Chu Xun checked his body and frowned slightly. The situation was worse than he imagined.
The fourth finger of the demon-slaying finger is simply not something he can use with his current level of cultivation. The consequence of the forceful action was that several tendons in the body were broken, even cracks appeared in the internal organs, and the originally crystal-clear bones became dim.
He tried to repair it with real energy, but the effect was not great. Seventy-eight percent of his real energy was consumed.
In order to use this fourth finger, he paid a high price, but it was worth it to directly kill more than thirty elders of the opponent.
The strange scarlet in Chu Xun's eyes did not fade away, and the red light flickered as he looked at Chen Wuhui and others.
Chen Wuhui and the others were all pale-faced, with disheveled hair, torn clothes, and were in a state of utter disarray.
More importantly, although they escaped, they were seriously injured. If the dozens of dead elders had not resisted most of the power of the storm, it would have been impossible for them to survive given their physical strength.
However, Chu Xun had bathed in the blood of the ancestral dragon and practiced the Qinglong Hegemon Body Technique, and his physical strength was invincible.
Therefore, relatively speaking, they were more seriously injured than Chu Xun.
Chen Wuhui's pale old face was slightly distorted. He hated it. Dozens of Tiandao Sect elders were wiped out like this. These are the treasures and foundation of Tiandao Sect.
The other people's faces are not much better? Their own bodies know very well that their current combat power is not as good as one-tenth of what it was at its peak.
Chu Xun was like a bloodthirsty beast, staring at him with eager eyes.
They couldn't relax, and their only hope was to beg. Chu Xun was also seriously injured and had no strength to fight anymore.
puff!
Chu Xun spurted out a mouthful of blood. He tried to move, but the result was that the injury was affected and blood surged.
Chen Wuhui and others were stunned for a moment, and then their faces became overjoyed. Chu Xun was really seriously injured.
"Please ask Sect Master Yan to protect the two of them. I will thank you very much in the future." Long Ao said to Yan Yi with murderous intent, pointing at Chu Tianhe and his wife.
Yan Yi hurriedly returned the gift, joking. This was a ninth-grade grandmaster, and he didn't dare to trust him. He said, "Don't worry, Yan will definitely protect them."
"Thank you!" Long Ao cupped his fists and moved towards Chu Xun.
"Boy Chu, step back and let me kill these bastards." Long Ao was always holding back a ball of anger, and he also needed to see blood.
Chen Wuhui and others secretly resented that the other party was a ninth-grade grandmaster. Even if they were in their prime, they were no match for them, let alone now. If the other party takes action, they will have no choice but to wait for death.
"I'll do it myself." Chu Xun's voice was dry and hoarse.
Long Ao's moving body suddenly stopped and said in a deep voice: "You don't want your life."
Chu Xun was silent, then looked at Chen Wuhui, and then rushed towards them.
"kill!"
Chu Xun shouted loudly, like a stream of light surging, the remaining true energy inside circulated into his fists, and he made fist seals with his hands to blast forward.
The heavy snow that had stopped began to fall again.
Although Chu Xun's fist was not at its peak, it was still unparalleled in strength, causing sharp wind howls.
Chen Wuhui had a sullen face and hurriedly backed away to avoid his sharp attack.
Bang!
A sixth-grade grandmaster was unable to dodge and was blown away by Chu Xun's punch. His chest collapsed completely and his heart was shattered. He was already dead and could no longer die.
"Wu Changfeng, die."
Chu Xun roared and raised his fist to kill Wu Changfeng.
Wu Chang roared in the storm again and again. He had been injured by Chu Xun before, and he wasted a lot of essence and blood in order to activate the residual formation. He was hit by the storm just now. Now his body is empty and his inner breath is exhausted. He is not even as good as other sixth-grade masters.
Chu Xun's fist hit him hard on the shoulder.
Click!
With the sound of bone cracking, Wu Changfeng's shoulder blade was shattered by Chu Xun's punch.
