Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Chen Jianhui slumped to the ground, the hand holding the jade slip trembling slightly.

Facing Ke Yongsheng's message, he didn't have much time to think and hesitate.

However, just then, Chen Jianhui suddenly sensed two faint dangerous auras behind him.

It was as if someone was staring at him from behind, waiting for him to make a decision.

Chen Jianhui suddenly crushed the jade slip in his hand!

Bang!

The jade slip shattered, and the faint auras behind Chen Jianhui instantly disappeared.

At that moment, he felt as if all his strength had been drained, and he lay on the ground, panting heavily as he looked at the ceiling.

In the palace, Ke Yongsheng's face was as gloomy as water.

The medicinal pool beneath him was filled with mist, and the old man's cold eyes were full of hostility.

His lips trembled as he murmured.

"Good, good, good ah..."

After speaking, the old man took out a special message scroll and said in a low voice.

"Huo Yan, Ding Lin, come back to me."

"I don't have much time left. Now I've fallen out with Song Xuan, and your eldest brother, Chen Jianhui, is now on Song Xuan's side."

After speaking, the old man did not directly crush the transmission scroll.

Now his palace residence was under Song Xuan's surveillance.

He reached out and tore through the void, gently whistling.

From the void, a black Xuan bird flew over like a shadow.

The black Xuan bird, which resembled a crow in appearance, disappeared with the scroll in its beak.

After doing all this, the old man's eyelids became heavy and sleepy, and he slowly closed his eyes, his breath becoming silent.

As for Song Xuan...

At this moment, he was reclining on a couch with a beauty at his knees, listening to the sound of zithers and flutes.

A black-armored guard with a powerful aura knelt on one knee outside the palace gate.

"Chen Jianhui crushed the jade slip and hasn't gone to see Ke Yongsheng yet."

Song Xuan shifted his body, closed his eyes, took a breath, and said softly.

"He's not stupid. He naturally knows that if he had replied at that time, he would have been dead."

After pondering for a moment, Song Xuan's large hand roamed unreservedly over the woman behind him.

"Be careful recently and pay close attention to the movements of the sect's disciples. If that person really comes to seek revenge..."

"Capture him alive!"

"A guy who can calmly walk away from the hands of Chen Jianhui and six or seven other True Immortals should not be underestimated in terms of cultivation and strength. See if he can be used by me."

The black-armored guard never raised his head from beginning to end, and didn't even cross the threshold.

After hearing Song Xuan's words, he responded in a deep voice, then closed the door and turned to leave.

Song Xuan raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of the door, his eyes full of hostility.

"That old, immortal dog thing, is not honest at all..."

After speaking, Song Xuan crushed a black jade pendant.

"Let the black-armored guards intercept and kill the old guy's other two disciples."

"Bring me back their heads."

Some undulating sounds gradually came from the mansion.

The Qihe Sect was caught in an undercurrent vortex.

As for Xiao Chen?

After rushing for thousands of miles, he actually stepped into the territory of Changxi Mausoleum.

Without even inquiring about the Qihe Sect's power, this reckless man actually sneaked to a place less than a hundred miles away from the Qihe Sect.

Xiao Chen, dressed in a black robe, stood beside a boulder on the cliff's peak.

His eyes looked into the distance at the magnificent mountain gate, a hundred miles away, shrouded in clouds and mist, with cranes flying.

He frowned and murmured in a low voice.

"This... it seems a bit unrealistic to directly attack the mountain gate."

"The elders who come out are all True Immortal Realm cultivators. Wouldn't the sect leader be a Golden Immortal?"

Xiao Chen bared his teeth and scratched his head.

After ascending to the Immortal Realm, his personality became even more calm.

Xiao Chen restrained his aura and slowly retreated behind the boulder, sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding his forehead in thought.

"If it were my third brother and second brother, what would they do?"

After Xiao Chen calmed down, he began to think about the gains and losses.

After a long while, Xiao Chen slowly got up.

"Let's go!"

"The Qihe Sect doesn't have the Undying Grass. It's not worth it to conflict with such a behemoth of a sect for this little dispute."

"It's meaningless..."

After Xiao Chen made up his mind, he got up and reached out to tear through the void to leave.

However, just as he tore a gap in space, the surrounding space rippled with crimson streamers!

Xiao Chen's heart trembled, and he secretly thought it was not good.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

"Where are you going!!"

"Hmph! You really dare to come again!!!"

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, the light of swords and sabers enveloped the entire hundred-zhang cliff.

Xiao Chen clenched his right hand, and the God-Shooting Spear instantly appeared in his hand.

In an instant, divine patterns flowed on the spear, and the light glowed, and the flames burned the sky!

"God-Shooting · Mad Dragon in the Sky!!"

Roar!!!

The spear light was like a dragon, and it broke through all attacks and leaped into the sky!

Boom boom boom!

The spear light pierced through the sky and the void, the black robe shattered, Xiao Chen's eyes flickered, and he flew out hundreds of feet!

From within the Qihe Sect behind him, streams of light continuously soared into the sky!

Xiao Chen knew that he was still too impulsive.

He didn't expect that the Qihe Sect would have been guarding against him early on.

He cursed himself as a 'fool' in his heart, but it was already too late to regret.

There were as many as six True Immortal cultivators besieging him from behind!

Moreover, these people were not the same True Immortals as before.

The cultivation realm of these six people was on average around the fifth level of the True Immortal Realm, which was not low.

Xiao Chen, who had soared out, did not hesitate to ignite a transmission talisman.

The corner of his eye suddenly saw a familiar figure!

Third Elder Chen Jianhui!

When Chen Jianhui saw that ray of silver light, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Hmph! Still want to repeat the same trick?"

"Zhenyue Banner · Stabilize Mountains and Rivers!"

Buzz!

A cyan long banner was suddenly inserted into the void.

In an instant, the silver light condensed around Xiao Chen instantly shattered, and the flames of the talisman extinguished.

Two cultivators behind him brandished their swords and rushed towards his back.

Xiao Chen was forced to defend, pressing his spear down with one hand!

Bang bang!

A ray of saber light blocked the spear and slashed down his wrist along the spear shaft!

The speed was extremely fast, and the attack was decisive.

One of them, holding a short knife, slashed fiercely towards Xiao Chen's feet!

Xiao Chen's face changed, he raised his hand and threw the spear high, and after leaping up, he somersaulted in the air to avoid the double knives under his feet.

His feet hooked onto the God-Shooting Spear one in front and one behind, and his legs twisted and turned.

The spear hung upside down, sweeping in all directions, kicking out with the momentum!

Dong!!!

The spear burst out instantly, directly piercing through the shoulder of a cultivator who was rushing over!!!

Just as that person was about to pull out the spear, a large hand suddenly grabbed his face.

Xiao Chen clenched his hand, tearing off the man's face!!!

Puchi!!!

A sword light flashed across Xiao Chen's waist, bursting out a cloud of blood.

Xiao Chen felt pain, pulled out his spear, and flung the cultivator away, while seizing the sword in the opponent's hand and throwing it back!

Shu!

The blade broke through the air, and the cultivator behind him dodged sideways, a sword slashing his shoulder.