"Bai Chen, give up!

Your Moon Hall's forces have been wiped out! "

"Bai Chen, why are you still struggling?

Moon Hall's destruction is a fact! "

"If you want to blame someone, blame your Moon Hall for provoking public anger!"

The grayish-yellow ground was covered with huge ravines. They were messy and full of traces of battle. Clamorous shouts came from all directions.

Bai Chen was dressed in white as usual. His body was bathed in blood. The bloodstains on his white robe had not dried yet, making him look even more demonic and eye-catching.

His black hair casually scattered over his shoulders, making him look indescribably elegant.

His pale face was eternally cold. The Fuchen Sword in his hand flashed with an icy cold light. The blood of his enemies dripped down the tip of the sword. It was full of arrogance.

Even though he was seriously injured!

Even though he was at the end of his rope!

Even though he was at the end of his rope!

Beneath his feet, within a radius of a few hundred feet, there were countless broken limbs and bodies, dripping with blood.

Bai Chen suddenly raised his hand and pointed his sword at the experts in front of him. He waved his sleeve to wipe away the blood at the corner of his mouth. His eyes were sharp. "Cut the crap. If you want to fight, let's fight!"

There was no emotion in his words. One could only feel the endless fighting spirit and disdain from that person.

Even if there were thousands of men and horses, he would not move.

"Alright, Bai Chen. Since you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit, don't blame me for not showing mercy!" The leader of the group, an old man with long eyebrows, looked gloomy.

Bai Chen tilted his head. He suddenly felt a little funny and scolded without bearing, "Old bastard!

When you slaughtered my Moon Hall, did you show mercy?

You think you're so great just because I praised you? "

The old man's face was flushed. He pointed at Bai Chen and was speechless for a long time.

"I'm so angry!" The old man with long eyebrows roared. He rushed forward and launched a fierce attack without saying anything.

The four men in black behind him also followed.

Bai Chen didn't mock them this time. Instead, his expression became serious. He said to the man in blue beside him, "Zong Heng, follow me and carve out a bloody path!"

The blue-clothed man's face was covered in blood, but his expression was resolute. His blood-stained hands unconsciously clenched his long sword. "Master, this subordinate will definitely follow you!"

"Good!" Bai Chen laughed arrogantly. "Five high-level Celestial Emperors? What a big deal!

Hahaha! "

Activating his cultivation technique, he flew forward to kill.

"Pu!"

Bai Chen suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He only felt a fishy sweetness in his throat. His chest was pierced by the shining tip of a sword. Bai Chen looked at this incomparably familiar sword tip in a daze. He suddenly came to his senses.

Why would the secrets of the Moon Hall be leaked, leading to the destruction of the Moon Hall?

Why were the people of the Moon Hall, who were hiding and fleeing, found and killed by the enemy …

Why were there so many soldiers ambushing the perfect escape route?

Bai Chen was in a trance. Suddenly, his father's words flashed across his mind.

"Chen 'er, be careful of the people around you." His father's eyes were deep, and his words were meaningful.

"Hahaha, who is right?

Who is wrong?

Who is right?

Who is wrong?

Hahaha, that's right, that's right, that's how it should be!

Hahaha … "Bai Chen laughed. He took a step forward and pulled himself out. Suddenly, blood gushed out of his chest.

Bai Chen didn't seem to feel the pain. He ignored the hole in his chest and looked at his brother who had gone through life and death together. His eyes were calm, without anger or resentment. He just looked at him quietly.

Zong Heng's hand holding the long sword trembled. He lowered his head, and his long hair covered his face.

"Raise your head." Bai Chen's voice came faintly.

Zong Heng trembled all over. He didn't do as he was told. He was afraid. He didn't dare to look into Bai Chen's eyes.

"Look at me!" Bai Chen roared.

Zong Heng unconsciously raised his head and looked at Bai Chen in a daze.

Why?

Why can he still be so calm when he's at the end of his rope …?

Bai Chen asked with difficulty. The words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

Zong Heng was stunned, and his eyes were suddenly filled with venomous resentment and hatred. With a "shua" sound, he pointed his sword at Bai Chen and roared.

"Why!

You ask me why!

Bai Chen!

I've been your dog for 24 years!

Why!

Why are you the Young Master of the Moon Palace?

Why am I just a servant?!

"I'm going to climb to a position where you can't catch up to me. I'm going to surpass you!

I'm going to trample you!

Hahahahaha … White Dust, I'll use your life to fulfill this subordinate's unparalleled ambition!

Hahahaha … "

Bai Chen was in a trance. His vision blurred, and the vitality in his body faded rapidly.

Looking at the brother in front of him who didn't have the slightest bit of regret, he was extremely disappointed.

"I didn't expect that I, Bai Chen, would have misjudged you …" After he finished speaking, his body fell like a mountain pillar and fell into the dust.

The Fuchen Sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The sword pierced through his heart, and he even used his source power to strangle him. How could he survive?

Zong Heng wanted to say something, but seeing that Bai Chen was dead, he opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

All the masters gathered around.

"Zong Heng, well done. You've finally gotten rid of this big problem!

Our Family Yun will definitely reward you handsomely. "The long-browed old man patted Zong Heng's shoulder with a smile.

"Humph, it's too easy for him to die so quickly," a black-robed man sneered as he glanced at Bai Chen's body with his cold eyes like a corpse vulture.

After being hunted for half a year, many of the elites sent by the family were all killed, and their vitality was greatly damaged. How could they not hate this?

If Bai Chen was still alive and knew what he was thinking, he would definitely cry out in grievance.

Damn it!

If you didn't come to kill me, I would have been kicked in the head by a donkey to kill you!

Zong Heng suddenly turned his head. The ferocious and tyrannical expression on his face hadn't disappeared. His body was covered in blood and scars, which made him even more terrifying.

"I hope you can fulfill your promise."

The long-browed old man showed a mocking smile.

"Of course. The Moon Hall's Holy Maiden captured alive will be given to you to enjoy, and the family will also give you a high position."

Zong Heng's gloomy eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice, "That bitch usually acts high and mighty. I want her to suffer a fate worse than death!"

The long-browed old man laughed and looked at Zong Heng playfully. "Hahaha, I'm looking forward to the day when the noble Holy Maiden is slept with by someone else. What kind of scene will it be?"

"As for your position, you will be my Third Young Master's guard!"

"What?!" Zong Heng was furious. His eyes were almost bloodshot, and his murderous aura soared to the sky.

Guard?

No matter how peerless his master was, he was still just a servant!

Was this old man doing this on purpose?

The long-browed old man's face suddenly darkened. The aura of a high-level Divine Emperor spread out in all directions. Those with lower cultivation were so scared that they wet their pants.

"Zong Heng, don't be so shameless. If it weren't for the fact that your cultivation of the Ninth Grade of the Nether Sword Path has some value, I would have killed you with my palm!"

The long-browed old man's cold voice echoed between heaven and earth. The other four high-level Divine Emperors also looked at him with threatening eyes.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zong Heng gritted his teeth and said, "Yes …"

Old bastard, if I rise again one day, the first thing I will do is kill you!

"Eh?

I didn't expect that I still have a little bit of my True Spirit. However, after sending him to reincarnation, he should be annihilated here … "

A clear and melodious voice reverberated in the unknown space, and it was unhurried and indistinct.

"Hehe, fortunately, I am a time-traveler. I have two lives of memory and 5,000 years of excellent culture. You are lucky.

I wonder what kind of storm you can stir up in this world. Maybe one day, we will meet for real. "

That voice suddenly became mischievous and rascally, saying strange things for no reason.