Wu Changfeng couldn't help but scream.
Chu Xun swung his fist and hit him hard in the ribs.
A "click" sound was heard, and Wu Changfeng's ribs were broken by this punch.
"Ah..." Suddenly, Wu Changfeng let out a miserable cry.
The faces of Chen Wuhui and others were so horrified that they backed away in panic.
Because Chu Xun actually made his hands like claws and inserted directly into Wu Changfeng's body, pulling out one of his ribs.
Everyone was so shocked by this scene that their hair stood on end.
boom!
Chu Xun punched Wu Changfeng in the face, directly shattering his facial bones, and then punched again. Wu Changfeng's chest collapsed, and white bones penetrated the flesh and came out of the body, dripping with blood, and the air was filled with pungent blood. It smells like a horrible scene.
Bang bang!
Chu Xun waved his fists tirelessly. Every time he punched, blood spattered all over him, but he seemed to have no feeling and continued to punch.
Wu Changfeng no longer had the strength to scream. Few of the bones in his body were intact, and almost all of them were broken by Chu Xun. He collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud, slowly squirming.
Bang!
Red and white things flew away, and his head was exploded by Chu Xun's kick.
Chu Xun punched again, and a ball of condensed true energy sank into Wu Changfeng's body, and then exploded, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere.
The dignified great elder of Tiandao Sect died worse than a dog. He was beaten to pieces by human beings.
"kill!"
Chu Xun roared again, turned around and rushed towards Chen Wuhui, raising his fist to strike.
Chen Wuhui was born with a spirit of excitement.
"Let's do it together."
He was very aware of his physical condition. If he went up there, he would die. He encouraged others.
"Stop him."
The Soul King is also retreating, his face is gloomy, his body is also in bad shape, and his combat power has dropped sharply.
Seeing Chu Xun approaching in front of him, he was slightly anxious, pulled Chu Xun from the Du Dynasty and pushed him over.
The Poison King's face turned green, and he was so frightened that he even lost his soul.
Chu Xun's fist penetrated his chest without hesitation.
"Soul King, you bastard, you have to die..." Poison King yelled.
puff!
Blood sprayed all over Chu Xun's face. A bright red heart was still beating in his hand, and then he crushed it to pieces.
The Poison King's body fell with a "bang", a bloody hole the size of a fist in his chest, and his heart was missing.
Chu Xun kept walking and fought forward.
Chen Wuhui and others retreated in embarrassment, especially when they saw that the Poison King's heart had been taken out, they were frightened to death.
"Chen Wuhui, come and die." Chu Xun roared like a wounded beast.
After all, Chen Wuhui, Soul King and Blood Hand were eighth-grade masters. Their injuries were relatively lighter than others, so they escaped faster.
Chu Xun waved his hand, and the last trace of true energy in his body turned into a thread of reincarnation.
With a flick of the bureau finger, reincarnation threads burst out.
puff!
The thread of reincarnation penetrated the throat of a sixth-grade master, and blood splattered.
Uh-huh!
The thread of reincarnation was like a bloodthirsty white snake, refracted fiercely, burrowed into the temple of another sixth-grade master, and jumped out from the back of the head.
Poof!
Blood sprayed and rained all over the sky. Reincarnation was more terrifying than the sharp blade. The remaining sixth-grade masters fell one after another.
Chu Xun kept walking, leaving more than a dozen corpses behind him. Blood stained the road. He walked on the blood all the way.
More than a dozen sixth-grade grandmasters were all slaughtered in an instant.
Now there are only five people left: Chen Wuhui, Soul King, Bloody Hand, the leader of Wuji Sect, and the leader of Luohan Sect.
The master of the Wuji Sect looked panicked. He was seriously injured, the energy in his body was exhausted, his steps were staggering, and he could no longer hold on.
There was not much true energy left in Chu Xun's body, and he could only barely control the reincarnation thread, and he could barely control one.
He was also relying on physical strength for support at this time.