In the hall of Wan Du Gate, Wan Kun suddenly opened his eyes, and his horrified expression also fell into everyone's eyes, "How is that possible?"

"Sect Master, what happened?" The third elder had always been intimate with the fifth elder, and he was also worried about Wan Kun's face.

"Fifth Elder, the life card is broken!" Wan Kun gritted his teeth and said word by word.

The few people were also shocked, "How is this possible? In the formation, and Lao Wu's body movement is so good, how could something happen?"

"This..." Several people couldn't even believe that this was true.

At this moment, an old man with the eyes of the Eagle, walked out, "Okay, it's so sensible. Now that people have come to the door, think of a solution first."

When the old man appeared, the hall immediately became quiet. Wan Kun said respectfully: "Uncle Master!" In fact, this person is the strongest person in the Wandu Sect and the highest seniority. No one in the Wandu Sect knows what level his cultivation has reached, and no one has ever seen him take action.

"Don't worry, Uncle Master!" Wan Kun looked ruthless, "The fifth brother has already been broken into that boy's hand. This time everyone must be careful and kill this boy in the formation!"

However, just as he finished saying this, a cold voice floated in from a distance, "Kill me? You dream!" Accompanied by this voice, Zhong Wuhen appeared outside the hall. At this time, Jin Lianer was sitting on Zhong Wuhen's shoulder with her calves raised, looking like she was watching the show.

As soon as Zhong Wuhen arrived here, he stared at the inconspicuous old man in the hall. He could naturally see that the old man's cultivation was the strongest among these people, but what level he had reached? Because he had not yet fought, he could not see it for the time being.

Zhong Wuhen's voice scared the people in the hall. Even the old man raised his eyebrows. When did the mountain protection formation in Xixie Mountain become so fragile?

In a blink of an eye, Zhong Wuhen was surrounded by disciples, and just glanced at the Wandu Sect warriors under the cultivation level around him. Zhong Wuhen didn't even have the desire to fight with them. However, at this moment, the young man with a cold face stood up and pointed at Zhong Wuhen with his sword, "Who are you? Why did you force yourself to break into my Wandu Sect?"

Seeing the man standing up, there was a big sensation around him, "Wow, senior brother!"

"Hmph, if the senior brother comes out, this kid is dead!"

"Senior Brother is so handsome!"

............

Zhong Wuhen looked at the young man with a hint of contempt. Oh no, to be precise, in his eyes, the senior brother of Wandu Sect was just a joke, "You don't need to know who I am, because..." Before he finished speaking, Zhong Wuhen's figure flashed and he had already arrived at the man's side.

"Stop!" Wan Kun's voice came out from above the hall.

"What?" Wan Linye never thought that he would be so close to Death. Just now, he was subdued by his opponent with a blow without any chance of taking action. Until now, he couldn't believe that the thin young man in front of him had such a profound cultivation level. Thinking about it, Wan Linye also smiled bitterly, "Yes, if he hadn't been fully sure, who would dare to forcibly enter Xixie Mountain?"

At this moment, Zhong Wuhen's cold voice penetrated Wan Linye's ears, "Because you are already a dead person!"

Wan Linye's pupils suddenly opened wide. Before he could invigorate his true energy, the true energy in his body began to dissipate and his vitality was lost bit by bit.

At this time, Wan Kun also came to the opposite of Zhong Wuhen. Looking at Wan Linye lying on the ground, the anger in his heart became even more intense. "No matter who you are, no matter who there is behind you, you should not think of walking out of Xixie Mountain alive today." Wan Kun said gritting his teeth.

"All disciples retreat!" The elder said at this moment. Yes, this level of fight may not be able to bear the energy fluctuation of ordinary disciples, and they can't help at all when they stay here.

Zhong Wuhen looked at the five people in front of him and then turned to look at the old man not far away, standing under the stone sculpture, and sneered, "Why, old guy, are you just looking for death when you see these people?"

Zhong Wuhen's words also shocked the people, and the old man even raised his eyebrows, "Ha, little guy, what a big tone, you can beat them before you talk!" Since it has been exposed, the old man no longer hides, but instead smiles on his face. It's unknown what is hidden behind this smiling face.

Zhong Wuheng curled his lips and looked at the five people in front of him. The highest cultivation level was sect realm, but it was not worth worrying.

"Boy, you'll die!" As he spoke, the five people formed a formation. In fact, the five people mastered a set of combined attack formations, which could condense the power of the five people. With the cultivation of the five of them, this battle formation was enough to compete with ordinary venerables. Now they actually used it to deal with a young boy like Zhong Wuhen, which seemed to be a bit useless.

Looking at the strange looks of the five people on the other side, Zhong Wuhen almost laughed out loud, "Do you think it's enough to just put on such a weird look?"

Listening to Zhong Wuhen's voice, the five of them were also angry, "Go!"

