"ah!"

"This will happen!"

Screams and roars suddenly came out. They once again burst out their strength and tried to jointly fight against the sword light, but they were too weak. There was not a single martial spirit realm, and the power of Zhao Zhen's sword had reached the ninth level. How could they block it?

As the sound of chi chi sounded, these young people's heads were either flying up or being torn apart. Ninety percent of dozens of young people were killed in the blink of an eye. In the end, only a few young people hiding behind were left.

die.

However, even if they were not dead, all of them were seriously injured. Either their arms and legs were broken, or their flesh and blood were spread all over their bodies and they were dying.

"You...who are you...and why did you do this to me!"

A trembling voice came out, and these young men looked at Zhao Zhen in pain and confusion.

"You have no right to know who I am."

Zhao Zhen said coldly, "You just need to die!"

Whoosh!

Another sword slashed out, and the banging and cracking sound came out again!

I saw that the bodies of the few young disciples who were still alive all exploded, leaving no intact corpses!

"call…"

Seeing that no one was alive, Zhao Zhen let out a sigh of relief and looked at the tower of heads again.

Looking at those familiar or unfamiliar faces, Zhao Zhen also had a sense of sadness in his eyes.


Chapter completed!