Chapter 350: Separation in Troubled Times

Xuan Yunzi held his breath for a moment. What kind of fear was this? It was as if there was a deep abyss behind him. If he turned around, he would fall off a cliff and be crushed to pieces. But if he didn't turn around, he didn't know where a sword had been handed to him and when it would cut off his head.

At this moment, a layer of ice seemed to condense in the air. Xuan Yunzi's body began to tremble involuntarily. He could deeply feel the chill and murderous aura behind him, gradually approaching.

"Just you... want to kill me, don't even think about it!"

He opened his eyes wide, suddenly shouted, turned around and slashed at Xiao Chen with a bloody light. This was his last blow. He didn't expect to hurt Xiao Chen, but used this blow to turn around and escape into the Demon Flame Sect.

At this time, a figure finally appeared in the Demon Flame Sect. It was a white-haired man with two cold eyes. He was the leader of the Demon Flame Sect, Luan Shili.

"Master..."

When Xuan Yunzi saw Luan Shili appear, he seemed to have grabbed the last straw and flew over desperately. However, before he flew a hundred feet away, a cold long sword had pierced his throat from behind.

"Uh..."

Xuan Yunzi couldn't believe it. He was just a little bit away from Luan Shili, but at this moment, Luan Shili stood with his hands behind his back, walked out slowly, his eyes were cold, and he had no intention of saving him at all.

"Master..."

Xuan Yunzi was still unwilling. He covered his throat with blood constantly oozing out with his left hand, stretched out his right hand to Luan Shili, and walked towards him step by step.

But even so, Luan Shili's eyes were still cold and indifferent, and the thousands of disciples who had just heard the sound and rushed out were also stunned at this moment when they saw this scene.

"Swish!"

With a sharp sound, blood splattered everywhere, and Xuan Yunzi's two arms were cut off by the Han Xi sword, causing him to scream in pain.

However, at this time, Luan Shili looked at him, still without any intention to help him, and even looked at him as if he were an unrelated stranger.

"Teacher..."

Before Xuan Yunzi finished a word, the cold light flew back and cut off his head in an instant. The blood rushed up more than ten feet high. Under the control of life and death, even his soul could not escape.

"Elder... Elder!"

Seeing Xuan Yunzi being beheaded, the disciples woke up from their dreams. Who was this murderous man in front of them? He actually killed the elder in front of the leader...

At this moment, everyone felt a chill.

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and recalled the Hanxi sword. This sword was bought by him in Cangjian Villa before. Although it was not a magic sword like Chongxiao, it was just as the owner of the villa said, no matter how good the sword was, it was also a sword that killed people.

At this moment, Luan Shili watched him walk step by step, still unmoved, with the same cold eyes. The two of them confronted each other at this moment, just like the cold light on the tip of the sword, neither of them gave in.

Until Xiao Chen was less than ten feet away from him, he spoke coldly, "Xuan Yunzi is dead, and the ten fire elders all died at your hands. The grudge between you and me is settled."

When the disciples heard that the ten fire elders were all killed by him, they were deeply trembling. At this moment, it was as if they fell into a bottomless cold pond. Who is this person?

Xiao Chen said coldly, "What do you think?"

"Oh..."

Luan Shili's eyes turned cold. He had sent the ten fire elders to capture this person before, but he never thought that this person was so powerful. All the ten fire elders died at his hands. He wanted revenge, but this person's means were so powerful that he was not absolutely sure that he could kill this person. Now that things have come to this, it is better to have less trouble than more.

At this moment, he still had his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on Xiao Chen, and he said coldly, "What else do you want? Do you want to be an enemy of the Life and Death Alliance?"

"I don't care about the Life and Death Alliance..."

Xiao Chen's eyes were cold, and his voice was even more emotionless, "I am here to destroy this sect today, and as for your life, I will just take it away by the way."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere became even more frozen, and no one spoke. It seemed that a layer of ice condensed in the air in an instant.

"Destroy the sect? Take my life? Arrogant!"

Luan Shili's eyes were sharp, and his sleeves shook. A strong wind suddenly blew in the area for several miles. The originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds. He waved his hand, and a blood-red light suddenly flew out of the dark cloud, turning into a blood-red sword about ten feet long, and fell into his hand.

This knife is called "Blood Evil". During the "Eastern Land Rebellion" in the past, Luan Shili used this knife to kill more than a hundred Yuanying cultivators and seven masters of Lianxu Hedao Realm. He broke through all the way and finally achieved his current status.

Since then, this knife has become extremely bloodthirsty. Every year, it drinks the blood of people with Yuanying cultivation and above. Today, he sacrificed this knife again, and many disciples felt their hearts tremble, because on weekdays, they hardly saw the leader use this knife. It was only because once this knife was out, it would not return without drinking blood, otherwise it would devour the master.

"Since you don't want to drink the toast, then today, I will use your blood to sacrifice the Blood Evil..."

I saw Luan Shili slowly pick up the long knife in his hand, and his eyes became colder. He can have today's status in the Life and Death Alliance, so he is definitely not a timid person. Since Xiao Chen is determined to be his enemy, he will not retreat another step.

"Go!"

Luan Shili shouted, and the long sword suddenly glowed with blood, like a hundred-foot-long blood light, whistling and slashing towards Xiao Chen.

The wind of the knife was so strong that Xiao Chen felt a stinging pain on his cheek before the knife even arrived, especially the bloodthirsty aura on the knife, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Dang!"

With a sharp sound, Xiao Chen raised the Hanxi Sword to block the attack of the Blood Evil Knife, but his body was shaken back more than ten feet by the knife.

Luan Shili sneered, stepped on the ground with both feet, and rushed up like a ray of light. He took the knife in his hand and slashed at Xiao Chen with one knife. "One knife to kill you! Break your soul!"

The power of this knife was extremely strong, like a mad dragon out of the sea, unstoppable, and even the mountains on both sides shook. If Xiao Chen had not broken through his realm, let alone taking this knife, the wind of the knife would have been enough to cause him serious injuries.

"Boom!"

A loud noise, dust flew up all over the sky, and the mountain behind Xiao Chen was instantly chopped to pieces, while his figure, like a ghost, instantly moved a hundred feet away, and now stood on another hill, with fluttering sleeves, like an immortal, looking at Luan Shili calmly.

"It's interesting that you can escape from my Soul-Breaking Sword..."

Luan Shili sneered, shook his arm, and the blade began to vibrate violently. There was a faint "shasha" sound coming from the blade, and the whole blade was instantly filled with a layer of blood mist, revealing a strong bloody smell, which looked extremely weird.