When Hu Wanye used the taboo technique to fight desperately, Chu Tian arrived.

But he came one step late, and the taboo technique had been activated, and there was no time to stop Hu Wanye's impulse.

He simply stood in the air and looked down at the movement below with a cold look.

With his current foundation, as long as Hu Wanye did not die of his soul on the spot, even if he was crushed to pieces, as long as a drop of essence and blood remained, he could use the ancient divine pill in the Zixiao Jinyang Furnace to recast his body.

Seeing that the blood sword that Hu Wanye squirted was crushed by someone's palm, dozens of children from the five major families turned around and fled. Chu Tian shook his head, wrote down the names of these escaped disciples, and completely threw them on the blacklist.

Due to the face of the five major families, Chu Tian would not expel them from the door, and they would not expect to get any true teachings from Chu Tian in the future.

On the verge of death, Hu Wanye, whose cultivation was completely destroyed, fell from a high altitude. Two Hu family members rushed up to catch him. Several other disciples of the five major families who stayed stood up and blocked Hu Wanye, looking at the sword sect senior brothers with red eyes.

Hu Wanye turned his head with difficulty and roared at the escaped fellow disciples: "It's fine if the others run away, but who dares to escape in the face of battle?"

Among the many disciples who escaped, seven or eight, whose figures were obviously larger than those of the same sect, suddenly stopped. Their bodies were trembling slightly, and their faces were red and red. In just two or three breaths, they turned around and rushed back towards Hu Wanye.

"The Hu family's children would rather die than bow their heads!" These disciples were red-faced and dared not look up at Hu Wanye. They rushed straight towards several senior brothers of Jianmen like a bison who was stabbed on their butt.

"Silly!" The three senior brothers from the Jianmen sighed: "As ant, it is already sad enough; it is so stupid that it is not only sad, but also pitiful. As an ant, why do you take the initiative to seek death?"

With the arrogant and arrogant arrogance, he deliberately made a cold and majestic face. The three senior brothers of the Sword Sect made the same moves, and their fingers formed a sword technique and pointed at the three sword lights in the air. They differentiated into cold lights and killed several disciples of the Tiger family who were recoiling back.

Chu Tian stood in the air and nodded with satisfaction. Very good. These Hu family members who dared to come back and fight desperately, not to mention whether their behavior was stupid, they dared to kill them, which proves that they still have their blood and are still good disciples of Han Cuiya!

"Gruff" sneered, Chu Tian waved his hand and threw down the heavy hammer that Zi Wanzhong had refined for him.

The dark and shiny heavy hammer fell from the sky with a terrible roar. With a loud "bang", the heavy hammer expanded to a hundred feet in a radius, hitting heavily on the cold light of the sword lights of the three senior brothers of the Sword Sect.

It was like a huge rock hitting a piece of tofu, and the cold light in the sky was smashed to pieces, turning into countless tiny spots of light flying.

The three arrogant and arrogant senior brothers of Jianmen screamed in unison, their faces suddenly turned pale, and their faces were almost transparent. They were spitting blood in big mouths, and the other six holes in their seven orifices sprayed out a blood arrow at the same time.

The disciples of the Sword Sect live by swords. Most of them only practice one sword in their lifetime, and only one sword will accompany them forever.

The sword against them is half a life!

No, for many extreme sword disciples, swords are more important than their lives!

There are even devilish disciples of the Sword Sect who abandon their physical bodies, use the sword as their body, and integrate their souls into the sword, so that the true human and swords can be united!

Therefore, once the sword of the disciples of the Sword Sect is damaged, it will cause them extremely heavy damage.

Three senior brothers from Jianmen who had strong cultivation spurted blood in their seven orifices, and thin blood was constantly oozing out of their pores. The meridians in their bodies were shattered, and the divine orifices and the sea of ​​qi were all destroyed. The injuries were several times worse than those of Hu Wanye.

They hissed and screamed, and their bodies and souls were filled with endless pain, falling to the ground like stones.

The other three senior brothers from the Sword Sect roared in unison. They didn't look at the three fellow disciples who fell to the ground, but also rushed into the air with their swords and rushed towards Chu Tian.

For the disciples of the Sword Sect, the so-called friendship between the brothers and brothers is not important, and it cannot be compared with the feelings between them wearing swords.

Therefore, the disciples of the Sword Sect are the most indifferent. They will not give any sympathy to the three defeated and abolished fellow disciples, and they will even despise these three poor losers.

The sword light was like a horse and it was so sharp that it was so sharp that it was so sharp that it was so sharp that it was so sharp that it was so bright that it was so bright that it was so bright that it was so bright that it was so bright that it was so bright that it was so bright that it was so bright that it was so bright that it was so bright that it was so bright that it was so bright that it was so bright that it was so bright that it was so bright that it was so bright that it was so bright that it was so bright that it was so bright

The Hu family disciples who had just rushed towards the three senior brothers of Jianmen stopped dazed and raised their heads for no reason. At the same time, they saw Chu Tian standing in the sky, and the expressions on their faces became extremely wonderful!

Hu Wanye and several Han Cuiya disciples who were supporting him cheered in unison: "Master!"

Chu Yaya, Li Ling'er, Li Xiu'er was rushing to rescue a group of small radish heads, and screamed in unison: "Be careful!"

The Han Cuiya disciples who had escaped dozens of miles stopped and turned to look at Chu Tian in surprise. Their faces suddenly became very ugly. It seemed that Chu Tian saw them all in sight?

No sect will like those disciples who escaped at the last minute. Today you can escape at the last minute. What about tomorrow? Will you betray the sect without hesitation in the face of life and death threats?

A group of people stopped in place in a very waxy manner, not daring to move forward, not daring to move forward, and looked at Chu Tian with blank eyes in their minds.

Chu Tian laughed "hehe" and with a move, he returned to his hand, with a heavy hammer, a black light flashed, a handle six feet long, and an eight-edged sledgehammer the size of a small water tank appeared in his hand.

With both hands tightly grasping the hammer handle, Chu Tian swung the hammer and hit him hard.

Three sword lights hit the heavy hammer at the same time, and three crisp sounds of "Ding Ding Ding" came, and the three sword lights shattered inch by inch, and the three sword brothers vomited blood at the same time. Just like the three same sects just now, the divine orifices and qi sea collapsed at the same time, and the meridians in their bodies shattered inch, and the body was covered in blood and fell to the ground toward the blood.

Suddenly, hundreds of sword lights flew into the sky at the same time.

One by one, the disciples of the Sword Sect wearing strong suits and turning into Changhong rushed to the sky in panic and hurriedly caught the six defeated senior brothers.

"Senior brother, senior brother!"

A group of sword disciples screamed at the top of their lungs.

However, the natal flying sword was violently destroyed, and the six senior brothers of the Sword Sect even shattered the meridians near their tongues by the backlash. They had no strength to speak, and their bodies were so soft that they could not move at all.

No matter how many junior brothers shook and shouted, the six senior brothers of Jianmen were like living dead people, without any reaction.
Chapter completed!