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Chapter 147 Goodbye to the Army of Runaways

The crimson moon hangs quietly in the dark night sky. The moonlight is like thinned blood, and the face is red when reflected. In the open space in front of the castle, a big battle is going on.

Standing in the wind, Chen Xichuan was emitting a hazy brilliance all over his body. His aura was transcendent, like a god of death who had come out of hell to reap life, with a strong sense of death.

He summoned the Samsara Eye Martial Soul, the eyes changed, and the mysterious runes rotated, interpreting the six reincarnations, wisps of gray mist lingered around the eye sockets, fluttering with the wind.

The two celestial swords were fully activated, and the sword intent soaring into the sky was wantonly in the audience. The dense sword energy surrounded Chen Xichuan, forming an indestructible protective shield to resist the attack from the black guards.

"Xiao Chuanzi is really angry. This group of people is miserable, and they are destined not to leave alive."

Luo Xingchen took pleasure in other's misfortune, and simply stood aside to watch the play, and no longer participated in the dispute.

In this level of battle, he can't help much. The opponents are all people who can use soul power, and he can't beat a mere "mortal".

Ye Chen said: "Xiao Chuanzi is getting stronger and stronger. Judging from the aura he releases, he is far superior to ordinary soul sects. I feel that ordinary soul emperors are no match for him now."

He analyzed rationally, awed and envied.

Chen Xichuan's talent is not comparable to them, and it is quite normal for him to fight across levels.

The blessing of the four spirits made him invincible in the same realm. Looking at the whole continent, even Tang San, the son of destiny, would bow his head and submit to him when he saw him.

"When we go back from training, Xiao Chuanzi may be promoted to the soul king. The speed of this cultivation is too fast, and we can only hope for it."

Luo Xingchen sighed, looking back on the past, when they first met Chen Xichuan, they were just a soul master, and a few months later, Chen Xichuan's realm surpassed them, it felt like a dream.

On the other side, after Hu Liena was rescued, she left the battlefield and stood watching from a distance with worry on her brows.

"Saint, did Gu Yuan hurt you?" Xiao Qi ran over and asked nervously.

He was agitated in his heart, worried that something would happen to Hu Liena, because he couldn't bear that responsibility.

Fortunately, Hu Liena shook her head and said, "No, he only kidnapped me and didn't do anything to me."

"That's good, that's good, it scared me to death."

Xiao Qi felt relieved, and his nervous heart finally relaxed.

He looked in the direction of the battlefield, thought for a while, and asked casually, "Has Big Brother Chen beat the black guard?"

Chen Xichuan is indeed strong, creating the record for the fastest winning streak in Hell Arena. There is nothing to say about his strength. He is definitely far superior to 90.00% of the people in the capital of killing.

But the guards in black are not simple. They can resist the suppression of the rules of the Slaughter City to a certain extent, use martial arts and soul skills, and they lick blood on the tip of their knives all year round, so the risk factor is very high.

Hu Liena smiled, and said firmly: "Don't worry, he will be fine. The black-clothed guard is not his opponent, and he will kill him soon."

Xiaoqi's eyes are weird, and the way the saint spoke is not right!
Doesn't she have an unspeakable secret with Chen Xichuan?
On the battlefield, the chilling wind howled, the black-clothed guard wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at every move of the young man in front of him with dark eyes.

They didn't get any benefits from the brief confrontation just now, instead they were slightly injured and were repelled by Chen Xichuan with a single sword, which forced them to put aside their contempt and re-examine Chen Xichuan.

Chen Xichuan stepped forward and approached slowly, with each step his aura would rise higher, like an erupting volcano, getting hotter and hotter.

He raised his chin slightly, looked at Gu Yuan on the high platform, and said coldly, "Wait for me to take your dog's life, don't worry, it will be over in a few minutes."

Although the voice is very soft, it is full of domineering, how conceited is this?

Not only was the man in black furious, but even Gu Yuan's face was livid, with murderous intent boiling over.

"You are too arrogant. I admit that you are extraordinary, and you can ignore the rules of the Slaughter City to suppress it, but so what, you will not be able to face us. In the end, you will only fall."

A black-clothed guard spoke fiercely, holding a huge mace with a cold light flashing on it, which was extremely sharp.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it directly!"

Chen Xichuan yelled, spread his hands out, and the two fairy swords were suspended behind him, spinning rapidly, like a rising sun, and in the next moment, countless sword qi shot out.

The ground exploded, gravel flew, and the black-clothed guards came from all directions, mobilizing all their hands. They shuttled through the sea of ​​sword energy, faced up to the difficulties, and found the right time to launch their soul skills, smashing at Chen Xichuan.

A fireball fell from the sky, like a meteor falling, but it was cut and exploded by a sword, turning into a little bit of fire and dissipating in the air.

A knife shadow tens of meters long slid down, cutting through the air, and when it was about to touch Chen Xichuan's body, Chen Xichuan clenched his fist and blasted out, smashing it with brute force, unstoppable.

He counterattacked calmly and dispelled the black-clothed guard's soul ability. Soon, with a scream, the black-clothed guard who had been clamoring before was beheaded by a sword and died on the spot.

"Damn it, kill my brother, I want your life!"

The rest of the guards in black jumped into a rage, attacking more violently, trying to take down Chen Xichuan in one fell swoop and make him pay for his life.

"Too weak, you are too weak."

Chen Xichuan dismissed it, and launched the martial soul fusion skill Judgment Sword, instantly shattering all incoming attacks.

All the guards in black were severely injured, fell to the ground and vomited blood, unable to get up again.

Gu Yuan was stunned, the fear in his heart grew like a virus, this is so fake!
One person has killed dozens of elite black-clothed guards. If this gets out, the killing capital will be turned upside down?

Xiao Qi, who was watching the play, was dumbfounded, and said dryly: "Brother Chen is so strong, my god."

He felt that he had witnessed the myth. It turned out that there are really people in the world who can be so powerful.

"Meet the mourning of death!"

Chen Xichuan didn't stop, turned into a god of death, and mercilessly harvested the lives of the black-clothed guards. In a short while, blood flowed into rivers on the battlefield, and corpses were everywhere.

He was carrying the blood-stained fairy sword, his clothes were covered with blood, and he stepped on the bloody water to the high platform, wanting to take Gu Yuan's head.

Gu Yuan fixed his mind, although he had lingering fears, he was not very flustered, and said, "You think you can really kill me?"

"Whether you can kill it or not, you have to try it to know."

Chen Xichuan kept walking. Suddenly, the Mythical Martial Soul sent an warning, and he turned his head suddenly. In the dark street, pairs of red eyes appeared one after another, accompanied by continuous roars.

Runaway!
"I'd like to see how you break the game?" Gu Yuan said leisurely.

Countless out-of-control people came out of the darkness, like a group of walking corpses, and rushed towards the direction of the castle.

(End of this chapter)