Weird Cultivation, I am surrounded by bad women

Su Chaoxi, who didn't want to waste any more time, drew out the nameless sword in his hand.

The flame spread on the nameless sword, and a flame spread out from his fingertips and hit the incoming Blood Shadow Slash.

Looking at the flames burning on his sword and fingertips, Zhang Qianqian sighed, Su Chaoxi finally decided to use his spiritual power.

The flames devoured the Blood Shadow Slash, but were also devoured by the unique skills hidden in the slash.

The arena was dyed red with blood, and a killing move appeared.

Scarface looked very proud, a true disciple was no more than this.

Seeing Su Chaoxi covered in blood, many monks below the stage showed satisfaction in their eyes.

Su Chaoxi has been in the spotlight too much, so it would be a good thing if he could suffer a little.

It would be interesting to let such a weak true disciple show his true colors.

The next moment, the nameless sword in Su Chaoxi's hand, stained with flames, tore open a large area of ​​blood.

The blood was burned by the flames and was gradually defeated.

There was disbelief in Scarface's eyes. He had already tried his best, so how could he have resisted it in an instant?

There was no more time left for him to think, as Su Chaoxi had already attacked with a sword.

He hurriedly raised the spine sword to block, but after several sword exchanges, the spine sword in his hand began to show signs of breaking.

Several cracks began to spread on the spine sword, which was known for its solidity.

Scarface's arms were shaking and blood was gushing out from his knuckles.

Su Chaoxi's sword was so sharp and aggressive that he could hardly defend himself.

But he was still unwilling to give up, thinking that Su Chaoxi was just holding on.

He had seen it before, when Su Chaoxi stood up for a mortal and had his arm cut by an inner sect disciple.

In his opinion, Su Chaoxi's strength is not as good as his.

Scarface's eyes were fierce, and he played the trump card he had prepared in advance.

He swallowed a meat pill, which had a slight black aura and was given by Lu Su.

No matter how high the cost is, as long as Su Chaoxi can pay the price, it will be a profit.

As the meat pill went down his throat, his heart beat rapidly.

The blood and energy in the body were activated by this meat pill, and strength once again filled Scarface's body.

He laughed wildly, raised the spine sword, and slashed hard at Su Chaoxi in front of him.

On this meat pill, Su Chaoxi smelled the scent of God.

He raised his sword, and the nameless sword was gleaming with fire, blocking the heavy blow.

The smell of evil.

"Su Chaoxi, die." The blood turned dark red and became more viscous.

Scarface forcibly used the power of blood, and several streams of blood followed the spine sword and killed Su Chaoxi.

He once again used his unique skill "Blood-filled Sky."

Dark blood flowed from the mouth and nose.

He wiped it casually with a crazy look in his eyes.

Dark red blood shadows bombarded Su Chaoxi continuously.

Su Chaoxi raised his sword to block and did not retreat.

Su Chaoxi sighed with emotion that the power of the evil god could actually allow a cultivator in the late crystallization stage to burst out with strength comparable to that of a peak cultivator in a short period of time.

Who can resist such temptation?

But at what cost?

Su Chaoxi saw the black air lingering on Scarface’s cheek.

He suddenly remembered who this person was. The scar on his face came from a mortal woman who refused to submit to his violation.

The woman, who pretended to be accommodating, cut his cheek and then committed suicide.

Su Chaoxi's eyes turned cold in an instant when he looked at Scarface.

Su Chaoxi has thought about his ending.

Seeing that the dark blood was about to devour the flames beside Su Chaoxi, Scarface was overjoyed.

"Su Chaoxi, go with peace of mind. You will become my stepping stone."

But the next moment, the joy on his face disappeared instantly.

Everyone in the audience thought that Su Chaoxi was doomed to fail.

But the nameless sword was stained with flames and emerged from the blood.

He moved quickly and in the blink of an eye he was already in front of Scarface.

Scarface raised the Spine Sword to block, but it was cut off by the nameless sword.

The shattered spine sword fragments pierced Scarface's face, and blood instantly flowed out.

Scarface was horrified and immediately prepared to admit defeat loudly.

But Su Chaoxi would not give him a chance. The power of time was activated and Scarface's voice was stuck in his throat.

There was a flash of violence in his eyes, and the nameless sword had pierced the scar on his face.

The severe pain made Scarface fall to his knees.

Then, in front of everyone, Su Chaoxi, who was always known for his gentleness and friendliness, showed his cruel side.

