Before I knew it, Chen Hui finally broke through the eighth-level martial artist and his strength increased by more than three times.

At the same time, he has a deeper understanding of his own sword skills, Wuxu Sword Qi and Brokenness, and his power has increased by more than three times.

He even had the ambition to compete with the first-level Tianwu Master.

The swordsman is to move forward without fear.

On this day, Chen Hui left Batian City.

The news was immediately known by Hengtianye. He immediately summoned Chen Sheng and others to inform the fourth senior brother of the Giant Sword Sect, Jian Xuetian.

Outside the city is Chen Hui’s burial place!

Hengtianye and others looked crazy and wanted to kill Chen Hui immediately.

Before, many people noticed Hengtianye's murderous intention towards Chen Hui. When they saw Chen Hui step out of the city, Hengtianye immediately followed from a distance on his heel.

"Hengtianye is too brave to dare to kill Chen Hui. Isn't he afraid of death?" A young man from Liefeng Sect asked with a frown.

"Although Hengtianye is arrogant and conceited, he should not be overestimated. Since he dares to kill Chen Hui, he should have any other means. Let's follow and take a look." Although Ximen Liefeng was defeated by Chen Hui, he admired him very much. Seeing that Hengtianye wanted to kill Chen Hui, he immediately followed behind.

"Can they be other masters of the Giant Sword Sect?" said the young man.

"There is this possibility." Ximen Liefeng nodded and said, "Chen Hui acts openly and honestly. If he dies at the hands of a villain like Hengtianye, it is really not worth it. If necessary, we will help him."

"Senior Brother Ximen is saying." The disciple of Liefeng Sect said.

On the other hand, the two sisters Qingxia and Zixia also left the city. Both sisters are beautiful women and can be called a pair of sisters. Wherever they go, they are all beautiful scenery. Even in this cold forest, it adds a little beauty.

"Sister, do you think Hengtianye will really kill Chen Hui?" Zixia asked with her beautiful eyebrows.

"It's very likely." Qingxia was wearing a green dress and her black hair was as smooth as the silky texture of the best. She nodded and said, "If it was him, I wouldn't worry. What I worry about was that he hired other true disciples of the Giant Sword Sect, or even those desperate people. Although Chen Hui's strength is strong, it is extremely difficult to resist."

"It's so hateful." Zixia said hatefully, 'If this bastard Hengtianye dares to take action, sister, you can teach him a lesson.'

"Yes." Qingxia nodded, but she smiled bitterly in her heart. Only she knew that if Hengtianye dared to kill Chenhui, she would have certain confidence, otherwise it would not be like this.

Outside Batian City is a vast forest.

Chen Hui walked in and immediately felt a faint murderous intent in the air, and the withered yellow leaves fell from the branches and split into two.

There was a dead silence around, and there was not even a sound of birds at all.

The cold autumn wind blows by, tearing the air like a sharp blade, making people feel cold all over their body.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Chen Hui walked slowly.

From time to time, a figure in blood appeared in front of him, with a sword with a palm wide sword on his back. The scabbard was blood-colored, as if blood was flowing on the scabbard. The cold wind around him blew, and it was like a river of blood surrounding him. The bloody clothes on his body set him off, and he was even more like a blood man.

As soon as I looked at his outfit, I knew that he was not a simple character.

But he looked only about twenty years old, with a cold face, and even his eyebrows were faintly covered with blood.

Chen Hui stopped a hundred steps away from the young man in the virtual blood.

"Are you Chenhui?" As a cold voice sounded, the young man in blood slowly raised his head, staring at Chenhui, and his eyes flashed with blood power.

"You are a true disciple of the Giant Sword Sect. I wonder which one you rank?" Chen Hui asked.

"Fourth!" said the young man in blood, 'My name is Jian Xuetian, remember my name.'

"You are not my opponent, don't die in vain." Chen Hui said calmly, as if he was telling something that was normal.

"Chen Hui, you are still so arrogant and arrogant. I think you are very upset in life." At this moment, Heng Tianye and others appeared behind Chen Hui. Chen Sheng looked at Chen Hui with murderous intent on his face and said to Jian Xuetian, "Senior Brother Jian Xuetian, please kill him!"

"You have stopped me again and again, okay, I will kill you today so that you will not always appear in front of me." Chen Hui said calmly.

