of screams floated from outside the hall, the figure was Ye Chen, looking at Han Butian indifferently, and the frost's yellow warbler crying blood-like sound fell on Ye Chen's ears, which could not change the indifference in Ye Chen's eyes in the slightest.

The terrifying momentum exploded in an instant, a crisp sword groan sounded in vain, and Han Butian's whole body shot towards Ye Chen with murderous energy, Ye Chen also brandished his long sword, with his ingenious body technique, avoiding Han Butian's fierce attack, his left finger pointed a few fingers forward, and the sword qi that shot out left several sword marks on Ye Chen's body.

At the same time, another black shadow continued to fly in the hall, and the cold sword light continued to harvest the children of the Han family present, at this moment, the originally slightly quiet hall was instantly harassed, and those maids and the like were even more exclaimed, the figures swayed, and some guests with low cultivation rushed out.

However, the moment they ran out of the hall, they were shocked by the scene in front of them, dozens of black-robed figures were constantly flying in the attic, and the sharp swords in their hands were constantly harvesting those Han family disciples with low cultivation, and only one or two martial artists of the Han family who were refining martial arts appeared.

And dozens of Han family children also rushed around, however, these Han family children were undoubtedly here to send them to death, and the entire Han family manor was shrouded in blood.

The heads of those families originally wanted to make a move, but after discovering that those black-clothed people only slaughtered the children of the Han family, they also instantly understood that this was the enemy of the Han family who came to seek revenge.

Even if these family heads have seen the world, their faces can't help but change at this moment, is this still the Han family manor? Blood is flowing like a river, and corpses are everywhere.

The bloody picture outside the hall could not affect the battle in the hall at all, in the hall, the originally dense figures had long disappeared, only a few people, and the tables and chairs inside had long since turned into sawdust, the sword shadows were all over the sky, and the sawdust was flying, and the entire hall shook with the destruction of the sword qi.

After comprehending the origin of the wind, Ye Chen's sword became even more powerful, like a raging storm, suppressing Han Butian with the power of breaking bamboo.

"City Lord, please leave with the frost immediately!" Han Butian screamed in shock, and the move quickly returned, and at the same time, the sword in his right hand slashed horizontally, and the huge force slammed into Ye Chen's sword violently, and the terrifying force barely eased Ye Chen's attack, and at the same time, it also exchanged for a short breathing time.

"Butian, unite the strength of the two of us, kill this person first, and then talk about it!" The city lord of Tianfeng City also pulled out his sword, and pulled out his sword, the sword light was like a rainbow, and shot directly towards Ye Chen's chest, Han Butian forcibly held back the churning blood in his chest, and launched an offensive again.

The sharp sword shadows of the two enveloped Ye Chen's figure inside, the true qi surged wildly, and the attack became more and more fierce, and the nine sword shadows appeared around him, and then the nine sword shadows merged into one, and the terrifying power smashed the sword qi containing Han Butian and the city lord of Tianfeng City with the power of a broken bamboo.

The terrifying force shook the two of them away, and almost at the same time, the two of them stepped on the ground at the same time, and retreated a few meters away, but how could Ye Chen let him get his way, his body was like a shadow, and a layer of cyan sword qi floating on his fingertips drew an inscrutable trajectory, bringing out several slow and clear afterimages.

Ye Chen's right finger collided with Han Butian's sword, and it actually made a sound like a symphony of gold and iron, and at the same time, the sword qi wrapped in Ye Chen's finger instantly tore apart Han Butian's body protection true qi, and a trace of fierce sword qi shot out to his fingertips, piercing Han Butian's entire atrium, and the terrifying force rolled Han Butian's body on the ground several times.

Until death, Han Butian didn't know how his Han family recruited this mortal enemy!

A cyan tornado shot out to the soles of his feet, and Ye Chen's figure instantly changed direction and shot towards the Tianfeng City Lord.

A trace of horror flashed in the eyes of the city lord of Tianfeng City, and his body flew back at the fastest speed, at this moment, he kept cursing in his heart why he was so kind just now, he actually wanted to join forces with Han Butian to kill this man in black, looking at the sword light that was getting closer and closer, and the retreat speed exploded to the limit.

