Chapter 1230 The Beginning of the Slaughter
They were clutching their own necks tightly, their eyes wide open, staring incredulously at their "good big brother".
"You...you poisoned me..."
puff.
puff.
Six corpses fell to the ground one after another, twitched a few times, and then fell still.
Brother Li kicked aside a corpse next to him.
"A bunch of idiots, actually believing in some bullshit alliance?"
He slowly and methodically put all the tokens into his pocket, even humming a little tune.
"Only the dead are the most reliable allies."
............
at the same time.
A figure in white, like a ghost strolling leisurely, moved across the bloody battlefield.
His name is Xiao Jianchen, and he is known as Young Master Jian.
Wherever it passed, sword energy crisscrossed.
He didn't even draw his sword.
With just a flick of the fingers, an invisible sword aura shot out, piercing the target's brow with unparalleled precision.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent and bored, not like someone who had come to participate in a trial, but more like someone who was inspecting his own backyard.
One token after another flew in automatically, hovering around him like stars surrounding the moon.
"waste."
"A bunch of trash."
"This is the so-called grand gathering of eternal geniuses? It's nothing but a gathering of a bunch of chickens and dogs."
A mocking smile played on his lips, his disdain for everyone undisguised.
On the viewing platform.
Xie Purou clenched her small fists tightly; her initial excitement had turned into serious focus.
"Master! That guy in white is such a show-off! But he's ridiculously strong! He didn't even draw his sword!"
"And that poisoner! What a cunning old fox!"
You Ruo remained silent, her pretty face turning somewhat pale.
This endless betrayal and killing clearly had a significant impact on her.
Ye Chen took another sip of tea.
"In a wolf's den, if you see yourself as a sheep to the wolf, you'll die the fastest."
He pointed with his chin at the image of Xiao Jianchen.
"That person, he understands reason."
"He's not a wolf; he's a hunter who knows how to hunt efficiently."
Xie Purou and You Ruo looked at the aloof yet terrifyingly powerful swordsman in the picture.
Just as Xiao Jianchen was preparing to head to the next area to "clear the area".
A deafening roar brought him to a halt.
boom!
A massive figure, three meters tall and as muscular as a small mountain, descended from the sky and crashed onto the ground in front of him, instantly spreading spiderweb-like cracks!
This giant was clad in rough animal hides, with blood-red eyes, and was filled with primal savagery and madness.
He had no weapons.
His strongest weapon was his pair of iron fists.
"Sword...Young Master?"
The giant spoke in a deep, booming voice, his tone like the grinding of rocks.
"Hand over...the token."
For the first time, Xiao Jianchen suppressed the boredom in his eyes.
He sensed an incredibly powerful, pure physical strength emanating from this giant.
"A fool who only knows how to use brute force?"
He scoffed lightly.
"You are not qualified to speak to me."
"die!"
The giant stopped talking nonsense.
Punch out!
A simple straight punch.
The air in front of the fist was compressed rapidly and then exploded with a bang, forming a white shockwave that could be seen with the naked eye!
Xiao Jianchen's indifferent expression finally disappeared, replaced by a sharp, cold glint.
He raised his right hand, index and middle fingers pointing forward like a sword.
A dazzling sword light rapidly condensed at his fingertips.
"break."
That glint of sword light shot out fiercely, meeting the giant's fist head-on.
boom!
The sword's edge and the fist collided fiercely in mid-air!
There was no deafening explosion as expected.
Only a single, visible white ripple of energy spread out silently!
Wherever the ripples passed, a deep furrow was plowed into the earth, and the surrounding towering ancient trees were instantly reduced to dust!
Deng!Deng!Deng!
For the first time, Xiao Jianchen's graceful figure was forced back three steps.
With each step he took, he left a deep footprint in the hard ground.
The giant, as large as a small mountain, was also shaken by the recoil and slid backward for more than ten meters, leaving two shocking marks on the ground with its feet!
have equal shares!
A hint of surprise finally appeared in Xiao Jianchen's eyes.
For the first time, his bored and indifferent expression changed.
The giant shook his slightly numb fist, his blood-red eyes blazing with even more frenzied fighting spirit!
On the viewing platform.
Wow! This big guy is fierce!
Xie Purou stood up excitedly, her little hands clenched tightly.
"That show-off in the white shirt has finally met his match!"
You Ruo watched intently; the giant's power was far beyond her imagination.
Upon seeing this, Feng Wanli immediately bowed and explained.
"Reporting to the senior, and to the two fairies."
"This person is the contemporary prodigy of the 'Mysterious Giant God' clan."
"This race is born with divine strength, their physical bodies are comparable to divine weapons, and they can tear apart a true dragon with their bare hands when they reach adulthood, and shatter mountains and rivers with a single punch!"
"He is a pure power-type cultivator, extremely rare and extremely difficult to deal with."
He paused, glanced at Xiao Jianchen in the video whose expression had changed slightly, and added.
"but……"
"Young Master Sword, you have not yet drawn your sword."
In the battlefield.
"Come again!"
The giant let out a deafening roar, his massive body bursting forth once more, his fists crashing down like two meteorites falling from the sky, carrying an aura of utter destruction!
One punch!
Another punch!
Each punch caused the air to explode, producing a muffled sonic boom!
Xiao Jianchen's figure became erratic, like a leaf in the wind, rapidly weaving through the frenzied fist shadows.
He no longer walks with his hands behind his back.
He raised his hand, sword energy constantly flickering at his fingertips, precisely striking the giant's fist and dissipating its terrifying power.
Although he still appeared calm.
But the slight furrow in his brow and the way his clothes fluttered in the wind from the punch indicated that he was no longer as relaxed and carefree as before.
"You've successfully made me take this seriously!"
Xiao Jianchen's voice was icy cold and devoid of any emotion.
He stopped dodging.
He just stood there quietly.
"court death!"
Seeing this, the giant assumed that Xiao Jianchen was exhausted. His eyes burned with even more savagery as he gathered all his strength into a single punch and slammed it toward Xiao Jianchen's head!
This punch is enough to level a mountain!
however.
At this moment, Xiao Jianchen's eyes turned completely white.
There were no pupils, no emotions, only pure, ultimate sword intent.
He slowly raised his sword finger, aiming it at the incoming giant fist.
He uttered five words softly.
"The Sword of Returning to the Myriad Dusts!"
hum! ! !
The sword energy at his fingertips was no longer that dazzling point.
Instead, it instantly split into thousands upon thousands of tiny sword threads, almost invisible to the naked eye!
These sword threads intertwined in the air to form an invisible net, silently enveloping the giant's fist.