It has to be said that the cooperation between the five people is indeed good. The battle formation is also extraordinary, both offensive and defensive, but only when I met Zhong Wuhen, Zhong Wuhen stood with the sword, stood in the center of the five people, with his legs slightly separated, and the killing sword - the blood sword! When the hilt of the sword moves, the murderous aura condenses into shape, and a dark small sword condenses around Zhong Wuhen. This is not the condensation of true energy, but the murderous aura. The murderous aura on each handle is enough to make people frightened.

Perhaps because of the influence of this murderous aura, the five people's battle formation showed signs of collapse. It had not yet collided, but it was no longer there.

"Kill!" Zhong Wuhen fell down with his sword, and blood swords rushed towards the five people. Massacre, this was a massacre. In the face of such a gorgeous and powerful combat skill, the five people had lost their instinct to resist. The powerful murderous aura made the true energy in their bodies condense, and the ten thousand swords pierced their hearts and died with their eyes closed.

When Zhong Wuhen showed this move, the old man's face became even more surprised and he cried out in disgrace, "Killing a sword? How is it possible? Who are you?"

Listening to the old man's words, Zhong Wuhen walked over without expression. Perhaps the murderous intent just now had not yet been eliminated. At this time, the old man looked at Zhong Wuhen with a hint of fear.

"Do you know?" Zhong Wuhen said lightly.

The old man gritted his teeth, "Killing sword is the inheritance secret of the Temple of Killing. It is impossible for ordinary people to get in touch with it. Where did you learn it?"

Listening to the old man's words, Zhong Wuhen sneered, "Oh, what I'm actually curious about is how you know so clearly? You can recognize this sword technique at a glance, can you..." In fact, what Zhong Wuhen was thinking about was the three words "Kill Temple". This was the second time he heard this name. This seemed to be a mysterious organization, but there was no record. The only thing that had something to do with him was the Bounty Pavilion.

The old man suddenly stopped talking and looked at Zhong Wuhen deeply, "If you leave now, what if you give up today's affairs?"

"Why, aren't you going to avenge your disciples?" Zhong Wuhen was full of mockery.

"It's just a bunch of waste, nothing to care about."

Zhong Wuhen curled his lips, "But forget it, I came here to find people. If the person has not been found, do you think I will leave?"

Listening to Zhong Wuhen's words, a dark light flashed in the old man's eyes. He had already guessed who Zhong Wuhen was coming for this trip, but this matter was a bit difficult to deal with. "No, you can't touch Yin Xie yet. He is related to the next plan of the Palace Master!"

At this time, the old man had completely regarded Zhong Wuhen as his own person. After all, the existence of the Killing Sword is too special. Even he had only seen it once, and it was very similar to what Zhong Wuhen used just now, so he regarded Zhong Wuhen as the person at the headquarters of the Killing Temple. Unfortunately, he would never know that he would not have the chance to know the origin of Zhong Wuhen's secret book.

Zhong Wuhen sneered, but said the three words, "Kill the Temple? Haha, it's getting more and more interesting." While he was speaking, Zhong Wuhen had already arrived at the old man. Just when the old man became alert and wanted to activate his true energy, Zhong Wuhen stabbed out with a sword, "So what about Kill the Temple? If you get into me, the same fate!"

The old man probably didn't understand why Zhong Wuhen took action because he died. He had clearly stated his identity in a vague way.

Zhong Wuhen stepped onto the steps step by step, his eyes swept across the hall. Just as he was about to head towards the poison cave, a thin old man blocked his way, "My friend, go back, don't get into big trouble because of his impulse!"

Zhong Wuhen looked at the old man coldly, "Old man, if you ask me to go back, I will go back. Are you going to catch me ready to forget about this?"

Mr. Wu actually didn't want to fight with Zhong Wuhen. He saw Zhong Wuhen's methods just now. Although he didn't want to admit it, the cultivation level of the young man in front of him was unfathomable, so in this case, he could only bring out the name of the Poison King Sect.

"My friend, you have to know that no matter how strong a person is, he is still just a person. If you leave today, how can I not blame my Poison King Sect for the past?"

"Haha, Poison King Sect, what a Poison King Sect, I want to see, what can Poison King Sect do, let's take action!" Zhong Wuhen's steps were slow and slow. When he arrived at Old Wu's side, Old Wu pushed out his palm, and the sound of sonic bomb sounded repeatedly. Zhong Wuhen's face remained unchanged, "Flipping Cloud Palm!" He met with him, Old Wu vomited blood and retreated, Zhong Wuhen was in front of him and cut off his head with a sword.

Zhong Wuhen walked towards the location of the poison cave step by step, but Yin Xie was still busy refining the Yin-Yang nematode. He knew nothing about what happened outside. If he knew, he would probably not be so calm.
Chapter completed!