Chapter 1727: Xuanjian Pavilion Catastrophe

Xiao Yu's sword light was like a bright moon descending from the deep black sky. When it was cut out, the space seemed to be divided into two halves.
Xiao Yu slashed out with a terrible rage and sword energy that could slash the sky and the earth. The target was the disciples of Xuanjian Pavilion.
"No! Run away!"
The disciples of Xuanjian Pavilion saw that the thorn mang was infinitely enlarged in their pupils, and the speed was almost like thunder and lightning, but until the next moment, they couldn't react at all, and their bodies were cut in half.
"Puff!"
"what!"
The head of the body was in a different place, fragmented, and the seemingly messy sword light of the Seven-Star Sword actually contained the intent of killing and killing people. Every sword cut would surely take the lives of several people.
Zheng Xu, Jin Rui, and Cao Yukai, the three strongest disciples on the scene, are like seeing ghosts and gods. Seeing each disciple being divided by sword energy, they are almost like a mud cow into the sea. Their bodies are torn apart and their homes are not seen. The three are scared. crack.
The situation suddenly turned into a dumping situation because of Xiao Yu's joining.
Above the huge hall of Xuanjian Pavilion Square, a piece of it was suddenly stained red, countless broken arms and limbs, countless blood, gathered into an atmosphere that was solidified to the extreme.
Huang Peng and the others were originally stunned. They had been desperately desperate to die with these disciples of Xuanjian Pavilion, but at this moment, even they couldn't help but trembled when they saw this scene.
With the power of one person, Xiao Yu killed hundreds of disciples of Xuanjian Pavilion before changing his mind. This scene left them all faceless and stunned.
"Run away!"
Zheng Xu yelled wildly, and now he just wanted to escape from this hell-like battlefield, because in his opinion, the boy on the other side was simply crazy.
Even the Five Elements Sword Formation is enough to break, what else can he not do?
"Want to escape!?"
Xiao Yu's eyes drenched, he had already wanted to kill Zheng Xu, but there was an accident on Jianbei Mountain.
At this moment, Xiao Yu couldn't help feeling that his blood was burning, and the bright red on the ground was also stimulating his soul.
Although he didn't start the killing realm, this long-lost killing intent gave him a hearty feeling.
All the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered on the Seven-Star Sword, and Xiao Yu waved at Zheng Xu.
A ray of light fell from the sky, directly across Zheng Xu's head.
"Do not!!!"
When Hao Liang and others saw this scene, their eyes were flushed.
Zheng Xu stayed on the spot, and his body immediately became two halves, falling into a pool of blood.
When Qi Yuming and other disciples of the Seven Sects saw this, their faces were pale and their backs were cold.
Zheng Xu, the third disciple of Xuanjian Pavilion, also died.
Jin Sui and Cao Yukai, the genius among the two inner disciples, saw it, and on their pale faces, they wished they had two extra legs and desperately escaped from this place.
The disciple of Xuanjian Pavilion finally realized that this man was simply a of death, a devil.
All the disciples retreated, and Chen Yuan no longer chased after him.
Xiao Yu's body was ups and downs violently, and he was exhausted only because of a series of battles.
When he cut through the Five Elements Sword Formation with Tianyi Sword Qi just now, it was the result of forcibly launching Tianyi Sword Art.
As for just now, he also tried his last bit of strength to kill so many disciples, and only then did they stop them from killing Chen Yuan and others.
"Keng!"
Xiao Yu supported the ground with the Seven-Star Sword, and he was trying to calm the fatigue in his heart.
Quiet, the same silence as dead silence.
It seemed as if all of Xuanjian Pavilion had lost their souls, as if their souls were out of their bodies. Only because they were quiet, did they know what happened today.
Xuanjian Pavilion originally had five or six hundred disciples, but now there are only a hundred people left! !
The elders headed by Yuan Shoubai had empty eyes. They were like stone carvings, their souls were all muddy, staring blankly at the scene before them.
Today, it is destined to be the catastrophe of their Xuanjian Pavilion!