657: Severe

Ji Wuchang's eyes were indifferent. As he watched the people from the Changhe Sect rushing towards him, a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

He took a step forward and instantly appeared behind the crowd from the Changhe Sect.

In his hand, the Netherworld Sword appeared, its blade emitting a bone-chilling cold.

"Autumn Wind Kill!"

Ji Wuchang whispered under his breath, his expression cold. As he swung the Netherworld Sword, several sword lights surged out, instantly engulfing several Changhe Sect Disciples.

As the sword lights fell, blood sprayed into the air, and several figures were sliced in half by his single strike.

Ji Wuchang had already mastered the Shadow Sword Art to perfection. Autumn Wind Kill carried the intent of autumn winds sweeping away fallen leaves, making it most suitable for group combat.

Although the Shadow Sword Art was only an Earth Rank Battle Technique, given Ji Wuchang's current cultivation base, it was exceptionally terrifying when he performed it.

Several Primordial Spirits flew out in panic, their eyes filled with fear.

However, the Great Seal of Ten Thousand Evils on Ji Wuchang's chest glowed, emitting a terrifying suction force. Amidst miserable screams, these Primordial Spirits were swallowed by the Great Seal of Ten Thousand Evils one after another.

[Ding! Congratulations, Master, for killing Ma Xiaofeng. luck points +1133. Ma Xiaofeng's luck points have been cleared!]

[Congratulations, Master, for killing Qin Yuyi. luck points +997. Qin Yuyi's luck points have been cleared!]

...Ji Wuchang ignored the System's voice. His figure was like a ghost as he appeared beside a Changhe Sect Disciple.

That person was scared to the point of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering. He raised the long sword in his hand and was about to stab at Ji Wuchang.

But at that moment, the Netherworld Sword in Ji Wuchang's hand moved, piercing directly into the man's forehead.

The man's pupils dilated, his eyes filled with intense resentment.

Ji Wuchang ignored him, withdrew the Netherworld Sword, and then threw a punch to meet a sword strike from a person on his right.

On his fist, small mountains manifested—it was the Mountain Fist.

With a loud "boom," the sword striking at Ji Wuchang was shattered by his punch.

But his fist's momentum didn't slow down, striking directly at the person's chest.

A miserable scream rang out as the person's chest caved in rapidly. His body flew out like a cannonball and exploded in mid-air, turning into a mist of blood.

In just about a breath's time, of the eight people from the Changhe Sect, only Zhan Laiyi and Li Yanhe remained; the other six had all been killed by Ji Wuchang!

Such brutal methods and efficient killing speed made everyone around feel a chill in their hearts.

Yuan Aofeng and Yuan Gangrong exchanged looks, their expressions solemn.

Killing intent flickered in Chang Yuhuan's eyes, and her aura fluctuated violently. She finally understood why Ji Wuchang could kill her brother.

Not only was the opponent fast, but the Battle Techniques he used were also terrifying.

Chang Le dropped her lazy expression and stood up straight. At this moment, her gaze was more serious than ever before.

Hou Shugang frowned. This Ji Wuchang was indeed formidable; no wonder Hou Liangyun and the others died at his hands!

As for the spectating Loose Cultivators, many were even more shocked. They had originally come just to watch the excitement.

But now, many felt their throats go dry. When they looked at Ji Wuchang, their eyes were involuntarily filled with awe and fear.

"Ji Wuchang, how dare you slaughter the people of my Changhe Sect! My Changhe Sect will never rest until you are dead!"

Zhan Laiyi's eyes were nearly splitting. He hadn't expected that in just an instant, only the two of them would be left.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, Ji Wuchang killed members of the Hou Family, and you just pressured him as well. How about we join forces?"

Li Yanhe looked at Yuan Aofeng and Yuan Gangrong and spoke loudly.

Li Yanhe said this intentionally. He had already seen that he and Zhan Laiyi alone would be no match for Ji Wuchang.

Therefore, the only hope of killing Ji Wuchang was to find allies.

Hearing Li Yanhe's words, Yuan Aofeng and Yuan Gangrong frowned slightly. They naturally understood his intention.

Yuan Aofeng was in no hurry to answer. Instead, he looked at Chang Yuhuan and said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Chang, will you avenge your brother or not?"

Yuan Aofeng's expression was calm. He had already quietly learned some things, as someone had sent him a voice transmission.

The person who sent the transmission was none other than Hou Wuqing.

He didn't dare to confront Ji Wuchang directly, but he was more than willing to secretly cause trouble for him.

He not only said that Chang Yushu died at Ji Wuchang's hands but also claimed that someone from the Yuan Family had died by Ji Wuchang's hands as well.

This was naturally just Hou Wuqing talking nonsense, wanting to use these people to clash with Ji Wuchang again.

As for himself, he had already slipped away.

Hearing Yuan Aofeng's words, Chang Yuhuan's face turned grim. She took a step forward, and the pressure of the ninth level of the dao severing realm erupted.

"Ji Wuchang, did you kill my brother, Chang Yushu?"

Chang Yuhuan spoke slowly, her words surging with endless killing intent!

Chang Yuhuan's sudden intervention was far beyond Li Yanhe and Zhan Laiyi's expectations, but they exchanged a look and saw the joy in each other's eyes.

Although the ninth level of the dao severing realm seemed only one small Rank higher than the eighth level of the dao severing realm, the strength increased significantly, at least doubling.

If Chang Yuhuan joined, the probability of killing Ji Wuchang would greatly increase.

"I killed him. He was seeking death!"

"Not just him, but the several people with him were also torn apart by me!"

Ji Wuchang spoke with indifferent eyes. Since he had decided to go on a killing spree, he didn't care about killing more people.

As for the supreme realm experts coming for him after leaving the Secret Realm, he had already thought it through. If all else failed, he would directly use the teleportation array given by Li Xiaoyuan.

Besides, he had a first level of the supreme realm Puppet and Yaoyao by his side; he had nothing to fear.

"Good, good, good! Ji Wuchang, since you killed my brother, today I will surely take your head to avenge him!"

Killing intent surged in Chang Yuhuan's eyes. She didn't doubt Ji Wuchang's words at all—those people had been torn apart by him!

"You want to kill me? In your dreams!"

"I'll tear you apart later too, and send you to reunite with that dead brother of yours who was looking for trouble!"

Ji Wuchang spoke without the slightest fear, his eyes cold. The killing intent in his heart grew even more intense.

He looked around and said coldly, "Who else among you wants to cause me trouble? Stand up together, so I can kill you all at once!"

"A bunch of nobodies, do you really think you're peerless Prodigies!"

As soon as Ji Wuchang's words came out, the faces of everyone around turned dark, and many showed looks of anger.

"What a Ji Wuchang! Since you are so arrogant, count my Yuan Family in for this hunt!"

Yuan Aofeng stepped forward directly. Behind him, Yuan Gangrong followed closely, and three other members of the Yuan Family also stepped forward, killing intent surging in their eyes.

Killing intent flashed in Chang Le's eyes, and she went directly behind Chang Yuhuan, with the rest of the White Wolf Sect following suit!

At this moment, a terrifying, solemn killing intent filled the area.