"Chenhui, today is your death!"

Hengtiano was furious and looked murderous.

"Dry tongue!"

Chen Hui shouted coldly, turned into a phantom, and the overwhelming true energy rushed to Hengtianye and others.

"Ah! Senior Brother Jianxuetian helps you!"

Chen Sheng and others were immediately scared and trembled all over, and the young man surnamed Li and others collapsed to the ground.

"Senior Brother Jianxuetian is here, Chen Hui, you will die today!"

Hengtianye is worthy of being a powerful martial artist in the ninth level. Even though he was defeated by Chen Hui, he was still fearless in the face of him.

His confidence comes from Jian Xuetian.

He believed that as long as Jian Xuetian took action, Chen Hui would undoubtedly die.

"Is that right? Soon, you will find that your source of confidence will become as unbearable as garbage." Chen Hui sneered, his palm fell, his palms were like a knife and a sword, and the sword energy burst out, like lightning, thunder, slashing towards Hengtianye head-on.

"You dare to take action in front of me and die for me!" Jian Xuetian didn't expect Chen Hui to be so arrogant. He wanted to kill Heng Tianye and others in front of him. He immediately drew out the blood-colored giant sword. The blood-colored sword energy rushed towards Chen Hui like a river of blood, like a rolling river water, flooding the surrounding space. This sword had the intention of killing Chen Hui.

"Can you stop it?" Chen Hui sneered, his palm blade was extremely sharp, splitting Hengtianye's defense.

"No! You can't kill me. I'm a true disciple of the Giant Sword Sect. If you kill me, you won't be alive." Hengtianye was frightened. He didn't expect that Chen Hui really dared to kill him, his face full of panic.

"Puff!" The palm sword fell, Heng Tianye was chopped in half, his eyes wide open, and he couldn't believe it until he died that Chen Hui really killed himself.

"Senior Brother Heng!" Chen Sheng and others were very scared and knelt down and begged for mercy, 'Don't kill us!'

"Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff...!"

Chen Hui's face was expressionless, and his palm knife slid down and slashed by. The seven heads rushed to Lao Gao. Below, seven blood poured into the ground, dyeing the yellow leaves on the ground red.

Kill seven people with one palm!

At this moment, it was almost at its peak. Even Jian Xuetian didn't react. Looking at the eight corpses on the ground, he looked cold, with blood patterns surrounding his body, and said coldly: "Kill them, I want you to bury them!"

"Is that so? Then I will kill you together." Chen Hui responded coldly.

"die!"

Jian Xuetian did not speak, and made a decisive move. He held the blood sword in his hands and slashed it down. The blood-colored sword energy penetrated the sky, ten meters long. The sky seemed to sound a thunderbolt, like blood flashing above Chen Hui's head.

Middle-grade upper-level martial arts, blood wave killing!

Jian Xuetian once used this move to kill several ninth-level peak martial arts masters.

He believed that even if Chen Hui was the winner in a row, it would be extremely difficult to resist this sword.

"Top Nine-level Peak Earth Martial Artist!" In an instant, Chen Hui evaluated the strength of Jian Xuetian. When he reached this level, a simple realm division could not distinguish the strength of a warrior, the martial arts he practiced, the solidity of true qi, the fighting skills and weapons, pills, etc., combined, they are all uncertain factors that measure a warrior's specific strength.

Therefore, at the ninth-level peak ground martial artists, they are divided into four levels according to their strength: ordinary ninth-level peak ground martial artists, top ninth-level peak ground martial artists, extreme ninth-level peak ground martial artists and invincible ninth-level peak ground martial artists.

Although it is only divided by four strength levels, the gap between them is at least twice. Ten ordinary ninth-level peak ground martial artists may not be able to kill a top ninth-level peak ground martial artist.

Chen Hui's strength has obviously exceeded that of the top peak martial artist. As for whether it is the ultimate ninth-level peak martial artist, he doesn't know because he has not met such a strong man.

At least, Jian Xuetian is not his opponent.

However, Chen Hui did not want to solve the problem of sword Xuetian. He wanted to try some new sword skills he created himself.

Chen Hui was a human being in both life, and had Wuxu Sword. He was gifted differently than ordinary people, and his understanding was unique.
Chapter completed!