Just as Qin Fei was breaking through the Great Pass, Chinese martial arts suddenly experienced a huge change.

Dozens of young martial arts masters appeared in the northwest city. They were unscrupulous and searched for warriors everywhere. Each of them had the strength of a master of the Body Refining Realm.

The warriors who were challenged were either dead or injured. In just ten days, the entire sky was stirred up bloody storm, and no one could stop them.

Not only that, but those warriors with the peak strength of the Body Refining Realm could not get thirty moves in their hands, and almost all ended in a crushing defeat.

"Qin Yi, these people couldn't help but fight, and they lay down in more than ten rounds."

At the former site of the northwest Lianshenmen, a red-haired young man carrying a big knife smiled coldly.

Many disciples of the Shen Refining Sect stared at the group of people in front of them nervously, their faces full of horror.

Just now, the old sect leader at the peak of the Body Refining Master was slashed in half by the red-haired young man in front of him.

"Who are you? You are not from the Sky?"

A great disciple of the Shen Refining Sect pointed at the strange people in front of him and said in a trembling voice.

They were wearing Qin and Tang costumes, and they looked like costume actors who came out of costume TV series, but these "actors" had extremely terrifying strength.

"Senior Brother, they should be strong people in the Shenhe Realm!" someone suddenly whispered.

No one except the powerful Shenhe Realm who can split the old leader of the Shenshen Sect in half with one knife can do it.

The senior brother of the Lianshen Sect nodded and said, "That's right, they give me the feeling like the Holy Son of China!"

The condensed aura of these people is obviously an orthodox and complete skill to practice. With one move, the power of true energy surges out and cannot resist it at all.

"The Holy Son of China?"

The red-haired young man carrying the knife frowned and pointed at the senior brother of the Lianshen Sect and asked, "We are traveling south, and this is the name that you hear the most from your martial arts world. Who is he? How dare he be called the Holy Son?"

The only title of Holy Son is Qin Yi, Luo Hongling and nine sects of heaven like him are qualified to compete for it. Why should a person from the outside world call him the Holy Son?

"Hmph, you don't even know the Holy Son, and you dare to come and provoke our sky?"

The senior brother of the Lianshen Sect laughed and said, "When the Holy Son of China appears, you may all be

He will slap it into meat sauce."

The whole world knows that Qin Fei is cruel, if he doesn't provoke him, he will die miserably if anyone dares to provoke him.

"Oh? Is that true?"

At this moment, the handsome young man in white standing at the end suddenly smiled, and the Zhenyuan inside his body surged out like a tsunami, turning into a giant palm, slapped the senior brother of the Shensect into the ground.

After a loud bang, a large human-shaped hole appeared on the ground. The senior brother of the Shen Sect had long been photographed as meat sauce and could not die any more.

"Senior Brother!"

Many disciples of the Shen Refining Sect suddenly turned pale and cried. The old leader and senior brother of the Shen Refining Sect were killed by these monsters, almost losing their Taoist throne.

If they hadn't been incorporated into the sky now, they would probably have never had the Northeast Refining Sect's lineage again.

The beautiful woman in red standing behind the handsome young man chuckled in a low voice: "I advise you to say it better, otherwise we can't guarantee that Young Master Qin will do anything."

Hearing this, the disciples of the Shen Refining Sect were actually a little backbone and gritted their teeth and said-

"If you have the guts, kill us! Cangqiong and the Holy Son will avenge us!"

"That's right! The Holy Son hates who invades China. You'd better make a little more violent. When he appears, you will die!"

"Hmph, just by yours, do you still want to destroy our sky? Eliminate Chinese martial arts? Go dreaming!"

"Not to mention the Holy Son, even Minister Su and Deputy Minister Ling Shuang of the Northern Alliance are enough for you to drink! And Long Tianjue, they are all people you can't afford to offend!"

Hearing the unwilling shouts from many disciples of the Shen Refining Sect, the red-haired young man and others looked at each other and smiled, then said proudly: "Haha, the people you are talking about are just false reputations, and no matter how strong they are, they are just messes."

After he finished speaking, he raised the long flame sword in his hand and wanted to massacre all the disciples of the Shen Refining Sect. The woman in red next to him stopped him and said, "Jiang Yan, keep a low profile. If the outside army is recruited, we can drink a pot."

Some of these disciples of the Shenling Sect have civilians. There will be countless casualties after this knife. They have just arrived in the secular world. If they act too arrogantly and really anger the army, it will probably not be so easy to get out.

Don't be trapped first if Gu Mengfan hasn't found him or her.

It's right.

"Pooh!"

The red-haired young man put away his long sword, spat at the body of the old leader of the Shenshen Sect on the ground, and turned around and left with the knife.

After seeing the group of people in front of him leave, many disciples of the Shen Refining Sect left and contacted the Cangkong headquarters in panic to report on the matter.

Kyoto, above the Chen family’s North Mountain.

Su Youxuan, Ling Shuang, Chen Jiushang, Chen Xiuxiu and other senior executives of Feiyumen listened to the reports from the Cangqiong Intelligence Department with serious expressions.

"Wait, where did you say these people come from?"

Chen Jiushang suddenly asked when he heard this.

"It is said that they came from Qingsheng all the way east, and after storming winds and rains in the northeast, they were preparing to go south. Now they don't know where they are."

The intelligence officer whispered.

Chen Jiushang thought for a moment, and his face changed slightly: "Is it the Kunlun Fairyland? It's the person from the Holy Temple?"

"I also think so. The strength of the powerful man who can kill the leader of the Shenshen Sect with one sword must be in the fusion realm."

Su Youxuan's eyes froze and she nodded.

The earth's fusion realm is only a handful of, basically within the Sky's intelligence records. They have never heard of the red-haired young man carrying the big sword of flames.

It is impossible for these powerful people in this world to suddenly appear out of thin air, so they can only come from the Holy Church.

"Miss Ling Yin, where is Mr. Long?"

Chen Xiuxiu asked anxiously: "Now that the sect leader is heading to Europe, he is the only one in China who can control the venue."

"After getting the master's skills, grandpa started to retreat. He hasn't come out yet, so we dare not disturb him."

Long Lingyin on the side also said in embarrassment.

At this moment, Qin Fei was not there, only Long Tianjue, the celestial being, could stand up, but neither of them could take action now.

Su Youxuan waved her hand and comforted her: "It doesn't matter, Master said that the space channel power of the spiritual path is special, and it is unlikely that there will be strong people from the innate realm."

As long as there are no innate realm powerhouses, Su Youxuan is still not afraid. Cangqiong is now strong, so it should be no problem to hold on until Qin Fei and Long Tianjue take action.

"Give me instructions and let the people in Cangqiong pay close attention to the whereabouts of these people and report them immediately if there is any news!"
Chapter completed!