He cut along the scar with force, opening Scarface's cheek, exposing his teeth to the air.

"I'll finish what she hasn't done yet."

"Su Chaoxi, you..." The severe pain made Scarface speechless.

He could only murmur weakly: "I give up, I give up."

"You can't give up, you have to die."

Blood flowed down the blood groove of the nameless sword. Su Chaoxi did not hesitate and fired another flame at his wound.

It ruined his vocal cords.

Scarface was in so much pain that tears were streaming down his face, but he couldn't make a sound.

The Blood Sword Monk's vitality was truly tenacious. He looked at the scarred man lying on the ground, trying to beg for mercy.

The blood had dyed his white clothes red.

Su Chaoxi expressed such emotion.

The deacon had already stood up and saw the violent look in Su Chaoxi's eyes. He wanted to take action, but he held back.

The people in the audience were a little uncomfortable with Su Chaoxi's sudden cruelty.

Is this still Su Chaoxi? His methods of torturing people are no worse than any other weird practitioner.

Especially the Poison Sword Zhang Qianqian, she seemed to be meeting Su Chaoxi for the first time.

Qi Qi smiled unconsciously. He knew that Su Chaoxi would definitely not be a weak sheep. Being intimidated by such a Su Chaoxi, he would not feel ashamed.

Su Chaoxi stepped on Scarface and executed him.

He stabbed the nameless sword hard into the cut wound, but the nameless sword knew how to strike the target and was unable to kill Scarface.

Trying to make him feel the pain he deserved.

After dozens of sword strikes, Zhang Qianqian had already turned her head away and stopped looking.

She had killed many people, but never like this.

After the twentieth sword thrust, a foul odor was already coming from Scarface's crotch.

He had never wanted to die so much.

"That's enough, stop it." The deacon said slowly.

At his deathbed, Scarface seemed to see the mortal woman in green with a beautiful smile from behind Su Chaoxi.

She swung the dagger at him again, and this time, she could kill herself.

"Su Chaoxi wins."

Scarface died in an extremely bloody way.

Su Chaoxi wiped the nameless sword in his hand.

He was very careful not to get a single stain of blood on his clean white clothes.

Blood was flowing at his feet.

"It's not that I don't want to take revenge, it's just that the time has not come yet." Su Chaoxi murmured softly and slowly walked down the stage.

The monks below the stage consciously made way for him.

No one knows why Su Chaoxi is so crazy today.

But it just makes people feel uneasy for no reason.

A disciple stepped back when he saw Su Chaoxi approaching.

His heart began beating wildly unconsciously, and he recalled Su Chaoxi's actions and missed a step.

Su Chaoxi did not hesitate, reached out and grabbed the young monk.

"Thank...thank you very much, Su Zhenchuan." His voice trembled a little, for fear that Su Chaoxi would replicate what he did on the stage and do the same to him.

"What are you afraid of?" Su Chaoxi chuckled.

He said it in a voice that everyone could hear: "I only kill those who deserve to die."

These words made many inner and outer disciples feel a chill in their hearts. Could they be the people who deserved to die as Su Chaoxi mentioned?

After seeing this brutal act, this group of disciples became more in awe of Su Chaoxi than before.

Qi Qi looked at Su Chaoxi's back with satisfaction.

Zhang Qianqian covered her red lips, avoiding looking at the mess on the stage. Seeing Su Chaoxi approaching, she followed him.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Qianqian even seemed a little concerned about him.

"Are you scared?" Su Chaoxi glanced at Senior Sister Tongyan.

"This is unlike you. If Ye Qingyue saw this..."

"This is actually me. I am a good person. When killing those who deserve to die, I should be cruel." Su Chaoxi replied with a relaxed tone.

"Only those who are worse than bad people are more suitable to be good people."

"After all, he belongs to the Third Elder..."

"My master is Zhao Yiqian." Su Chaoxi continued.

"If I had met Lu Su, his fate would have been even more miserable."

"What about me?" Zhang Qianqian looked at Su Chaoxi.

"Has senior sister ever done anything bad? Can you tell me about it?" Su Chaoxi didn't collect any black material about her.

"For example?"

"Blood sacrifice, massacre of the city."

"I'm not that great."

"That or, to torture and kill women, children, and mortals."

"I'm not that boring." Zhang Qianqian waved her hand.

"Then senior sister is safe." Su Chaoxi chuckled and walked on his own.

Like Yan Ange, she is unwilling to make enemies with the weak.

He has the pride in his nature.