But he retreated quickly, Ye Chen's advance was faster, and the sword light of the Qilin Sword was visible to the naked eye, rapidly shortening the distance between the two......

"I am the city lord of Tianfeng City! if you kill me, you will definitely be hunted down by the guards of Tianfeng City!"

The pursuit of the guards, a hint of mockery appeared in Ye Chen's dark eyes, and the figure accelerated again, and the city lord of Tianfeng City only felt that a sword light that was so powerful that it could not be resisted appeared in front of him, which pierced directly through his forehead, and his body fell to the ground staggeringly.

The figure suddenly stopped, and when Ye Chen brandished his long sword and eliminated several guards who rushed over, his cold gaze fell on the frost on the high platform.

As if sensing Ye Chen's gaze, Hanshuang stopped crying, slowly stood up, his face was pale, his eyes were full of murderous intent, it was hard to imagine that she would be like this at this moment, there was no panic on her face, and she said coldly: "Your Excellency, you can have an enmity with my Han family!"

Looking at the frost, Ye Chen's gaze remained unchanged, the sword rose, blood spattered, and the Yiren died.

Yesterday's song was still floating in Ye Chen's ears, however, the Yiren in front of him became a cold corpse, the long sword waved, and the sword qi shot towards the only few remaining Han family disciples in the hall like a tide, and a burst of screams suddenly sounded, and he kicked his feet and jumped out of the hall, and the hall also collapsed in an instant.

The screams around him kept ringing in Ye Chen's ears, Ye Chen raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the blue sky, and muttered to himself: "No matter what the reason, killing is always a crime!, isn't it? Isn't it stupid to turn back after walking half the way?" The killing continued in Ye Chen's hands, and after joining Ye Chen and Mu Chen, the two martial artists of the third level of martial arts, the fate of those Han family disciples was undoubtedly doomed.

And those children of the Han family who tried to escape from the Han family's manor, only took half a step out of the manor, and they were killed by the sword qi that shot from the front, and those who were watching the family heads all felt palpitations, and the actions of these black shadow people were undoubtedly to destroy the Han family, however, what made them wonder was why the old man of the Han family had not yet appeared.

With the afterglow of the setting sun enveloping the entire manor, the screams in the manor disappeared, the guards held swords, constantly flashing around the Han manor, from time to time for those who still had breath of the guard to make up for a sword, seeing that the heads of the family were frightened, the Han family had more than 600 people, and no one was left.

And Ye Chen put the pills, martial arts, and gold coins in the Han family's treasury into the Qilin ring, the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood, Ye Chen stepped out of the attic, the Pluto Guards and Mu Chen were already waiting for him in the outside world, bloodbathing the Han family, for more than half an hour, fifty Pluto Guards, except for a few seriously injured, did not die.

Nodding towards Mu Chen, signaling to prepare to leave, suddenly Ye Chen raised his head suddenly, the long sword waved, and several sword qi shot out, shooting towards the three middle-aged people above the attic, before the three people could react, the sword qi pierced through the hearts of the three people, and the heads of the surrounding families all took a step back, could it be that this killing star was going to shoot at him?

"I know that there must still be the children of the Han family among you! I count for three seconds, and after three seconds, the children of the Han family have not come out yet! Then you will accompany the Han family to the funeral!" Ye Chen's voice was cold and cruel, without the slightest emotion, like a gust of cold wind in winter, constantly scraping everyone's faces.

Damn, this killer star is too ruthless, stared at by Ye Chen's emotionless eyes, these usually arrogant family heads couldn't help but feel a palpitation, almost at the same time, dozens of figures were thrown from the attic, and at the same time, Ye Chen's long sword swung again, ending those dozen lives.

Under Ye Chen's instructions, the Guards took fire oil from the treasury of the Han family manor, sprinkled the fire oil on each attic of the Han family, and with a torch down, the entire Han family manor instantly became a sea of fire, and the figures of Ye Chen and the others turned into a phantom and disappeared in the Han family manor