Chapter 2014: A Catastrophe (Part 3)

On the mountain road fifty miles away from Zhuxian Sword Sect, Bai Chen's men were hurrying along. At this moment, two figures suddenly flew in the sky, like two sharp lightning bolts, and landed in front of Bai Chen in front of everyone's shocked eyes.

"Junran, Shengyu, why are you here!"

Seeing the newcomers, Bai Chen couldn't help but smile.

"I'm worried about you, so I came out to greet you!" Chu Junran curled her lips in disapproval. Her stunning appearance and slender legs under her red skirt made the people behind her swallow their saliva, secretly envying Bai Chen's good fortune.

"I'm not a child, why do you want to greet me?" Bai Chen shook his head speechlessly and continued to move forward with everyone: "How are the arrangements for Xuanzhen?"

"Don't worry, Sect Master, everything is ready. At present, only Fuqing and Xu Youzhu have not been found. These two guys should have gone out to play. Once they are found, everyone can evacuate safely."

Ji Shengyu was full of excitement.

Zhuxian Sword Sect has 100,000 disciples, which is a considerable force. The reputation of the three ancient sects is not in vain.

Being able to absorb these people into Chenyao Sword Sect is far more practical than absorbing the hundreds of people in Wuliangjian.

However, hearing Ji Shengyu's words, Bai Chen frowned unconsciously: "You said Fuqing and Xu Youzhu are missing?"

"Ah, you know that Fuqing, she can't tell the situation at all. It's really annoying to run out to play at this time." Ji Shengyu hates Fuqing from the bottom of his heart.

His personality is very gentle, and he rarely hates someone, especially when the other party is a benefactor...

Hearing this, Bai Chen felt inexplicably irritated.

"Let's hurry up."

Bad thoughts inexplicably grew in his heart, and Bai Chen suddenly quickened his pace.

Seeing this, the two looked at each other, not knowing why, and had to keep up.

...

With Bai Chen's cultivation, it is not difficult to fly to Zhuxian Sword Sect with hundreds of people at full speed.

However, when they appeared outside the gate of Zhuxian Sword Sect, the smoke on the mountain made everyone's heart tremble.

"Something happened!"

Seeing the scene in front of him, the old demon fairy ancestor's eyes trembled, and he was the first to run towards the mountain road.

Along the way, they saw countless disciples died tragically on the stone road. Under the scene of blood flowing like a river, there were not only disciples of Zhuxian Sword Sect, but also many disciples of Xinglan Temple.

This battle seemed extremely tragic, and the war was probably over...

Xuanzhen, Ye Jianxin!

Bai Chen's heart trembled, and after a few flashes, he appeared on the top of the mountain like a gust of wind. When he saw the scene of corpses under the ruins, his deep eyes were finally covered with raging anger.

"No——"

Ji Shengyu suddenly roared in grief and rushed to a stone pillar in despair. Under the stone pillar was his father, Ji Xuqing.

At this time, his father had lost his vitality, and his stiff old face was full of unwillingness and resentment.

Ji Shengyu knelt on the ground, trembling and crying. Chu Junran patted his shoulder, with tears in her beautiful eyes, and she didn't know how to persuade him.

At this time, Bai Chen finally came to a white-haired old man, staring at the blood hole in front of the old man, and his pupils suddenly turned into a strange dark red.

"Xuan Zhen..."

His vision gradually blurred, Bai Chen took a deep breath of cold air, half squatted down, and smiled bitterly.

This smile was full of endless murderous intent.

Since he came to Beichen, the six immortals of Beihuang have begun to do their best to help him one by one. When his strength was not enough, the help they gave him was very huge.

But Su Su broke an arm and Ji Haoran died. This result made him understand a truth. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid everyone will die.

So during the time he was recuperating in Zhuxian Sword Sect, he made a decision, that is, to let Xuan Zhen and the Demon Immortal Ancestor take everyone away from Beichen.

But it was too late.

"Why, where is Ye Jianxin!"

Bai Chen gritted his teeth and was furious.

Logically speaking, with Ye Jianxin's cultivation, there should be very few people who can defeat Beichen!

"Big Brother..."

The Demon Immortal Ancestor came over from behind, tears in his eyes: "It's all my fault. If I hadn't taken the initiative, Big Brother wouldn't have..."

"It has nothing to do with you."

Bai Chen stared at Xuan Zhen's pale face in a daze. Until now, Xuan Zhen has died with his eyes open.

"There seems to be words under his hand!"

At this moment, the scarred man suddenly pointed at Xuan Zhen's old hand.

Bai Chen and the Demon Immortal Ancestor looked over and saw that there was indeed a bloody stroke under his palm.

Spreading his palm, what caught everyone's eyes was a line of tiny bloody words.

Fuqing, in the ruins of the Immortal King Sect...

...

Fuqing!

It was because of her!

Bai Chen stood up suddenly, his thin body trembling in the cold wind.

If he could, he really wanted to kill this ignorant girl with his own hands.

But now Xuanzhen is dead, and Fuqing is Xuanzhen's descendant, so Baichen has to save her.

Besides, Ye Jianxin is not here, I'm afraid...

Thinking of this, Baichen's eyes condensed.

"Go, now only you can stop this, we'll wait for you to come back." The Demon Immortal Ancestor sighed.

Bai Chen had nothing to worry about them staying here. After all, the Zhuxian Sword Sect had just suffered a bloodbath. The most dangerous place was also the safest place.

"Okay."

With just one word, Bai Chen's feet flashed with silver light, and he flew out of the sky.

Looking at the flying back, Chu Junran clenched her fists with her white hands, and her beautiful eyes showed deep anger.

Fuqing, she is simply a disaster!

...

Xuan Zhen's death and the destruction of the Zhuxian Sword Sect made Bai Chen completely angry.

He never thought that Fuqing would cause such a horrible disaster, causing the powerful sect with Ye Jianxin in charge to be slaughtered.

If it weren't for Ye Jianxin here, he wouldn't feel at ease to find the Demon Immortal Ancestor.

In the end, Fuqing, this stinky girl, was beyond his expectations.

...

Among the ruins, Ye Jianxin's eyes were stained with blood, staring at the arrogant Qi Ying.

In his eyes, the peak of the Chaos Realm was just an ant.

And today he was actually going to be teased by a lowly person, how could he accept this.

Qi Yuan went to Zhuxian Sword Sect, I am afraid that everyone in the sect will be doomed...

Thinking of this, Ye Jianxin's hatred grew more and more.

With his anger, his terrifying spiritual power fluctuations became more turbulent, and the fierce spiritual power swept through the ruins, causing the earth to tremble frequently.

A trace of spiritual power like a knife attacked, and Qi Ying could feel a little stinging on his skin. He never thought that Ye Jianxin's cultivation would be so high, much stronger than the master of the altar!

"Ye Jianxin, if you don't die, she will die! Don't you even care about Xuanzhen's descendants? Is this the friendship of you six immortals in the Northern Wilderness!" Qi Ying didn't dare to relax at all. His palm kept pinching Fuqing's neck, leaving a bright red fingerprint.

"Uncle Master, save me..."